Wu Heng glanced at the time.
It was still early, so he took out the walkie-talkie and directly called Qi Hancai.
Stepping out of the dormitory, he had just reached the entrance when Qi Hancai hurried over from outside.
"What are your orders?" Qi Hancai stood to the side.
Wu Heng directly asked, "How is the preparation for cleaning the central square going?"
"No problem. We've accumulated a decent amount of solid iron bullets over these days. Assuming each Flying Dragon carries two thousand, we can toss about twenty-something rounds back and forth," Qi Hancai answered while standing to the side.
The clearing of the main roads had been nearly completed.
Only the central square area was left. As long as it was cleaned up, the road to the bus station could be connected.
The plan had been set long ago, but his suspension had delayed it several days.
Now that the issue was resolved, it was time to open this road.
