Berkeley looks like a rough man on the surface, but in Mordin's opinion, he is a coarse and fine person, how can he be a simple-minded person who can mix to the level of a golden warrior in the robot group?

"I'm in trouble over there, I don't want to stay, I want to find a quiet place here, and be an idler. Mordin said the purpose of his trip: "You see that place is good, the environment is elegant, there are mountains and rivers, you clean it up for me, so that I can make a cave for cultivation." He pointed to a valley 50 kilometers away from the lake.

"Okay, no problem, I'll go and clean up all the rats there!" Berkeley readily agreed.

He ordered his troops to storm the valley, and at the same time changed the mode of attack, adopting the tactics of targeted killing, and trying not to cause major damage to the environment.

Mordin was pleased with Berkeley's approach.

"I'll talk to you about something. Mordin said.

"You say!"

"I want to join your robot camp, can you get me a serial number?" asked Mordin.

"Are you brainbroken? You human being, how did you join our robot camp?" Berkeley shouted.

"You humans are going to sleep, who's going to take care of you then?" he scoffed.

"I don't need to. My mechs can fight 24 hours a day, just like you robots. ”

"How is this possible?" Berkeley didn't believe.

"This is a supernatural power unique to our cultivators. Mordin said indifferently: "Are there any other obstacles besides this?"

"Nothing else!" Berkeley thought for a moment and said, "But will you be loyal to our robot group?" he asked suddenly.

"To whom are you to be loyal to?" Mordin asked rhetorically.

"This ...... Forget it, I don't care who you're loyal to, I'm not loyal to anyone, but I'm just as a golden warrior!" Berkeley scratched his head and laughed.

"That's right, in the future, I can also enlist your recruitment, go to fight your enemies, as long as it's not against my friends, I can even help you attack the human army!"

"Okay! I'll do it for you!" Berkeley finally agreed, "At least get you a golden warrior back, so you can get a good salary." ”

"Thank you in advance, then!" Mordin waved his hand at Berkeley.

"After I've cleaned up this sea, I'll leave you some arms for defense, or the rats will come back, and you won't have anything to send them away." Berkeley boldly agreed to leave the rest of the arms for Mordin as the home of the cave.

Anyway, his 300 million tons of arms are thrown away, so it's better to leave some for Mordin, so as to make personal friends.

Mordin thanked him again.

The ravine was quickly cleared of the robbers, and Mordin thanked Berkeley again and drove the ship down there.

It's really a great place!

This south-facing valley sits at the foot of a tall and majestic mountain, and halfway up the mountainside there is a wide waterfall that cascades down from a height of several thousand meters, forming a deep pool of water at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by lush trees.

At the back of the waterfall, there was a cave opening, wide enough to accommodate Mordin's massive spaceship.

This fairyland-like place resembles the legendary Water Curtain Cave.

Mordin was very satisfied.

The access is very secluded, and the valley is connected to a huge canyon that leads to the sea to the north. The peaks on both sides of the canyon are full of majestic waterfalls and turbulent water, and the whole canyon is surrounded by water mist all year round, coupled with the tall trees and abrupt rocks on the mountain, it is difficult to find out the whereabouts of the canyon from the sky.

Mordin drove the ship through the waterfall and into the huge cavern behind the waterfall.

Coming into the hole, Mordin was happy again.

The inside of the cave is much wider than it looks from the outside, the size of dozens of football fields, and it is large enough to accommodate an army of 10,000 men.

The cave is very deep, and there are many branches, and the depth is bottomless, it is really a good place for Tibetan soldiers to train soldiers.

"This guy definitely didn't clean up this place!" Mordin thought, looking at the criss-crossing caverns. If you really want to clean up this place thoroughly, you must at least have a team of 10,000 people and do it for a month. Berkeley's indiscriminate bombardment was really just to deplete the ammunition they had made in their arsenal.

Berkeley's army quickened its advance, and after a while the sound of battle gradually moved northward, moving farther and farther away.

Mordin waited on the boat for the "rats" hiding in the branch holes to appear.

But after waiting for a long time, not a single mouse appeared. Mordin wondered, what were the rats hiding in the cave branch doing, why didn't they come out to die?

When it was almost dark, Berkeley finally completed his clearance operation, and he asked his subordinates to move all the remaining unused munitions to the cave on Mordin's side, and for a while, the cave left a mountain of weapons and equipment: heavy artillery, surface-to-air missiles, mines, heavy snipers, bazookas, etc., more than 10,000 tons!

And 100 more battleships were left in the end!

Although the level of these equipment is generally not high, and it is mass-produced, it is expensive because there are enough to equip an army the size of the Golden Boot Bandwagers.

Is Berkeley asking me to raise an army here?

