The night was swallowing the starlight bit by bit, and the thick dark clouds finally covered the entire harbor. The dizzy yellow lights on the two ocean-going freighters gradually faded, and the night slowly deepened.

In the invisible darkness, mysterious power was restless, and an uneasy aura enveloped the heads of every person lurking in the darkness. They held their weapons tightly and looked at the two cargo ships in the distance with their eyes tightly.

Nighthawk was covered in camouflage disguise, half-squatting on the ground, holding an infrared telescope and carefully watching the every move of the cargo ship in the distance. No matter who his opponent was, on such a night, he was afraid that a high-power infrared instrument would scan him.

Nighthawk put down his telescope, turned to Jiro who was squatting aside and said, "Yes, these two ships are full of people, dense! Only such a boat can carry so many people to Fusang."

Jiro's face was a little pale, as if he hadn't heard Nighthawk's words at all. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. After a day, he was still asking himself whether he had done anything wrong.

Telling the information to the Prime Minister and the Chinese is equivalent to betraying the Emperor. In fact, it doesn't matter if he betrays the Emperor. He only respects the old general who is in charge of the security headquarters. The old man who can fall down at any time in his twilight years is the place where all his concerns are. He is like his father, and his light will always be shrouded in himself.

"Why tell us?" Nighthawk looked at Jiro tightly, trying to guess some of his thoughts from the young man's wooden facial expression.

"For the whole Fusang." Jiro turned his head suddenly, his scarlet eyes as if stained with blood. He once again saw the tragic situation of the Americans attacking D Kyoto. Countless comrades fell beside him, and his broken body and warm heart were moving forward in the ruins with a warm heart. The children who had lost their homes leaned helplessly against the bodies of their parents who had been cold and howled.

Scenes come like a tide, that is the hell on earth, that is the cruelest scene that the demon transforms into. Jiro couldn't imagine that his country was once again trapped in such a tragedy, and did he still have the courage to watch it again, so no matter whether he betrayed anyone, he would have to prevent such things from happening again.

"The Emperor is no longer worthy of my loyalty. If he just wants to launch a military change, as a soldier, I take obeying orders as my duty. But he has introduced terrifying forces into Fusang, it will make the whole situation uncontrollable. Many innocent people will die, and my hometown will burn in the fire of war. Blood will dye the earth red, and everyone's eyes will be left with the desire to survive. This is my home. If anyone wants to destroy my home, I will take up weapons and fight him to the end without hesitation, even if that person is the Emperor."

Nighthawk looked at the young man quietly. He didn't know Jiro. He knew from Yasha's mouth how excellent this young man was. If a person has the courage to face the Apache armed helicopter in a situation of dying, his firm confidence can defeat all the difficulties in the world, and he will be the strongest.

Nighthawk's hands were heavily placed on Jiro's shoulders, as heavy as a mountain. This was the promise between men: "Your hometown will not fall into war again. I swear with the honor of my military that China will definitely let Fuso bloom among the cherry blossoms. Every year on Mount Fuji, cherry blossoms like snow will float."

Jiro nodded heavily, and believed in the Nighthawk. The man in front of him stood in this harbor like Mount Fuji. He symbolized peace, but when he broke out, it would also bring about the slurry that would obliterate everything.

Nighthawk smiled slightly, turned his head, and had become a general who was determined to kill and decisive: "General Li Hai, has your division been deployed?"

Nighthawk stared at Li Hai next to him. Li Hai immediately felt like hundreds of sharp flying knives were shooting at him, and the momentum that could kill everything was even a chilling man.

"Yes, the chief." Li Hai's military rank is lower than that of Nighthawk, and he is just a colonel. He looked at Nighthawk respectfully: "My 10,000 people and 10,000 people from the Guard Division have been deployed around the surrounding area, firmly surrounding the harbor. General Sakamura's armed helicopter formation is also on standby at any time, just waiting for your order to arrive here within twenty minutes."

"Very good." Nighthawk turned his head and looked at the freighter in front of him: "These damn terrorists first destroyed an ancient city that had been around for hundreds of years in our Western Xinjiang, and now they are going to Fusang to take care of our family affairs. These grandchildren are indispensable in any trouble in this world. Since this is the case, let them taste our power again."

"Notify the helicopter formation and set sail immediately. In twenty-five minutes, the first round of attacks must be launched on the two cargo ships." Nighthawk waved his hand fiercely, marking that the battle has officially begun.

