The group eliminated everyone, burst into the ammunition depot, and each replenished plenty of ammunition. They then took the gasoline barrel by barrel, pouring it into every room.
At the entrance, a rocket fired towards the yard, followed by a huge explosion, everywhere became a sea of fire.
In the rooms near the Skull Society's ammunition depot, the noise was earth-shattering, and a massive mushroom cloud arose.
Flattening everything to the ground, even if Skull Society's reinforcements arrived, facing a pile of ruins, it would be impossible to regain strength in a short time.
"Boss, the people from Pacific Alliance Warlords are here." Someone scouting ahead immediately reported the newest situation.
Shi Qinghua was not anxious; watching the sea of fire behind him, he satisfactorily led everyone to leave: "Let them clean up slowly."
The group reached their parked vehicles, quickly boarded, and sped away from Pula, heading east.
