Two hours later.
Inside a military base filled with wind and sand.
"Are you done yet? I sounded very sad when I reported your death to the headquarters!" Amatullah snatched the militant's machete and stabbed him through. He kicked the body away and turned back to angrily say, "I was so sad that I almost cried. That excited tone was to express shock! That twisted smile was to hold back tears! How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me?"
Boom!
Antonio used a vacuum shield to repel the militants from all directions, and was simply furious: "Are you kidding me? Who can laugh like they saved 20 million while trying to hold back tears?!"
"I said it was a misunderstanding. I clearly had tears of sadness in my eyes!"
Antonio was furious and turned around: "Brother Bai, please judge..."
"Hey, baby, have you eaten yet?" Bai Sheng sat leisurely on the roof of a bungalow not far away, admiring his neatly trimmed nails in the light, and spoke to the tactical headset at ease: "Oh, me, I haven't eaten yet. I don't have time to eat this bloody meat. When they are done, I will take you to a delicious Egyptian restaurant..."
The two people who were fighting fiercely fell into silence for half a second at the same time.
"You just want to get rid of the 20 million budget after I die!" Antonio was full of resentment.
Amatullah: "If you insist on thinking this way, then I can't do anything about it!"
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Because of the effect of the S-level ultimate skill, the Fire Forbidden Zone, the military facilities of the entire base were ineffective, and even the armored vehicles on the side of the road could not be driven. The unlucky three-person team could only walk to the meteorite base several kilometers away.
Most of the armed elements occupying the ground are human followers of the Round Table. These surrenderists hate, discriminate against and want to break away from ordinary people even more fiercely than the evolutionists. After their thermal weapons become ineffective, they even make their own petrol bombs and Molotov cocktails to resist stubbornly, desperately trying to prove their admiration and loyalty to extreme evolution.
Fortunately, this little resistance was just a futile effort in front of the S-level evolvers. Antonio could easily defeat them all by himself. Bai Sheng and Amatulla then went to rescue the staff detained in various places one by one, treat the seriously injured and send them to a safe hiding place.
With a loud rumble, the ground shook. Antonio knocked down the high wall and electric fence that blocked the road. Amatullah waved away the flying sand and gravel, and coughed twice because of the dust:
"Report to the headquarters, we have arrived at the entrance to the meteorite base ahead!"
Behind the half-collapsed high-voltage power grid was a vast minefield. In the center of the minefield stood a heavy lift. Judging from its structure, it should lead directly to the underground meteorite high-voltage chamber.
"Very good. The operation lasted two hours and twenty minutes. We successfully reached the target center area." Bai Sheng stepped on the mine plate, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around leisurely as if he was balancing on one leg, and asked with a smile: "How do you distribute the tasks next? Hurry up and finish it. I have to treat Supervisor Shen to lamb chops."
"Antonio will be responsible for clearing the remaining hostile forces on the ground. I will use my clearance to send Mr. Bai down, and then wait outside the tyrant's mopping-up range. After Mr. Bai successfully rescues the hostages and returns to the ground, I will be responsible for the final collective suppression of the entire scene." Amatullah looked around at the two people on his left and right: "Try to complete the task within 90 minutes. Any problems?"