Mordin smiled wryly.

The activation codes of these weapons and equipment have been lifted, and human soldiers can use them directly, and if Mordin traffics these equipment to the human control area, he should be able to sell at least tens of billions of amethyst coins.

However, these things were given by others, and Mordin did not intend to use them to make a fortune.

For a while, it can be used for factions.

The space in the cave is very high, and after Mordin drove the spaceship around the cargo pile, he picked up dozens of tons of missiles and moved them to the spacecraft, and docked the spacecraft near the entrance of the cave.

He predicted that the scattered robbers would return to their lair after Berkeley's clearance forces withdrew from the Hawala Mountains, and Mordin decided to use the arms left behind by Berkeley to deal with the returning robbers and defend his cave by force.

In fact, he took advantage of other people's nests.

However, here it is to speak by force, and whoever has a hard fist must listen to whomever he is.

Mordin felt that this was an excellent feng shui treasure, and it must be occupied by some powerful bandits, and now that they were occupied by themselves, they would definitely not give up, and a vicious battle was inevitable.

Mordin looked at the 10,000 tons of munitions behind him, and he smiled silently.

"Come on, as many people as you want, I can feed you!"

It was already completely dark, and Mordin extinguished all the lights in the cave, and concentrated on observing the enemy situation inside and outside the cave, those robbers may not only come from outside the cave, but also from those intricate branch passages in the cave.

But he waited for a long time at the entrance of the cave, not only in the valley outside the cave, but also in the bottomless branches of the cave, and there was only the roar of the huge waterfall falling from the sky.

"It's strange, where are the robbers?" Mordin wondered.

Suddenly, there was movement from the background detector on his spaceship, which showed up in the valley outside, and three airships crept in. The airships stopped in front of the waterfall outside the cave and stopped moving. They neither attacked nor advanced, but simply stayed where they were, as if waving a light banner.

"What are these guys trying to do?" Mordin wondered.

"Why don't you go out and have a look!" His spaceship is thick-skinned, but he is not afraid of these little characters.

The spaceship passed through the waterfall and appeared silently in front of the airships.

When the three airships saw a behemoth suddenly appear in front of them, they were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated more than 1,000 meters.

They stopped there and continued to waive the light flag.

Mordin understood the meaning of those light flags, those uninvited guests, they wanted to talk to him.

He turned on the public communication channel.

"Excuse me, is it General Mo, the god of war?" a voice came from the microphone, and the tone was very respectful.

"General Mo, the god of war, who is that?" Mordin didn't react for a moment.

"Excuse me, is it General Mo, the god of war?" the voice continued.

"Who are you looking for?" asked Mordin.

"We're looking for the god of war, General Mo!" replied the voice.

"No, you're in the wrong place, get out of here or I'll launch a missile!" Mordin threatened.

"Don't, don't, we're looking for you!" the voice said hurriedly.

"I'm not a god of war!"

"But you're piloting a God of War ship, aren't you?"

"You recognize this ship?" Mordin seemed to understand.

"Of course, who doesn't know about your God of War ship?" the voice replied with admiration.

"What became the God of War ship?" Mordin didn't know.

"Your God of War spaceship bravely entered the Black Wind Ridge, the 100,000 army couldn't stop you, and the golden battleship couldn't beat you, isn't this the God of War?" the voice said with a very respectful tone.

"Then I'm not a general!" Mordin was still puzzled.

"You slashed the five tigers of Gyer Latin in one go, how can you not be a great general?"

"Haha......" Mordin's joy spread so quickly that the battle that took place in the early hours of the morning now made the robbers in the Hawala Mountains aware of it.

"Oh, then, what are you doing here?" Mordin simply admitted, and asked the men what they were all about.

"I am the Azazel Angel Regiment from the Evil Dragon Village, the two of them are the Asbal Army from Tianta Mountain and the Lucifer Magician Legion from the Three Realms Valley, and our three great leaders unanimously invite you to visit the Evil Dragon Village to discuss the alliance of the Five Saints of Chahai. A whole bunch of nouns came out of the comer's mouth, and Mordin was stunned.

"Let's keep it simple!" Mordin said impatiently.

"Yes, yes, yes! It is our three great leaders who want to nominate your general to be the leader of our alliance with the Five Saints of Chahai. ”

As soon as Mordin heard the music, as soon as he came, he was taken by these bandit leaders and wanted to be promoted as the leader of the alliance?

"Then why didn't they come to me, but instead sent you little Rollo?" Mordin asked deliberately.

"Great chief, they...... They didn't dare to come here. The voice replied hesitantly.

"Why?" said Mordin, curious.

"Because you're here, General...... That cave behind you is a ghost cave!"