Nighthawk's hand was like lightning that suddenly flashed in the darkness, and fell hard in front of the angry eyes of the team members. The angry soldiers who had long been aroused by the beast in front of them rushed out one after another. They were like a blooming flower scattered and separated.

The cheetah-like speed was almost the biggest capital for them to easily kill the enemy. Such a short distance was just a blink of an eye for them, and they almost left the invisible secret passage. The fingers were not controlled by their brains and pulled hard towards the trigger that had been pre-pressed for a long time.

The bullets shot through the bodies of the stunned beasts with all the anger of the soldiers. The emergency and long shots at close range were cheaper to the mercenaries, and they were almost sieve without any sense. The bodies were bombarded everywhere. The bullets drove their bodies to fly for a long distance from the close range. Only some of the heavier ones were unable to escape the effect of gravity, and could only roll around the ground like a gourd.

Nighthawk stepped on the face of the mercenary leader who was still looking gloomy and holding a sharp knife in his hand, and put a force on his feet. The heavy leather boots made a mark on the mercenary's face, and the pain made this guy howl like a pig slaughtering ghost.

"Tell me, who sent you here?" Nighthawk pulled away and kicked the mercenary hard. The poor guy immediately shrank into a ball of shrimp, and even breathing was in pain.

Both legs were shot at the joints. Nighthawk deliberately did not kill him, but just made him lose his ability to fight and move, in order to get some information out of this guy's mouth. He didn't want to be robbed of the first prize all day long. This is a very unpleasant thing.

The mercenary was twisted for a long time and suddenly laughed. His smile was so strange but extremely tragic. He stared at Nighthawk fiercely and said, "If you want to kill your grandpa, hurry up and start, if you are a hero. Humph, I want to ask for a word, you are dreaming."

"You deserve to be a hero, do you want to die?" Nighthawk smiled sinisterly, raised his feet and stepped heavily on the wound on his knees that was bleeding. He also turned his feet hard.

The mercenary screamed and raised his upper body, but the huge pain immediately made him lose his strength and just cursed: "You bastard, I want to kill you. You won't die a good death."

Nighthawk just looked at him with a sneer, but his feet were even harder. After stepping on for a while, seeing that the mercenaries on the ground were almost exhausted, Nighthawk finally put down his feet and asked in a tone like a blizzard in the cold winter: "Have you thought about it? Tell me quickly."

The mercenary, who had no pain and pressure, felt relieved all over. His body was exhausted by the cold sweat that kept flowing out. Even when his fingers moved, he would touch the heartache in his lower body. It turned out that this is the case with death. It was just that before death, the sinful soul would be judged by the living.

The mercenary smiled bitterly and looked at Ye Ying with great difficulty, his eyes full of nostalgia and determination: "Hmph! It seems that I can't survive. But if you want to use my set of information, you can't imagine." His eyes suddenly looked at Ye Ying with deep meaning, and laughed loudly: "You won't have any good ending!"

Suddenly, laughter came suddenly, the mercenary foamed at the mouth and his head quickly tilted to the side.

"No, he's taking poison!" Nighthawk stepped forward and pried open the mercenary's mouth. Before he got the information, he didn't want this guy to die like this. A strong smell of medicine came, and Nighthawk let go of the mercenary's body and stood up helplessly.

"Potassium cyanide, this guy is determined to die. This amount is more than enough to poison both elephants!" Nighthawk was a little disappointed. He felt a little bad foreshadowing what the mercenary said to him in the end.

Recently, he felt that his sixth sense was particularly powerful, especially in unlucky things. His heartbeat was accelerating, and he didn't know if there would be anything else terrible to him.

"Captain, come and see, isn't this guy Lao Zhou's bodyguard?" Nighthawk turned his head and saw Meng Fei squatting on the ground, his eyes were dug out in his arms, and his dying man in black was lying.

He quickly walked up to him and carefully identified him. Although his eyes were filled with terrifying blood red, his flesh turned outward, and his two eye sockets were hollow and had no substance. However, based on his appearance and figure, Nighthawk roughly identified that this was Lao Zhou's bodyguard, or the bodyguard who had handed him water.

Unexpectedly, meeting here is a separation of life and death. Ye Ying couldn't help but sigh at the ups and downs of life. She thought that she was full of energy and entered Fusang together. But now the hero is lonely and is killed here by a dog. She couldn't help but feel sad and emotional when she met this bodyguard.

The bodyguard seemed to feel the arrival of Nighthawk, and his trembling hands slowly groped in the void. Nighthawk knew his intentions, and grabbed the bodyguard's big hand full of soil and blood, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. He used the warmth of his life to soothe the dying heart of this former comrade.

