The violent air waves of explosion swept across the entire position. At this moment, both ordinary terrorist soldiers and cheetah commandos were struggling under the air waves of death.

Many people were directly bombed into two halves, and the luckiest ones turned into blood mist, without any pain at all. Those injured by the bomb howled in pain, and they shot everywhere regardless of the care. But often the ones hit their own people, and even half of the Chinese special forces were not killed.

This time, the terrorists thoroughly learned about the high-explosive explosives designed by the perverts from the Equipment Department of the China National Security Bureau. Most of them were attacked by dozens of grenades at such a close distance and basically lost their combat effectiveness.

"Sir, sir, what should we do?" A cheetah commando player with his eyes blinded and his face covered in blood grabbed the commander beside him and shouted.

Fear was written on everyone's face, and the commander who was caught by him was also broken at this moment. Pain and fainting were spreading in his body. He looked around, but there was no longer the shadow of a bear hunter.

Long-term experience told him that everyone here was abandoned, including himself. A strong sense of anger in front of death surged into his heart, and the man whose legs were blown off his legs were cursed loudly.

But his curse and the wailing sounds of his companions were quickly drowned out by gunfire. At this moment, Nighthawk rushed through the last ten meters away with sixty people and looked down at these terrorists from a high point.

All guns of all types were greeted at the terrorists' heads. One bullet penetrated one head and then hit the other head until it was settled in the third head before finally stopping.

One terrorist after another fell down like this, and their eyes were filled with deep reluctance. It was obvious that they could resist a few days and at least a few hours of defense, so why didn't they resist an hour?

However, they would no longer be bothered by these things. The bullets of the special forces sent them to meet all the terrorist martyrs who died in the war. Even those terrorists who were not injured had lost the consciousness of continuing to fight. Their ruthlessness was all lost in the explosion just now, and they could only be slaughtered.

"Stop shooting." Nighthawk raised his right hand and made a stop shooting. Except for the big bull who also shot a few times, the rest of the people stopped shooting as soon as possible.

Nighthawk looked at the tragic scene in the trench, and most of them were confused and turned into a piece of bad meat that could not tell the original appearance. The modified guns assigned to them by the equipment department were too powerful, twice as powerful as before before.

More than 30 terrorists who were already frightened were also sitting in the trenches, all surrounded by their companions' flesh and blood. The gun was right beside them, but they gave up resisting and just waited for the last moment to come.

"These people are disarmed." Nighthawk said nothing nonsense. With a wave of his hand, more than twenty people immediately ran out of the team, easily throwing the terrorists who were already in a dull state to the side, temporarily relieving the crisis.

Boom, boom! At this moment, a huge explosion suddenly came from behind. Nighthawk turned his head and saw that the fire-spouting fire-spouting fire-spouting cannons on the dome of the underground base were all trapped in the sea of ​​fire at this moment.

Grenades shot into the sky from the ground, and the support frame supporting the Vulcan can no longer support it, and collapsed under the explosion of the grenades. One weapon after another fell from the sky, and all firepower quickly lost its effect.

"What an underground fortress. If I hadn't suddenly ordered to speed up, we would have all died under the full coverage of firepower." Nighthawk sighed, and his back felt a little chill when he thought of this.

"These terrorists can really think of it, put all the guns on the dome. Who would pay attention to that place in normal times? It's such a good move." Da Niu touched his chin and commented like an expert.

Bang, bang! The Hummer convoy rushed through the fire, rushing around like a bison running from the fire, directly hitting the Hummer convoy blocking the road, and quickly came to the Nighthawk.

The large group of people ran off the Hummer. The Junta and Yasha looked at the Nighthawk anxiously, and they were relieved until they were sure that everyone was fine. However, when they were raided, more than a dozen special forces soldiers died, and the battle still paid a heavy price.

The military sect stood beside Nighthawk, watching the tragic appearance of the terrorists in the trenches. Even though he was used to the big scene, he couldn't help but open his mouth and looked at Nighthawk and others in surprise.

"Captain, you are so awesome. You actually made a counterattack. We were anxious behind us, just because we were afraid that you would be over if we came later. I really didn't expect..."

The big bull slapped his chest and laughed: "What's this little thing? Even if we have twice as many enemies, we can still handle it. If you have nothing to do, learn it well in the future. This is a technical job."

