Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1315 Go, go quickly, I'll cover your retreat!

Kimchi, Incheon.

The interior of an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs has been specially modified.

This is the headquarters of Model Taxi, and also a place that those powerful and wicked people hate to the bone.

At this moment, the warehouse door opened, and two of the most ordinary and common local taxis slowly drove in.

The curly-haired man stationed there, and a short man with a mushroom haircut, immediately stood up with smiles and went to greet them.

"Welcome back! Welcome back!"

The car stopped, and Dodge and several of his companions got out.

The two men stationed at headquarters gave Dodge and his men a warm hug.

However, one of the women in the group, disgusted by the two men's enthusiasm, pushed them away.

"Stay away from me, don't try to take advantage of me!"

"Hehe, isn't this exciting?"

At that moment, Dodge was squatting on the ground, checking the car's tires.

On the way here, something seemed to be stuck, and the tires kept making a clicking sound.

Dodge: "Give me a flashlight, it looks like there's a stone stuck in the tire."

"OK."

The curly-haired man handed over a flashlight and a screwdriver.

Meanwhile, she squatted down beside him and nudged him excitedly.

"Dodge, I heard that this time you not only successfully rescued the victims, but also wiped out the gang. Is that true?"

"It's all over, why are we still discussing this?"

"Oh, I'm just curious. This is our Model Taxi's first overseas mission, its first time venturing out of North Korea!"

The Dodge flashlight located several pebbles stuck in the tire and tried to pry them off with a screwdriver.

"I can tell you're very excited. If there's a similar mission next time, I'll send you."

"Hahaha, hahaha, I'm not good at that, I can only do logistics."

Curly Hair is quite self-aware; he and Mushroom Head are both support staff.

Their main responsibilities include arranging disguises, preparing props and weapons, investigating data, and gathering intelligence.

Not everyone in the organization has exceptional combat skills; in fact, Dodge is the only one who is truly capable of fighting.

This mission required going to an island nation, and I thought it would be fraught with difficulties, but it went surprisingly smoothly.

Mushroom Head squatted on the ground and asked, "Did you really damage the public toilet?"

Dodge pulled a small pebble out of the tire and threw it on the ground: "Why do you have so many questions too?"

Behind us, a woman who was traveling with us said with a smile, "This guy is a staunch anti-Japanese fighter, am I right?"

"Hehe, nothing can be hidden from you."

Mushroom Head confessed that his ancestors had resisted the Japanese invasion of the peninsula.

During World War II, the Japanese invaded more than just China.

From the initial invasion by the Koreans to the establishment of the puppet state of Manchukuo in Northeast China, countless people were burned, killed, and plundered.

Therefore, besides Yan Guo, many people in Korea also hate and despise the Japanese.

Both countries have a history of bloodshed and suffering from invasion, and the Japanese have yet to offer any apology.

So, when they learned that Qi had wreaked havoc in the kimchi and even blew up the sacred toilet, the mushroom-headed and curly-haired guards of the base were very excited.

Dodge pulled another pebble from the wheel, shone his flashlight on his hand, and examined it carefully: "Let's not dwell on the past, let's focus on the future, and also..."

Before he could finish speaking, the alarm on the wall suddenly flashed red, and everyone's expression changed drastically.

"what happened?"

"Quick, check the security footage!"

Mushroom Head rushed to the computer, and soon a series of surveillance videos appeared on the screen.

Outside the base, many riot control vehicles were surrounding this area, and a large number of fully armed soldiers got out of the vehicles.

They were all American soldiers stationed in Korea!

"Damn it, it's the Americans!"

How did they find their way here?

Dodge and the others immediately turned their attention to the pebbles on the ground.

The female team member quickly took a metal signal detector out of the drawer.

Sure enough, it started beeping as soon as it touched the pebbles.

"Damn it, it's the latest model of tracker, and the signal jammer on the car isn't working!"

"Go, hurry up! The car can't move! Get out of here right now!"

