The thorn rushed over first, excitedly uncovering the top box.

A handful of shiny AK47s lay on their backs in the hay, looking shiny and covered in the butter of the maintenance weapons.

Several people worked around, opening one box after another, looking for the most suitable weapon for themselves. Not to mention, there are really a lot of things, most of the weapons are from the former Soviet Union, there are AK47 rifles, which are also the favorite weapons of war-poor countries around the world.

It is cheap, stable in performance, and powerful in firepower, and is an enduring magic weapon for various countries. It's just that the recoil of this gun is large, and my country has also imitated many weapons based on this gun, such as the most famous Type 56, which everyone has used and thinks there is nothing unusual.

There are also a number of other American weapons, including the M16, a Vietnam War veteran, a small-caliber rifle made of steel, aluminum, and composite materials produced in the modern era of the United States. It was the main weapon of the US military in the 80s, but the stability of the gun was not good, it was particularly squeamish, and no one liked it.

Black Bear also found his favorite M240 general-purpose machine gun inside, this big guy is big and heavy, no one cares about it, but Black Bear is a brute force, carrying it as if playing, Nighthawk knows that the M240's firepower is powerful, and the caliber of 7.62 mm can tear through a nearby obstacle. It is strong fire support, and with this machine gun, the odds of victory are increased by one percent.

In addition, there are some M33 defensive grenades, Russian RGD-5 grenades, in the box at the bottom, everyone also accidentally found an RPG bazooka, which broke everyone's coke.

Although in the past, everyone looked down on this thing, RPG is known as a poor man's weapon, can not be guided, the accuracy is very low, but in such a close range of killing, with it, it is tantamount to one more magic weapon to win, and their current weapon does not have heavy fire support, although there is a general-purpose machine gun, but under the intensive fire suppression and scattered attacks of the killers, multiple weapons of mass destruction, at least can also play a deterrent role.

This guy was put away by the military thorn grinning, threatening to blow up a few more turtle grandsons, looking at his grinning slut, Yaksha swallowed his saliva. Who knows what bad this kid is holding back.

The last few crates were filled with TNT and C4 explosives. This made Nighthawk very happy, and he really wanted to do anything. With so much explosives combined, half a mountain could be leveled. To deal with a few little devils, they all feel a little useless, Yaksha picked up the explosives, and muttered that it would be cheaper for you little devils, Lang Fei is such a good explosive.

Nighthawk turned his head to see Doro's expression, and it just so happened that Doro was looking at them.

Seeing Nighthawk's inquiring eyes, he hurriedly said, "These are Matsumoto's weapons, and the last time I intercepted his goods, I secretly kept a little bit and moved them all here." Ye suddenly said, "It turns out that you have been prepared, you have prepared for today's evacuation." Doro laughed when he heard it, "I've been an intelligence agent for so long, living in black and white every day, and if I'm not careful, I'll die without a place to be buried." So my mind is the best, move one step, and I'm ready for the next 10 steps. ”

"Bragging" several people said in unison, and Doro just laughed and ignored their white eyes. But Nighthawk knew that he didn't brag, people who could survive in such a harsh environment, they couldn't do without this skill, he once sat undercover when he was in the SWAT team, and at that time he was undercover in a drug cartel group, he could understand that loneliness, and he was afraid that he would expose himself by talking in his sleep, and what a lot of psychological pressure a person would have to bear.

Everyone quickly picked up their weapons, almost two long guns and a pistol per person, because the guns were wiped with oil to protect the gun, several people had to bring cloths to disassemble the guns and wipe them slowly.

Only Black Bear only took a machine gun, that guy was too powerful in firepower, and there were a lot of bullets, so there was really no need to carry an extra gun, so he only wore a large-caliber Sand Eagle pistol. Then he was busy loading his bullets, and after a while, he turned around, and there were two large strings of bullets hanging diagonally on his body, and the armed belt around his waist was also full of bullets, and he picked up his machine gun and put on his helmet, how did he look like Rambo in the first drop of blood.

The military thorn next to him said that the black bear can still be so handsome. The black bear scratched his head embarrassedly, and just giggled.

Only the monkey is unhappy, everyone has a weapon in hand, but he, a sniper, just doesn't have a sniper rifle, it seems that he still has to rely on himself to grab it, and he can't help but sigh.

The military stabbed over and kicked him in the ass, and said angrily, "It's strange that Matsumoto didn't know that we had snipers, but didn't he send a guy to the door later, today it depends on whether your kid has planted it, otherwise I will call the mine to grab it back for you." ”

The monkey was not happy when he heard this, and said unconvinced, "Isn't it just a gun, you see I'll snatch it back and show you." The military thorn was on the side, and finally mobilized the enthusiasm of this kid.

