In the underground hall of the factory, Jian Cheng had already helped Ling Fei's mother and son to leave, "Jiang Hua" slowly took off his sunglasses, and he was really bald.

The commander suddenly said, "Bring people up!" ”

The bald head frowned, who else?

Another wounded and dying man was dragged up, and the widow stepped forward and pinched the man's chin and lifted his head: "Is it the man you have seen?" ”

The bald heart was sinking little by little, and he had already recognized that this guy who was tortured to the point of not being humanoid turned out to be Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi is also considered to be the group of people who have a hard life, and they can still survive to this day in the hands of the Tianlong Army, and it is really not easy to live.

At the same time that he recognized Lin Zhi, Lin Zhi also recognized him.

"Brother Dong, I didn't expect to see you here." Lin Zhi showed a miserable smile.

The widow stared at him and snapped, "Is that the one you've ever seen?" ”

That person naturally refers to Jiang Hua, and Lin Zhi has seen Jiang Hua's true face.

The widow urged, "We promised you that if you get this done right, we will not be blamed for your past and send you away." ”

Lin Zhi glared at his bald head and said, "He's not!" He's imposting! ”

The faces of the commander, the chief, the rich man, and the widow all changed in unison, and at this moment, the lights of the entire hall were all extinguished.

The widow exclaimed in surprise almost without thinking about it: "The grassroots empire, it must be the grassroots empire." ”

Anyone in the Celestial Dragon Army, as long as they mention the grassroots empire, there is a fear from the heart.

The bald head took advantage of the black two punches to knock down the mercenary next to him, grabbed a gun, and ran towards the gate.

And the most amazing thing is that the remote mirror image of the three commanders has also been interrupted, and at this moment, the headquarters of the Burning Sun Star controls the center, and all the stereoscopic screens are red, and the staff turned back in horror: "The grassroots empire has cut off the power transmission system of the factory. At the same time, he also captured the image number of the three of you through the guò restoration program, and is now using an unknown programming language to enter our remote transmission system and invade us. ”

The commander, the chieftain, and the rich man were all stunned, and the commander muttered, "Can he invade our headquarters?" ”

The staff immediately pressed on the screen in a flurry of clicks: "The estimated time will arrive in 21 minutes and 51 seconds, we can't organize him, as for the consequences of the invasion." We also can't assess it. ”

In fact, Jiang Hua is far less powerful than his mother, don't look at this more than thirty years later, if his mother is on the Golden Eagle Flying Ship, now the staff can no longer explain it, and all the screens are estimated to be paralyzed.

The commander decisively ordered: "Cut off all transmission channels, and never allow the grassroots empire to enter our headquarters." ”

The staff hesitated: "But the widow is still on the rose star, if we cut off her ......"

He didn't finish his sentence, because the leader had already pulled out a pistol and shot him in the head with a "bang". Blood splattered suddenly.

"Who else has questions?" The commander looked around coldly, and all the staff quickly turned around and went back to work.

The leader put away his pistol: "What about the widow now?" ”

The commander gritted his teeth and said, "Inform the fleet of Rose Star to take off and prepare to attack." ”

This time, even the leader couldn't help but be surprised: "That's the Golden Elephant Battleship and the Golden Eagle Flying Ship of the Federal Government." ”

The commander said coldly: "As long as the widow can drag Ling Fei's mother and son, they will not leave, and they will not dare to put away the launch module, our fleet will always attack, and the grassroots empire will not be able to run." ”

The leader thought about it, and could only nod silently. Because that's the only way to leave the grassroots empire behind.

Almost at the same time, the officer on the Golden Elephant turned around: "Sir." Reconnaissance satellites have spotted that several of the Draconian forces have lifted into the air, and the target is coming towards us. ”

The middle-aged man was also a little uneasy: "Don't close the launch capsule and turn on the space defense system." ”

On the other Golden Eagle flying ship, Xiao Zhou finally interrupted Jiang Hua's anti-heaven operation: "The spaceship of the Tianlong Force is flying towards us. ”

Jiang Hua was a little puzzled: "Isn't that a small spaceship that this flying ship can't deal with?" ”

Xiao Zhou gritted his teeth and said: "Li Dalong, they haven't come out yet, we can't turn off the launch module, and we can't turn on the light-speed engine." ”

Jiang Hua couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity." ”

The uncle couldn't help but say, "What's the pity?" ”

Jiang Hua said: "I am tracking the headquarters of the Tianlong Army. It's a pity that I have to give up now. ”

The uncle sighed: "You better save people first!" ”

At this moment, the factory fell into darkness, the freight elevator lost power and could not operate, Jian Cheng and Ling Fei's mother and son were trying to climb up in the narrow maintenance pipeline, and the darkness below was full of crackling gunshots, as dense as firecrackers.

