Clear the surroundings first!

The three of them divided their labor to quickly clean up the surrounding rebel soldiers, these guys are also unlucky, they are not good at messing with anyone, if they want to provoke robots, they are not looking for death.

Zhang Yihu was responsible for carrying, Zhang Hao and Mi Feng were responsible for throwing, and the two of them threw the shells equipped with fuses, which could be thrown out for thousands of meters, and if they were thrown with all their strength, they could even be thrown thousands of meters away.

Humanoid self-propelled cannon!

Zhang Yihu didn't move as fast as the two of them, so he deliberately took out a few boxes of grenades, so that the two of them didn't have to be idle after throwing the shells, and it was not bad to throw some grenades.

The rebels were forced hard, and countless shells fell, so that they miscalculated, thinking that there was an artillery position outside the barracks, and they were pouring artillery fire into the barracks, so they bombed the camp again, but all the soldiers who had a little insight did not hesitate to flee out, and the officers did the same, and the officers ran faster.

The three of them threw out almost the entire arsenal of artillery shells, mortar shells, grenades, grenades, etc., and blew up the barracks beyond recognition.

"Let's go! Harvest souls and go! ”

There was no one left in the barracks, and those who could run ran away, and the three of them shuttled back and forth in the barracks to quickly collect souls.

Mi Feng said: "This harvest is good, there are two thousand close to three thousand souls, and the quality is still very good." ”

"Do you want to chase after it?"

Zhang Hao said: "Okay, it's not a good thing to kill too much, let's go." ”

Mi Feng didn't insist, he also knew that it was not good to make too much trouble, and the impact was too bad, so he said: "Okay, put the fire and leave." ”

This matter can be handed over to Zhang Yihu, and there is still an armored car outside, so the two of them grabbed another armored car and drove back, returned to the position where the attack was launched earlier, and looked at the camp not far away.

Zhang Yihu found the camp gas station, there were barrels of gasoline and diesel, setting fire was actually very simple, throwing these oil barrels directly, with his strength, this is a trivial matter.

In a moment, the raging fire rose, and the oil barrels smashed down, and the flames exploded directly, and several gasoline barrels were thrown directly into the arsenal, where there were also a large number of bullets and guns, which would explode when burned.

Soon, Zhang Yihu came back, and he said: "Report, Zhang Yihu has completed the task!" ”

Okay, here you go.

Zhang Yihu got into the car, and two armored vehicles, one in front of the other and one behind, drove along the main road towards Njalaba.

By this time, it was already dark, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and it was almost five o'clock.

It was only at this time that Zhang Hao's soul calmed down.

Killing people and setting fires, it's too exciting, if you use your body to do this kind of thing, it is estimated that there is basically no hope of survival, touch the body armor on your body, several deformed bullets are still embedded in it, the clothes on your arms have been cut by bullets, and the skin has been torn, revealing the steel bones inside, and the same is true on your legs, there are many scars on his body, but it has no effect on him at all.

Mi Feng's body was even more of a mess, the body armor was almost broken, the two arms, the sleeves were all rotten, only part of the skin on the hands and arms remained, and there were many scratches on the exposed steel bones, and I don't know how he hit it.

It's been a long time since I've fought like this, and I'm crazy, and I can't help it.

Mi Feng's tone is very indifferent, his calculation is different from Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao tries not to let any bullets and shrezennel touch him, and Mi Feng as long as there is no fatal damage to his machine body, he doesn't care, staring at the machine gun shooting, he dares to rush over, so his battle is much crazier than Zhang Hao.

Opening a black suitcase, Zhang Hao quickly changed into a new set of clothes, which was a set of casual clothes, took off his military boots, and changed into a pair of leather shoes.

Mi Feng also began to change, looking at the arm, he took out a can of spray, sprayed on the surface of the exposed steel bones, and in a moment, the active cells crawled all over the arm.

Zhang Hao said: "Spray it for me too." ”

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Approaching the border of Njaraba, the armored car stopped, Mi Feng and Zhang Hao stood on the side of the road, both of them were dressed casually, wearing a sunhat on their heads, a pair of sunglasses, and their hands in their trouser pockets.

The three of them walked along the main road towards Njalaba, about a few hundred meters, Zhang Yihu in his hand, a grenade in one hand, he pulled off the grenade latch, and threw it out casually, two grenades, one in front of the other, into the back door of the armored car.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The armored car immediately burst into flames.

Zhang Hao said: "Let's go, go home!" ”

After crossing the border, I saw several cars parked on the side of the road, Zhang Erhu, Zhang Shanhu and Wu Renbao were all there, and the others were gone.

Wu Renbao's spirit was obviously much better, he had just woken up, and when he saw Zhang Hao, he immediately recognized that it was the person he saw earlier, he stepped forward and shook Zhang Hao's hand, and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you......"

Zhang Hao was amused in his heart, he said: "You're welcome, Mr. Wu, we will return to China now." ”

Everyone got on the bus and drove towards the capital airport in Njalaba.

The advantage of having a private jet is that you don't have to go through the security check, and soon a few people are on the plane, and at this time, the news that the rebels in Rabia have been hit hard is overwhelming, and after the hostages from various countries return, the news begins to be widely reported.

However, Wu Baoren did not go with the private jet, he left Feizhou according to the normal procedure, and if he followed the private jet, it would be very troublesome in the future.

"A mysterious mercenary army, storm the barracks and rescue the hostages!" The news quickly spread online.

In particular, Chen Ming, the general manager of Huajian Corporation, was rescued, and many people suspected that this was the special forces of Huaxia State, but the spokesman of Huaxia State immediately denied this legend.

All kinds of rumors, that is getting closer and closer to nonsense, but the people who eat melons like it, and some people are still fueling it, and there are many people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

The self-media and public accounts have taken advantage of this wave of craze to make a small fortune, everyone is very satisfied, and the people who eat melons are also very satisfied, satisfying the gossip psychology and venting all kinds of emotions.

Wu Baoren was asked by the state security organs for questioning, but he did not embarrass him.

Due to the control of nanomachines, Wu Baoren pretended to be stupid, but fortunately, Chen Ming and others proved for him, although there were many doubts, they could not implicate Zhang Hao and them.

It is very easy for the robot to change his face, and when he returned to the original mountain villa, they all changed their faces, and Zhang Hao even changed back to his physical body.

This soul exchange made Zhang Hao suffer a lot, after the soul was killed, it became a little stronger, and adapting to the body made him quite irritable - from an omnipotent robot, suddenly became a weak person, and the adjustment made him very unhappy.

It took a month to get used to it, during which he played the piano, planted flowers, painted and wrote calligraphy, all of which were good methods, and he tried to calm himself down, and he spent a month at home, but he had no leisure, and he had a lot of fun in his busy life, and he was looking for a way to calm his soul in it.