Sheepskin Scroll

"OMG!"

Though they had been mentally prepared, the group still couldn't help exclaiming in awe.

They were all standing in the equipment room. From there, they could see part of the missile's outline. At the same time, they knew the missile was empty—nothing but a shell. Its most crucial component, the warhead, wasn't inside.

They knew this so clearly because the warhead was right beside them!

Not only the warhead—the fuel was as well.

Only when a launch was needed would the warhead be installed and the fuel injected. This was done to prevent accidents to the greatest extent possible.

At that moment, everyone except Zhao Cheng felt a terrifying sense of destruction emanating from the warhead. Though they knew it would not explode unless something went wrong, that chilling dread still lingered in their hearts.

It wasn't that their minds had keenly sensed the destructive power within the warhead. It was their knowledge, their common sense, telling them so.

"Do you think this missile can still be launched?!"

Jiewate of the group of four spoke, his voice trembling slightly as he said it.

As a wealthy heir whose family sold oil, there weren't many things he hadn't played with in the first half of his life. And among the things he hadn't played with, missiles naturally counted as one.

It wasn't a matter of money. A large missile only cost around a hundred million or so, all things considered. If he could buy one, it wasn't as though he couldn't afford it.

The real problem was that he couldn't buy one.

And even if he did, he wouldn't dare launch it.

Jiewate was just talking out of his ass at the moment.

Still, this was the sort of thing that made one's blood surge just by imagining it.

"D-country's