After saying that, the bartender girl immediately came to the side of the three soldiers, and whispered a few words in their ears, and then the three soldiers pouted casually, and first looked at the old man, probably feeling that the old man was quite pleasing to the eye, so they picked up their beers and leaned over to the old man.

In just a few minutes, a similar military camp career brought the two sides closer, and when the old man generously ordered a round of beer, everyone with a huge age gap almost hooked up, and finally when the soldiers finished their beers, the four of them left the bar together.

Then one soldier supported the old man, the other easily carried the walker, and finally the one walked in front with a smile, came to the side of a Humvee in the parking lot, and respectfully opened the door for the old man: "Mr. Kevin, please get in the car, hehehe, we will definitely send you to the bed in the hotel." ”

"Yes, we can send you directly to Amarillo's house if you need to, as long as you are willing to pay the fare. ”

"I'm afraid this won't work, what if Lieutenant Mark mistakenly thinks we are deserters and informs the gendarmes to drive a helicopter to arrest us?"

Listening to the ridicule of the half-drunk soldiers, the old man, who was also a little excited, said directly: "Gendarmes, let those sissies stay away, I didn't beat them once or twice in a bar thirty years ago!"

"Hahaha, I like your character, man! If I meet you, I'll help you beat them up!" In the midst of this nonsense, the four men got on their Humvees and drove crookedly out of the bar's parking lot, and at a gallop, amidst the shouts and singing of several young soldiers, they came to the old Hans's inn that the bartender girl had spoken.

"Squeak ......" Before the brake friction sound from the Humvee's tires disappeared, the soldier driving the Humvee turned around, looked at the old man sitting in the back seat and said: "It's time to get your fat ass off my seat, we're going to rush back to the base to report, next time we have a chance to get together again, I really like you." ”

"That's a good point, thank you for the beer. At this moment, another soldier sitting next to the old man also accosted him.

"Really, that's great, I'm a little sorry, but this is the last beer in your life, if you like it!" Before the words fell, the half-drunk soldiers did not wait for them to react, looked at the old man who was about to die, and suddenly stretched out his hands like lightning, and two small daggers pierced the eyes of the Humvee driver and the neck of the soldier in the back seat respectively.

"Uh......" The driver who was stabbed in the eye socket was killed instantly, while the soldier who was stabbed in the neck opened his eyes wide in horror, staring at the old man with doubts and disbelief, not understanding why the senior in the barracks who was still talking and laughing in the last second suddenly became a ruthless death that harvested life on the next side.

"I forgot to tell you, I used to be a gendarme!" At this time, the cloudiness in his eyes disappeared completely, and when the old man said this coldly, the soldier sitting in the co-pilot seat of the Humvee finally woke up and screamed, and instinctively grabbed his waist, but unfortunately he grabbed a vacancy, and they did not wear a pistol at all when they came out to relax and vacation.

When he came to his senses, the soldier in the co-pilot, he could no longer sit in the same car with this demon dressed in the skin of an old man, so he pushed the car door in a panic and stumbled towards the old Hans's hotel, but he only rushed out three steps, and three bullets flew out of the grass on the side, and they pierced his chest accurately.

As soon as the body of the last soldier on this side fell, three people stood up in the grass on the other side, all wearing U.S. Army camouflage uniforms, looking exactly like the soldiers who had just died, the first of them holding an M9 pistol with a silencer in his hand, while the guy behind him carried several heavy boxes.

When the three men who came out of nowhere, first took pictures of the soldiers' corpses, then quickly dragged the corpses into the grass and hid them, and then came to the side of the Humvee, where the two corpses were concealed in the same way, one of the leaders asked in an old voice: "Why has it been so long?

And just now in the bar, the old man who was trembling twice when he took a step had completely changed his appearance, jumped off the Humvee with his skill, not to mention, and pulled out his walker with one hand, and sat on it with a twist of his buttocks, and said helplessly: "Nothing happened, only a little guy stared at a girl, and it was just a little delayed." ”

"Hmph, it's no different from us back then, okay, we'll take over here, you go to the truck and assemble!" said that, the leader put the pistol back into the holster, turned his head to see his subordinates pull out the dagger in the driver's eye socket, and then took a picture of the driver's face.

