Rows of machines and rows of people emit black smoke, and perhaps the people who built these machines and warriors would never have thought of it. They have made such a great invention of war, but as long as there is war, human wisdom will never end.

The Fuso people can rely on their technological development to create these people who can face the cruel battlefield, and they may be very proud. But they didn't expect that the Huaxia people could use their ingenuity to transform existing weapons, and they could still defeat high-tech weapons.

Nighthawk silently watched these people emitting billowing black smoke, and didn't know what to say for a while. This is the ugliness of human beings, and perhaps if you want to achieve permanent peace, there can only be one person in the world who has the right to speak. As long as there are other ideas, humanity will never be able to attain true peace.

"Keep going, I'm sure it's not that far from Carson now." Nighthawk followed Da Niu and the others to the front, and the large-caliber weapons opened the way, and on the next way, they encountered a team of machine people like this group of machine people.

In total, more than 300 machines were scrapped, and the people brought by Nighthawk and Buren also suffered great losses. After all, it is in a closed space against the machine with dense firepower, even if they want to use the advantages of the special forces to dodge, it is impossible. At most, he can only hide behind his comrades, but who would be so shameless as this.

The wider they walked, the more they finally came to the top of a huge processing plant, after eliminating the sixth group of Kiqì people they had seen.

Nighthawk looked down in shock, all the sounds of gold and iron that he had heard before came from here. Countless people are going through the assembly line one by one, and the crazy Fuso people are really using the assembly line to make these lethal weapons. This is a very crazy move, because they could make an army in a day.

If the base 1,500 meters underground is already an exaggeration, then the processing plant that Nighthawk sees now is no longer an exaggeration. Densely packed with people are stacked neatly in the distance, perhaps waiting for the final processing. Roughly counted, there are at least more than 30,000 people here, and they don't know what the Fusang people do, and how they are so good at making holes like mice.

Most of the men had already taken shape and had weapons installed. This is an arsenal, and a day's production is enough to supply Carson's army. It's no wonder that Carson is trying to hide the secrets here, because what he may get is a huge treasure trove, a treasure trove that allows him to destroy all his political enemies and opponents and dominate the country on his own.

At that point, it was up to Carson to continue to look at Babu's face and act on his own merits. It's no wonder he'll send a bunch of Mechs to the desert to kill Carson directly, to show that he's no longer the guy he used to be who had to follow other people's orders.

"Captain, it's too scary here, isn't it? How dangerous would it be for so many people to be released from the game? The military stabbed his tongue and said.

"Not a single machine here has gone to the ground, because today they will end up like the people who made them, and all of them will be ruined here." Nighthawk stared coldly at a plaza in front of him, where the main building of the underground factory was located.

"Attack there, Carson and the Dragon Snake Family Master must be hiding there." Nighthawk pointed at his hand, and everyone's attention was fixed on the white building.

If you look carefully with a telescope, you can see that there are dense bullet holes. There should be no troops stationed there, and although the bulky people are powerful, they can't fit into that kind of building at all. The people hiding in there must be the most elite guards of the Dragon Snake family, and perhaps Carson's cronies.

"Leave it to us." The big cow has been completely addicted. He held the Vulcan cannon in one hand as he reloaded the magazine. Then he laughed and led his team forward, where there was a gloom ahead, and death awaited them.

"Hit, kill the bastard inside." The bull roared violently, and in an instant, all the Vulcan cannons fired. Bullets like small missiles slammed into the surface of the building, and countless fragments of the explosion poured directly into the muzzle of the machine gun.

Even if those buildings were sturdy, all made of titanium, they might be able to hold back a wave of attacks. But under the strafing of large-caliber machine guns, it will soon be full of holes like the surface of the moon.

The bull fired frantically at the building, the ten-centimeter-long bullet casings bouncing happily at his feet. He is like a god of war who has been reborn from the ashes, and at the moment he wakes up, no one in this world is invincible.

Step by step, they approached, and the people in the building were so suppressed that they didn't even have a chance to fight back. There were so many bullet holes, but not a single gun fired a single bullet from it.

"High-explosive grenades, buy them time to get closer there." Nighthawk roared and rushed forward with dozens of people, and under the cover of the strong firepower of the bull, he didn't have to think about being blocked at all.

