Fang Linyan followed Dolga behind, and found that he was walking with a slight limp, obviously his left leg was injured, but the speed of his movement was still quite fast.

Not only that, he always buried his head slightly, his waist was obviously arched, and his walking posture seemed a little ugly, but in fact, these small details were tactical actions that allowed him to avoid it at the first time when he was attacked. It can be seen that he is a veteran with rich experience and has experienced the test of blood and fire.

After the two of them had taken a dozen steps, Dolga suddenly spoke:

"You can eat as you go, and when you get to the place, you probably won't have time to eat. ”

Dorga's voice was hoarse, but there was a rare gentleness in it.

After listening to Dolga's words, Fang Linyan hurriedly opened the individual ration box in his hand, and found that it was divided into four compartments, three of which contained three earthy yellow stick-shaped loaves of bread, but there was a round hole at the top of the bread that was recessed into it, and it could be seen that it was hollow. This bread, known locally as Tesco, can be kept for more than a month without spoiling, while the other compartment contains strips of meat similar to beef jerky.

Seeing Fang Linyan's confused look at the food in his hand, Dorga looked around, then came to a wild cactus next to him, took out the saber in his hand and cut off the young shoots on it, peeled off the skin on it, cut it into small pale green strips, stuffed it into the depression at the top of Tesig, and then grabbed some jerky to fill the hollow of Tysig, and handed it to Fang Linyan for him to eat.

Fang Linyan took a bite with half-belief, and found that although Tesge was dry and hard, it had the crunch of a biscuit, and when he chewed it carefully, there was some sweetness and wheat aroma, and then he tasted the smooth and juicy taste of the tender cactus strips, as well as a slight bitterness, and finally the dry aroma of the dried meat was mixed together, which was actually extraordinarily delicious.

He only ate two of these sandwiched Tesig breads and felt a little stretched, and then Dolga handed over a military water bottle, and he drank most of the water in it, and immediately burped two times and felt full.

After the two walked for about a kilometer, they saw a gate with soldiers standing guard in front of them, there was no sign around the gate, the fence was high, and only the steel fist flag fluttering next to it showed the peculiarity of this place.

After walking to the gate, Dolga obviously knew the sentry at the door, and after chatting with this person for a few words, he directly beckoned to Fang Linyan to let him pass, and the two did not go through the gate, but entered through the back door of the duty room next to them.

After walking in, Fang Linyan smelled a familiar smell of engine oil, and in front of him was a very wide parking lot, almost the size of a football field, and there were many vehicles parked in it.

On both sides of the parking lot is a long row of large workshops that look like maintenance workshops, in which seven or eight armored vehicles are being dismantled, and there are many people around who are busy, and several of these armored vehicles Fang Linyan does not know, and from the appearance can only be seen to be similar to self-propelled guns, and like missile launchers.

Dolga cautiously took Fang Linyan to bypass the parking lot from a distance, and at the same time warned in a low voice:

"Boy, if you don't want to get into trouble, then lower your damn head, keep your eyes on the ground, and walk faster, don't blame me for not warning you, the last guy who was here was shot in the head and dragged out by the foot. ”

Hearing Dolga's words, Fang Linyan immediately lowered his head, and then followed him around the path behind, at the end of the path there was an iron door, where sat an old man with sharp eyes and a hooked nose, and when he saw Dolga, he laughed:

"Dolga, you bastard is finally going to lose this time, don't forget our bet, four canned salmon, and it has to be from Lake's Workshop! I have to admit that your team's JEEP used to be a great lad, but it was finally shot in the knee this time, and scrapping was its only way out. ”

Dolga snorted coldly and said:

"Old Shaq, your vision is never accurate. ”

The old man smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed together:

"Yes, my vision is not accurate, but Hans's vision is very accurate, he has been there for forty minutes with a sad face!"

Hearing this, Dolga's face changed, and he walked quickly into the iron gate guarded by the old man, Fang Linyan followed and walked in, and found that the field inside was also very spacious, but the guards were very lax, because although there were many vehicles here, most of them were rusty and deformed, it should be a scrap yard, and the vehicles that were stacked inside were those that were considered to be scrapped, so of course there was no need to pay too much attention to it.

Soon, Dolga found Hans in a clearing in the scrapyard, sitting dejectedly on a stone next to him, next to the JEEP parked, the exterior of which had been restored-------- to be precise, the twisted roof cover had been replaced, but it was clear that the problem was the interior of the car.

After seeing Dorga, Hans came over with a dejected face, and said bitterly:

"DORGA, DAMN IT, WHY DID I DRINK LAST NIGHT, FORGET IT, WHY DON'T I SLEEP IN THE CAR! GIVE THAT DAMN KARS A CHANCE, OHNO....... Do you know how I feel right now? It's like watching his first love being dragged into the forest by several big men, and at the same time screaming in despair, even his sexy mustache has been deformed!"

Dolga frowned:

"Got in trouble?"

Hans sighed and said bitterly:

"Yes, very big trouble, the only thing we can do now is wait. ”

Dolga Road:

"What are you waiting for?"

Hans said with a sad face:

"Wait for a new scrapped vehicle to come in, and then pray that this scrapped car will remove the parts I need........"

Hearing Hans say this, Dolga was speechless, he was very aware of the current situation, it is rare to drive a car into this abandoned car yard for ten days and half a month, let alone remove suitable parts from it, so to speak, not to mention that the car was repaired before nine o'clock tonight, it is estimated that it will drag on for a month or two.

When the two were talking, they suddenly heard a loud "clang" next to them, Hans hurriedly turned around, just in time to see Fang Linyan tearing off the hood and throwing it to the side, witnessing this scene Hans was so heartbroken that he suddenly shouted:

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Fang Linyan didn't answer at this time, he looked at the situation in the engine compartment, and then went to the bottom of the car again, Hans walked over angrily and wanted to stop all this, but he didn't expect Fang Linyan to lie under the car and said:

"Hand me a screw plier, although this car is seriously damaged, I think it can still be salvaged, at least, it's okay to drive you to the mission at nine o'clock tonight." ”

"What did you say?" said Hans, who could hardly believe his ears. "How is this possible!"

Fang Linyan squinted his eyes and looked at the bottom of the car, and said without looking back:

"Mr. Hans, you should be bothered by the problem of this steering lever now, I have seen it, it has suffered a terrible impact, and the force is even transmitted to the next intake manifold......."

Hans immediately said eagerly:

"yes! Do you have a solution?"

Fang Linyan said indifferently:

"Nope. ”

Hans roared:

"No, don't you want to get as short as a comeback?"

Fang Linyan said in astonishment:

"Is the comeback short?"

Hans Says:

"There are already thousands of such messages, and the fake ones have become real!"