If Zhao Fan didn't have any scruples, he could naturally make a few big killing weapons and blow them up indiscriminately, just like the last time he destroyed the last nest of the Stark Organization.

But though he didn't see it, he was certain that Big Eye and the monkey were in this place.

After a little thought, the armed men in the room were already cautiously approaching this direction. They were still concerned about the direction of those watchtowers, and the smoke of the smoke bombs was filled, obscuring their vision, and it also made them dare not act rashly.

Time was pressing, Zhao Fan took out two smoke bombs again and threw them into the crowd.

This action did reveal his position, but the people in front of him did not have time to shoot. With two clanging sounds, no one could tell what Zhao Fan had thrown over, and the well-trained armed personnel reflexively threw themselves around, quickly looking for cover.

Bursts of smoke filled the air with hissing sounds, and by the time the attention of these people shifted to the side of the flower bed again, Zhao Fan had already changed his direction and rushed into the thick courtyard wall that was more than three meters high.

Dressed exactly like these people, and infested with smoke bombs, even if someone saw him, they missed the opportunity to shoot in confusion.

He didn't need much time, a few seconds were enough, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he had already dodged into the nearest house, the route had been planned before entering, and there was no stop after entering, and he was very familiar from the stairwell to the third floor.

The clothes on the body with the gloves still have a little effect, and on the roof of the three-story building is a team of ten people, and when he saw Zhao Fan, he was only slightly surprised, and the leader of them asked coldly.

Ten people, without even firing a single shot, were all knocked to the ground by him in an instant.

When he reaches a high place, the probability of being found will increase, and Zhao Fan's purpose in doing this is just to try to find a way to deal with those large weapons that threaten him during this time.

As he carried the bazooka on his shoulder and fired the first shell, he was spotted on the roof in the distance, and the roar of the shells and the sound of gunfire rang out almost simultaneously, announcing the official start of the war.

The effective range of the bazooka was less than 400 meters, but it was enough for him, and he carried the bullets that rained down like a torrential rain, and fired them continuously without hurry, and the three helicopters and five tanks parked in the distance were simply blown into a pile of scrap metal by him.

The bombs on these big guys exploded indiscriminately, and the fire and smoke converged into a huge mushroom cloud that soared into the sky, like a demon god falling from the sky.

Sudden gunshots rang out from all directions, and after Zhao Fan, who occupied the commanding heights, took the lead in solving the enemies on the roofs of several other buildings, he held the machine gun and swept wildly, and many armed people below were constantly harvesting their lives as if they were being cut wheat.

Footsteps sounded in the stairwell, and the people on this building had already discovered his location, and as soon as he rushed to the staircase, several grenades rolled down extremely smoothly.

It's not that the other party doesn't have a weapon that can threaten him, it's just that Zhao Fan, who has turned on the exploration technique, won't give them a chance at all.

Bazooka?grenade launcher?

The armed men were only able to carry them on their shoulders when they were sieveed by a shuttle of bullets.

Grenades?

A hundred meters around the house can be said to be barren, and the stairwell on the roof of this building is almost filled with corpses, who can throw it on the roof?

This is a real man facing an army, constantly removing weapons that threaten him, and the other bullets themselves can't hit him a few times, and it's okay if they hit.

And he scavenged several armories along the way, and the weapons in his hands can be said to be full of tricks, and after firing a box of bullets, he changed to a different guy, and from time to time he carried a bazooka a few times, almost without a heavy one.

The dense gunfire and deafening explosions only lasted for half an hour before they gradually subsided, not that Zhao Fan had eliminated all the enemies, but that no one dared to show their heads.

The corpses were strewn all over the ground, countless blood pooled together and flowed like a stream, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and blood mixed together had completely enveloped the place.

This is already a hell on earth, and Zhao Fan, who is standing on the top of the building, is the demon king who crawled out of the hell.

Zhao Fan's expression has always been calm and indifferent, and countless lives have disappeared in his hands, and his expression has not changed in the slightest. At the moment, he is a killing machine, as long as someone comes forward, he will deliver a bullet in time.

After another ten minutes passed, there was already silence here, and the battle fell into the stalemate stage that Zhao Fan expected.

He was always puzzled in his heart, and he was always vigilant.

Because all the people who appeared here from beginning to end were ordinary armed men.

The Sand Demon had died at his hands, and he already knew about Stark's alliance with the Immortal Order. But now that he's almost destroyed this place, he hasn't even shown up a single Adept.

This is so unreasonable, could it be that the people of the Hades Emperor were only invited by Stark once?

His eyes turned to the watchtower by the sea, quietly waiting for the people inside to come out.

Since you can't rush in, find a way to get them out.

He didn't believe that Stark could bear it when he was beaten like this on the ground.

He had time, enough weapons on his body, and plenty of food and water in the backpack space.

