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Chapter 1225 Asura's army is ready for battle

The underground vault is completely built with fortifications, and the corridors are all reinforced concrete structures, which are very strong.

It can withstand the bombardment of ordinary missiles and will not collapse directly.

Because the river changed its course and soaked it all, there are still a lot of silt residues on the corridor.

Although it has been airing for a week, the inside is a closed environment, and it is still a little humid.

Stepping on the silt, there is still a little softness.

But fortunately, the feet are no longer sticky, and the shoes will not be dirty.

"The width of this corridor can completely accommodate vehicles."

Dillon looked rather excited, "I really look forward to seeing the millions of tons of gold!"

Yang Feng was also full of anticipation, and stepped forward on the loose mud.

The corridor is more than 20 meters long, and after walking to the end, there is a large space.

Looking around, it is bigger than a football field.

The light is blocked, and there is a feeling of darkness.

Under the light of the flashlight, there was no golden light.

However, there are several high and raised mounds standing in the underground space.

The top is covered with dirt.

Yang Feng immediately stepped forward, and under the light of the flashlight, he cleaned off a layer of soil and immediately found the canvas.

Without a doubt, under the canvas is gold!

The piles of raised mounds are where the gold is.

It's just that under the cover of the canvas, a lot of silt is attached to it, and the golden light is not seen.

Opening a corner of the canvas, one can see the gold bricks piled up on the ground.

Everyone looked excited, and finally saw the golden light.

Dillon took out a piece casually and held it in his hand to examine.

The size is about 10cm long x 5cm wide x 1cm thick.

"Heh, it's almost a kilogram!" Dillon looked at Yang Feng with a smile.

Yang Feng nodded with a smile, "You Ye, tell Emperor Song to come over."

"Transfer all the gold away!"

"Good young master." You Ye replied.

"Let's go, let the construction team take over the electricity, and then remove all the canvas." Yang Feng beckoned and led everyone away.

The underground vault is dark and there is no light, so it is difficult to carry it.

In three days, all the lighting equipment was placed in the underground space.

Song Huang and others have also come here to join Yang Feng.

With the lighting, the entire underground space is brightly lit and looks very bright.

On the wall not far away, there is also the exclusive logo of the original Desert Eagle.

has a symbolic meaning.

It's just that this batch of gold no longer belongs to Desert Eagle.

All fell into Yang Feng's hands and became Tianmen's property.

"Rip off all the canvas!"

As soon as Yang Feng gave an order, all the people on the scene started in unison.

Already can't wait.

As pieces of canvas were taken out, all the gold buried in the underground space was revealed.

Against the backdrop of the lights, the entire underground vault suddenly became resplendent.

There are piles of golden mountains, just placed in front of you, the sense of magnificence and shock cannot be described in words.

There are many gems besides gold.

"Ruby, sapphire, pearl, agate, emerald..."

"It's all rough stones!"

"How much wealth was plundered by the Desert Eagle back then! It's simply rich!"

Everyone was extremely excited, and their eyes were shining with crystal light.

Yang Feng also had a smile on his face, but he was not too shocked.

He wasn't very interested in these treasures, and he wouldn't have come here to hunt for treasures unless the situation forced him to.

Of course, the excitement is inevitable.

With these capitals in hand, there is no need to worry about the future.

Tianmen’s banknotes in the World Bank are no longer a pile of waste paper, and will be given value again by these gold ores!

It is also equivalent to Yang Feng becoming a rich man again in an instant.

"Let's start moving!"

"Put them all in boxes and ship them to the World Bank for storage."

Yang Feng lit a cigarette and gave the order with a chuckle.

Song Huang and others led the Shura warriors who came along and started packing and sealing the boxes together.

Then it was transported to the transport vehicle, and after the vehicle was full, it drove out of the underground vault and waited outside.

The second car followed and continued.

Repeat the operation non-stop.

Mountains of gold and gemstone mines are constantly decreasing.

Loaded vehicles lined up outside.

Not long after, the entire underground vault was emptied.

The gold and gem mines all disappeared, but there was a long queue of transport vehicles outside.

Looking around, it's a spectacle.

"Is the transport plane ready?" Yang Feng looked at Songhuang.

"Don't worry young master, the arrangements have been made long ago."

"Guaranteed to be foolproof!"

Emperor Song replied with a smile.

Yang Feng nodded, "Okay, then let's go."

The vehicle starts and drives on the wilderness continent of North Africa.

The relationship has been opened, and boxes of gold and gems have been transferred from the transport vehicle to the large transport plane.

Fly directly to the World Bank location.

Yang Feng went over to negotiate in person and completed the transfer of assets with the World Bank.

Assets belonging to Tianmen were revitalized again.

At this point, Yang Feng was completely relieved.

Now, it's the end of the year, and all plans have been postponed until the end of the year.

Let's talk about it after the year is over.

However, this Spring Festival is an unusual year for Yang Feng and others.

So many accidents happened this year.

The prosperous wedding was held as scheduled, and a wish was fulfilled, but then the biggest crisis broke out in Tianmen.

Too many brothers have passed away.

Master Xiaoyaozi has not heard from him so far, and his life and death are still unknown.

Although no one said anything more, everyone knew that the possibility of the sect master Xiaoyaozi surviving was almost negligible.

Might really be dead.

Otherwise, it would not have been such a long time without any news.

On New Year's Eve, everyone gathers together.

Yang Feng and Lin Ruotong specially came to the training ground of the Great Wasteland to celebrate the New Year with all Shura fighters.

The dishes were plentiful and the wine was well poured.

Yang Feng stood up holding the wine glass and looked at everyone.

"It's Chinese New Year, the first glass of wine is toast to all the brothers who died tragically!"

"Celebrate New Year with us!"

After speaking, he poured the wine in the glass to the ground.

Everyone got up and did as they did, looking stern.

Immediately pour a second cup.

A smile appeared on Yang Feng's face, holding a wine glass to all the Shura warriors present.

"The second glass of wine, I salute all the surviving brothers!"

"Under the catastrophe of Tianmen, we survived just to fight better!"

"At the same time, our existence is Solomon's nightmare!"

"Brothers, do it!"

Everyone stood up again holding their wine glasses and shouted in unison, "Young Master! Do it!"

Drink together.

Yang Feng poured the wine and said loudly: "For the third glass of wine, let's respect our sworn enemy Solomon together!"

"When spring starts after the next year, send them on the road!"

"This is the farewell wine drunk for them in advance!"

He drank it down and dropped the glass to the ground.

Everyone immediately drank the wine in the glass and smashed the wine glass.

There are no fireworks and firecrackers resounding in the sky, only the fighting spirit of revenge fills everyone's eyes.

The Shura army is ready for battle!