The man who looked like a commander hesitated for a moment before looking at the fake Zhang Xiyang and said, "If you are talking about the facts, then does it mean that the replication technology we left in the underground fortifications has been successfully studied?"

When Zhang Xiyang heard this, he nodded and smiled and said, "That's right, it's indeed successful. You were devoted to researching this technology back then, but unfortunately, they were disturbed by the people of the Sixth Ministry of National Security before they succeeded, so they were forced to evacuate. This technology could only be abandoned in underground fortifications and was abandoned.

However, afterwards, the Atlantis Baath Party in the Masonic community finally became the party in charge, so it started to launch the cooperation plan with you back then. With the support of the foreign civilization, it continued to develop your unfinished copy technology successfully!

Not only that, in addition to completing your replication technology, we have also further improved and strengthened genetic modification technology in underground fortifications, creating a large number of powerful and transformed creatures.

So after everything is arranged, we use the Gemini compass to welcome you to the axis of the earth! As long as you use the technology in your hands to destroy the last magnetic field on the surface of the earth, extraterrestrial civilization can descend to the earth, and then this world will be ours!"

The more Zhang Xiyang said, the more excited he became. When he said that the plan was expected, even the soldiers from the Third Reich opposite were infected by him, and his face showed an excited look.

The commander also laughed out loud and said loudly, "Great! It seems that all our efforts have not been in vain. Our plan is finally coming true! Long live the great fortune!"

However, just as everyone was showing excitement, a rapid footstep suddenly came from behind Zhang Xiyang. When they heard the sound, they all turned their heads and looked at them, and saw a figure carrying a long sword rushing towards this side.

When Zhang Xiyang saw the figure, his expression changed suddenly and he screamed, "Oh, General, this is an agent of the Sixth Ministry of China National Security. They still refuse to give up after decades. The plan to hinder us is here. We must kill them!"

The commander glanced at the figure rushing towards him and asked, "How many enemies are there in total?"

Fake Zhang Xiyang replied without thinking, "They have five agents in total!"

"Very good! Then let's kick these stumbling blocks to pieces!"

The commander looked at the figure coming from the extreme coldly, turned to the large army behind him and said, "Soldiers, start fighting!"

As he finished speaking, the commander-like man raised the pistol in his hand and fired a few shots at the figure.

The black shadow who was chasing the fake Zhang Xiyang was nothing but Lin Feng, the ace agent of the Sixth Ministry of Guoan. At this time, he was holding the demon sword in his hand and his eyes were locked in the enemy ahead.

Suddenly, he heard a few gunshots in front of him, and shook his body left and right as if he had predicted, and just snatched the oncoming bullets.

But what followed was the dense sound of machine guns and raindrops. Lin Feng could not harden his steel when he saw this, so he could only change his position and walk forward bit by bit with the cover on the road.

At this time, Lin Feng had already burned all his potential and biological energy, so everyone could only see a black shadow as fast as lightning in the air constantly shuttled through the rain of bullets, but he could not hit the target no matter how hard he was!

Just when a group of Third Reich troops were inexplicably shocked by Lin Feng's ghostly figure, Lin Feng was already like a lion storming into the flock of sheep, quickly waving the demon sword in his hand.

In almost a few blinks, more than a dozen people in the Third Reich Army camp drew a bloodline around their necks, and then moved their heads and died tragically on the spot.

When the fake Zhang Xiyang and the fake king Mazi rushed behind saw Lin Feng killing like a god of killing, they were so scared that they didn't even care about the Third Reich Army. They turned their heads and fled deeper into the tunnel at the axis of the earth.

The commander who had been confident that he would kick Lin Feng, a stumbling block, was shocked in the blink of an eye when more than 10 and twenty of his subordinates died tragically. He was shocked. As soon as he was about to turn his head to retreat, he felt a chill in his neck and a blood-covered sword was placed on his neck.

Lin Feng held the long sword and asked the commander in a cold tone, "Say, where are the Hintlers?"

As the saying goes, capturing the king first. Although it seems easy for Lin Feng to massacre those soldiers, it is not so easy to kill hundreds of people. After all, Lin Feng is burning his potential at this time, and it is definitely not a good idea to consume it for a long time.

In addition, he had something to ask the commander, so capturing him first was the best choice.

Sure enough, the soldiers who were looking for targets to shoot stopped shooting as soon as they saw their commander being held by a knife and looked at Lin Feng and the commander in the middle of the crowd.

"Who are you? A member of the Sixth Ministry of National Security?"

Although the captured commander was shocked by Lin Feng's strength group, he at least kept calm.

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me where Hintler is."

Lin Feng said in a cold tone, and at the same time, the blade in his hand slightly pushed forward, and a bloodline was immediately pressed out from the commander's neck.

However, the commander did not seem to be afraid and chose to face Lin Feng's sword with silence.

Seeing this, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and increased his strength in his hand again, immediately cutting the commander's neck a hole. He just needed a strong push to cut off his entire head.

For a moment, the wound on the commander's neck suddenly flowed like blood, flowing down along Lin Feng's blade.

"Stop!"

Although the commander was not afraid of death, for some reason, when the Chinese agent in front of him cut his neck with the evil sword, he felt an extremely cold breath rushing into his body, making him unable to control his heart and feel a strong sense of fear.

It seemed as if the person holding him with a knife at this time was not alone, but a life-seeking god of death!

The feeling of oppression from this God of Death man was even more terrifying than when he was trained in torture at the Third Reich military salute!

So under such strong pressure, he finally couldn't stand it and hurriedly uttered a few key words.

“Antarctic Glacier, Base 8.”
Chapter completed!