The nighthawk hurried forward, and the end of the passage was filled with light, as if it was a revelation brought by another world. It seemed so abrupt and incompatible with this dark passage.

Following Meng Fei's eyes, the scene in front of him also shocked Nighthawk.

This is an open cave, or a natural, but it has been artificially processed. The warehouse is surrounded by rugged cliffs and like a knife and axe, it seems that it is not something that humans can do. It must have been obtained through thousands of years of natural evolution.

The lower part is wide and flat, and the already spacious passage is connected to a more spacious straight cement road that can accommodate two trucks passing by in parallel, closely connected to the warehouse under your feet.

Looking around, the warehouse is densely packed with various military weapon boxes. Assault rifles are hung on the gun racks, like soldiers in neatly lined up waiting for the Nighthawk's inspection.

Wherever their eyesight reached, even rows of huge and severe cannons were facing them gloomyly, as if showing off how powerful their force was, and telling how their appearance would bring about the upside down.

There are several tanks located side by side behind the giant cannon. The tank's standard is very similar to that of modern times, and from a distance, it is even much more advanced than the former Soviet tanks that are commonly used in these poor countries.

"What is this place? Is the Poison King still an arms dealer?" The black bear's mouth was already opened into an "o" shape. His eyes were staring at a corner of the warehouse without blinking, and the two armed helicopters that were motionless, like black hell angels, were swallowing their saliva in their mouths.

There are too many types of weapons hidden here. Almost all advanced assault rifles from various countries are included, and they are not treasured, but possessed in large quantities. Each type of gun is enough to arm a reinforcement group, and there are more standard bullets with standard types, and there are countless numbers. It is not an exaggeration to describe them astronomical numbers.

The army has basically all kinds of weapons, not only the tanks of the King of Land Warfare, but although there are few, they are quite advanced. They also include heavy artillery, mountain cannons, howitzers, mortars, rocket launchers, etc., which are completely tailor-made for a modern mechanical force.

Although these equipment is already very behind the modern information army, in a poor country like R, which is dominated by mountains and forests, these weapons can sweep the terrible military power of several surrounding small countries.

"What the hell is the Poison King trying to do?" Nighthawk murmured. He didn't understand. What is the intention of a person who lives by drug trafficking system. A lackey of Babu's lackey, if he has such a strong military force.

Is it possible to provide military forces to Babu? Is it possible to equip your own army to respond to Babu's most likely future military operations? It is also possible.

But no matter what the poison king wants to do, the weapons here will never be used. They will eventually harm the world and kill innocent people.

"Okay", Nighthawk shook his head and drove away the random thoughts that kept appearing in his mind. Now is not the time to give him enough room for imagination. They are still in danger that may come at any time.

"Everyone come here." Nighthawk waved his hand, and the team members scattered around him immediately surrounded him, holding his gun, looking confused at the warehouse, and quietly listening to Nighthawk's instructions.

"It seems that the information is correct. This cave is indeed very important. We may have found the main warehouse of the Poison King's weapons. There are so many weapons here, which is scary enough."

Nighthawk looked back and glanced at the bright warehouse illuminated by the searchlight, and said in awe: "Maybe the nuclear bomb we are looking for is here. Who would put such an important thing elsewhere? Okay, don't stand there, hurry up and rummagate through the warehouse for me within ten minutes."

The team members responded loudly, then scattered everywhere, looking for traces of nuclear bombs. Nighthawk asked Daniu to go to the door to guard. Daniu was interested in killing people, and these tedious things were not what he wanted to do. Nighthawk's order was just as he wanted to walk towards the entrance of the cave with a gun in his arms.

Nighthawk took Bai Yu and three new recruits into the real "rain of bullets" and found clues that the nuclear bombs might exist.

The warehouse is very large. Although I stand at the entrance of the passage and look down, I can only see it. When I really walk, it is so big that it is scary. From beginning to end, the Nighthawk walked for twenty minutes. Calculated the distance back and forth, the Nighthawk was so shocked that he couldn't stop talking.

The straight line is so long, not as wide. There are so many weapons here, and it is more than enough to use two or three reorganized military equipment for one or two years.

This made Nighthawk's heart beat even more. He had made up his mind that no matter what, he would never let this warehouse be in their hands, and there would be a day to see the light of day again. Since God arranged for them to arrive here in the dark, it must have been a destined fate.

But strangely, although the warehouse is huge and has a scary capacity, no matter how many times I searched or how many weapons mezzanines I searched, the Nighthawks and his team did not even find the hair of the nuclear bomb.

