Little by little, the night was swallowing up the starlight, and the thick dark clouds finally covered the entire harbor. The faint yellow lights on the two ocean-going freighters gradually faded out, and the night slowly deepened.

In the invisible darkness, mysterious forces were agitated, and an aura of uneasiness hung over the heads of every person lurking in the darkness, who held their weapons tightly and looked at the two freighters in the distance.

Covered in camouflage camouflage, Nighthawk half-crouched on the ground, holding an infrared binocular, carefully watching the freighter's every move in the distance. No matter who the opponent is, on a night like this, he is afraid that a high-power infrared instrument will scan him.

Nighthawk put down his binoculars, turned to Jiro, who was squatting on the side with a blank face, and said, "Yes, these two ships are full of people, densely packed!" It is also the only ship like this that can carry so many people to Fuso. ”

Jiro's face was a little pale, as if he hadn't heard Nighthawk's words at all. There was a bit of confusion in his eyes, and at the end of the day, he was still asking himself if he had done anything wrong.

Telling the information to the prime minister and the Chinese people is tantamount to betraying the emperor. In fact, it didn't matter if he betrayed the emperor, he only respected the old general who sat in the garrison headquarters in his heart. The old man who is in his last years and may fall at any time is where he is worried about in his heart, he is like a father, and the light will always shroud him.

"Why sue us?" Nighthawk looked at Jiro closely, trying to guess a little bit of his mind from the young man's wooden facial expression.

"For the whole of Fuso." Jiro turned his head violently, his scarlet eyes seemed to be stained with blood. He once again saw the tragic situation when the rice people attacked D-Jing, countless comrades-in-arms fell beside him, their broken bodies with still warm hearts in the ruins struggling to advance, and those children who had lost their homes cried helplessly against the bodies of their parents who were already cold.

Scene after scene is pouring in, that is the hell on earth, that is the most cruel scene that the demon conjure. Jiro couldn't imagine that his country would have the courage to see it again in such a tragedy, so no matter who he betrayed, he had to prevent it from happening again.

"The Emperor is no longer worthy of my allegiance, and if he just wants to start a military mutiny, as a soldier, I have made it my duty to obey orders. However, he has already introduced terrorist forces into Fuso, which will make the whole situation out of control. There are so many innocent people who will die, and my hometown will burn in the flames of war. Blood stains the land red, and the desire to survive is left in everyone's eyes. This is my home, and if anyone wants to destroy my home, I will not hesitate to take up arms and fight him to the end, even if that person is the emperor. ”

Nighthawk looked at the young man quietly, he didn't know Jiro, he already knew how good this young man was from Yaksha's mouth. If a man has the courage to face an Apache gunship in a mortal situation, then his unwavering faith can defeat all the difficulties in the world, and he will be the strongest.

Nighthawk's hands were rearranged on Jiro's shoulders, as heavy as a mountain, a promise between men: "Your hometown will not fall back into war, and I swear by the honor of my soldier that Huaxia will let Fuso bloom among the cherry blossoms." Every year, Mt. Fuji is covered with snow-like cherry blossoms. ”

Jiro nodded heavily, believing Nighthawk. The man in front of him stands like Mt. Fuji in this harbor. He symbolizes peace, but when he erupts, it also brings a molten slurry of annihilation.

Nighthawk smiled slightly, turned his head, and had already turned into a decisive general: "General Lehi, has your division been deployed in place?" ”

Nighthawk stared at Lehi on the side, and Lehi suddenly felt like hundreds of sharp knives were shooting at him, and the momentum that could kill him could kill even he, an old soldier, shuddered.

"Yes, chief." Lehi's rank was lower than that of Nighthawk, only a colonel, and he looked at Nighthawk respectfully: "My 10,000 men and 10,000 men of the Guards Division have been deployed around the perimeter and firmly surrounded the harbor. General Sakamura's helicopter gunship formation is also on standby, just waiting for your order, and you can get here in twenty minutes. ”

"Good." Nighthawk turned his head and looked at the freighter in front of him: "These damn terrorists first destroyed an ancient city of several hundred years in our western frontier, and now they want to go to Fusang to take care of our family affairs. Wherever there is trouble in this world, these grandsons are indispensable, since this is the case, let them taste our power again. ”

"Inform the helicopter formation, set sail immediately, and in twenty-five minutes the first round of attacks must be launched on the two freighters." Nighthawk waved his hand down, signaling that the battle had officially begun.

Lehi quickly passed the order, and in the darkness, the faint sound of a telegram sounded. The satellite phone floated into the microphone of the commander of the helicopter formation who was waiting at the airport with the words of the herald, and twenty hovering helicopters immediately took off and flew mercilessly towards the port of Yokohama with weapons that could destroy it.

