Having prised open one of the tightly sealed crates, she pulled out a new model of machine gun, and her eyes tightened.
"I've found it, a large cache of arms, right in the dock warehouse..." Just as Ning Yanan was about to give the location, she heard rustling noises in her earpiece, and the next second, the communication cut out.
"Hello? 713 calling headquarters, 713 calling headquarters..."
After calling out several times and receiving no response, Ning Yanan's gaze flickered slightly; she took off her glasses and discovered there was no signal for the remote camera either.
She took out her phone from her briefcase and turned it on.
She activated her phone's video recording function and filmed the warehouse before her, then opened several crates in succession, recording each of the weapons stored inside.
Just as she was about to make haste and leave, she suddenly caught sight of a stack of crates distinctly different in color and size, and her steps halted abruptly.