Chapter 150: Money Loses Its Voice (5000 first-time subscriptions bonus chapter!)

The building is collapsing.

Inside the Quantico military base, as streaks of black light pierced through one side of the buildings and out the other, building after building began to crumble.

The crowd is screaming.

In the chaotic military base, especially in the family housing area, countless men and women were screaming in panic as they evacuated.

The sky is also weeping.

Throughout the military base, fires shooting into the sky illuminated the base's atmosphere in a fiery red.

The earth is also trembling.

After the collapsing buildings slammed into the ground with a roar, the massive impact caused the earth to crack.

From the moment Hawk entered to now, only half an hour has passed, and this military base, which could be said to be located in the heart of the Federation, has become even more like a battlefield than Afghanistan.

Armored vehicles worth millions lay scattered on the ground, burning and turning into scrap metal.

Tanks worth tens of millions had their barrels crushed and were likewise stalled in place, smoldering with flames.

Even the fighter jets worth hundreds of millions of dollars...

Uh.

The base no longer has any fighter jets, because every single one of them, just like the armored vehicles and tanks, exploded into piles of scrap metal without exception.

Clearly!

When violence begins to speak, money will also be eclipsed.

"Ah, God!"

"Fire, fire..."

"Boom!"

Hawk, expressionless, slapped away the soldier in front of him who was screaming in terror and firing at him, glanced down at the white mark left on his body by the bullet, and then looked up at the other soldiers in front of him.

To be precise, at the soldiers who were dropping their weapons one after another and turning to flee.

Hawk glanced over, sensed the bullets firing at his back, and the moment he turned, his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

"Ah!"

"Noisy!"

Hawk opened his right hand, applied a little force, and expressionlessly crushed the head of a soldier, ignoring the blood splattered on him, his eyes devoid of ripples as he watched another batch of soldiers drop their weapons and choose to flee.

He did not choose to pursue.

Although it could be said that Hawk had gone on a killing spree, in this half hour, it was conservatively estimated that the base's economic losses had already reached billions of dollars.

But...

Hawk could touch his conscience and say that, up to this point, he had still held to his bottom line.

He only killed those who attempted to kill him.

After half an hour of contact, these base soldiers had clearly figured this out, so when it was their turn to step up after the armored vehicles caught fire, the tanks exploded, and the fighter jets fell, except for a small number of soldiers whose brains were unclear and fired at Hawk, most of them just held their guns, some not even having the safety off.

Therefore, when these soldiers saw Hawk appear before them, they felt they had found an excuse; they dropped their weapons and turned to run, screaming.

In a word.

Surrender and live.

Facts also proved that Hawk did not make things difficult for these soldiers who dropped their weapons and fled.

He did not want to commit any more unnecessary slaughter.

This was fine too.

Everyone understood each other tacitly.

Anyway, he had only come to the Quantico military base to do three things.

Thaddeus Ross.

The Abomination.

And...

To show off his power.

Right now?

As Hawk killed another dozen soldiers who had fired at him, the gunfire in the military base completely dissipated; looking around, as far as the eye could see, there were only the backs of soldiers who had discarded their weapons and were routing in all directions.

Clearly.

Showing off his power was enough; only two things remained.

Hawk thought to himself, and after tearing off the military uniform of the soldier he had been holding, he used the clothes to wipe the blood from his face while walking slowly and leisurely toward the military base command center, which was already in his line of sight, through the base that was now a ruin of bursting flames.

At this moment, there were few buildings in the entire base that were still intact.

Only the command center building was still fine.

Even when a fighter jet was crashing toward the command center building, looking like it would destroy the building, Hawk had helped kick that jet aside.

This was not because Hawk was kind-hearted.

It was because...

Anyone who has eaten knows that the main course, of course, is served last and eaten last.

However, the people inside the command center were not fools; after seeing Hawk kick the fighter jet away, they knew his plan to save them for last.

They did not sit and wait for death either.

These people wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, they could not.

With his five senses fully activated, Hawk did not give the big shots inside the command center a chance to escape; the armored vehicles and tanks that had fallen less than fifty meters in front of the command center building were examples of this.

Even so, the command center building was not an isolated island.

On the contrary.

In front of the command center building, dozens of soldiers formed a human wall, holding their "equalizers" pointed at Hawk.

"Click!"

"Click!"

In this noisy yet silent military base, the sound of Hawk's footsteps as he walked slowly toward them while wiping the blood from his face was clearly audible, and with every step Hawk took, he left a bloody footprint.

The footprints went from far to near, and finally, the footsteps ceased.

Standing in front of the military command center building, Hawk wiped the blood from his arm clean, then tossed the blood-stained clothes under his feet and stepped on the star-spangled emblem on the uniform with his right foot.

The sound of the uniform hitting the ground made the soldiers guarding the entrance tremble in their hearts.

Seeing Hawk stepping on the star-spangled emblem made the soldiers guarding the entrance have their Dao hearts collapse.

They held their "equalizers" aimed at Hawk, who was unarmed, had his hands in his pockets, and was even shirtless, exposing his incredibly powerful physique.

But they dared not fire, even though the desperate roars of the big shots behind them came through their earpieces.

They were not stupid.

If it weren't for the fact that they ran slowly and were ordered by these big shots to protect them, they would have run away with the other soldiers long ago.

Anyway, they hadn't fired, and standing at the entrance, they saw it clearly: as long as they dropped their guns, the Hawk before them would not make things difficult for them.

Therefore...

Fire?

Are you crazy? How much do you get paid a month to risk your life?

They were capitalist soldiers, not soldiers of faith.

This was just because they hadn't found an excuse to run yet...

Just then.

Hawk looked at the soldiers who had formed a human wall in front of him, attempting to stop him from entering, but who had tacitly not even taken the safety off their weapons, and chuckled.

"Heh!"

"Clatter!"

"Ah!"

"God!"

"Help!"

Just like a rehearsal, the moment Hawk's chuckle escaped, the soldiers forming the human wall dropped their weapons in unison, and with screams, shouts, and panic, they vanished from Hawk's sight in a flash.

A breeze blew by.

The doors to the base command center were already open.

The big shots inside the command center were completely dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Hawk, however, smiled.

He smiled very happily, without any concealment.

"Hahaha!"

"..."

The big shots inside looked at the big screen, watching Hawk standing downstairs, laughing with his back to the skeletons of armored vehicles, the skeletons of tanks, and the corpses, their faces turning ashen and trembling.

But they were not trembling with anger.

They were trembling with fear.