Nighthawk's hand was like a sudden flash of lightning in the night, slashing at the angry eyes of the team. The angry soldiers, who had long been stimulated by the beast in front of them, rushed out one by one. Like a blooming flower, it scattered and separated.

Cheetah-like speed is almost the biggest cost for them to kill enemies easily. Such a short distance was only a matter of an eye for them, almost as soon as the front foot left the hidden passage of invisibility. The fingers were not controlled by the brain, and the trigger that had been pre-pressed for a long time was fiercely pulled.

The bullet carried all the anger of the soldiers and pierced the bodies of the stunned beasts in front of them. The mercenaries were beaten into a sieve by an emergency long shot at close range, almost unconscious. Corpses were bombarded everywhere. The bullets drove their bodies to fly a lot of distances at close range, and only a few heavy ones could not escape the effect of gravity, and could only roll on the ground like a gourd.

Nighthawk stepped on the face of the mercenary leader, who had just looked so proud and had a sharp knife in his hand, and he pressed hard under his feet. The heavy leather boots made a mark on the mercenary's face, and the guy howled like a pig.

"Say, Who sent you?" Nighthawk withdrew his foot and kicked the mercenary so hard that the poor guy immediately shrank into a ball of shrimp, and even breathing was a luxury in pain.

He was shot in both leg joints. Nighthawk deliberately didn't kill him, but just made him incapacitate from fighting and acting, in order to get some information out of this guy's mouth. He didn't want to be robbed of his jackpot all day long. It's a very unpleasant thing.

The mercenary twisted for a long time, and suddenly laughed, laughing so strangely, but extremely tragic. He glared at Nighthawk viciously and said, "If you want to kill your grandfather, hurry up and do it, if you are a good man." Hmph, I want to ask half a word, you are dreaming. ”

"You deserve to be called a hero, do you want to die?" Nighthawk smiled sinisterly, lifting his foot and stomping heavily on the bleeding wound in his knee. Don't forget to turn the soles of your feet twice.

The mercenary screamed and raised his upper body, but the great pain immediately made him lose his strength, and he just cursed indiscriminately: "You bastard, Lao Tzu is going to kill you." You don't die well. ”

Nighthawk just looked at him with a sneer, but his feet were even harder. After stepping on it for a while, seeing that the mercenary on the ground was about to collapse, Nighthawk finally put down his foot and asked in a tone like a blizzard in winter, "Have you thought about it?" Say it. ”

Without the pressure of pain, the mercenary felt that the whole person was relaxed, and his body was drained of strength by the cold sweat that kept flowing, and even the movement of his fingers would affect the pain in the lower half of his body. It turns out that death is just like that, except that before death, the sinful soul is judged by the living.

The mercenary smiled miserably, and looked at Nighthawk with great difficulty, his eyes full of nostalgia and determination: "Hmph! Looks like I'm not going to survive. But if you want to get this information from me, you don't think about it. His eyes suddenly looked at Nighthawk with deep meaning, and he laughed loudly: "You won't end well!" ”

Suddenly, laughter erupted, and the mercenary foamed at the mouth and tilted his head to the side quickly.

"Oh no, he's poisoned!" Nighthawk stepped forward and pried open the mercenary's mouth, he didn't want this guy to die like this before he got the information. A strong smell of medicine came, and Nighthawk let go of the mercenary's body and stood up helplessly.

"Potassium cyanide, this guy is going to die. That's more than enough to poison two elephants! Nighthawk was a little disappointed, and he vaguely felt that what the mercenary had said to him at the end was a very bad omen.

Lately he's been feeling his sixth sense special, especially when it comes to bad luck. I couldn't help but feel my heart beating, and I didn't know what terrible things would happen to me.

"Captain, come and see, isn't this guy Lao Zhou's bodyguard?" Nighthawk turned his head and saw Mengfei already squatting on the ground, with a man in black who had his eyes gouged out and was dying in his arms.

Walking briskly to the front, Nighthawk carefully recognized. Although the eyes were horribly blood-red, the flesh was turned out, and the two eye sockets were hollow and had no substance. But by virtue of his appearance and figure, Nighthawk can roughly identify that this is Lao Zhou's bodyguard, or the bodyguard who handed him water.

Unexpectedly, meeting here turned out to be a life-and-death parting, and Nighthawk couldn't help but sigh at the ups and downs of life. I want to be high-spirited and break into Fusang together. But now the hero is lonely, and he is killed here like a dog. I couldn't help but feel sad and emotion to the people who knew this bodyguard at the scene.

The bodyguard seemed to sense the arrival of the nighthawk, and slowly groped in the void with trembling hands. Nighthawk knew what he wanted, and grabbed the bodyguard's big hand covered in dirt and blood, and held it tightly in his palm. Use the warmth of your own life to soothe the dying heart of this former comrade-in-arms.

