These guys guarding the cave are almost in a state of exile, and if someone from the headquarters comes, they will naturally behave well, and Zhao Hui has long expected this.

"Forget it...... let's get to work!" Sure enough, the guard at the head shook his head, and then waved to his companions, "Brothers, come and help." ”

"If you're hungry...... find something to eat." After Zhao Hui finished speaking, he walked straight to the back of the hall with the five masked people.

He was familiar with the fork to the left, and he had rushed out of it the previous time. To the right, I haven't been there, and it should be where the living quarters and laboratories are located.

Behind him came the sound of unloading trucks, and heavy oil drums were being carried into the cave.

"What for?" Suddenly, someone rushed out of the fork in the side and asked loudly.

Two people familiar with the cave shrugged, looking like they were going somewhere they shouldn't.

Zhao Hui stared at them and warned them not to answer randomly.

One of the masked men replied, "Go and have a look at the warehouse." ”

The other party asked rhetorically: "I just heard you say that you want to eat, so what are you going to do in the warehouse?" ”

Zhao Hui immediately rushed and said, "Let's see how many supplies there are, and bring some by the way next time." ”

"That's fine." The visitor shook his head, pointed in the direction, and said helplessly, "The kitchen is over there, you are really hungry and faint." ”

Zhao Hui said impatiently: "Let you drive for a few days without eating or drinking." ”

"Excuse me."

"Hurry up and finish checking the warehouse and go to eat, and rush back to report to the Grand Commander." After speaking, he waved his hand and urged everyone to continue to move forward and go directly to the warehouse.

Soon a large hole appeared in front of him, and with the faint light and the Stormman's unique night vision, it was clear that there were many miscellaneous items stored inside, such as bucket trucks and scrap rails.

The tools here are relatively complete, and it seems that the cutting tools brought from the headquarters are somewhat redundant.

Looking inside, there were even a lot of guns, Zhao Hui felt that it was a pity, these things would be blown to pieces immediately, if they could be transported away. But when you think about it, the underground weapons workshop with the headquarters is still worried about the lack of guns?

"Go to the kitchen."

The masked man took Zhao Hui to the kitchen again, but they didn't really eat. Now it's not a meal at all, and no one will cook for them.

Zhao Hui took two knives from the case, checked them in his hands, and inserted them into his waist with satisfaction.

Enough time was enough, and the hard-working guards had just moved the oil drums into the warehouse.

"Alright, let's go to the lab."

Several masked men were about to flip through some food, but after hearing Zhao Hui's order, they had to give up this idea and reluctantly left the kitchen with drooling.

After a few bends, a sturdy gate appeared at the end.

From a distance, I saw two men with guns guarding the cave, which was the most important thing in the cave, and no one could approach it without Commander Zhang's personal order.

"Stop."

In the face of the warning, the five people behind actually retreated, but Zhao Hui stood calmly and motionless.

The guard snapped again, "What for?" ”

Zhao Hui didn't want to answer, and he didn't know how to answer. It can't be said that they came to kill people and blow up caves, and the other party will shoot when they hear it.

"If you don't answer again, shoot."

Seeing that the people who came were also wearing masks, and that they were all their own people who could walk here, the guards only warned and didn't really want to shoot.

The five masked men who came with Zhao Hui were frightened, not sure if the guards would use Commander Zhang's command as an arrow, and they might really be killed.

Zhao Hui was waiting, he needed a suitable opportunity to act, and he couldn't make a sound when he defeated the enemy with one move. If it's heard by a patrol in the cave, it's a big deal.

I counted silently in my heart, but ignored the warnings.

Finally, he opened his eyes and dropped the gun on the ground with his hands outstretched.

Seeing that the person came to put down the gun, the guard was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt a black shadow rushing in front of him. Immediately after that, two white lights flashed, and the neck was slightly hot, and the hot blood spurted out.

"You ......"

The two heads fell to the ground like leather balls and rolled down the stone wall behind Zhao Hui.

The masked man's jaw was about to fall off in shock, what kind of speed was this, completely beyond the visual limit of the Stormwind Clan, so fast that it was impossible to capture. From the time he left until the guard's head was cut off, the whole process took only three seconds.

"What are you doing? Still not ready yet? Zhao Hui straightened up and turned his head slightly to remind them.

Everyone hurriedly took action, and within two minutes, the two corpses had been pulled into the dark and hidden.

Zhao Hui pointed to the gate and asked people who were familiar with the environment here, "Can you open it?" ”

Several people shook their heads, knowing that this door had a password, and no one should know it except for the researcher and Zhang Mingwei himself.

Zhao Hui had no choice but to use violence. It's impossible to catch those patrols and ask, that's absolutely stupid, a fool would do it.

"Stand back." Zhao Hui seemed to be talking to himself, and at the same time inserted two knives into his waist.

No matter how small the sound was, the few people standing behind them still reflexively retreated four or five meters back.

Zhao Hui's heart was like lightning, and the purple light fist instantly slammed into the gate, and the steel gate about ten centimeters thick was pierced. He pulled hard, and the door slowly opened with the sound of squeaky mechanical friction.

Gently pulled out the double knife from his waist and held it in his hand, and stood calmly at the door.

Zhao Hui's eyes were greeted by a group of people in white wearing gas masks, and everyone was busy. A variety of test tubes and glass bottles, as well as foggy tanks, conduits, and wires are almost all over the space.

The walls of the cave are clearly carefully hewn out, and it is an absolutely ninety-degree space, with smooth and flat walls, no different from the laboratories of the human world.

Perhaps the man in white in the cave was so focused on the work at hand that the door was opened and no one noticed.

Zhao Hui stood at the door, and everywhere he looked, everyone was immersed in work.

It wasn't until five people appeared behind him with guns that they were finally discovered.

The man exclaimed, having failed to get the attention of his colleague because he was wearing a gas mask to weaken his screams.

Zhao Huifei stepped forward, his hand raised and fell, and the man's last breath blew out strings of blood blisters from the ruptured throat, and slowly fell down on the table.

The elbow touched a glass container, and at the moment it touched the ground, Zhao Hui reached out to catch it.

It's so dangerous, the eldest family breathed a sigh of relief.

There were two people nearby, and Zhao Hui opened his bow left and right to take them down smoothly, but one of them fell to the ground too loudly.

Next, Zhao Hui felt that the atmosphere in the entire space suddenly changed, and slowly raised his head, finding that at least ten pairs of eyes were staring at him.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and he stared at these people, and these people stared at him.

It wasn't until a man in white pulled out his gun from under the test bench ten meters to the left that he didn't move forward again.

Zhao Hui waved his hand to several people behind him, meaning not to shoot. Almost at the same time, the sharp knife in his right hand flew out, stabbing the man in white right in the throat.

The other party held his neck for less than two seconds before he fell limply, his eyes glaring unwillingly, as if asking his colleagues what was going on.

Almost everyone has a gun under the test bench, and their hands are parked on the weapon. These people who are engaged in research are actually not good at killing, and in the face of Zhao Hui's fast body, they have no time to react.