The surrounding power grids and watchtowers make this place look more like a prison hidden in the primeval jungle deep in the mountains.

But when Huang Shaohong flew over the complex with a flying carpet, the idea of a prison was overturned.

I saw that in the area surrounded by the power grid below, in the ice and snow, there were hundreds of people in shorts, who were conducting various training in several huge fields that were separated, and the sound of shouting and cheering shook the sky.

In one of the fields, young men with strong physiques and different skin colors were kicking and pounding on the wooden stakes in front of them.

Every time they shouted, they kicked hard, and their legs collided with the stake, making a 'bang' crash.

Even though the temperature reached minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius at night, these men who stood naked and barefoot in the ice and snow were constantly dripping sweat and steaming heat.

Around them, there were more than a dozen armed men wearing down jackets and holding AKs, and a foreign devil with a leather whip in his hand, also wearing an extremely warm instructor appearance, who was shouting in English:

"You bastards, kick off three wooden stakes today to go back to sleep, hurry up for me, you can't even rest even if you're tired, dog mongrel!"

As he spoke, he also whipped from time to time those whose movements had slowed down because of the cold and pain.

Not far from here, on another field, more than a hundred women of the same color and color were being trained, and as women, they only had one more sports vest than the men who were being trained, which did not provide any warmth.

The women were also training with stakes, but instead of kicking the stakes, they were holding the heavy stakes on their shoulders and doing squats.

There were also armed men with guns guarding the surroundings, and there was also an instructor who shouted and cursed, and a black female instructor kept scolding:

"You guys, these blue pools, is it so difficult to do 600 squats? Are your strength wasted on those boars, if you don't hurry up, it will affect the beauty sleep of the old lady, hurry up, give me a hurry, finish the squats and run around the camp for two hours to complete the training task, give me a hurry! ”

What made Huang Shaohong the most important thing was a training ground divided into several small spaces by iron nets, where extremely cruel training was being carried out.

Some of the boys and girls who looked to be only teenagers were engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the wolfdogs, some of them had been bitten by the wolfdogs, and their bodies were covered with blood and scars, but none of the teenagers stopped because of this, they all wanted to kill the wolfdogs in front of them before they died, only in this way, the ones who survived could be themselves.

Huang Shaohong saw all this in mid-air, and he had already guessed where this was.

When he lived in Zhou Binglin's house in the capital, he once heard the other party gossip about the masters of this world, and when talking about Russian martial artists, he once said that among them, the Russian fighting Tsar Pugin came from the infamous 'Siberian training camp'.

The 'Siberian Training Camp', also known as the Zhukov Training Camp, is one of the five major martial arts training camps for black market fighters, known for its ruthlessness and cruelty, and its instructors include senior black market boxing instructors, former KGB instructors, and masters from other countries.

It is said that the 'Siberian Training Camp' has three camps, one near the Arctic Circle, one on a small island south of the Bering Strait, and the last one in a primeval forest.

Huang Shaohong estimated that the training camp in front of him should be the 'Siberian training camp' located in the primeval forest.

He didn't expect that he would be a neighbor of the 'Siberian training camp' for more than a year, and it seems that the disappearance of the Siberian tiger family is inseparable from this training camp.

The skill of searching for beasts was turned on in the air, and on the virtual radar, in the central area of the camp, there were indeed many red dots.

He looked at them one by one, dogs, wolves, grizzly bears, tigers, everything, it seems that the Siberian tiger family should have been caught here.

He was a little embarrassed, the people in this camp were like night owls, standing on the playground in the middle of the night without sleeping, howling, and he wanted to rescue the Siberian Tiger family unconsciously, it should be impossible.

As for killing and rescuing, Huang Shaohong hadn't thought about it yet, not to mention that the other party was a master of fighting and firearms, but he couldn't be sure how many modern weapons there were in this camp.

Even though his marksmanship is like a god and his strength is strong, in the face of machine gun strafing and rocket bombardment, how sure can he retreat?

At this time, the 'Wazi Hunter' that Huang Shaohong followed had already entered this training camp, he thought about it, and felt that if this matter could be resolved peacefully, it was best not to do it first, so he controlled the flying carpet to the main gate of the camp, landed in the nearby woods, and then hugged Xiaohu, walked to the door of the camp, and shouted loudly in English:

"Anyone, the neighbor is coming to the door!"

He shouted loudly, and it came far away in the night, and in just a moment, the beams of two searchlights shone on him, and at the same time, Huang Shaohong keenly felt that at least a dozen guns were aimed at him.

Such a hidden training camp was approached by someone, and no one would believe that it was a lost traveler, and the training camp immediately reported it layer by layer.

Five minutes later, the gate of the training camp slowly opened, and ten guards with loaded guns walked out, they stared vigilantly around, most of the muzzles were aimed at the surrounding woods and snow, and the rest were aimed at Huang Shaohong.

The task of these guards was to bring Huang Shaohong in and ask him about his identity, purpose, and what all the camp commanders wanted to know.

Huang Shaohong continued to say loudly in English: "Friends, I have no malice, you caught my tiger, I can redeem it with money!" ”

"Miscellaneous, shut up for me!"

After a leading old Maozi guard approached, he yelled loudly, and at the same time slammed down on Huang Shaohong's neck with the butt of the rifle.

Judging from the strength used by this old man, Huang Shaohong thinks that the other party wants to stun him, but with his current skills, how can he let the other party get his wish so easily.

Of course, at this moment, he also considered pretending to be stunned by the other party, and then being taken into the base, and then waiting for an opportunity to save the Siberian Tiger family.

But as soon as this goes against his plan, his plan is to talk about it, and the small things that can be settled with money do not necessarily have to be solved by force.

Second, who can guarantee that after he pretends to be unconscious, the other party will definitely bring him back to the camp, instead of executing him on the spot or throwing him into the field.

When the butt of the opponent's gun was still 0.1 cm away from Huang Shaohong's neck, the butt of the opponent's gun had already touched his hair, and at this moment, his feet moved, and the whole person took a small step back, just so that the butt of the opponent's gun smashed into the air.

"Can't you just talk about it calmly?" Huang Shaohong said aloud in English with some helplessness.

He said so, but his behavior made things even more intense, because the timing of his dodge was extremely ingenious, it was when the other party was fully exerting his strength, so when he dodged, the old man had a bye with the butt of his gun, flashed himself, lost his center of gravity, and stumbled and fell in front of Huang Shaohong.

Huang Shaohong dared to swear by the little fat man next door who bullied him when he was a child, he really didn't mean to intensify the conflict and stir up trouble, and he definitely didn't retaliate against the other party because the other party scolded him for being 'miscellaneous'.

But perhaps it was the sequelae left by kicking the gym a year ago, and his right foot actually stretched out 'involuntarily' and stepped on Lao Maozi's head.

'Bang', Lao Maozi's big head was actually under his foot, and it was 'incredible' to be trampled into a burst melon!

"Holy...... Is the quality so unacceptable? ”

The next moment, the remaining nine guards all showed extremely frightened expressions, and at the same time fired at him with exclamations, but when they pulled the trigger, Huang Shaohong's trace had been lost in front of them, and all the bullets were in the air, and many of them were fired into the snow and the body of the headless old man.