The bodyguard seemed to have caught the last thing in the world, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, but on his terrifying face now, it looked extremely gloomy.

The bodyguard used all his strength to point to the side of the corner of the house, and said weakly, "Nighthawk... Brother....... Lao Zhou ....... save! Suddenly, Nighthawk felt the big hand in his hand suddenly fall. Slammed into the dirty ground covered with sand.

After confessing his last words and completing his mission, the bodyguard was smiling until he died. It seems that he didn't care about his life and death at all, and he only had Lao Zhou's existence in his life.

Mengfei gently put the bodyguard's body to the ground, and Da Niu had already carried the other body over, so that the two bodyguards who were at least colleagues in their lives walked side by side. They all died for Lao Zhou, and even now Nighthawk doesn't know their real names, and can only summarize their lives in the words of bodyguards, two popular words.

No one knows the origin of these bodyguards who followed the down-and-out old Zhou. But everyone was in awe of them, starting with Nighthawk, everyone took off their hats and gave a solemn salute to the bodyguards who didn't know if they could be called martyrs.

"Captain. What did he say before he died! Looking at the mess all over the ground, Nighthawk was stunned, and suddenly heard the reminder of the big bull, and couldn't help but look at the side of the bodyguard's finger just now.

It was an open space, nothing was piled up, and it looked fairly flat. However, it seems that the flatness is a bit too much. Nighthawk walked quickly to the wall in three steps and two steps, and looked closely.

In fact, this place is no different from other places, the unique blue brick paving in the last century, even the walls are paved with green bricks. The antiquity and mystery of this abandoned building are evident everywhere.

Maybe it's been abandoned for a long time, and there is sand and dust everywhere, and it's all over the ground.

"Wait! Right! Dust, it's dust! Nighthawk cried out in surprise suddenly, and beneath his feet, a square floor of many bluestone bricks was not dusty at all, in stark contrast to the decadent scene around him. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to notice this subtle change.

Nighthawk crouched down and tapped his fingers lightly on the small piece of ground. A crisp "knock knock" sound followed, and it was clear that it was empty underneath.

Nighthawk happily took out the knife from his bosom, tried to find the gap, and slashed down, hardly cocking the bluestone slab as cover.

It was dark below, and the bluestone slab that had been pried open revealed only an even darker passage. Overhead, I don't know what kind of electricity was used to generate electricity, the soft light passed over Nighthawk's body, and it could only slightly illuminate a little gap in front of me, and I couldn't even see it from afar.

Nighthawk put away his sword, pulled out his tactical lamp, and was about to go down. His arm suddenly tightened, and Nighthawk looked back in surprise to find that it was the big bull who was holding him with a worried face.

"Captain, I'll go first! I don't know anything about the following, it's too dangerous. Da Niu's worries are palpable. After returning from country R, he has already regarded this captain, who is his own age, as a big brother. Da Niu is a person who is happy with hatred, and the things he recognizes will not change for a lifetime, and at this moment, seeing the Nighthawk in danger, he can't help but worry about him.

Nighthawk was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he thought it was the honest black bear who had returned to his side, reminding him to stay safe.

But the vague scene immediately turned into a big cow again, Nighthawk smiled, and took away the big cow's big hand: "Don't worry, if someone wants to kill me in this world, it will definitely not be him!" ”

Ignoring the bull's nagging, Nighthawk jumped down, and his body instantly disappeared into the darkness. Turning on the tactical lamp in his hand, a miserable white light pierced the darkness and illuminated a large area.

This passage is supposed to be an escape route for this abandoned base. In the past, the quality of the project was very high, and after so many years, the escape passage built next to the sewer was not even stained with any water.

The passage is very narrow, and it is already very reluctant for two people to pass guò at the same time. It seems that the design is destined to be good, and those who can go from this path are valuable big people. Those characters who can only be cannon fodder can only stay here forever like the two bodyguards above.

Although the range of the tactical light is relatively far, there is still no end in sight, and Nighthawk is in a hurry, so he can't help but speed up his pace and rush forward.

After running for five minutes, the road ahead suddenly opened up, and the passage that could only accommodate one person suddenly became much wider. The feeling of depression in the narrow passage for a long time also disappeared as the road widened.

"Stop, don't move, you'll shoot!" In the darkness, a deep voice suddenly came out, fluttering and flickering, like a ghost, making it unpredictable to know his specific location, and even a little unreal.

Nighthawk was startled, even if this voice became so pale, it would never be forgotten, and he couldn't help but shout: "Old Zhou, is it you?" ”

"Nighthawk?" The voice in the darkness trembled, and then, a pale and haggard face slowly appeared in the light of the nighthawk, and the nighthawk was pleased to find that he was Lao Zhou.

Two more chapters to wait! Morning or afternoon more! There are little things to do! Sorry guys!