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Yan Chong did not stop Zhao Yiliang again, but checked the past one by one among the group of soldiers.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yiliang asked, "Isn't it enough with these guns and bullets?"

"I don't think it is enough." Yan Chong said, "Are you satisfied with a few guns? Don't you want a car? If this military jeep runs out of gas, where do you go to refuel?"

"This is a problem." Zhao Yiliang smiled, and followed Yan Chong, turning over the corpse on the ground.

It didn't take long for them to put together a set of military uniforms with no major damage.

They each had a disguise, and put these clothes on them. At first glance, they looked like two American soldiers.

But there is still a problem, and that is that both of them are purebred Asians.

If they are placed in the South Korean army, with their strong physique, coupled with their ability to speak Korean fluently, even if they have big eyes and double eyelids, there is no problem at all if they want to pretend to be Korean soldiers.

But based on their looks, it is a bit difficult to say that they are American.

In order to prevent the invasion of special agents, very few American troops sent to South Korea are of Asian descent.

"Have you considered the issue of appearance?" Zhao Yiliang asked, "My infiltration plan may end here."

"What are you afraid of?" Yan Chong said with a smile, "The car must have a way to the front of the mountain. The problem now is not how to get into the base, but how to get the people out of the base. Otherwise, we just have to sneak in. Now we don't want to steal. Oil!"

Zhao Yiliang looked at the corpse of the colonel that had been blown up and said, "You are greedy. Why don't you say stealing a tank?"

Yan Chong secretly said in his heart: "I have finished stealing...otherwise why do you think I would steal oil?"

"Adjust to circumstances." Yan Chong did not explain in detail. "You are a person who does things with too much purpose. You always accomplish your goals and then you don't think about it. This is why you lose every time. If you don't steal When it comes to gasoline, wouldn’t it be good to steal some rapeseed oil?"

"What are you doing on the fly!" Zhao Yiliang was clicked by him and curled his lips, "I see, you think there must be US dollars in the US military base? Who would ask for rapeseed oil?"

You know what a shit!

However, Yan Chong did not correct him either, after all, Zhao Yiliang reminded him.

If there are really a lot of dollars in the base, it would be a good thing.

Although Yan Chong does not have a driver's license, his driving expertise is still activated.

With his skills, he can't drive a tank, but it's no problem to drive a jeep in the open field.

So Yan Chong took the initiative to invite Ying and drove the jeep towards the US military base again.

Of course, Yan Chong's current driving method is still inseparable from the routine of the Need for Speed. Quick acceleration, drift, and fast cornering are all common actions.

It is very easy for him to drive a vehicle on a video game console, but in a real situation, it is far from it.

Zhao Yiliang next to him is a determined man. Even if he is killed, he doesn't even wrinkle his brows; he doesn't blink when he falls off a high cliff.

But this time, sitting in the car driven by Yan Chong, he threw up...

"Next time, can you let me drive?" Zhao Yiliang wiped his mouth and finally said.

"It's easy to say, easy to talk." Yan Chong hit haha, he didn't even plan to take this stubbornly.

According to his driving habits, regardless of stability and instability, he drove really fast anyway. On this flat road, there was no collision or overturning, and he finally came to the door of the base safely.

"Who?" Even though he saw the car in his camp, the guard at the door made a routine questioning.

But Yan Chong had no plans to go in at all.

"Colon James, Colonel him..." Yan Chong pretended to be very sad, and covered his face, "Come on! The other party has an ambush, it will be too late if you don't come again!"

After speaking, he turned the front of the car and prepared to drive far away.

The guards of the base knew what had happened just now, and they also knew that the colonel had taken someone out. At this time, someone reported the bad news, so naturally there was no doubt about it.

They quickly reported the situation to their superiors level by level.

The colonel that Yan Chong killed was named James, the highest commander in this base.

He took a small company out. Originally, he wanted to show his way in the mountains and stand up.

But I didn't expect it to be folded there.

The commander of the base now, although also a colonel, is a deputy, restrained everywhere, and usually has no chance to issue orders.

This time I heard that the Supreme Commander was lying in ambush in the mountains, and immediately ordered to go to rescue.

If he is saved, of course it will be good, and the credit will naturally fall on him.

If he can't be saved, it's actually not bad. He is dead over there, he is the highest commander of this base, and power will be handed over soon.

And he also had the same mind, to stand up for power in this battle, let his subordinates confirm his wisdom and talents, and let everyone know that he is better than the colonel.

So this time, the entire US military base can be said to have been dispatched. If tanks were not suitable for operation in the woods, he would have to send tanks out.

This time he dispatched the base-like troops, riding in a jeep and a troop carrier, he didn't need Yan Chong to lead the way at all, and chased him in the direction that the colonel had moved forward.

Yan Chong and Zhao Yiliang looked at each other and thought: It is better if you don't need us to lead the way, and we have saved a lot of trouble.

So Zhao Yiliang's car drove slower and slower, and soon left the team.

The two of them parked the jeep to a safe location, then sneaked down and back, sneaking into the US military base from the other direction.

Yan Chong naturally catapulted in with a grappling hook, and Zhao Yiliang also had his way.

Zhao Yiliang did not awkwardly climb on the wire fence, but used a similar ability to eject.

He squatted with his legs down, accumulated a certain amount of strength, and then jumped up vigorously, the height was not low at all.

Then he clicked on the barbed wire with the fork in his hand, borrowed some force, and turned it over.

Although his movements are far less elegant than Yan Chong, in many cases, it is likely to be more practical than Yan Chong.

Yan Chong couldn't help but think: If this Zhao Yiliang were not an enemy, that would be great!

But now the relationship between the two of them is rather ambiguous.

Speaking of friends, they are far from trusting each other.

But if it is the enemy, they can't fight because of the attack backlash.

Yan Chong felt that after this dungeon, they might still act well separately?

I believe that Zhao Yiliang's idea of ​​leaving is stronger than him, right?

After entering the base, the two of them moved separately, and Zhao Yiliang ran in the direction of the arsenal.

At this time, there is no one there anymore.

Yan Chong walked toward the living quarters.

In his view, the M16 is just a single-soldier combat weapon. Although the effect is very good, it still needs to re-point the rifle proficiency.

He has already ordered two specialization weapons, so he doesn't have so many potential points to waste here.

He has now stolen a tank, and there is a large enough pasture, so the diesel fuel used by the tank and various supplies are Yan Chong's real goal.