Junta rolled his eyes and was very unaware of the blind confidence of the big bull. Yasha also shook his head, obviously he was not in a cold either. However, they were still shocked by the results of this battle, which was simply too strong.

Nighthawk looked at the Babu Command ahead and sneered: "Let's go, let's meet our old friend Mr. Babu, I believe he has been waiting in a hurry."

When Babu was mentioned, a cold snorted immediately came from around him. He looked at the night eagle with hatred and shot towards the bulletproof glass. If he could choose, they were willing to hang Babu on the rope and cut his flesh, causing him to die of pain in the end.

For those dead comrades, those unjust souls who will never be upset. Even if they have to pay their lives, they are willing to do so.

The old members of the Thunder Agents team followed the Nighthawks toward the Babu Command ahead, including many old members who participated in the Battle of Western Xinjiang. There, many of their comrades and friends died. Babu and each of them had an unresolved account. Even if they paid their lives, they would never be able to repay them.

Step by step, Nighthawk's mood was very complicated. They started to deal with this Babu since they were established. After so many years, they finally reached the end of the mission. His mood was extremely complicated.

"Hei Niu, Wang Chao, Qin Lian......... All the dead comrades, today, I want to avenge you."

He kicked open the gate of Babu Command, and it was empty inside. Incandescent lamps illuminated every corner, like a combat command room or a command, but there was no one in the huge space.

Nighthawk frowned, and the bad feeling before came again. His heart suddenly pounded. Could it be that the person he had been chasing for so long disappeared like this? This is absolutely not allowed to happen.

"Search it for me. In every corner, you have to find Babu for me even if you dig three feet into the ground." Nighthawk roared, and the team members who followed him also roared. Everyone had a voice in their hearts, so they must not let that bastard go.

Nighthawk frowned tightly. Before he came, he had already obtained spy information. He was sure that Babu and his important members were all in the base and none of them went out.

But now let alone Babu, even the important terrorist generals under his command disappeared. Nighthawk couldn't help but worry. This not only concerns whether the mission can be completed, but also concerns the revenge he has been pursuing in his heart.

"Captain, there is not a single person!" Jun Shi ran over with anger on his face.

"Bring the prisoners outside in." Nighthawk roared.

Immediately, the more than thirty foolish prisoners were brought in, all kneeling on the ground. Nighthawk was not long-winded and took out his pistol and shot a guy who looked like he was just a soldier.

The gunshots shook the entire hall. The terrorists who were originally frightened raised their heads in shock at this moment, as if they had just woken up from a dream. But the next moment they saw their companions lying in the pool of blood next to them, their eyes were full of horror.

"Whoever is the highest military rank here? Get out!" Nighthawk brought an unquestionable majesty, and with the pistol that was still smoke in his hand, a terrorist immediately walked out of it.

He looked at Nighthawk tremblingly, just about to say something. But Nighthawk's big hand had already pressed his neck. He felt an unprecedented force pressing his neck hard, and then his whole body soared into the air. With a bang, he was lifted up by Nighthawk and then fell to the ground, making him dizzy.

Before he could wake up, a pistol was already pressing against his forehead. The nighthawk's vicious voice came into his ears like a devil in hell.

"Say, where did Babu go? I don't have the patience. You only have one chance. If you don't want your head to turn into a watermelon, just say it quickly."

The terrorist was shocked. He was a small team leader of the Cheetah Commando. He was ordered to stay this time as the main force to restrain the Chinese special forces. He had planned to go with the bear hunting.

But the bear hunter who got a thousand swords abandoned them at a critical moment. He was already desperate, but under the gun of the Nighthawk, this despair expanded to the maximum.

"Say!" The roar of Nighthawk came again.

"I don't know, but I know that the bear hunting has been away from here for less than ten minutes. If you chase it, it's still time." The terrorist closed his eyes and hissed.

Nighthawk left him. Although he didn't know who the bear hunting was, he must be the commander of this blocking mission.

"There must be a passage here, find it for me." Nighthawk roared.

Three minutes later, someone discovered the secret door for escaping. Nighthawk looked at the passage made of dim lights, and there seemed to be no danger inside. However, the passage was very long and I don’t know where to lead on that side.

"Leave a team of people to clean up here and meet the reinforcements behind. The others will follow me to chase Babu." Nighthawk left two hundred people and brought another two hundred people into the passage.
Chapter completed!