"Okay, I'll see you inside the base in a moment. As he spoke, three old men in camouflage uniforms got into the Humvee and drove back towards the outside of the town, while the old man who acted as a decoy carried a walker, walked a distance, and finally threw it into a bush, and then turned into a huge container truck, which had already been transformed into a mobile command center by the undead team.

The undead himself, who had a relationship with Hou Rui, was standing at the end of the container, a corner full of instruments and equipment, his eyes were fixed on a screen, and after hearing the sound of the old decoy getting into the car, he immediately ordered without raising his head: "Drive, go to the second waiting position outside the base." ”

Then, through the walkie-talkie of one of the subordinates beside the undead, the huge container truck immediately drove up, quietly left along a remote route in the town, and began to move towards a dense forest area 50 kilometers away.

An hour later, when the container truck in which the undead was sitting was still far behind, the three old men driving the Humvee had approached the periphery of the small base codenamed 1024.

According to the regulations on the construction of land-based missile silos in the United States, the 10-kilometer area around the silo is an absolutely closed military area, including cameras, anti-aircraft radars, motion sensors and artificial sentry posts, multiple means are intertwined, closely monitoring every inch of the area, once an intruder is found, the alarm of the underground base will sound, if necessary, within an hour, the rapid reaction force can arrive to support.

In addition to the increase in the number of people from the outside world, there are a full 20 army soldiers and 10 other civilian soldiers in Base 1024, and with these manpower and the underground base structure that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, 1024 itself can hold on to the attack for more than 24 hours, so to deal with such an iron turtle shell, the Saturday meeting has also designed many plans.

Not long ago, the undead snatched the Humvee in order to carry out a swift infiltration attack on Base 1024;

Therefore, when this Humvee entered the outermost camera field of view of the 1024 base, the operators of the base's defense system immediately checked the license plate and the return time of the holiday personnel, and after preliminarily confirming that it was their own vehicle, the spiked barricades hidden on the forest road and the small toys that specially pierced the tires quietly retracted into the ground.

Next, when the Humvee traveled a long distance and finally arrived at the barbed wire gate around the entire area of Base 1024, the soldier driving the car suddenly stretched his face out of the window, stretched out his tongue wantonly, and gestured a middle finger at the camera, and after laughing at the civilian soldier staring at the surveillance screen, he put his badge on the touch plate under the camera.

"Sergeant Lincoln Kab, allow access to the base. Immediately after, an electronically synthesized male voice sounded, and after completing the necessary security checks, the iron gate of the gate slowly opened, and the Humvee officially entered the range of the 1024 base.

At this time, the civilian soldier sitting in the underground operations center, after he casually pressed a button, he announced the news of the three Sergeants Lincoln driving back to the base in the channel, and informed the sentry in charge of the last line of defense.

After the corporal finished his liaison work, another colleague sitting next to him asked in a vaguely worried and confused tone, "Hey, did you just notice, Lincoln's guy looks a little strange?"

"What's strange?" asked the corporal, turning his head to look at his colleague as he took off his headset.

His face ...... Anyway, it looks a little puffy, and the expression is a little stiff. ”

"Cut, what's this! Probably one guy has drunk too much again, you don't have to worry about him, when he gets back to the barracks, his lieutenant will clean him up." ”

After listening to the corporal's answer, his colleague was relieved after a simple thought, and then went back to his own business, but unfortunately things were far from being as simple as they imagined, when the Humvee passed 5 kilometers and was about to arrive at the core area of the 1024 base, and the radar antenna of the base could already be seen through the windshield, the three people sitting in the Humvee were ready to act.

"Be careful, there's one last sentry. The soldier holding the steering wheel said lightly, completely inconsistent with his old voice, at this moment, his appearance has become very young, and he is at least more than ninety percent similar to the soldier with the knife in his eye socket, revealing a strange aura.

"Hehe, I'm already excited, this is the first time I've come close to a nuclear missile. Another person sitting in the passenger seat gently stroked an M72 portable bazooka on his lap as he spoke, and his appearance changed to that of the soldier with a knife in the neck.