Eighto' clock that night, the Guang Zhou police station, in a command room.
"You're teasing me again, right?" Xiao hang stood in front of the large screen in the command room and said to Park Xianhe, the person in charge of the Korean forces,"a military helicopter attacked us at sea, but you still haven't found out anything?
"Don't tell me that the plane disappeared into thin air!
"There are machine guns on the plane! Who knew if there were any more missiles? Aren't you guys worried?"
"I'm sorry," Park Xianhe said with a red face,"we have checked all the planes of the same type. So far, we have not found any missing or unused ones. We suspect that the plane is an imitation of the enemy ..."
"What the hell?" Xiao hang looked disappointed and complained again."Even if it's an imitation, don't you have a sea defense system?" Even if it's a military aircraft, didn't they find anything?"
