Chapter 668

Fear appeared on the faces of the two Indian three.

"Why, afraid?" Qin Lang sneered at two Indian three.

"We won't give in to you lowly yellow pigs!" One Indian, A-San, said forcefully that he even called Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong "yellow pigs".

"My grass! You black skin, you think you're still white! " Ma Zhenyong snorts.

"Er..." Qin Lang coughed, "brother Ma, they are really white."

"What! How can Indian A-San be white! " Ma Zhenyong said.

"I'll explain it to you later." Qin Lang said lightly, "it seems that the biological knowledge in your middle school is not solid enough. Let's leave these two three here first. After we finish the task, let's take them away together. "

"Good." Ma Zhenyong nodded, quickly sealed the mouths of the two three with adhesive tape, and wrapped his hands and feet.

When two Indian three saw that Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong seemed to leave, they started to think of escaping again. Both of them are proficient in yoga. Although their hands and feet are entangled, they can get out of the trouble as long as they are given a little time. These two "yellow skin pigs" underestimated their strength and would regret leaving them here!

Just as the two Indian juniors were thinking about how YY escaped, Qin Lang whistled, and suddenly a sound came from the sewer, which made the two Indian juniors panic: a group of huge rats came from both ends of the sewer, and then surrounded the two Indian juniors.

These mice all stare at the two Indian juniors in the same way as they stare at delicious food. Although the two Indian juniors have received cruel training, they are obviously not ready to be rat food, especially they can't imagine the horrible feeling of being bitten by these rats.

"Two, remember my advice. Don't try to escape." "Of course, if you want to be the food for these mice, you can also try - brother Ma, let's go!" Qin Lang said to the two Indian three

Ma Zhenyong was so impressed with Qin Lang's methods. At this time, he understood why Qin Lang was so good at drilling sewers. Even if there was no map, Qin Lang could use these mice to find an outlet, because they must know where to store food. And the place to store food must be the warehouse or kitchen of the eighth regiment camp.

Sure enough, Qin Lang didn't sneak into the camp from the places where the two boys went out, but used a few mice to lead the way, and then entered the food warehouse of the eighth regiment through the ventilation pipe.

When he got out of the ground of the grain warehouse, Qin Lang patted the dust on his body, and then said to Wei Han, "use the concealed weapon that paralyzes the nerves. Don't kill directly!"

Qin Lang knows that the "enemies" to be faced tonight are all national soldiers. Although they may be short-term, there is no need to hurt their lives.

Wei Han nodded, then opened the warehouse door, and when he went out, he shot a steel needle.

About 20 meters to the left, a soldier covered his arm and stared at Qin Lang and his three men in horror as they walked out of the warehouse. Then the soldier slowly slipped to the ground. He tried desperately to shout for a price and give a warning, but unfortunately he could not say anything.

"This is the warehouse!" Ma Zhenyong said excitedly, "there must be eight regiments' uniforms here. Change into clean clothes quickly. Maybe you can still mix with Ye Bingcheng."

"That's a good idea." Qin Lang nodded and agreed. Everyone would feel uncomfortable wearing wet clothes.

After a quick change of clothes, the three slipped out of the warehouse.

When he came out of the warehouse, Qin Lang was suddenly enlightened. At this time, he finally saw the scale of the underground military base and the great human power of "Yugongyishan".

As Ma Zhenyong said before, about half of the mountain is hollowed out, and the space inside is surprisingly large, just like an underground town. Qin Lang looked up and saw that there was a space of at least 100 meters above the head of the head from the rock. Many high-rise buildings were built around him. The tallest building was 12 stories tall!

The tallest building is the headquarters of the eighth regiment.

However, it's not easy to get close to the headquarters, because under the bright light of the searchlight, there are armored vehicles patrolling around the headquarters, and there are many sentinels. Although there are still hundreds of meters away from the headquarters, Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong can feel the tense atmosphere of close monitoring.

"My grass! How can I mix in? Ye Bingcheng is too afraid of death! " Seeing this kind of closely monitored formation, Ma Zhenyong felt that it was too difficult to get into the headquarters, and it was simply an impossible task.

It's true that ye Bingcheng is too nervous about armored vehicle patrols, countless electronic eye surveillance around him, and many sentry posts. It's not war. How afraid he should be to die before he can make such a formation.

Ye Bingcheng's fear of death has made it difficult for Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong to act. In this battle, unless Qin Lang can be invisible, he will not be able to enter the headquarters quietly.

As for hard break?

Don't even think about it!

Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong don't have to say, there is no real Qi to protect their bodies, and there is no possibility of survival under the crazy shooting of automatic firearms. As for Wei Han, although his real Qi can block the bullets, Qin Lang is not sure that he can block the bombs. This is the camp of the mobile corps of the eighth and fourth armies. I don't know how many powerful weapons are put here. It's a stupid way to break in.

"Fuck, how can I get in here!" MA Zhen is brave and just to complain. Suddenly, the whole base is alarmed.

"My grass! We were found? " Ma Zhenyong didn't expect to be so unlucky 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 doesn't seem to believe it.

"Because I don't feel like it." Qin Lang relies on the sixth sense. Because he doesn't feel a strong sense of crisis, he is sure that these warnings are not aimed at them. The most likely one is at the two Indian three.

"They are going to catch those two Indian three?" Ma Zhenyong is also a veteran who has participated in many missions, and he quickly responded. Since the alarm is not aimed at them, it must be aimed at the two Indian three before.

Sure enough, many military vehicles roared out of the camp, as if to chase the two Indians.

However, the search inside the camp began.

"Remember the character of the suspect - two Indians!" A hundred meters away in a manned military vehicle, a lieutenant is reminding his soldiers of the characteristics of two infiltrators, "I grass him. Mother's three! Remember, try to keep your mouth open and shoot at non vital parts of your body! "

Hearing that the arrested suspect was "Indian third", Qin Lang and Ma Zhenyong smiled at each other, and the two Indian third exposed their whereabouts, which was safer for the two of them. Especially now there is a mess in the camp, which means they can fish in troubled waters.