The fire burned for a whole day, and there were violent explosions in it. The rock-solid secret base was reduced to a ruin, with a solid surface crumbling into the flames.

The special forces have given up the mission they were originally prepared to snipe, and they want to rush out of the fire from a passage of dozens of meters under this kind of fire, which is simply looking for death. It's better to stay in the base honestly, pray and die.

By the time the fire was completely extinguished, three days had passed. Nighthawk had learned that the other two bases in the desert had been thoroughly cleaned, and this time it was safe that none of the terrorists had escaped.

When the temperature of the fire was much cooler, Nighthawk led the people into the ruins at night, when the desert temperature was very low. All they saw was a horrific scene, like a cemetery.

It is not known what materials are contained in this base, but when the explosion came, the burning essence was fully realized, and the reinforced concrete and steel poured base was completely reduced to rubble.

Walking among the ruins, which had collapsed nearly halfway, the smell of rancid smell everywhere. The corpses of the terrorists were burned to the ground, huddled in corners, and some even showed the pain and struggle of their masters.

"Captain, counted, more than a thousand corpses. Others may be buried in the rubble and may not be found in this lifetime. After a while, the thorn came back with a black and gray face.

Nighthawk nodded, he was sure that no one would survive the fire. In such a sealed environment, if anyone can escape, then he can only be considered a god.

"Let's go, get out of here. From now on, all the past here will be left to the desert. Nighthawk took a deep look at the ground beneath his feet, and perhaps, he might never come here again.

At this moment, in the middle of the sea in South America, the small island surrounded by many islands is busy at this time. The airport on the island is constantly taking off and landing, and the luxurious Gulfstream private jet walks shrewd bodyguards and their owners.

All of the island's security measures were at an all-time high, and the ground was littered with heavily armed guards, equipped to rival the best of any country's troops.

And under the sea that people can't observe, there are still small submarines cruising back and forth, no matter what threat they want to attack from the sea, these submarines will be the first to be discovered.

On the surrounding islands, there are also fighters that go into takeoff at any time. The surrounding islands have been tightly guarded, and not even a fly can safely fly in.

The security guard is comparable to the highest security agency in a country, and in just an hour, thousands of nautical miles around it were cordoned off. Missile patrol boats are constantly patrolling the sea, and this sea area has become an iron plate.

The first thing important people who came here from all over the world were to be picked up in their cars and driven to the island's highest mountain, the royal palace on the edge of a cliff.

At this moment, in a palatial but elegant hall of the palace, there were already more than twenty people sitting at the long table. Everyone's eyes shone with a shrewdness appropriate to their age, and not a single person spoke, and the whole hall was so quiet that even a pin could be heard.

Suddenly, the door to the hall was pushed open. Two waiter-like men bowed down respectfully and gently in a Western elegant manner, and then four rather old men walked in through the door.

After seeing the four old men, all the men at the long table stood up. They looked at the four old men with respect, and obviously with their identity, they couldn't help but show their sincere respect for these four old men.

"Everyone, please take a seat, you are all distinguished guests, and it is a great honor for me to take time out of my busy schedule to be here." The first of the four old men nodded to everyone very politely, and the cuff of his outstretched right hand was embroidered with a flaming rose, which was obviously the old man's family crest.

In the Western world, there are some prominent families that have existed since ancient times. They are not on the cusp of anything, but they can manipulate the entire Western landscape. Even a candidate for the next heir to the royal family must be approved by these families, without the blessing of these families, then that candidate will never be king.

In the Western world, power games are always secured by a lot of money. And the reason why those ancient families have always been able to maintain the status of hegemon is that they control most of the resources and property.

The four old men in front of him were obviously members of these ancient families, and their cuffs were tattooed with different family crests. But what is very uniform is that on the white handkerchief that peeks out of the right pocket of their suit, there is a majestic lion with wings ready to soar into the sky.

Hearing the old man's words, all the men at the long table sat down. It was only at this moment that they nodded politely to each other and greeted each other, as if the old man did not appear before, and even talking was forbidden by them.

