Fear appeared on the faces of these two Indian juniors.
"Why, are you scared?" Qin Lang sneered at the two Indian Asan.
"We will not give in to you lowly yellow pigs!" One of the Indian assan said stubbornly, and he even called Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong "yellow pigs".
"Fuck! You nigga, you think you're still white!" Ma Zhenyong snorted coldly.
"Uh..." Qin Lang coughed dryly, "Brother Ma, they are really Caucasian."
"What! How could the Indian Ah San be Caucasian!" Ma Zhen said bravely.
"I'll explain this question to you later." Qin Lang said lightly, "It seems that your biological knowledge in middle school is not solid enough. Leave these two Asan here first, and we will get them together after we finish the task." Walk."
"Okay." Ma Zhenyong nodded, quickly sealed the mouths of the two Ah Sans with tape, and bound their hands and feet.
Seeing that Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong seemed to be about to leave, the two Indian Ah Sans thought of running away again. Both of them are good at yoga. Although their hands and feet are entangled, as long as they are given a little time, they can out of trouble. These two "yellow pigs" underestimated their strength and left them here, they will definitely regret it!
Just when the two Indian assams were wondering how to escape, Qin Lang blew a whistle, and suddenly there was a sound of rustling in the sewer, and then the scene of the two Indian assams frightened appeared: only a group of Huge rats rushed over from both ends of the sewer, and surrounded the two Indian girls.
These rats stared at the two Indian assholes as if they were staring at delicious food. Although the two Indian assholes had received cruel training, they were obviously not ready to be rat food. Especially they dare not imagine the horrible feeling of being bitten by these rats.
"Two, remember my advice, don't try to escape." Qin Lang said to the two Indian assan, "Of course, if you want to be the food of these rats, then you can also try—Brother Ma, we Walk!"
Ma Zhenyong really admired Qin Lang's methods. At this time, he understood why Qin Lang was so good at drilling sewers, because even if there was no map, Qin Lang could use these mice to find the exit, because these mice must know where there is food storage The place. And the place to store food must be the warehouse or kitchen of the Eighth Regiment Camp.
Sure enough, Qin Lang did not sneak into the camp from where the two Ah Sans went, but used a few mice to lead the way, and then entered the grain warehouse of the Eighth Regiment through the ventilation pipe.
Getting out from the underground of the grain warehouse, Qin Lang patted the dust on his body, and then said to Wei Han: "Use a hidden weapon that paralyzes the nerves, don't kill people directly!"
Qin Lang knew that the "enemies" he was going to face tonight were all soldiers of the country. Although they might fight hand to hand, there was no need to hurt their lives.
Wei Han nodded, then opened the warehouse door, and the moment he went out, he shot a steel needle.
About twenty meters to the left, a soldier covered his arm and stared in horror at Qin Lang and the three coming out of the warehouse. Then the soldier slowly slid to the ground. He desperately wanted to call out the price to warn, but unfortunately He couldn't say anything.
"This is the material warehouse!" Ma Zhenyong said excitedly, "There must be the military uniforms of the Eighth Regiment here. Hurry up and change into clean clothes, maybe you can get in front of Ye Bingcheng."
"That's a good idea." Qin Lang nodded in agreement, wearing wet clothes on his body would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
After a quick change of clothes, the three slipped out of the warehouse.
Coming out of the warehouse, Qin Lang suddenly became enlightened. At this time, he finally saw the scale of this underground military base, and also saw the great human power of "Yugong Yishan".
As Ma Zhenyong said before, about half of this mountain has been hollowed out, and the space inside is surprisingly large, just like an underground town. Qin Lang looked up, and there was at least a hundred meters of space above the rock above his head, and there were many high-rise buildings built around him, and the tallest building was even twelve stories high!
And the tallest building is the headquarters of the Eighth Regiment.
However, it is not easy to get close to the command post, because under the bright light of the searchlight, there are armored vehicles patrolling around the command post, and there are many sentries, even though there are still hundreds of meters away from the command post, But both Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong could feel the tension of the closely monitored atmosphere.
"Fuck! How can I get in? Ye Bingcheng, an old guy, is too afraid of death!" Seeing this closely monitored situation, Ma Zhenyong felt that it was too difficult to get in the command, and it was simply an impossible task.
Indeed, with armored vehicles patrolling, countless electronic eyes monitoring all around, and many sentries checking guards, Ye Bingcheng made Nima too nervous. This is not a war. He must be so afraid of death that he made such a formation.
Ye Bingcheng's fear of death brought difficulty to Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong's actions. In this battle, unless Qin Lang can hide, there is no way to enter the headquarters quietly.
As for breaking in
Don't even think about it!
Needless to say, Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong had no chance of surviving under the frenzied fire of automatic firearms without their true energy protection. As for Wei Han, although his body protection zhenqi can block bullets, Qin Lang is not sure that he can block the bombardment of shells. And this is the camp of the Mobile Corps of the 843rd Army. I don't know how many powerful weapons are placed here. It is definitely a very stupid way to forcefully break into it.
"Damn it, how do you get in here!" Ma Zhenyong was about to complain, when suddenly the sirens of the entire base blared.
"I'm stupid! We were discovered?" Ma Zhenyong didn't expect such unlucky luck today.
"Don't move." Qin Lang pressed Ma Zhenyong's shoulder and reminded him, "It's not for us."
"How do you know?" Ma Zhenyong didn't seem to believe it.
"Because I don't feel it." Qin Lang was purely relying on his sixth sense, because he didn't feel a strong sense of crisis, so he was sure that these alarms were not aimed at them, most likely they were aimed at the two Indians just now. three.
"Are they going to catch those two Indians?" Ma Zhenyong is also a veteran who has participated in many missions, and he quickly realized that since the alarm was not directed at them, it must be directed at the previous two. The Indian Ah San has gone.
Sure enough, many military vehicles roared and rushed out of the camp, as if to hunt down the two Indians.
However, searches inside the camp have also begun.
"Remember the characteristics of the suspects—they are two Indians!" A lieutenant was reminding his soldiers on the characteristics of the two infiltrators in a military vehicle a hundred meters away, "I hate him. Damn it! Remember! , try to save as much as possible, and shoot at non-critical parts of his body!"
Hearing that the arrested suspect was "Indian Ah San", Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong looked at each other and smiled. The two Indian Ah Sans revealed their whereabouts, which was safer for them. Especially now that the camp is in trouble, it means that they can fish in troubled waters.