The subway has been suspended, and the usual rumbling noise overhead is finally gone. But the soldiers guarding this layer of the subway did not have much relief in their hearts, they missed the days when the subway came and went, and there was some prosperity.

Now the surroundings are dark and dreary, there is not a single light in the subway passage ahead, and it looks like some demon's cave. Just yell at it, and immediately a group of demons with swords will run out.

They also did not dare to smoke, so they could only hide their bodies in the dark. They are protecting the last secret base, which is full of big people related to Fuso's future, and they must not allow the slightest mistake. So they can only be in the company of darkness and be eternal silent watchmen.

"Listen, there's footsteps." Suddenly, a soldier stopped and said to the second lieutenant beside him with a grim face.

The second lieutenant was also alert, and he made a gesture to put everyone on alert, and immediately all those hiding in the darkness were ready for battle.

There are advanced ramparts here, all of which were built after the underground bomb shelters were used as secret bases. Originally, it was just a warning, but I didn't expect it to be used one day.

The soldiers who defended the secret base were all special forces fighters selected from the Huaxia and Fusang soldiers. After they accepted the task, they became mysterious vacuums. The so-called vacuum characters have disappeared from this world since then, and even their relatives do not know where they have gone.

They were guarding the secret base until the day they quit the unit before they could see the light of day again.

The lieutenant quickly lay on the ground, listening with his ears to the ground. It's an ancient way of telling what the faint sounds coming from the formations are. They didn't use infrared night vision devices and other things, because they were afraid of being discovered by the enemy, and this ancient way was more suitable underground.

After listening for a long time, the second lieutenant slowly got up from the ground. He made a gesture to keep everyone on guard, and then he turned to the soldier who had just spoken, "Are you sure you heard that?" ”

The second lieutenant himself did not hear it, but he had to be sure that this was an extraordinary time, and that any one oversight could lead to the whole thing. There are enemies all around, and they only have a small number of personnel to protect the secret base, and there is no room for mistakes at this time.

"Sure, I promise I heard that." The soldier also replied very seriously, and at the same time looked into the depths of darkness with solemn eyes.

The lieutenant gestured behind him again, and the whole team slowly stepped back. The second lieutenant followed at the rear, and only after everyone had retreated into the fortifications did he jump in.

There was still endless darkness ahead, but there was no sound at all, and the special forces looked at the darkness ahead with wide eyes, they were like predators at night, their eyes flashing green.

"Look, something is approaching." The lieutenant's voice was so small that it seemed like a whisper, but everyone around him heard it. There were less than twenty of them, eighteen to be exact.

Eighteen people, not even a platoon, they may face the army of the garrison headquarters, or the onslaught of countless underworld elements. The bolt of the gun was slowly pulled up, and the bullet was loaded, just waiting for the man in the darkness to come out.

In the dark passage, the faint voice sounded again, even if you listen carefully, you may not be able to hear it, but the special forces have lived in the dark for a long time, and they have long cultivated hearing beyond ordinary people.

"It's coming!" As soon as the second lieutenant finished speaking, more than twenty people dressed in black rushed out of the darkness like demons. Their arrival was silent, like ghosts, and the steel knives in their hands were deliberately dyed black, and they would not reflect in the dark.

"Disperse the fire, fight!" The automatic rifle spewed out majestic flames, and in the darkness it looked like eighteen fiery snakes flew towards the men in black. The darkness was lit up, and they received very good results, and the black-clothed people who rushed out and were about to attack like samurai were immediately beaten into a hornet's nest, and their bodies slammed into the people behind them.

The people behind them were wearing Fuso's ancient samurai masks, and they really looked like ghosts. Now the special forces finally saw why these people could come silently, because they were all wearing white cloth slippers that were close to their feet, and they were almost attached to the ground, so they didn't make a sound at all in the dark.

After the first round of counterattacks, the special forces quickly switched locations behind the ramparts. Firing in the dark has exposed their target, and although they are protected by a rampart, their long-term experience allows them to quickly change locations so as not to be locked by the enemy.

But all they had encountered so far were black-clothed men charging with cold weapons, as if they had traveled through an era, they had returned to ancient Fuso, and the unwanted samurai rushed towards the soldiers with modern equipment to the teeth with swords. It's simply looking for death, and it doesn't make any sense.

