Song Heping looked toward the screen following the sound.
About forty-plus heat sources were still visible on the image.
Each of these points represented a person, and a rough human shape could be seen on the screen.
And Dax was referring to a group of about a dozen people.
This group appeared somewhat odd.
It seemed that some individuals were escorting others.
From their movements, it was evident that a few were moving sluggishly while the others around them were pushing and shoving them.
"Something's gone wrong..."
Song Heping instantly realized that there might have been a problem with the bombing.
"Willie, is it because the bombs your folks make haven't been used in a while, are they expired? Who's in charge of maintenance?"
Even though his words were joking in nature.
Willie couldn't take it as a joke.
Now it was pretty obvious that Song Heping had been correct.
The might of the Mother of Bombs was clearly not as formidable as imagined.
