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Twelve silver-white square boxes were neatly arranged, containing six hundred attack drones, half of which were suicide drones equipped with military-grade antimatter bombs.
For these antimatter bombs, Lyu paid more than two hundred million New Federation Coins.
This was already the maximum firepower they could muster.
In addition to these, the exterior of the East Wind was also equipped with some automatic cannons for biological targets.
Last time, when Yang Ming battled with Valkyrie, Lyu had collected a lot of data related to Valkyrie. This time, they were sure to maximize the firepower advantage of the East Wind.
"What else is missing?"
Yang Ming stood in the rear cabin with his hands on his hips, scanning around and constantly pondering.
Life was only once, and there was never enough firepower.