The second lieutenant shouted loudly: "Everyone pay attention to saving bullets, they all rush out single-handedly and solve them with the fewest bullets." ”

The fire of the special forces positions became more and more sparse, and the black-clad men who rushed out became fewer and fewer, as if realizing that their stupid behavior was of no use to the guarding troops, and they only occasionally appeared two people, as if they were deliberately trying to prove their existence.

"Inform the guards of the passage that the enemy is likely to have a big impact, and if we can't hold it, ask them to guard the passage. That's our last line of defense. The second lieutenant, a Fuso man, bent down toward the soldiers beside him, and finally turned his head to stare at the darkness ahead.

They don't have a lot of bullets on them, because this is just a secret base, and they don't usually encounter any attacks, so the ammunition they are equipped with is only a normal base.

But when they suddenly encountered such a city-wide disaster, they immediately seemed a little stretched. The second lieutenant counted everyone's ammunition, and each person still had two magazines, and it was no problem to take out one of the opposing companies.

"Why didn't the other party attack?" A soldier approached the second lieutenant a little strangely, it was too dark in front of him, and there was a thick smoke of gunpowder, as if it had fallen a thick fog.

"I don't know, but they have suffered a lot of casualties, and they are not sure where we are, so they probably want to find a new way to attack!" The lieutenant looked at the corpses not far from the rampart, the blood had dried up, and their masks had been shattered, revealing the still roaring faces under the masks.

"Black-Dao!" The second lieutenant looked at the corpse with disdain, for a soldier, he would not have anything to do with these underworld elements. But the big stage of politics is always ever-changing, and when a certain group is needed, even if that group is a beggar, it will appear without pressure.

The sound of a click came from the darkness, and the sound flickered and flickered, and it was impossible to tell where it was. The lieutenant's nerves tensed, for he had a premonition of danger, and that sound was a sign of danger, though he didn't know what those things were.

"Everyone is ready, the enemy may be about to attack." Just as the second lieutenant finished speaking, the dark subway was suddenly illuminated, as if the sun had been pulled into this dark place in an instant, and the front was densely packed with people.

A shrill voice came from the crowd, it wasn't the sun, and the second lieutenant shouted at the first time he heard it: "RPG, hidden." ”

Boom, boom! The explosion was transmitted between the ramparts, and several soldiers who had not had time to dodge were bombarded to pieces by rockets from close range, and internal organs and blood were spilled everywhere. The rest of the people were no better, as if they had been put in the big bell and then someone was desperately ringing the bell in their ears, and their whole heads were buzzing.

The lieutenant was a little delirious, but he tried his best to find out where the gun was. At this moment, only guns are their best friends, and only guns can keep them going.

But the members of the underworld who were beaten on the other side did not want to let these special forces come to their senses, and another round of rocket salvos was fired, and the barriers that the special forces relied on to survive were gone, and all of them turned into powder.

The second lieutenant's lower body had been blown up, and he was leaning against the half-walled barrier, blood spitting from his mouth, but he was not dead. He struggled to open his eyes, only to see a masked man cross the barrier and plunge into the chest of a soldier who writhed a few times before dying.

He also slowly lost his mind, and before his eyes were blurred by blood, he saw countless men in black stepping over his body and heading towards the last passage in front of him.

Kazuo Ryoma walked past the second lieutenant with his handkerchief over his nose, he looked at the messy battlefield, spat and said: "What a stubborn person, I should have known that I should have killed you with rockets first, Lang cost so many of my men." ”

"Team leader, the passage is here." There was an excited voice in front of me, but the answer to that excited voice was a string of bullets. There were cries of pain in the darkness, and the black-to-dark elements were killed by the soldiers hiding in the passage in a fit of extreme excitement.

Boom, the door of the passage was slammed shut, and the lights quickly illuminated it, and Kazuo Ryoma and several other small gangs walked to the gate of the passage together, only to see a dozen of his men staggering to the ground, all of whom seemed to have just been killed.

"Team leader, this door is made of titanium steel, just like the door of the bank vault, what should I do?" One of his subordinates asked Kazuo Ryoma with some hesitation, he had robbed a bank before, and knew that such a door could not even explode a C4 bomb, and this door seemed to be thicker.

"What to do? What do I do, you ask? You are all experts in all kinds of crimes, do you still want to ask me about this kind of thing? Kazuo Ryoma yelled at his subordinates angrily.

He looked sullenly at the titanium steel door in front of him, and said hatefully: "No matter what method you use, even if you find me a nuclear bomb, you will blow up here." ”