The old man seemed to have not been so happy for a long time. Seeing Nighthawk's eagerness to know the answer, he couldn't be happier. Perhaps he hadn't received respect from people outside the village for a long time, and even his slightly curved face at this moment

His body became much taller in an instant.

The old man chuckled and said, "Sir, don't be anxious. You need to talk about this matter slowly."

Looking at his unhurried look, Nighthawk was heartbroken. Thinking that just now you acted like a third-grandson, and now you have turned into an old man telling stories? What a treasure, so let's start.

Selling the goods.

There is no way, the matter is kept in others' belly, and I am not a roundworm, I can still go in to find out what is going on, just wait.

The old man looked calm and calm, and regardless of whether Nighthawk was in a hurry or not, he shook his head and said slowly: "Sir! It's about a day's journey from here. There is a mountain, and in the mountain, there is a cave. In the cave

Well, there are a lot of people, and a lot of people don’t know what they are doing.”

Nighthawk was almost asleep, listening to the old man chanting sutras as if he didn't know what scriptures he was talking about. He wished he could go up and slap him twice. Then he poured out all the words in his stomach like a bamboo basket.

However, Nighthawk still resisted this impulse and reminded the old man with a hint of anxiety: "Village Chief, I'm pressed for time. If you have anything to say, just focus on the key points. Okay."

The old man shook his head and said with a wry smile: "You young people are just impatient. Just like my grandson, when he went fishing in the river, he couldn't wait for the fish to take the bait, so he jumped in first. The fish also ran away, and his clothes

It’s wet too. I’ll get beaten by my son when I go back.” As he said that, he even laughed to himself.

Nighthawk was really defeated by this old man, but he had no choice but to know the information. He patiently listened to the old man's talk.

He probably got tired of talking and talked about other things for a long time. The old man finally brought the topic back: "That mountain is so big that you can't even walk it in a day. Legend has it that gods lived there in the past.

The locals here call it the sacred mountain."

"Holy Mountain? Is there any magical place?" Nighthawk frowned and asked.

"We don't know about this. It is said that there is the most precious thing in the world in that mountain, but the old man doesn't know what it is specifically. It's just that the Poison King sent a lot of soldiers to protect that place some time ago.

They surrounded it to prevent outsiders from approaching, saying they wanted to dig some holes.

No, a lot of young people from villages hundreds of miles away have been picked off. My son was also picked to work for a while, and he just came back two days ago."

"What are they digging?" Nighthawk vaguely felt that the truth of the matter was about to surface. The Poison King mobilized people to dig out a mountain with hundreds of miles around. It would definitely not be a small matter. Could it be that it was another mountain?

Arms warehouse? Or is this a place specially prepared for nuclear bombs?

"That's not clear. When we went there, we were responsible for digging a deep hole in the mountain. After digging, the poison king gave them money and let them come back. I heard from my son that many soldiers went in by themselves.

They started digging, saying that the rest of the matter was kept secret and could not be known to the children." The old man patted the dust on his body and slowly recalled it.

"Don't let anyone know, and you have to use your own hands." This made Nighthawk even more suspicious. If it wasn't a shocking secret, how could it be so mysterious? He still had to use his own soldiers to do these things, Nighthawk gradually

I feel that the figure of the nuclear bomb is not too far away from me.

"Then how many troops do they have there?" Suddenly, Nighthawk thought of the key question. Although he knew that the place was very secret, he couldn't just run there recklessly. He had to know something about it.

The old man thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Is this it? Listen to my kid, there are a lot of them anyway, thousands of people. They all take turns to stand guard and go into the cave to work. The people around that place are surrounded by

The water is blocked. My baby dropped something inside and turned around to get it. There were people standing guard far away to prevent him from entering. "

Nighthawk's brows were about to turn into knots. There were thousands of people, maybe even more. What was the concept of a reinforced regiment? With just a few people like him, it was like moths flying into the flames.

"The Poison King doesn't know what he's doing, but no matter what he does, it won't get in our way." The old man chuckled, as if the matter was none of his business.

Nighthawk said to the old man, "Old Man, King of Poisons," and he didn't like it. Why is it that a drug dealer, who may not be older than you, is respectfully called an old man?

But that's a person's right, you can shout if you want. Nighthawk said goodbye to the old man in a hurry. He turned around and gathered the team. Following the direction pointed by the old man, he drove out of the village and walked towards the sacred mountain. He had already made up his mind.

Determination. He will find the nuclear bomb even if it is a dragon's pool or a tiger's den. He will not give up until he completes the mission.

"Captain, what have you been chatting with that old man for a long time? I thought he was related to you, look at the enthusiasm with which you talked." Daniel laughed and joked, with a rogue look on his face.

Nighthawk glared at him angrily, thinking that a dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory. He stood still and said to everyone: "We have a new mission."

