'What is that?' asked Feng Long.
Lying on top of the hill, Feng Long pointed to a two-meter high and three meters long red armored fighting vehicle while taking pictures.
Hou Tielong, who was lying beside him, turned over the notebook in his hand and replied, "It's a tankette. It only takes two people to operate it—one to drive it and one to fire ammunition.
"It's very potent. There are two firing modes, one is a twelve-millimeter large-caliber, and the other is a bomb.
"However, there probably isn't any machinery available in the ruin to make the corresponding ammunition. After their previous battle, there shouldn't be many bombs and ammunition left in their hands."
"Oh? You even have information on how much ammunition they have?" Feng Long turned toward him in surprise.
"Of course. There's nothing that can be kept a secret. Sun Bahu may be tight-lipped, but it doesn't mean that his subordinates are the same.