When the three of them climbed out of the wellhead. Jiang Hua was manipulating the transport ship remotely, while isolating the neighborhoods one by one to prevent others from flooding into the area, opening a smooth escape path for Jian Cheng and them.

As soon as the three of Jian Cheng ran out of the factory gate, the bald head covered in blood also climbed up from below, he did not run, but bent over and gasped, he was seriously injured, and was shot twice in the thigh and lower abdomen.

"You think you can run?" The widow climbed up with her, and she looked wounded, and one half of her mask had been cut off by something, revealing half of her horrible face, which had five shocking scratches, and it was no wonder that she was wearing a mask.

"Son of a bitch, let the horses come!" The bald head roared.

"Shut up!" The widow rushed up and kicked her leg with a sharp flying kick.

The bald head grabbed her ankle and pulled her back, and the whole person fell to the ground, and this time he fell to the ground, but the widow was also bruised and swollen, and rolled on the ground several times.

By now, everyone's combat effectiveness is not very good, and both sides are fighting the final battle of trapped beasts.

The widow got up in a cloak, and rushed again before her bald head could rise.

It was still a flying kick, and the bald head could no longer dodge, and reached out to grab the opponent's ankle, but this time he was wrong, and the widow shrank in the air, bent her leg in reverse, and then hit the bald head under the ribs with her heel.

"Zheng-"

A cold light flashed, and the bald head fell to the ground.

It turned out that a sharp knife popped out of the heel of the widow's boot, and the sharp knife suddenly sank into the ribs of the bald head.

But the widow hadn't even pulled out the knife, and the bald head had an amazing courage out of nowhere, he roared, sat up violently, and his right hand jammed the widow's neck with lightning speed, and he wanted to use the last strength in his body to pinch to death this demon who bullied Ling Fei's mother and son.

"Woo--" The widow's face instantly turned the color of pig's liver, and she raised her legs, drew her knife, and kicked down again.

But the bald head made a mistake once, and when the sharp knife stabbed him in the ribs again, he finally grabbed the opponent's ankle with his left hand, and both sides twisted together and were dying.

"Ah――――――――――h

It was the bald head's last roar, and the widow felt only that her ankle was broken, her vision was getting blurred, her breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and she was gradually losing consciousness.

In the end, her whole body suddenly went limp, and her head finally drooped.

It was a very tragic hand-to-hand fight, and at the same time as the widow died, tears, blood, saliva, snot, urine and urine flowed out at the same time, and the death was quite terrible.

The bald head fell down again, and this time he couldn't sit up again.

He also felt that his whole body was gradually shining, and all his strength was quietly draining, spreading, and dying out from his body.

At the last moment of his life, what he thought of was neither the time he had spent with Li Dalong Jianghua side by side, nor his deep love for Ling Fei and his son, but his brother Haibei, who had died many years ago, and he could now understand the feeling of Haibei dying cold after a night of rainstorm in the park.

He has no remorse, and he doesn't feel pain, but his heart is very calm, because he knows that it is actually a blessing for a person to die peacefully, and God has been kind to him.

After a while, just when the bald head's breathing became weak, a figure rushed towards the factory gate, and Li Dalong shook off the large group of pursuers and finally arrived.

"Brother Dong!" Li Dalong immediately helped him up, "Hold on!" ”

The bald head didn't even have the strength to wave his hands now, and the blood flowing from his body stained the concrete floor a lot red.

Li Dalong threw away the light gun and tried to carry him on his back.

But the bald head stretched out his hand to stop him: "Aaron...... Put me down......"

"Brother Dong, don't give up, you're no one else, you can do it, you can stand it." Li Dalong was anxious.

The bald head said weakly: "Aaron, I have a few words to say...... Please bury me at the grave of the seashell in the future...... I'll be with him forever......"

As soon as this first sentence came out, Li Dalong's throat was blocked, and he couldn't answer at all.

"Please tell Ling Fei...... I'm finally ...... did something worthy of her and Xiaofei......"

Li Dalong held back tears in his eyes, and was still cheering for him: "Brother Dong, you won't die, you hold on!" ”

The bald breath was already very weak: "Finally, please sue Sù Jianghua...... If there is an afterlife...... I'm still going to follow him...... It's been a long way...... I don't regret it...... We've done a lot of meaningful things...... Isn't it ......"

"Yes! Be! Be! Li Dalong's tears finally flowed, drop by drop on the bald face, but the bald eyes were closed forever.

However, after his death, he showed a serene smile, and the guilt and pain of thirteen years were finally relieved at this moment.

All the soldiers on the Golden Elephant Battleship saw this smile through the reconnaissance satellite, including the middle-aged people, everyone slowly got up and slowly took off their hats, and the officer suddenly roared:

"Salute ――――――――"

Every soldier raised his right hand in silent tribute to this warrior...... (To be continued......)