Stark wanted to kill him, and in order to kill him, he had already reached out to Huaxia, even if he didn't come, Stark would go to him. And now that he has appeared here, how can he not take out the ability to press the bottom of the box and kill him with all his might?

"Mr. Stark, your new home is very nice, and you won't come out to greet you when there's a guest at home?"

From the beginning of the battle to the present, Zhao Fan finally said the first sentence, with undisguised mockery in his tone, and looked at the very hidden camera on the watchtower with a playful look.

Behind the iron gates under the watchtower, the heavy metal doors opened one after another, and even the elevator, which required several layers of password verification, was completely open.

And Zhao Fan's shouting did not get a response from Stark, nor did he see anyone coming out of the open portal.

He understood.

Stark hoped he could find that entrance and go down.

It's clearly a trap, and a fool will go down.

Zhao Fan sneered, sat casually on the still warm bullet casings on the ground, took out food and water from the backpack space, and ate it without any scruples.

He wasn't in a hurry, if the monkey and Big Eyes were really in this underground base, the harder he pushed them, the better their chances of survival.

Although Stark is a madman, he is also a madman who is afraid of death, and his ambitions are unrewarded, how can he be willing to die like this?

If he really found that Zhao Fan could not be solved at all, his two brothers would become his talisman.

As long as this person is not stupid, he will not destroy the weight that can save his life.

Less than five minutes passed, and there was a roar in the distance. Before the two helicopters approached, a sharp whistling sound had already appeared, and the firelight drew an arc in the night sky, and smashed head-on towards the house where Zhao Fan was.

"It turns out that there is still foreign aid!"

Zhao Fan jumped up from the top of the building in an instant, and the sound of the explosion made the entire night sky tremble, and the huge shock wave shook his body and rolled in the air, flying all the way out of a distance of hundreds of meters.

When he was still in the air, he took out a healing medicine and stuffed it in his mouth and swallowed it quickly, and after he landed, his mind was still buzzing, and his body seemed to be torn apart.

Fortunately, he jumped suddenly at the critical moment, separating him from the explosion point by some distance, otherwise, if the Nameless Exercise broke out again and exhausted all his internal qi, he would really have to lie on the ground and sing Liang Liang at this time.

It was only at this time that the probes saw the rapidly approaching team in the distance.

Exploring the two-kilometer range looks awesome, but in the face of these things, it is still impossible to prevent it.

Helicopters, personnel carriers, tanks, all flashing with dazzling lights, roared and swooped down on this side.

The roar continued to sound again, and Zhao Fan, who was gasping for breath, only had time to drill into the nearest turret, and countless shells fell densely around the small building he was just now, and the deafening explosions were one after another.

Stark is really a madman, he fought hard to kill Zhao Fan, and he didn't have any scruples at all to cover this manor with a round of artillery fire.

Countless houses were destroyed in the bombing, and the surviving armed personnel just now did not die in the hands of Zhao Fan, but died at the hands of their own people.

The flames in the sky were burning wildly, and the few remaining survivors were covered in flames, letting out extremely terrible screams, constantly running and rolling, but the flames on their bodies could not be extinguished.

White phosphorus bomb!

This thing is one of the most brutal weapons in the world, and white phosphorus itself is a highly toxic substance, and its ignition point is only 40 degrees. After touching the object, it will continue to burn until it is extinguished, and the general combustion temperature can reach more than 1,000 degrees.

Therefore, when it comes into contact with the human body, the flesh will penetrate through the flesh and then penetrate deep into the bones, and no life will survive at all within the effective range.

Zhao Fan's turret had collapsed, and he was carrying a metal door panel that had been hastily torn off, and was buried in the rubble by countless fragments of steel and concrete.

Fortunately, these things existed, and although the burning of the white phosphorus bomb made the metal door on his back hot for a while, it finally didn't burn on him.

The gas and heat seemed to be able to withstand it for the time being, but that didn't mean he would survive, because he needed to breathe.

The intense burning depleted all the oxygen around it, and puffs of smoke filled the air. Even if he was now in the Transformation Realm, and with the help of the Nameless Exercises, if he was completely holding his breath, he would be able to hold on for five minutes at most.

If he wanted to escape, he would have no problem at all, after all, he still had a defensive charm in his hand to use. Half an hour of invincibility was enough time for him to destroy the things that were coming at the moment, and then flee.

However, there is a period of weakness for an hour after the use of the defensive talisman, and he has personally experienced that kind of weakness period, so he naturally knows that in that case, let alone attacking others, he can only stand up if someone hits him.

Of course, he can hide for an hour before coming out.

And an hour is enough time for a lot to happen.

Since Stark dares to bombard his base, there must be other exits to this underground base.

Seeing his terrifying strength, will Stark continue to wait for him to burrow into the underground base, or will he not hesitate to escape?