In the darkness of the night, a small detachment quickly approached the Nighthawk. Along the way, the soldiers guarding gave way, and they were like the elves of the night, cloaked in black death and returned to the deeper darkness.

Yaksha was wet, his one-piece wetsuit highlighted his proud figure, and the distinct muscles were what every man aspired to achieve, but these were just the most ordinary signs on Yaksha.

The frogman detachment cleared the realm, and went to the back to change clothes, and Yaksha squatted beside Nighthawk with a wicked smile on his face: "Captain, this time it's really ruthless." Each person carried twenty kilograms of TNT explosives, all buried under two freighters. Even without a helicopter, 600 kilograms of explosives could have sunk them all to the bottom to feed Wang Ba. ”

Yaksha's laughter is very lighthearted, TNT is the king of explosives, a high-explosive that terrorist groups all over the world deserve to have, and Nakshatra's favorite. Explosives equivalent to the yield of aerial bombs are placed at the bottom of the freighter, and no matter how strong the freighter is, it cannot withstand the power of TNT.

The hard steel will explode on both sides like banana chips, and a large amount of sea water will rush into the freighter, and according to normal calculations, the two freighters will sink to the bottom of the sea in half an hour. Even without the helicopter gunship attack, these two freighters would have been doomed to scrap.

Before attacking, Nighthawk had already calculated the pattern of the attack. There would be a big battle coming up, and he didn't want his troops to lose anything against the mighty Mi people. Then in the face of the terrorist army hiding in the freighter like a turtle in the urn, the most suitable means is to explode.

I don't know if Babu will vomit blood when he hears the news, and his most elite troops are about to go to hell without even setting foot on the land of Fuso.

But Nighthawk would tell him that this is the cruelty of modern warfare, and that this is the cruelty of warfare guided by high-tech weapons and stratagem. If terrorism wants to go against the great China, there is no chance of winning at all.

Now all the people are waiting, waiting for the helicopter to arrive. When helicopter gunships rain down tons of bombs, that will be the signal for a general offensive.

Jinsha's brow was throbbing, he didn't sleep, he stood on the deck with his hands on the railing. I don't know what's wrong, he always has a very bad feeling, this feeling has also been when he attacked Huaxia before, and it is very accurate every time.

He didn't want to have such a premonition, because it was a sign of failure. He can't afford to fail anymore, his friends are dead, his most respected general is still waiting for his good news, he can't afford to fail again.

"Sir, what are you thinking?" The wolf has come to the back of the golden sands at some point, and since he got the mutation of the drug, all the functions of his body are almost close to that of the beast. So when he got closer, he didn't even notice that Jinsha had crawled out of the pile of dead people.

"Nothing, look at the sea. In our hometown, we never see the sea. Jin Sha sighed and looked at the sea in front of him, the waves were surging, like endless rolling blood waves, and those brothers who died in battle waved at him in the waves.

"The wind is strong at night, you better rest early, maybe tomorrow we will attack D-Jing, the army needs you." Sky Wolf is telling the truth, in this life he has only really complimented two people, Jinsha is one.

Golden Sands turned his head and looked straight at the wolf. Actually, he doesn't like this guy, and the people in the Cheetah Commando are basically crazy and perverted. They are either murderers or psychopaths, and the guy in front of them is a monster that has evolved with medicine. Jinsha only believes in obeying the heroes who fight with a knife and a shot on the battlefield, and he has always hated perverts.

But today I don't know what's going on, looking at the sky wolf has an indescribable kindness. The cold feeling came from the palm of his hand, and the wolf's head-shaped waist was firmly held in the palm of his hand, the only thing left by his good friend Yingbu.

"Sky Wolf, if we all die tomorrow, will you regret coming to this damn place?" Sands asked, glaring.

"No, it won't." The Celestial Wolf replied very cheerfully: "I will be very happy, sir, you must not know how painful it is for a person to be so strong that it is very difficult to even die, right?" If someone could shoot me in the head with his own hands and put an end to that pain, I would be very grateful to him. ”

Jin Sha was stunned, this was the most ridiculous answer he had ever heard, who would treat death as if he were home? He saw a smile on the wolf's lips, and it was a truly fearless smile.

There seemed to be a whole dark cloud coming in the sky, and under such a thick black cloud, it still looked so distinct.

"It's going to rain, it's really a country where the weather changes very quickly." Jin Sha looked at the dark cloud and felt that it was drifting a little faster.

"It's a helicopter." The wolf cried out in terror, "We have been attacked. ”