The bodyguard seemed to have caught the last thing that was left to memorable in the world, and smiled slightly, but on his terrifying face now, it seemed extremely sad.

The bodyguard used all his strength to point to the corner of the house and said faintly: "Nighthawk...Brother...Old Zhou...Save!" Suddenly, Nighthawk felt the big hand in his hand suddenly hang down and fell hard on the dirty ground full of sand.

After giving his last words and fulfilling his mission, the bodyguard smiled until his death. It seemed that he had never cared about his life and death. There was only Lao Zhou's existence in his life.

Meng Fei gently put the bodyguard's bodyguard to the ground. Daniu had already carried another bodyguard over, allowing the two bodyguards who were at least colleagues to be together side by side during their lifetime. They both died for Lao Zhou, and even now Nighthawks don't know their real names. They can only summarize them in the words of the bodyguard, the two popular people, perhaps only a dull life.

No one knew the origins of these bodyguards who followed Lao Zhou right away. But everyone respected them. Starting from Nighthawk, everyone took off their hats and gave a solemn greeting to the bodyguard who didn't know if they could be called martyrs.

"Captain. What did he say before he died just now!" Looking at the mess all over the ground, Ye Ying was stunned and suddenly heard the big bull's reminder and couldn't help but look at the side of the bodyguard's finger just now.

There was an open space there, nothing was piled up, and it looked quite flat. However, it seemed to be a bit too flat. Nighthawk quickly walked to the wall in three steps and looked carefully.

In fact, this place is no different from other places. The unique green brick floor in the last century, and even the walls were paved with blue bricks. The ancient and mysteriousness of this abandoned building is everywhere.

Perhaps it has been abandoned for a long time, and sand and dust are everywhere, and the ground is filled with swelling.

"Wait! Yes! Dust is dust!" Nighthawk suddenly screamed in surprise. At his feet, there was no dust on the floor made of many bluestone bricks, which was a strong contrast with the decadent scene around him. If you hadn't looked carefully, you would not have discovered this subtle change at all.

Nighthawk hurriedly squatted down, plucked his fingers and gently tapped the small piece of ground. A crisp "dongdong" sound came afterwards, and it was obvious that there was empty below.

Nighthawk happily took out a knife from his arms, tried to find the gap, and took a knife down, and lifted up the bluestone slab as a cover.

There was darkness below, and the bluestone slabs pried open only revealed a darker channel. I don’t know what kind of soft light to generate electricity was used to cross the nighthawk’s body, and I could only slightly illuminate a little gap in front of me, and I couldn’t even see the farther place.

Nighthawk put away his knife, took out the tactical light and wanted to go down. His arm suddenly tightened. Nighthawk turned around in surprise and found that it was Big Niu who held him with a worried look on his face.

"Captain, I'll go first! I don't know what's going on below, it's too dangerous." Daniu's worry was beyond words. After returning from R Country, he had already regarded this captain who was his peers as his elder brother. Daniu is a person who is happy with grudges, and the things he has decided will never change in his life. At this moment, he saw Nighthawk taking risks in person, and he couldn't help but worry for him.

Nighthawk was stunned, and for a moment, he thought it was the honest black bear who had returned to his side, reminding him to pay attention to safety.

But the blurry scene immediately turned into a big bull again. Nighthawk smiled and took away the big bull's big hand: "Don't worry, if someone in this world wants to kill me, it will definitely not be him!"

No longer caring about the big bull's nagging, the Nighthawk jumped down and his body instantly sank into the darkness. He turned on the tactical light in his hand, and a bleak white light pierced the darkness, illuminating a huge area.

This passage should be the escape passage of this abandoned base. In the past, the project quality was very high. After so many years, the escape passage built next to the sewage channel was not stained at all.

The passage is very narrow, and it is already very difficult for two people to pass through at the same time. It seems that it is destined to be good at designing. Those who can walk along this path are valuable big names. Those who can only be cannon fodder will only stay here forever like the two bodyguards above.

Although the tactical lights are relatively far away, there is still no end to see at a glance. Nighthawk is anxious and can't help but speed up and runs forward quickly.

After running for five minutes, the road ahead suddenly became clear. The passage that could only allow one person to run became much wider. The feeling of depression in the narrow passage for a long time also disappeared as the road widened.

"Stop, don't move, just shoot when you move!" In the darkness, a dark voice suddenly came out, floating like a ghost, making people unable to understand his specific direction, and it was even a little unreal.

Nighthawk was startled. Even if the voice turned so pale, it would never be forgotten. He couldn't help but shout, "Lao Zhou, is it you?"

"Nighthawk?" The voice in the dark trembled for a moment, and then a pale and haggard face slowly appeared under the nighthawk's light. Nighthawk was delighted to find that he was Lao Zhou.
Chapter completed!