About two hundred meters away from the capital, there is a commercial building. Due to the military martial law imposed in the city of Pilon, the commercial gates were locked and not lit up all night as usual. In a dark corner on the top floor of the building, in the direction of the Führer's Palace, a cold green light flickered from time to time. That's the light that only electronic telescopes with night vision mode on.

"General Zhao, Miss, they haven't replied to the letter for so long, will there be any accidents?" A voice that was trying to suppress it faintly sounded. The speaker was none other than Chen Er, the owner of the Golden Pavilion Pawnshop and the head of the St. Prory's intelligence department in Pilong City.

"Probably not! According to the agreement, even if something unexpected happens, Miss Dalena and the others will warn us as soon as possible! Holding a holographic electronic telescope in his hand and quietly observing the sentinels outside the Führer's Mansion was Zhao Jiakun, the current supreme commander of the Black Hawk Special Combat Team.

Carefully observing the movements inside and outside the Führer's Mansion, Zhao Jiakun's sword eyebrows slowly wrinkled: "However, it's indeed a little too quiet inside!" If the young lady had already seen Hadi and started to do it, the guards inside wouldn't be like they were all nothing! ”

"Do you want us to take the initiative to contact the young lady?" Chen Er asked worriedly.

"Wait!" Putting down the electronic telescope in his hand, Zhao Jiakun raised his head and glanced at the two banshee fighters that flew over the Führer's Mansion, frowned and said in a deep voice: "Let the brothers prepare to storm the Führer's Mansion!" Perhaps, not only will we have to attract the attention of the guards, but we may also have to force our way into the Führer's Mansion to pick up the young ladies! ”

"Good! I'll go down and see how the brothers are preparing! Chen Er nodded in agreement, and was about to get up quietly when a miniature communicator in his hand suddenly let out a series of low and rapid chirps.

"It's a green signal! Miss, they've got it! Chen Er glanced down and whispered excitedly.

"Quick, get ready to act!" Zhao Jiakun hurriedly got up, led Chen Er and the two back to the building, and took the elevator directly down to the basement on the ground floor.

In the basement, a commando team of more than ninety Hawkeye operatives and military intelligence agents was waiting.

"Brothers, target the Führer, act!" Striding in front of the commandos, Zhao Jiakun waved his hand, gave a loud order, and took the lead in jumping into a modified armed off-road locomotive. The off-road motorcycle was pretended to be 20 millimeters thick bulletproof armor in front of the driver's seat and on the roof, which was enough to withstand direct fire from spike rifles or even heavy machine guns, and even the Marauder mech's small-caliber rapid-fire laser cannon could hardly penetrate this special bulletproof armor.

In addition to the necessary individual weapons, nearly 100 commandos also carried a considerable number of multi-purpose individual missiles. Hearing Zhao Jiakun's order, the well-trained commandos did not make any other noise, and quickly rushed to the fifteen modified armed off-road locomotives hidden in this underground garage. A commando guarding the garage door immediately clicked on the heavy automatic door of the garage, and a cold wind whistled in.

"Buzz!" Fifteen armed off-road locomotives let out a low roar at the same time, and rushed out of the underground garage like wild wolves roaming in the middle of the night.

"Whoosh!" A patrol of tanks, raider mechs, and a squad of Marines passed by the building. When the Imperial troops were startled by the armed convoy that suddenly burst out of the underground garage, two individual missiles with gray and white tails whirled down on the chariot mechs in the patrol.

"Boom!" Two bright fireballs exploded, mixed with the rapid sound of gunfire and the howling and groaning of the Imperial Marines. In just one shot, the patrol was crushed by this powerful armed convoy, the chariot mecha was destroyed, more than half of the marines were killed or wounded, and the rest could only flee with their heads in the dense rain of bullets.

The armed convoy was also not in a mood for war, and did not continue to chase down the Marines who were scurrying like headless flies, but rushed past the wreckage corpses one after another, and roared straight towards the Führer's mansion, two hundred meters away.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack! An unidentified convoy of armed forces appeared on the streets of XX, they are storming the Führer's capital, black alert! Repeating...... "A patrol officer lying in a pool of blood, enduring the sharp pain of his wounds, hissed and roared into the communication channel.

Two seconds later, a terrible siren rang out throughout the neighborhood. The guards on the outskirts of the Führer's Mansion moved like a frightened swarm of bees. One by one, the marines who were originally dozing were woken up by the commanders' kicks, and rushed to the bunker fortifications in a panic.

"Boom, boom!" Next to the Führer's Mansion was supposed to be a makeshift base of makeshift tent assembly houses, a temporary camp for the Guards armored forces guarding the Führer's Mansion. After the alarm sounded, the disheveled officers and soldiers of the Guards rushed out of their tents. But before they could find their weapons and equipment and prepare to rush out of the camp, huge fireballs exploded in all directions of the camp.

Long before the operation, agents who had infiltrated the Guards had planted a large number of powerful high-energy explosives in the camp. So, in the blink of an eye, the makeshift camp was shrouded in fire. Everywhere there were officers and soldiers of the Guards who were crying wolves and holding their heads and running around, and countless weapons and ammunition were detonated one after another, which made the entire city of Pilong tremble slightly.

If nothing happens, there are absolutely only a handful of officers and men of the Guards who can survive to break out of the barracks, which has been reduced to a burning ruins.

"Da Da Da! Whoosh! "Just as the guards of the Guards, who had narrowly escaped the explosion because they were on duty, were stunned by the explosion that swept the entire camp, a rapid and violent burst of gunfire exploded in the street directly in front of the Führer's capital.

"Brothers, smash those bastards for Lao Tzu! Avenge the dead brothers! A Guards officer on duty, with red eyes, raised his hand and pointed at the motorcade that was roaring towards the Führer's Mansion, and hissed angrily.

"Da-da-da, boom-boom!" As a result, the dense rain of bullets and artillery fire instantly covered the outer area of the Führer's capital. Patches of bullets, mixed with particle artillery laser beams, slammed head-on at the convoy. In the midst of the fire, the convoy quickly deformed like a well-trained battle formation machine. One by one, the armed off-road locomotives broke away from the queue and began to maneuver at high speed in order to avoid the deadly fire. The original long snake formation has been transformed into a skirmish storm troop formation that can effectively reduce casualties.

"Boom, boom!" The three armed locomotives still could not escape the dense artillery fire, and in the loud noise, they turned into three blazing fireballs, and rushed straight towards the defensive positions on the outskirts of the Führer's capital. Rao was so, and after being hit, the commandos on the locomotive still fired a considerable number of individual missiles.

A burst of missiles with gray and white smoke roared into the defensive position, and a fireball immediately rose up, swallowing the chariot mechs and the marines who were scurrying for their lives next to them.

"Holy shit, the other party's firepower is still too fierce, what should I do general?" Chen Er, who was carefully driving the locomotive to dodge the flying particle artillery, shouted anxiously to Zhao Jiakun, who was holding the individual missile launcher next to him, with red eyes.

"What to do? Even if you fight all the zuihou alone, you have to rush into it for Lao Tzu! Zhao Jiakun was obviously not satisfied with the performance of this agent leader who had not experienced any major battles, gritted his teeth and roared, quickly leaned out and quickly locked on to a chariot in the distance.

"Boom!" However, just as Zhao Jiakun was about to pull the trigger, a huge laser cannon beam suddenly smashed down from the sky above his head, burning the defensive position into a sea of fire.

"I'm X, it's a ghost fighter!" Zhao Jiakun subconsciously raised his head, but found several triangular black figures with a deafening roar, whistling low over the Führer's Mansion, and jumped to his feet and screamed in surprise and joy.