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The lieutenant just bent down to pick up the platinum necklace on the ground when suddenly a hemp rope flew down from the roof of the car.

The rope wrapped around his throat and directly hoisted him onto the car roof.

This sudden attack scared the lieutenant out of his wits.

He wanted to scream, but his throat was strangled, and he couldn't make a sound.

He flailed his arms and legs wildly, just as he got onto the truck roof, a guy's strong hand grasped his throat and then untied the rope.

In the darkness, the person's eyes glowed, staring at the lieutenant, his voice was low.

"Do you want to die or live?"

From his body, a fierce and violent aura was released, like that of a legendary ancient beast, ready to devour someone at a moment's notice.

The lieutenant was so scared he nearly wet his pants, nodding repeatedly, pleadingly looking at the man.

This person was, of course, Yang Fei, and upon seeing this squad leader, he immediately came up with a plan for him.

Yang Fei grabbed his throat and coldly said.

"If you want to live, do as I say."

The lieutenant nodded repeatedly; this person wasn't an alien being, just an ordinary human.

He was just a soldier for pay, not worth sacrificing his life for war.

Half an hour later, a truck roared its engine, leaving the warehouse.

In front of the warehouse's big iron gate, a soldier blocked the driver for inspection.

The driver took out his ID, and after the checkpoint verified it, they let him pass.

The checkpoint soldier did not notice the plea in the driver's eyes.

Nor did he notice that the soldier in the passenger seat had been replaced by a newcomer.

And this newcomer held a handgun, with the muzzle aimed at the driver's heart from behind.

No need to say, the newcomer was Yang Fei, and this driver was the lieutenant Yang Fei had captured.

It turned out he was the squad leader of a transport team, not very powerful, but he greatly helped Yang Fei.

Milan and others had changed into the enemy's soldier uniforms, curled up in the truck's carriage.

The truck's carriage was loaded with a full 15 tons of gasoline, a total of 30 barrels.

Gasoline is important military material but very common, so transport soldiers hauling gasoline seldom aroused suspicion.

Along the way, this cargo truck underwent strict inspections.

However, under the threat of Yang Fei's gun, the lieutenant covered everything up.

After all, he didn't dare risk his life joking with these desperados.

The lieutenant drove the truck out of the camp, under Yang Fei's orders, driving all the way southeast.

Watching closely, the truck was about to exit the enemy's binocular field of view.

Yang Fei suddenly sprang forward, slapping the back of the driver's head.

The driver didn't even manage to let out a scream and collapsed limply onto the driver's seat.

Yang Fei held the steering wheel, opened the driver's door, and shoved the lieutenant off the truck.

Considering they were of the same Human Race, Yang Fei didn't strike a fatal blow.

But this slap was enough to keep the lieutenant unconscious for a day and a night.

By then, Yang Fei and others would have seized the Dark Cross Army Headquarters.

Even if he returned to report, it would be too late.

On the truck, Milan and others cheered, as the task which seemed as difficult as climbing the heavens.

With this fat man's help, all obstacles were turned into wonders, becoming quite simple.

Milan climbed from the carriage into the passenger seat, planted a fierce kiss on Yang Fei, smiling brightly and affectionately.

"Brother Fei, you're so smart."

"Sometimes, I really want to open your head to see if its structure differs from ours."

Yang Fei couldn't help but tremble.

"If you open up my head, won't I die instantly?"

"So you're thinking of being like Pan Jinlian and murdering your husband?"

"Pooh, nothing but nonsense comes from your mouth, you're Pan Jinlian."

Yang Fei had Milan biting his lower lip, spat out a pooh, feeling a tickle he couldn't resist.

This lass was dressed in a Dark Cross Army officer's uniform, providing a unique allure, mixing innocence with that tempting aura.

Yang Fei thought quietly to himself: "Milan wore this outfit, better not to discard it."

Changing it at night might have other fantastic uses, this outfit with a small whip would be perfect.

While Yang Fei's mind wandered randomly, the truck kept moving, its rumbling sounds heading toward Laura's ambush site.

The truck stopped about five kilometers from the Dark Cross Army Headquarters.

Within this range, driving any further might expose their whereabouts.

The truck couldn't advance any further, so everyone had to transport the gasoline manually.

Each barrel of gasoline weighed about half a ton.

Such a barrel is impossible for a regular person to lift.

Yet for martial artists, half a ton of gasoline is just a small task.

Even girls like Milan could transport a barrel of gasoline.

The gasoline was successfully acquired, and Laura and Yang Fei executed their previous plan methodically.

The Hill Ridge bunker lies underground, with several central bunkers being connected to form a temporary conference hall.

At this moment, Dark Cross Army Commander Ehausen was still in the temporary conference hall, holding a military meeting.

Since the ambush at Gourd Grand Canyon, the Dark Cross Army has been at a disadvantage, suppressed by the Iron Armor Army and Black Banner Army working together.

These days, Commander Ehausen and all the staff have been wracking their brains to turn the tide, but the opponents they face are incredibly formidable.

Iron Armor Army's Li Li Yang is an excellent tactician, flawless in execution.

If he were to launch a counterattack, he would go all out, not considering sacrifices or outcomes, making him quite troublesome.

The other Black Banner Army Commander Maggie is even more difficult to predict.

His tactics of using reality and illusion have caused Ehausen significant headaches, and even now, Ehausen hasn't been able to figure out Maggie's strategies.

In such moments, Ehausen couldn't help but feel that he was indeed old.

Playing guessing games with such a keen young girl was truly too tough for him.

However, Ehausen remains confident enough to keep maneuvering with these two.

The Dark Cross Army, though slightly weakened, remains the most powerful iron army under the Doomsday Tribunal, with astonishing combat strength.

On the other side, the Hydra Army, though heavily hit, has firmly held one of the Human Race's three Great Iron Armies, the Great Wall Army.

In the Caucasus Wasteland battle, the Dark Cross Army and Hydra Army suffered varying degrees of damage.

But Ehausen remains convinced that victory ultimately belongs to the Doomsday Tribunal.

Only Ehausen and a few senior generals knew.

The most elite troops under the Doomsday Tribunal aren't the Dark Cross Army or the Hydra Army, but the Black Gold Imperial Guards stationed in the Holy Imperial City.

The Black Gold Imperial Guards, the Pope's direct troop, are the former Round Table Knight Legion.

Such a massive entity, always lurking around the Pope, unwilling to engage in regular warfare, is the core strength of the Doomsday Tribunal.

It's said the Black Gold Imperial Guards number only 500, but each soldier is a general, possessing remarkable martial arts skills and special abilities.

Such a powerful unit remains precisely at 500 men, replenishing only when someone is sacrificed.

Now, this Black Gold Imperial Guards have finally revealed their fangs and are rushing overnight towards the Caucasus Desert battlefield.

Ehausen knows, once the Black Gold Imperial Guards arrive, the scales of war will tilt towards the Doomsday Tribunal, at which point the real determination of victory will occur.

Little does Ehausen know, the real determining factor of victory has already begun at this moment.

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