At this moment, Chen Jian had already stepped into the warehouse's perimeter.
He was just an ordinary person, although he had undergone long-term training, his physical limits were still there.
The things the Holy Blood could sense, he couldn't feel.
To him, this really was just an ordinary warehouse.
Even though nuclear weapons were stored inside, so what?
Chen Jian switched on his tactical flashlight and inspected each container.
Most of the lead containers were sealed, with only two already open, and beside one of them, a rail cart was parked on the track, the warhead quietly resting atop it.
".....This is the air-launched DF-21 warhead, it's already assembled."
Chen Jian carefully examined the warhead model and then said:
"We can infer that during the catastrophe, this place was already on combat readiness duty."
"Otherwise, these warheads should all be stored disassembled."
"But if that's the case... then there's a bigger problem."
