The group of people were lying on the ground, wearing ghillie suits, and there were fifty of them in total.

His proposal was quickly approved by General Nilai, who said that portable rockets were being transported quickly and would be in place in about two hours.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Qu Shaochen, who was covered in mud after being blown away, also experienced the suffering that General Ni Lai had endured.

If you use a rifle to shoot down a high-speed drone, you may not even detect the exhaust fumes after firing a whole magazine of bullets.

The best way to deal with drones is with a 10,000-shot cannon, a close-in weapon system that can fire 10,000 bullets per minute, provided they have it.

In the basement, Zhou Bao was cursing and sweating anxiously.

Brother Qi asked him to use local materials to prepare a horn-shaped object. After thinking about it, he came up with a car-mounted satellite dish.

Northern Myanmar is not like the Chinese Empire where there is signal everywhere. It is common to have no signal in the countryside here.

When Brother Mi was still around, it cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to get the fraudulent building connected to the internet.

In order to facilitate Internet theft, many military trucks in northern Myanmar are equipped with satellite dishes.

"Go find some copper wire and glue, the more the better." Zhou Bao yelled to the little follower beside him.

After a while, the three of them found the copper wire.

"Wrap the satellite dish with copper wire, make sure it is wrapped tightly." Zhou Bao reminded loudly.

The three of them worked together and took two minutes to wrap the satellite dish, which was as big as a washbasin, with copper wire, and finally fixed it with glue.

"Go dismantle some car batteries!" Zhou Bao quickly gave the order based on Brother Qi's suggestion.

"Go and dismantle the high-voltage generator in the building's power distribution cabinet, quickly!" Zhou Bao's eyes turned red with anxiety as he heard bursts of explosions.

"Brother Qi, what should we do next?" Twenty minutes later, the three of them finally managed to get the high-voltage generator.

At this time, the sound of gunfire outside the building began to increase, and the sound of bombing could be heard throughout the building.

"Connect the copper wire and the high-voltage generator and fix them with glue." Zeng Qi began to provide step-by-step instructions through video guidance.

"Connect the car battery and leave a charging port." Zeng Qi continued to instruct.

"Assemble the rest with wooden boards and put them on a cart. You can try connecting it to electricity and aiming the satellite dish at your mobile phone." Zeng Qi gave suggestions for trying.

"Try it with your cell phone!" Zhou Bao said, pointing to a friendly-looking little follower.

The little follower moved his lips, but he dared not say NO. He could only bear what he should bear for his position.

Hiss... The moment the power is connected, there is a sharp crackling sound of sparks, as if someone is playing a song of anxiety through a loudspeaker in your ear.

Zhou Bao was so scared that he almost kicked the satellite dish away.

"Oh my god, what the hell?" After turning off the power, Zhou Bao began to doubt his life and felt that he had made a fake product.

"Brother, my phone screen is black." The little follower, who was concerned about his phone, looked shocked and upset.

"Hahaha...it really works." Zhou Bao's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Next, it's finally time for me to show my power!"

After giving Brother Qi an OK sign, Zhou Bao ordered his henchman to pull the cart out of the basement. He called out to Qu Shaochen over the intercom, "Brother Chen, the jammer is ready. Suppress it for me. I'll show you my skills."

Hearing this, Qu Shaochen on the intercom said with joy: "Great, I will arrange a counterattack immediately!"

In less than a minute, the weekly report in the basement heard dense gunfire coming from the exit, and bullets were fired like they were free.

The pouring bullets quickly shot down three drones, and the remaining drones moved away from the basement exit and began to temporarily avoid the attack.

"Go, go, go!" After hearing Brother Chen's signal, Zhou Bao and his three followers rushed to the exit.

"Aim at it and turn on the power!" After Zhou Bao stuffed toilet paper into his ears, the satellite dish in the horn emitted high-frequency electromagnetic waves.

Twenty meters away, a flying drone began to stagger like a drunk. After being illuminated continuously for three seconds, the drone entered autonomous landing mode.

"Hahaha...it worked." After successfully jamming the drone, Zhou Bao spread his hands and said with a smile, "Brother Chen, I'll take care of the enemy drones. You can launch a counterattack."

"Reporter, well done!" Qu Shaochen said excitedly on the intercom.

With a thud, a drone that was ten meters away from the weekly report crashed directly. The closer it was to the jammer, the greater the damage it suffered.

Zhou Bao tried it out and found that the effective range of the jammer is about 100 meters. Within this distance, the enemy drone cannot receive any signal and will cold-start the autonomous return function at any time.

"Everyone, advance one hundred meters. If we find any enemy traces, our drones will immediately launch an attack!" Qu Shaochen's words on the walkie-talkie gave his men great confidence.

Seeing the enemy drones losing their bombing effect one after another, everyone sighed:

Knowledge is the most valuable wealth; it can make your enemies treat you politely.