The situation suddenly rose and fell, even with Zhou Qingfeng's psychological quality of fighting repeatedly, he was affected. Hearing Hasim said that the "Fernando" is a fake, he understood why the "Fernando" in front of him was so cowardly.

The real Fernando Resno has various problems, but his ability is actually no worse than David Lawrence. Zhou Qingfeng reached out and grabbed the "fake"'s arm, pinched his musculoskeleton, and suddenly found that his skin was loose and his body was average, so he would never be a strong mercenary leader.

And just then, a messy squeak sounded in the VIP outdoor corridor, sounding like something was walking. A burst of laughter came from the public radio around the VIP room, "Jim Jones, you have played me a wonderful scene, I must applaud you."

The applause of the slap is constantly coming out on the radio, and Zhou Qingfeng can imagine the real Fernando Resno's smug look with a cigar in his mouth. Rachel's muzzle is still pressing against Hasim's forehead, looking around at the laughter coming from around him, and asked in confusion: "Where is this scum?"

"In the surveillance room of the terminal, this guy should have set up an ambush waiting for us to come in." Zhou Qingfeng glanced around for a few times and quickly found several surveillance cameras at the corner of the VIP room. He smashed them with a few shots, breaking the way for the absolute party to monitor himself.

"Jim Jones, surrender! I appreciate your talent very much. Tell me, your true identity, I will consider giving you a decent position, and you can also become my right-hand man and hold the power." Although Fernando Resno could not see the image, he still seemed calm and composed, as if he was in control of everything.

But Zhou Qingfeng was unmoved and ordered Rachel to "Look at Hasim, this guy is your shield." He closed the door of the VIP room and ordered the "dog meat" ambushed near the airport to move closer to him.

Katerina, who had been silent in the corner, ran to the dead guard and picked up two M4A1s and several magazines, and then squatted back to her corner silently. Several heavy sofas were used by Zhou Qingfeng to block the door. He planned to do a defensive counterattack and wait until the "dog meat" arrived before breaking out.

But when Zhou Qingfeng arranged everything, the originally closed door suddenly exploded, and a series of machine gun bullets shot in from outside. At this moment, the door, the sofa, the coffee table, all shattered and scattered. A few seconds later, a tracked combat robot crashed in.

A 7.62 mm six-barrel Gatling machine gun hung on the robot's crane. Thousands of fire per minute fire broke the entire VIP room, all the furniture was blown up, and the ceiling fell one after another.

The entire VIP room was in a mess, and even the suspended viewing platform of steel and concrete was completely destroyed and fell from a high place. The originally luxurious, atmospheric and high-end VIP room immediately turned into a shabby house.

The combat robot is buzzing and the armored shell is completely immune to all the weapons in the hands of Zhou Qingfeng and others, and its flexible weapon boom can completely defeat any resistance.

"Jim Jones, surrender! You are at your end!" The microphone of the combat robot emits distorted electronic sounds, monotonous and old-fashioned, but endless murderous intentions.

Zhou Qingfeng and Rachel were originally sitting on the side of the VIP room and wanted to resist the armed personnel rushing in. Who knew that such a thing was rushing in? The two immediately raised their hands to surrender, with nothing to say.

"Damn, what is this?" Rachel looked at the six-tube Gatlin at her. Even with her usual toughness, she could only give in. There was even a urge to pee. This cold machine was really terrible.

Halsey, who broke free from the bondage, shouted loudly again, "You two idiots, dare to go against my uncle." He slapped Rachel first and kicked Zhou Qingfeng again, "You are scared, are you? This is a gadget made by the US Army, a T-1 combat robot, specially used for urban combat."

Zhou Qingfeng recognized this thing, but there was no way to use this kind of real killing machine. Compared with things controlled by machinery and computers, human power, agility and speed are weaker. "I want to make a few of these things, but I haven't found them."

The T-1 robot comes with its own camera. Its intelligent AI is not high and requires someone to control it to work. Soon, Fernando's exaggerated laughter came from the radio in the VIP room, "Jim Jones, you are very surprised. Look at your face, it's already turned white. Do you still want to fight against me? I'm now ordering you to me... and kneel down!"

Zhou Qingfeng had already discarded his weapon, and he raised his hands and knelt down slowly on one knee. Rachel said anxiously: "Victor, don't kneel, he is teasing you. That guy is so bad. He just wants to humiliate you and then kill you. This is the fun he enjoys."

But Zhou Qingfeng still knelt down with one knee. Halsey even shouted and shouted and kicked him hard on the bend of his knee, allowing his other knee to slowly land on the ground. "I have no other choice. Since he wants to humiliate him, let him humiliate him."

Zhou Qingfeng had already raised his hands and knelt down, but his eyes secretly glanced at Katerina opposite him. The fierce girl was still huddling in the corner with several bridesmaids. She just picked up the gun very quickly. Except for Zhou Qingfeng, even Rachel didn't notice it.

Fernando probably thought that only Zhou Qingfeng and Rachel were enemies in the VIP room, but he didn't expect that Caterina had already sneaked in in advance. However, seeing Zhou Qingfeng's inquiring eyes, the young girl shook her head slightly, saying that the armed forces in her hand had no way to use this combat robot.

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to use his ability to rush up and kick over the combat robot. But look at the machine's weight of at least a few hundred kilograms, even if he is five times the explosive power of an ordinary person, he can't kick it.

This thing can only be for Katerina to kick. The biochemical thigh of Hanniu has a strong skeleton of titanium alloy. The normal power output is five times that of ordinary people, and the explosive power is fifteen times that of ordinary people. It should be able to kick this big guy over.

But the problem is that not only the T-1 combat robots rushed into the VIP room, but also more than 20 mercenaries rushed in, aiming their guns at Zhou Qingfeng and Rachel. There were so many people that even Zhou Qingfeng could not deal with. It was necessary to add "dog meat" to give it a try.

Fernando still laughed at Zhou Qingfeng's stupidity on the radio, while Halsey ran up to slap Zhou Qingfeng in the face, scolding him. As he was just thrusting, the gelatin and paint on Zhou Qingfeng's face fell off.

Hasim looked at the foundation stained on his hands strangely, and then tore off a thin layer of artificial skin from Zhou Qingfeng's face. He laughed and turned around, shouting to the camera on the T-1 robot: "Uncle, this guy is actually a disguise. He is not a white man at all, but an Asian."

Just as Hasim shouted proudly, Fernando Resno also saw Zhou Qingfeng's face clearly. The terrifying memory of being shot by two guns immediately hit him. He widened his eyes in the surveillance room and shouted loudly: "Hell, this guy is Victor Hugo, don't block the barrel, I'm going to kill him."

Along with Fernando's order, there was a shout from "Wang", and the "dog meat" running at the highway arrived at the door of the VIP room at the last moment.
Chapter completed!