Boom, boom, dozens of high-explosive grenades landed in front of the building, and the huge blast energy made the entire ground tremble. The heat caused the sturdy building to begin to distort, and fire began to emerge from its interior.

"Everyone is rushing, and the people inside definitely have no room to fight back." Nighthawk roared and picked up his gun, and for a moment the whole square was crowded, rushing towards the building, and guns of various models and calibers greeted the building mercilessly.

The people who had been suppressed and cruel for a long time no longer cared about it, and the shadow of death has been with them since they came to this underground. Countless companions have died in this underground, and now is the time to avenge their fellow comrades.

The distance of more than 100 meters was almost instantaneous, and the leading Nighthawk and the others kicked open the sturdy door. When you enter the door, you will find that there are guards all over the place.

They were not made like this by the modified Vulcan cannon of Da Niu and others, but by the huge earthquake of just dozens of high-explosive grenades. I saw that many people had even foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground and couldn't get up, and even if they could move, they couldn't hold their guns tightly, so they could only watch in horror as the crowd rushed into the house, and they were powerless to resist.

"Kill them all." Nighthawk is like a demon who kills, too many people are dying here today, and he has no mercy to continue. The automatic rifle in his hand spat out angry projectiles, and one head after another was shot through under his gun.

In the blink of an eye, there were few living people left in the room, and Carson was falling to the ground convulsively, and in a wheelchair beside him, a handsome old man with the same look of pain on his face. Obviously, the shock of the high-explosive grenade just now was too great for them, and they had not recovered from the fluctuation at the moment.

Nighthawk walked slowly up to Carson, kicked away the pistol he was holding, and looked at him with a sneer, "General Carson, let's meet again." ”

A large crowd poured into the room, and Bren stared at Carson without saying a word. She had thought of a thousand conversations after meeting Carson, but now that she saw this man, she couldn't say a word.

After a long time, the terrifying shock caused by the high-explosive grenade to the human body in the room slowly subsided, and Carson's nostrils and the corners of his eyes were bleeding, looking hideous and terrifying, completely lacking the usual majesty of the high. The head of the Dragon and Snake family on the side was similar, his calm expression was gone, and he didn't speak for a long time in the face of many guns pointed at his head.

"Is that you?" Carson smiled bitterly, looked at Bren and said, "I should have guessed a long time ago that the one who killed my three sons was my most precious daughter." You're an avenger, you're here to avenge your mother. ”

Bren shook his head: "Not only to avenge her, but also to avenge the fact that I was born into this ugly family." You've hurt me so much, you've hurt this country too much, you're .........."

Brun choked up and couldn't say anymore, she could kill her brother with her own hands, and she could mercilessly plan how to kill her father. But when she really saw her father who gave birth to her and raised her, she couldn't do that.

Brun turned his head, in a trance, and looked at Nighthawk as if asking for help: "Let him go quickly, I can't do anything .......... me." ”

After saying that, Bren hurried away, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. This is really a cursed family, and the people of this family are not exchanged for fun, but all endless sadness.

Nighthawk sighed, then smiled and crouched down in front of Carson, "General Carson, you know why we're here, right?" ”

Carson glared at Nighthawk viciously, like a hungry wolf ready to feed, "I really didn't expect that the two times in my life I was captured was at the same hand. Mr. Nighthawk, give it a good time, the winner is king, and the loser is the loser. ”

Nighthawk shook his head coldly, and said mockingly: "The winner must have the right to be the winner, if you want to die happily, you can tell me some secrets, and I will fulfill you." ”

"What's the secret?" Carson glared at Nighthawk.

"The secret of the Báb." Nighthawk said.

Carson's eyes suddenly bloomed with a vicious look, and the corners of his mouth smiled coldly, "Okay, you can go under the floor of my desk and find a safe." The secrets of the Báb are all there. ”

Carson said hatefully, "I hope you can make him die worse than I do." ”

Nighthawk looked at the desperate hungry wolf, and he was going to viciously pull a few people on his back before he died. Carson could have been a powerful general in the T country, living his life at ease.

It was because of the presence of the Báb that he got to where he is today. So at the last moment of his life, he also had to put the shackles of death on Babu, although he couldn't see how Babu died, but he knew that with the character of the Chinese people, he would never let Babu's poisonous snake live for too long.

"Give me a good time!" Carson silently closed his eyes, a relieved smile on his lips.