The Nighthawk, who was afraid of missing something, scattered the reassembled team members like a big one. This time, the scattered ones were even more open, and everyone was acting alone, and they must search the entire warehouse in a carpet-like search. There must be no leftovers.

But the result was still disappointing. The cruel reality had to be put in front of Nighthawks again. Their actions were just useless. The amount of time they spent before was just a small episode in the whereabouts of the nuclear bomb.

Nighthawk listened helplessly to the team members' reports, browsing deeply. A faint feeling told him that this matter should not be as simple as imagined. And every time this feeling occurs, bad things will happen, just like the last time I was in Fusang, this feeling also occurred.

Fortunately, although no nuclear bomb was found, such a large weapon warehouse was a big gain.

Nighthawk said with a smile: "I think this warehouse of the Poison King should be illegal in R Country. Haha, then let's help the people of R Country and deal with these weapons."

Everyone probably knew what Nighthawk meant. Needless to say, Yasha had already turned around and went to the inexhaustible weapon warehouse behind him. When he was searching for the nuclear bomb just now, he saw a lot of explosives.

"Captain, come and see if I have any major discoveries." Monkey and Poppy ran over from the passage with surprise. Before they got closer, the monkey started to scream. Looking at his excited expression, he must have had some major discoveries.

Following the monkey and poppy, a group of people walked around and came to a room in a corner of the passage. This was probably an office, the small room was not big. The empty office was simply a wooden table, with many documents and two chairs on it, and nothing was left.

But everyone opened their mouths after entering the room, and their saliva kept swallowing hard into their stomachs along their throats.

There is also an independent small door in this inconspicuous office. At this moment, the door has been opened, and the dazzling gold illuminates the people who are coming to watch. Rows of golden bricks piled up like hills, neatly placed in the secret door. The dazzling golden light, like enchanting women, constantly waving their arms and calling them over with a smile.

"What's going on?" Black Bear said with a look of inexplicable expression but with a shimmering look on his face.

"I don't know, these are our spoils anyway." The monkey who discovered these unexpected talents was standing proudly by the golden mountain, holding a heavy gold brick in his hand and dancing up and down.

Everyone's eyes instantly looked at Nighthawk. Although everyone had already expressed their attitude from their eyes that these golds were their own spoils, on the battlefield, the commander Nighthawk didn't speak. No matter how many ideas they had, they could only hold them in their stomachs. The only hope was to wait for Nighthawk to nod.

Recovering from the initial shock, Nighthawk slowly regained his sanity. For a boy who grew up in a small town and lost his parents since childhood, he had never seen so much wealth in his life. In a blink of an eye, he looked at the team members' eyes that could melt everything. He understood that the team members were the same as him.

After pondering for a while, the team members felt that ten thousand years had passed. Nighthawk finally raised his head and asked solemnly: "Do you want these things?"

There was no answer, only a bean-like head, answering his question desperately.

"If you let the superior know this, it would be a serious crime. One person will be punished one by one. Maybe you have to go to prison. Are you afraid?" Nighthawk deliberately expressed his concern.

The soldiers' heads turned into rattles, and they were almost making noises.

"Okay." Nighthawk said heavily as if he had made up his mind: "We worked hard in the army and did some life-threatening life. Although the country has not treated us badly, we also have to support our family. Are the things here just used to pick them up? Do you pick them up on the road? Don't be useless, right?"

"Long live the captain, long live the captain." The soldiers cheered warmly and almost threw the nighthawk on the top of the rock wall.

Nighthawk, who had escaped and stood back on the ground, waved his hand and said, "We can't take these things away now, that's like seeking death. You guys, now move these things out and find a place to bury them. Let's find them when we are empty in the future."

No need for Nighthawk to give any more instructions, the soldiers carried gold tacitly and coordinatedly. They ran out as much as they could, and they ran out like crazy. The situation was like a group of people who fled to flee and picked up treasures, and every pore was telling their excitement.

Nighthawk laughed loudly, and finally something could add some color to this not-so-smooth journey.

After Yasha arranged his spider leads. The soldiers' ant moving project was also completed. The monkey told the Nighthawk that not only had nearly a ton of gold, but also a large amount of US dollars. They were all wrapped in oil paper and buried with the gold.

Nighthawk nodded, knowing.

The lead was dragged to the entrance of the cave, and the soldiers had already replenished the ammunition they needed from the cave. It seemed that the Poison King not only prepared money for them, but also served as a supply station.
Chapter completed!