After a busy time. Everyone was ready for battle, and there were many guns, Nighthawk commanded everyone to take them out, fill them with bullets, wipe the guns clean, put an extra magazine next to each gun, and then put them at multiple firing points in the room, he thought that if the gun in his hand ran out of bullets, in the case of not having time to change the magazine, he could still get the gun and continue to shoot while moving, forming a constant point of fire.

At the same time, it can also be a good way to confuse the enemy, so that the opponent does not know how many people he has, and does not dare to attack blindly, which can also buy more time for his side.

Busy a qiē. Nighthawk asked Yaksha to go around to set up a firepower net, and told him to be sure to hide and make sure to blow up a few more devils, Yaksha laughed in his mouth, and even said Captain, don't worry, Nighthawk marked the enemy's possible attack route on the simple map, and asked his firepower network to cover these places as much as possible, and more than one layer, to hit the opponent's living force at multiple levels.

After setting up the perimeter, the entire villa was also equipped with explosives, and when they evacuated, the entire house was blown up. Yaksha agreed and jumped out with the explosives on his back, but Nighthawk was afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to be alone, so he called a mine to follow him. The mine promised to chase it out.

Everything was set up, everyone went their separate ways, and only Nighthawk and Doro were left in the basement. Nighthawk turned to look at Doro, who looked at Nighthawk calmly.

"Where's the nuclear bomb?" Nighthawk suddenly asked, and Dora on the other side was still calm, as if nothing could touch his heart now, he opened his mouth, smiled, and said, "I knew you would ask, can't you wait until we are safe?" ”

"No, after this battle, I don't know who will survive, I don't want to have no answer by then, this is my task, and it's yours."

Doro nodded: "Okay, I tell you, the nuclear bomb is still on the dock, the iron pier by the dock." You see one of them, painted red, in a container in the water below. ”

Nighthawk nodded, changed his expression and said, "After today, can we still meet again?" Doro smiled very freely and said, "What if you see it, what if you don't see it, if you can, I really want to have a few drinks with you, but we are all people with a mission, in this life, it can only be like this, it doesn't matter, there is the next life, when everyone gets together again, we must drink a few glasses." Nighthawk looked at the arrogant Doro, and his body was instantly ignited by his words, "Yes, in the next life, I will wait for you." The two looked at each other and smiled. Nighthawk said, "Show me the tunnel, while there's still time." Doro walked up to Nighthawk and pointed behind him, "The tunnel is there. Nighthawk turned to see the row of wine racks behind him, and he didn't understand Doro's words, and looked at him blankly. Doro didn't explain, but walked over to the wine rack and pulled down a barrel leaning against the wall, and Nighthawk leaned over to take a look.

After the barrel was removed, a secret door was revealed, and who would have thought that there would be a secret door behind the barrel. Nighthawk lamented that Carson was an old fox. Buying a house has already thought of a place to escape, it's really a cunning rabbit, but it's a pity that he didn't use it himself, but he cheapened them.

The two of them worked together to remove the wine rack, and there was a secret door made of earth behind it, even if the wine rack was removed, if you didn't pay attention to it, it would be difficult to find it, which showed how well he did his secrecy.

The secret door was only half a person high, and when he pushed it open, there was a fresh smell of earth inside, proving that the air inside was sufficient, and Nighthawk bent down and walked in, and Doro behind him also came in with him. Nighthawk turned on the flashlight, it was a straight tunnel, straight down, about 20 degrees of slope, the stone steps were paved with stones, proving that the original amount of work was not very small.

Nighthawk walked along the ramp for a while, and soon went down to the bottom of the mountain, the road below was relatively flat, it seemed that it had been out of the range of the mountain, and after walking more than twenty meters, a ladder appeared in front of him, about two people high, Nighthawk climbed up, pushed open the secret door overhead, climbed out, and looked up to find himself in the woods.

There is a highway ahead, and there is a cliff on the side of the road.

This passage is really useful, Nighthawk sighed, if it can be used well, everyone will not be in danger. Looking at his surroundings, Nighthawk stepped back in, closed the secret door overhead, and walked down the tunnel with Doro back into the basement.

Closing the secret door of the mountain, Nighthawk smiled easily, knowing that he was not fighting to the death, but that there was still a way back, people's mood would always be much easier. After all, there is always a glimmer of hope.

The two of them followed closely to the living room, to see that everyone's preparations were basically done, and the explosives on the periphery of the Yaksha were also arranged, and at this time they were fiddling with the explosives in front of the window and door, and the lines were connected together, and they were basically invisible after being carefully camouflaged by him.

Nighthawk looked at the sky outside the house, which was gradually brightening, beckoned the monkey and the mine to come, and told them to go to the bottom of the mountain to hide, and before the enemy came, they must hide themselves, and the two of them agreed, and carefully stepped out of the door, and ran down the woods down the mountain with their weapons.

Look at their backs and the fiery red that slowly rises in the sky. Everyone waited quietly for the passage of time. Only the red glow on the horizon indicates that the new day will be sunny.