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Seeing this, a flicker of panic crossed Blake's eyes, and the rhythm of his flamethrower became somewhat erratic. Chang Yin seized the opportunity and pounced on Blake. The two rolled and wrestled on the ground, and Blake accidentally dropped his flamethrower.

Chang Yin seized the opportunity and slammed Blake's head hard into the fuel tank. Blake struggled to fight back, but Chang Yin used his arm to tightly choke his neck and his knee to press against his back.

After Tang Shengkai dealt with his two men, he immediately rushed over to help. With their combined efforts, Blake's movements gradually slowed. Just as Blake was about to lose consciousness, hurried footsteps suddenly came from afar—had US reinforcements arrived?

Chang Yin and Tang Shengkai exchanged a resolute glance. Black had just used his musket several times, and the temperature here was extremely high. Any sudden movement could worsen the air compression. Neither of them wanted to take the risk.

But they knew they had to finish off Blake before the US patrol arrived, or all their previous efforts would be in vain. The two men gritted their teeth and increased the pressure on his hands; finally, Blake collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

At this moment, the footsteps outside the warehouse grew closer. Chang Yin and Tang Shengkai, catching their breath, quickly ran towards the side door of the warehouse. The surroundings were extremely dangerous, and they still needed to find Lao Fei's whereabouts; they absolutely could not die like this now.

The two moved with incredible speed, almost leaving afterimages. Even when they encountered patrolling American soldiers, they only felt a gust of wind pass in front of them. It seemed illogical, but it happened right beside them.

The patrolling American soldiers merely frowned, unaware of the cause of this. Chang Yin and Tang Shengkai both used a bit of their spiritual energy to run. They had a feeling that the fuel depot was bound to explode. And based on the size of the fuel depot, only the area near the coastal cable was safe. Since they couldn't reach the control center, the two could only run frantically towards the coastal cable.

Sure enough, just as the two were about to reach the path Chang Yin had scouted, a massive explosion erupted from the US Army Base 5 behind them. Their chests heaved violently; they exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with the joy of surviving a close call.

Meanwhile, Tang Yue and Zhang Ming had safely reached a point 3 miles outside Base 5 on Zhang Ming's motorcycle. Zhang Ming was about to continue when Tang Yue suddenly had a bad feeling. She immediately grabbed Zhang Ming's sleeve, "Turn back, quick!"

At the same time, his consciousness had already been projected outwards. Although Zhang Ming didn't understand why Company Commander Tang would suddenly give this order, he obeyed. He immediately turned the car around and drove back frantically.

Tang Yue's consciousness arrived at the fuel warehouse, which was about 1,000 square meters in size. A patrolling team of soldiers kicked open the warehouse door and rushed in. For some reason, there was a loud "bang". Tang Yue and Zhang Ming were already 2.5 kilometers away from this place, but their eardrums were still deafened by the sound.

Tang Yue was alright; she blocked out her senses the moment she saw the soldiers break in, but the physical damage was still there. Zhang Ming, driving his motorcycle, was immediately jolted off course, and then spat out a mouthful of blood to the side.

Just as Tang Yue was about to stand up in the truck bed to grab the handlebars, Zhang Ming had already corrected the direction and continued accelerating forward. He could no longer hear anything, but he knew the explosion behind him was no small matter. The initial shock to his eardrums was probably just the beginning.

Seeing that Zhang Ming could still control the direction, Tang Yue immediately covered the two of them with protective shields, her eyes filled with worry. She wondered if this commotion was caused by her father and the battalion commander.

The explosion snapped her back to reality; it was too dangerous, and Tang Yue didn't want to take the risk. She needed to conserve her strength while waiting for rescue. The fuel depot had exploded; a heatwave would definitely hit soon. They should be safe soon.

Sure enough, they had gotten far enough away that Zhang Ming had used all his strength to escape. Although the ground had just shaken, it had no effect on Zhang Ming's driving skills.

The explosion happened in an instant. Chang Yin and Tang Shengkai ran to the beach. Chang Yin had a gut feeling and immediately shouted to Tang Shengkai, "Cover your ears and jump into the sea!"

Without hesitation, Tang Shengkai did as instructed. As the two figures entered the sea, a violent explosion rang out, sending huge waves crashing into the water.

Chang Yin and Tang Shengkai quickly swam a short distance into the deeper waters. They both knew that although they were about 2 kilometers from the fuel depot, the temperature after the fuel explosion was a major hurdle. They had to swim further into the ocean.

A deafening explosion, with the force of a thunderbolt, instantly tore through the night sky above Base 5. The fuel depot was engulfed in flames, the 1,000-square-meter space twisting and deforming in the inferno, and tons of fuel barrels exploded one after another like giant firecrackers being lit.

The towering pillar of fire shot straight into the sky, illuminating the surrounding area for miles as bright as day. The scorching heatwave spread wildly outwards from the warehouse like a raging tsunami.

The alarm in the control center sounded faint and piercing amidst the roar of the explosion. The violent tremors shook the entire building, causing rubble to fall from the ceiling, equipment screens to flash eerie red lights, and various wires to spew dazzling sparks.

The US soldiers responsible for monitoring panicked. Some were hit by falling equipment, their blood instantly staining the control panel. Others fell in the chaos and were trampled underfoot by their fleeing comrades, letting out painful howls.

The communication equipment malfunctioned under the impact of the blast wave, turning the originally sophisticated instruments into a pile of scrap metal, plunging the central control center into chaos and darkness.

The scene in the base's dormitory area was even more appalling. It was closer to the warehouse than the central control center.

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