Northwest Heavy Industries: Starting from the bloodbath of black bears
When Lin Ye entered the Black Bear security conference room, seven executives were planning how to carve up his body.
He raised his hand and shot the rebels three times. The bullets passed through the contract and was nailed to the wall: "Now, sign."
After taking over, it was discovered that the weapons depot was blocked by an international embargo, and mercenaries were fighting with fire sticks.
In despair, a giant steel tree comes to mind - unlock the achievement to get the cutting-edge blueprint.
Deep in the desert, Northwest Heavy Industries quietly emerged.
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When the rebels clamored to demolish the new factory, T-100 tanks crushed the sand dunes and Falcon 111 tore up the sky.
The artillery fire reflected Lin Ye's indifferent profile: "This is called fire coverage."
Yellow sand, endless yellow sand, like giant solidified waves, piled up to the end of sight, dyeing the world into a desperate and dazzling withered yellow. The midday sun hangs overhead, pouring out merciless light and heat. The air is twisted and steaming under the high temperature, and even the sparse camel thorn bushes in the distance appear blurry and dying.