"You all come along too!"

Dodge never expected that he would be tricked.

They quickly grabbed their important belongings, ready to evacuate, only to find that Roll Bag and Mushroom Head hadn't moved.

"What are you doing? Get out of here!"

"Don't be stunned!"

Faced with everyone's urging, Curly and Mushroom Head smiled wryly.

"All the important data on the computer must be shredded."

"We have to stay behind to cover for you and buy you time."

"Damn it, are you guys crazy?"

Dodge was furious; he would never abandon his comrades under such circumstances.

But the two men were determined, and an elder in the procession persuaded them to stay.

"Dodge, let's go. The data on the computer needs to be manually destroyed."

"If those Americans take it back and have experts decipher and repair it, it won't matter if we escape to the ends of the earth."

"Do you still remember our vow? If there is no fairness in this world, then we will use our lives to set up the scales. Now someone must cover the rear to keep our flame burning!"

"go!"

Dodge was eventually pulled away by his companions and evacuated through the emergency exit.

The two who stayed behind were not idle either, and they quickly removed the hard drive from the computer.

After hammering it, soak it in a pre-prepared highly corrosive solution.

Destroy all of the above contents using both physical and chemical methods to ensure complete safety.

Although a strong magnet can erase content, it is still somewhat unreliable and insecure, after all, they have offended top-tier powerful and wealthy people who have extraordinary abilities.

There were several mainframes storing important data at the base. When they were working on the last one, they heard the sound of a door being broken down outside.

"Damn it, only two mainframes left! And this computer's hard drive is stuck, I can't get it out!"

"You stay here, I'll go buy you some time. Those documents on the desk and wall, you have to burn them with gasoline!"

"Know!"

Without saying a word, Mushroom Head took an MP5 submachine gun from the cabinet, loaded it, and quickly rushed to the doorway.

As the gate was smashed open, three garrison soldiers entered with guns. Mushroom Head used the taxi as cover and quickly opened fire on them.

Da da da......

The submachine gun has a very high rate of fire.

In a single encounter, they riddled the newly arrived soldiers with bullets.

One of the injured and bleeding men was dragged back by his companions, and Mushroom Head took the opportunity to glance in the direction of his companions.

Seeing that he had already taken out the hard drive and destroyed it, and started pouring gasoline to burn the paper documents, I felt much more at ease.

He turned and got up, continuing to fire through the crack in the door, which for a short time deterred the people outside from coming in.

Just as he emptied his magazine and heard the sound of the gun going out, an offensive grenade suddenly rolled to his feet.

"Xiba!"

Caught off guard, Mushroom Head was instantly blasted away.

Covered in blood, he crashed into a repair rack, scattering the repair tools all over the floor.

He tried to get up, but his body was completely immobile, and he could only watch helplessly as a large number of fully armed soldiers broke down the door.

The gun was aimed at Curly, who was still splashing firecrackers, and bullets instantly sprayed blood mists onto his body.

The two men collapsed to the ground, spitting blood: "Damn it, Americans, a bunch of robbers..."

.......

"Hurry, hurry!"

Behind them is the base's secret exit.

Having escaped, Dodge and the others each boarded a motorcycle that had been prepared in advance.

Dodge quickly fled with the only woman in his group, but couldn't help but shed tears several times, looking back at the flames and thick smoke rising from the base windows.

Dodge angrily pounded on the instrument panel, his emotions at their breaking point: "Damn it, damn it! Why did this happen? Why were we suddenly exposed? What on earth is going on?"

"Could it be that those Yan people betrayed us? After killing the Japanese, they now want to eliminate us completely?"

The woman's words sent a chill down Dodge's spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cave: "No, it can't be him. He saved us, we're friends!"

The woman pressed her face against his back and said sadly, "There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests..."

Dodge's face was extremely grim. Although they had escaped with their lives, his two teammates were probably already dead.

He knew that Qin Feng and the others should not have left yet, and he should go find them and ask them for clarification!