The four old men sat in different positions at the long table according to their different identities, and the old man with the flame rose clan emblem on his cuffs was obviously the most noble person here, and he sat at the end of the long table.

After a moment of silence, the old man said softly: "Presumably, everyone already knows what happened in the desert, and a powerful chess piece we arranged in the Eastern World has been completely destroyed. ”

The men at the long table began to whisper, and everyone's brow furrowed, some worried, some fearful, and some angry.

On the side of the wall, there stood a man trembling all over. He felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the old man speak, but he could only bow his head silently, and let the whispers he heard in his ears come to him. He is the Báb.

On such an important occasion, Babu, who once dominated the desert, was not an important person at all. He is just a faithful hound bred by these four old men, and his mission is to be a dog forever.

The old man looked at the expressions of everyone present, and after being silent for a while, he said: "Our meeting is strictly controlled, and if there is no urgent matter, we will not let you come in such a hurry." The rise of Huaxia has exceeded our expectations, and we don't care if they and the people of the United States are fighting in the dark, it is best for both countries to perish. ”

"However, the important chess pieces we arranged around Huaxia are gone, and they have been completely eliminated by the Huaxia people. This is not a simple anti-terrorism, but a premeditated removal of the dangerous hài that hinders their surroundings. Perhaps the Huaxia people have sensed our intentions, and this is a warning, and after they gave the Mi people a warning, they gave us such a warning. ”

As soon as the old man's words came out, they attracted a group of people to discuss. One of the balding men looked at the old man and asked, "The people of the rice country have temporarily chosen to endure the Huaxia people, and their current destination is the Eross." The Chinese people are making a big move at this time, is this to give us a signal? ”

If there were ordinary people in Western countries here, they would definitely exclaim, because the bald man who spoke was the leader of a famous Western country. The men sitting at the long table are almost all leaders of various countries in the Western world, and such a combination is equivalent to the entire Western world sitting together.

The old man nodded: "Gentlemen, I'm afraid this is the case. Therefore, I invite you to come here today to discuss together whether we should compromise with Huaxia or choose a tough confrontation. ”

"Confrontation, war, the threat of the Chinese is ridiculous. With their fledgling national power, do they want to challenge all the countries of our Western world? We have experienced World War I and World War II, will we still be afraid of an ancient oriental country that has been sleeping for many years? A resolute-looking man said with a fist waving.

But his words did not get anyone's approval, and everyone knows that the current world pattern is different from the past. The strength of Huaxia is witnessed by everyone, and even the powerful fighter plane of the United States has chosen to remain silent under the iron hooves of Huaxia.

Although the Western world is very strong, the combined strength is just that it can compete with the United States. Will there be a chance of winning a real conflict with the Chinese people?

"I don't want to draw any conclusions here. Whether it's war or compromise, I think it's going to be done through a test. If the Chinese man succeeds in this test, then we will compromise with them, and from then on he will be our friend in the East. If the Chinese people can't cope with this crisis, then there is no need for us to continue to be soft and unite with the people of the United States to get rid of the most threatening enemy in the Eastern world. ”

The old man who had been controlling the process of the meeting finally took a stand, and his words were very rigid, so that everyone who heard these words couldn't help but nod secretly.

If you want to be an ally of the Western world, you have to be strong. Just like the previous rice country, because the rice people are strong, they have become allies of the Western world.

However, the ultimate goal of the United States is not to become an ally, but to become the hegemon of the world. In the eyes of these countries in the West, which have strong national feelings, the United States is no longer a good ally, but a potential enemy of hegemony.

China is different, because of the different cultures, the West and the East can never merge. They will always be in two directions of the world, and such allies are much safer than the United States.

"The name I gave to the plan for this meeting is the Barbaro Project. Huaxia people, the last chance is given to you, whether you fight or fight, it depends on your ability. ”

The old man's palm fell heavily on the table, and his anger burned in all directions!