I make a living solving crimes.

I have horns on my head and a tail behind me.

No one knows how many secrets I have.

I am a little green dragon, I have many little secrets.

I have many secrets, but I won't tell you.

I won’t tell you, I won’t tell you.

Chang Wei hummed softly as he followed the little yellow dog, dodging the searchlights that occasionally shone from the base.

There was a sign hanging on the wire fence, with words written in both English and Japanese: "US base, no entry."

Chang Wei took down the sign with a smile, smashed it with a punch, threw it in a conspicuous place on the street, then followed the little yellow dog and dived into the barbed wire.

In front of him was the base's rest building for pilots on duty.

He came here to get the U2 pilot's high-altitude life-support flight suit.

That thing is just a weak space suit.

Guided by the thermal imaging of the little yellow dog, he successfully put two sets of orange-yellow flight suits from the duty room into the space. After thinking for a while, he also took a few leather jackets.

If I give this thing to Chang Tian and Chang Nan when I get back home, they will be so happy that they will faint.

Finally, he took out a set of explosives, set the explosion time, and stuffed it under the load-bearing column.

Just after coming out of the duty room, the little yellow dog suddenly broke out into a running start. Before a team of soldiers who had just patrolled here could see clearly, the two leading soldiers were shot through the throat by two fangs.

Chang Wei's physical fitness, which is several times better than that of an ordinary person, allows him to run faster than Bolt. His short-distance sprint is like a gust of wind. He follows the little yellow dog at an extremely fast speed, holding double blades and quickly finishing off the remaining two people.

The carotid artery was cut, and before the soldier felt the pain, he felt red blood spurting out. The pressure from the heart made the blood fly four or five meters away.

The four of them panted a few times, then fell to the ground with a plop and were silent.

"Go to the ammunition depot and the oil depot, and hurry up. This place will explode in ten minutes."

"Wow, wang wang."

The little yellow dog responded softly and disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

Chang Wei took off the radio, which was larger than a mobile phone, from the soldier and hung it around his waist. He tied two booby traps at the passage and hid in the night.

I've been doing murder more and more recently, and it's becoming more and more adept at it.

As for whether there will be any guilt?

Refuse to waste your energy, I deserve to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!

A few minutes later, a loud explosion was heard from the ammunition depot, and the entire base seemed to be shaking.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

The radio was filled with chaotic shouting, and after a while, a deep male voice began to give orders.

"Enemy attack, there is an attack, everyone be on alert."

"Mike, you are responsible for protecting the pilot."

"James, you are responsible for guarding the hangar, especially the B52 and U2. Be careful of enemy sabotage."

"..."

Commands were heard on the communication channel.

This is probably the frequency of the guards on duty, which is urgent but not panicky.

It seems that the Americans are still very combative at this moment.

Several dazzling bright lights appeared in the wilderness, like high-power searchlights appearing in the night sky.

This is the flare that just launched.

Chang Wei turned down the volume of the radio to the minimum and hid in the shadows at the back of a hangar.

Several military vehicles sped past not far in front of him, and the light from their headlights flashed across his toes.

Then he heard the sounds of two grenades exploding and the screams of people.

After a while, the pilot duty building collapsed with a huge explosion, filled with smoke and dust.

Looking at the flames rising into the sky in the distance, Chang Wei quickly ran towards the U2 hangar, ran a few steps and then retreated.

There were actually two UH-1 helicopters parked in the hangar where I had just hidden.

This thing just entered service this year, and it will only shine during the Vietnam War.

Of course, there were also heavy losses during the Vietnam War, with about 1 UH-2500s of various models being scrapped.

2500 helicopters in the sixties...that's pretty damn rich.

For us, helicopters are simply black technology.

You can't miss it if you pass by it. Chang Wei looked around and saw that the system did not prompt anyone's name. He quickly ran in and put away the two helicopters.

After running a few steps, he quickly retreated again, retracted behind the hangar door, and squatted down with his head in his hands.

At this moment, the entire Kadena Air Base seemed to have been attacked by Transformers. After the ammunition depot exploded, the bombs that did not explode flew all over the sky and fell like meteors, triggering a new round of explosions.

A bomb fell less than a hundred meters in front of Chang Wei. He couldn't see the scene outside in the darkness, but he could feel a wall of wind pressing down on him. The shock wave caused by the explosion smashed the hangar door with a loud bang.

Chang Wei carefully stuck his head out, and seeing that "the enemy is ahead of the curve" had no further warnings, he started running at full speed.

After collecting B52 and B2 one by one, his steps became much more leisurely.

The explosions outside never stopped.

I don’t know what Xiao Huang did to it again.

Chang Wei lit a Camel, hid in the hangar, and began to think about what other benefits he could get.

A person should be like a teapot. Even when his bottom is burning red, he still has the mood to whistle.

The ones who are anxious now are the Americans, but he is not anxious at all.

This is an air force base, there is definitely no F8.

It seems like the F-106 was just put into service last month?

Should we get one back to use as a reference for the J-5 and J-6?

We can’t always copy the Russians’ equipment!

It turns out that we had to rely on our own experience to get our final weapons and equipment.

The soldier in charge of guarding the hangar saw a figure running towards him quickly. When he got closer, he discovered that he was holding an AK in his hand and immediately started shouting loudly.

Chang Wei didn't stop, he just started shooting with his gun.

A few short bursts of fire and the accurate bullets achieved the effect of headshot.

The Soviet 7.62mm rifle bullet is quite powerful, and even wearing a helmet is of no use.

By the time he had finished firing a magazine, the outside of the F-106 hangar had been cleared. He stepped over the corpses and walked over to the few soldiers who were still breathing. After thinking for a moment, he did not shoot again. Instead, he kicked the corpses hard and cursed, "Baga!"

Following the explosions and flames coming from the oil depot, Chang Wei killed people in all directions, broke through the encirclement, and escaped from the base through a hole in the barbed wire.

......

The sky was slightly bright and filled with morning mist.

The entire island has been under martial law, and soldiers are arresting people all over the world.

The dust had settled at the base, only the oil depot was still burning, with thick black smoke covering the entire sky.

The commanders of various departments sat in a makeshift conference room, looking out the window at the ruined air base, feeling either angry or worried.

As information from various sources was collected, all intelligence pointed to the same suspect.

A man from Japan named Kato Ying, with a Ren Danhu hairpin, about twenty years old.

Asian face, speaking Japanese, holding an AK...

Think again about the news that Dai Yingliu conveyed not long ago.

Are the Russians going to fight World War III?