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Gao Guang held a mask in his hands, a bulletproof mask.

He had stored every bulletproof mask they had seized, as Gao Guang needed targets; he needed to verify that the penetration power of his new gun met the necessary standards using these masks.

But now, Gao Guang felt an urge to strap the bulletproof mask onto his face.

It wasn't taken from a dead man, but putting on the bulletproof mask still gave him an ominous feeling.

Nevertheless, Gao Guang strapped the bulletproof mask onto his face.

It was okay, it felt fine, it wasn't a big deal.

"Meeting!"

This time, Gao Guang decided to gather everyone for a meeting.

It wasn't about trusting or distrusting anyone, but with King's Defense having grown in numbers, it wasn't possible to consult everyone for every decision. But now that everyone needed to start preparing for battle, naturally, they had to be brought together to talk.