Thinking of this, the excited Dong Yan quickly began to remove the wooden boards blocking the window.
Although she was thin and weak, her hands and feet were nimble, and she quickly removed the poorly secured boards.
Then, regardless of the raging storm outside, she immediately waved vigorously at the drone.
"Here, here!"
She shouted towards the outside rainstorm, but worried that the mutant creatures outside might hear her, she had to lower her voice again.
Dong Jie on the bed opened his eyes wide, looked at his sister, and couldn't help but shout, "Sis, who are you talking to?"
Dong Yan anxiously said, "Drone, there's a drone outside. It's definitely operated by survivors from other buildings in the neighborhood."
"Xiaojie, maybe we can trade with him and borrow some food."
She spoke urgently while continuing to wave, hoping to attract the drone's attention.
However, in the fierce storm and dim light, the drone controlled by Liang Yuan could not see much.