Li Hai quickly passed the order, and in the dark, the sound of the telegram sounded faintly. The satellite phone floated into the microphone of the helicopter formation commander who was waiting at the airport with the words of the messenger. Twenty hovering helicopters immediately took off and flew ruthlessly towards Yokohama Port with weapons that could destroy everything.

In the darkness, a small team quickly moved closer to the Nighthawk. The soldiers guarding along the way made way. They were like elves of the dark night, returning to the deeper darkness in black death.

Yasha was wet all over, and his one-piece diving wetsuit highlighted his proud figure. The clear muscles were the realm that every man longed to reach, but these were just the most ordinary signs on Yasha.

The frogman team passed the realm and went to the back to change clothes. Yasha squatted beside the Nighthawk with a wicked smile on his face: "Captain, I'm really a ruthless thing this time. Each person carried twenty kilograms of tnt explosives, all buried under two cargo ships. Even if there were no helicopters, six hundred kilograms of explosives could make them sink to the bottom of the water to feed the turtle."

Yasha's smile is very relaxed. Tnt is the king of explosives, a high-explosive explosive that terrorist organizations around the world deserve, and it is also Yasha's favorite. The explosives equivalent to aviation bombs are placed at the bottom of the freighter. No matter how strong the freighter is, it cannot withstand the power of Tnt.

The hard steel will explode like banana slices, and a large amount of sea water will surge into the freighter. According to normal calculations, the two freighters will sink to the bottom of the sea within half an hour. Even without the attack of armed helicopters, these two freighters are destined to be scrap.

Before the attack, Nighthawk had calculated the attack mode. A war would be going on later. He did not want his troops to suffer any losses when facing the powerful Americans. Then, facing the terrorist army that is hiding in the cargo ship like a turtle in the jar, the most suitable method is to explode.

I don’t know if Babu vomited blood when he heard this news. His most elite troops were about to go to hell without even stepping on Fusang’s land.

But Nighthawk would tell him that this is the cruelty of modern warfare, and that is the harshness of war under the guidance of high-tech weapons and strategies. If terrorism wants to go against the great China, there is no chance of winning at all.

Now everyone is waiting, waiting for the arrival of the helicopter. When the armed helicopter pours down tons of bombs, it will be a signal of the general offensive.

Jinsha's brows were beating, he didn't sleep, and he stood on the deck with the railing. I don't know what happened, but he always felt a very bad feeling. This feeling had happened when he attacked Huaxia before, and it was very accurate every time.

He didn't want to have such a premonition, because it indicates failure. He could no longer withstand failure. His friend was dead, and his most respected general was still waiting for his good news. He could not fail again.

"Sir, what are you thinking?" Tianlang had come to Jinsha at some point. Since he got the drug mutated, his body's various functions almost approached the wild beasts. So when he approached, even Jinsha crawled out of the pile of dead people did not notice it.

"It's nothing, look at the sea. In our hometown, we can never see the sea." Jinsha sighed and looked at the sea ahead. The waves were surging, as if they were endless blood waves. The brothers who died in battle waved at him in the waves.

"It's windy at night, so you'd better take a break early. Maybe we'll attack D Beijing tomorrow, and the troops need you." Tianlang said the truth. He only really praised two people in his life, Jinsha was one.

Jinsha turned his head and looked straight at Tianlang. In fact, he didn't like this guy. The people in the Cheetah Commando were basically crazy and perverts. They were either murderers or perverts. The guy in front of him was a monster who had evolved after taking medicine. Jinsha only believed in the heroes who fought with one sword and one shot on the battlefield. He had always hated perverts.

But today I don’t know what happened, but I looked at Tianlang with indescribable kindness. The cold feeling in my palm came, and the wolf-headed belt head was firmly held in the palm of my hand. It was the only thing left by my good friend Yingbu.

"Tianlang, if we all die in battle tomorrow, will you regret coming to this damn place?" Jinsha asked with her eyes wide open.

"No." Tianlang replied very readily: "I will be very happy. Sir, you must not know how painful it is to be so strong that it is very difficult for a person to die, right? If someone could shoot me on the head with one hand and let me end that pain, I would be very grateful to him."

Jinsha was stunned. This was the most ridiculous answer he had ever heard. Who would be so silly to death? He saw Tianlang’s smile on his lips, which was a truly fearless smile.

There seemed to be a whole dark cloud hitting the sky, and under such a thick black cloud, it still looked so clear.

"It's going to rain. It's really a country with a very fast weather." Jinsha looked at the dark clouds and felt that it was floating in a little fast.
Chapter completed!