The soldier, who was originally baffled by the sudden march, suddenly heard that there was a new mission and hurriedly came over. His ears were as straight as a monkey's, curiously listening to Nighthawk's arrangements.

"The old man just said that the Poison King is doing a lot of construction work in a mountain more than a day's walk from here. I don't know what to dig out. There is also a reinforcement group standing guard around it. I think such a big movement is definitely not a simple matter.

.Our next target is there, maybe a nuclear bomb will appear there." Nighthawk said his thoughts calmly.

No one objected. Since Nighthawk had already decided, they just had to obey the order. Not to mention a reinforced regiment, even a reinforced division could not scare these special forces who lived on the tip of a knife.

Only the three recruits, Bai Yu, trembled inadvertently. They could still clearly remember how much threat and harm the pursuing soldiers of the two regiments caused to them during the first selection. Now they are facing with real swords and guns.

, they couldn't help but feel a little afraid in their hearts.

But they can only keep these thoughts in their hearts and slowly ponder them. The team has embarked on a new journey, heading towards the known dangers and unknown mysteries.

The team once again fell into the endless green. The team members felt that the trees around them were all the same. After a long time, they even thought that they were standing still and not moving forward even half a point.

If it weren't for the chirping of black bears and bulls from time to time ahead, the soldiers marching leisurely would have thought they were in a dream. And this forest was just an endless picture in a fairy tale.

The day's journey was neither fast nor slow. The soldiers moved closer to the sacred mountain at a speed of 7 kilometers per hour. Night fell, and it was dark and quiet. The red sun rose, and the sound revived. They did not take a break among them.

, the old team members didn't care, but Bai Yu and the other three gradually felt that it was a bit too much.

Although they did not encounter any enemy situations along the way, carrying heavy backpacks weighing tens of kilograms and marching without stopping for nearly an hour was already beyond their capacity. Even if they had reached the physique of a special forces soldier, it was incomparable.

For veterans, the difference is not even a slight difference.

Suddenly, the sound of "chirping" birds came rapidly from the front, and the nighthawk quickly raised its left hand clenched into a fist, stopping the march of the team.

The soldiers were squatting on the ground, holding their guns nervously, and looking ahead for a moment. They had been walking for a day, and they had probably arrived at the Poison King's territory. Although there was no trace of the mountain in front of them, even the sky was covered with dense

The jungle covers it. But who knows if the mountain is right in front of you.

Like a cheetah flying close to the ground, Daniel came to Nighthawk very quickly, panting slightly and said: "Captain, um, there is something going on ahead, you go and take a look."

Nighthawk was a little surprised. What kind of thing could make this fearless man feel slightly nervous? His intuition told him that something was not good ahead.

Nighthawk waved and came forward with Bai Yu and the others. He had now asked these three people to stay with him. He really didn't trust them in his heart.

Not far away, the broad back of the black bear appeared under a big tree. Nighthawk and the others walked forward and looked at the black bear standing still in surprise.

The black bear nuzzled at the crowd and stopped talking.

Following the gaze of the black bear, Nighthawk was surprised to find that this was an uncleaned battlefield. Not far from his feet, a large number of bullet casings were lying on the ground, almost forming a hill.

The heavy machine gun was leaning lazily to one side. With this machine gun as the center, a small circle was filled with bullet casings. It was obvious that a fierce battle had taken place here.

Looking further away, there were many feather arrows stuck in the trees and in the ground. This surprised Nighthawk, and he casually pulled out a feather arrow that was nailed deeply into the trunk of the tree. The arrowhead was extremely sharp and shone with a white cold light.

One glance gave me a biting chill.

"Could it be that those who are fighting against the holders of these modern weapons are people with cold weapons?" Nighthawk thought in disbelief. He threw away the arrow in his hand, took a few steps forward, picked it up and buried it on the ground.

Among the green grass, a single sword gleamed like an arrow.

The blade was very bright and slightly dazzling. I don't know what kind of material it was made of. It was completely natural and had no flaws. After weighing the weight, it turned out that it was not heavy at all. I chopped it down with the knife, and a tree next to me that was being held by one person was broken in the middle.

The fracture is neat and smooth.

"It seems that someone with a cold weapon attacked the group of people with guns." Nighthawk frowned deeply and looked at the knife in his hand.

"Why are you so sure?" Bai Yu asked puzzledly. Nighthawk was not at the scene, how could he possibly know.

Daniel snorted with his nostrils disdainfully and said lightly: "Didn't you see that all the bullet casings were shrunk in this area? It was obviously for defense. But these arrows were shot from all directions, and the draw length was still so long. These people with guns

, the whole army was wiped out."

Bai Yu and the other three couldn't help being horrified, and their eyes turned back to the deserted battlefield. Only the blackened ground told the story of what might have happened in the past.

Nighthawk felt very heavy. What did it mean to encounter these things before arriving at the place?
Chapter completed!