Yi Chen's plan was simple: destroy every gun in the factory. When only the last gun remained, that would be the diseased object's true body.
Edmund immediately pointed out the difficulties with this plan.
"Although this factory is about to be abandoned, there aren't that many guns left—still, there are nearly a hundred.
The most dangerous area is undoubtedly the exhibition section. More than thirty classic guns are displayed there at the same time. The moment we enter, bullets could come from any direction.
Under normal circumstances, destroying metal guns requires breaking them apart in close combat.
Any projectile we throw could be shot down by bullets along the way, making it difficult to deal any damage.
The closer we get to the guns, the greater the danger of being hit."
"Hmm... Are there the most guns in the exhibition section? In that case, we'll deal with that area last. First, we'll completely clear out the guns in the other sections.
I'll be responsible for drawing their attention, and Jin will handle the destruction.
Edmund, you and Dagobert can act according to the situation. After all, your attributes are countered, and Dagobert's body has only just recovered."
"Draw their attention?" Edmund did not quite understand what he meant.
In his view, Jin, the gentleman with extremely high coordination, should be the one to draw the fire and dodge the incoming bullets as much as possible, while the others destroyed the guns.
Besides, Jin was not carrying any weapons at all. How he would destroy the guns was another problem.
Yi Chen did not explain much. He merely conveyed through his eyes that Edmund should trust him.
He rose and walked toward the door.
"Jin, let's go!"
"Make it quick. I can hardly wait to deal with such a rare diseased