Following the ruins, Du Feng returned directly to the sewers, where an unexpected group of people were waiting for him, most of these people were women, in addition to several soldiers in camouflage uniforms, which made Besenia slightly alert, and the electromagnetic rifle in his hand began to charge silently.

Du Feng waved his hand and motioned to Besenia not to shoot, if this group of people really wanted to kill him, then it would be useless for him to resist again, but he saw the same thing on the faces of this group of people, the hope wrapped in silence, this hope was very strange, it should not be the cruelty and fanaticism of the extremist organization, which made Du Feng also full of curiosity.

Through the faint moonlight, an old face greeted.

Mi Yang, this old woman always gives Du Feng a special feeling, this seemingly weak woman, but she has a unique leadership atmosphere, and the old man who was helpless against children when he met in southern Jiangsu was almost like two people.

"What? This is a welcome ceremony for me. Du Feng said.

Mi Yang shook his head without denying it, nor affirmatively, and waved his hand, and several women who were close around took out a rifle, these rifles were worn out just by listening to the sound of loading, if the weapons of the extremist group were retired products eliminated by other troops, then the weapons of these women were the scrap of the retired products.

Besenia said angrily, "Miyan, what are you going to do?"

Mi Yang appeared on Du Feng's retreat with a large number of armed men at this time, and there was indeed a smell of conspiracy, but she did not leak any malice, but calmly said to Du Feng: "Mr. Du, I want to ask you to help us!"

Du Feng smiled, changed his somewhat ruffian expression and said to Mi Yang: "I haven't heard of the help of using guns to force me, whether you want to threaten me, or do you have to ask me, you have to make it clear, and you must have a basic attitude." ”

How could Mi Yang not know what Du Feng meant, and hurriedly waved his hand, and the women on the left and right put down their guns one after another.

"Is Mr. Du sincere now?"

Du Feng said helplessly: "What is sincerity, I really didn't expect you to understand, let's say what's the matter?"

Miyang is not a verbose person, she said eagerly: "I need your help!"

It was hard for Du Feng to imagine that this Mi Yang would talk to himself like this, especially when this guy spoke, at that moment, he felt that he was not an old man who was over half a hundred years old, but like a young man who was in the limelight.

Du Feng said, "What do you need?"

Miyan clenched his wrinkled hand and said, "Weapons! We need weapons, if you really are here to liberate us, please give me weapons!"

Du Feng seemed to have heard something funny: "Why should I give it to you? There is no free lunch in this world, I assisted Aleppo and helped Salem build a state, which is true, but I don't know why I have to help you." ”

Mi Yang had obviously guessed that Du Feng would ask herself this, but in fact, she also took a risky move.

The people here are all fighters who have fought against her, but as a small militia organization, compared to the big forces that can influence the fate of the country. They simply can't scrape together the chips at this gambling table, the so-called cannon goes off with ten thousand taels of gold, without any assistance, they can't afford to fight this war, and she has been looking for a way out, and she finally targeted this businessman who helped Hassan build a country.

As if having made up his mind, Miyan said, "Isn't it tempting to have an army that only you can control?"

"Do you guys?" Du Feng pointed to this group of housewives and the militia composed of the old, the young, the sick and the disabled, he did not despise female soldiers, you must know that at this time, his descendants, except for the hurricane troops, were all composed of women, and Du Feng still recognized their combat effectiveness, but compared to these people, Night Wish was almost the difference between heaven and earth.

"I'm not a welfare home, I don't have to keep a bunch of waste. Du Feng's words were very hurtful, in fact, he also looked at it again, looking at the attitude and determination of this group of people, although their combat effectiveness is not high, but the focus of Du Feng's consideration is naturally not the current combat effectiveness, but loyalty, combat effectiveness can be cultivated by itself, but the indicator of loyalty, once it does not meet the standard, it will waste a lot of his energy in vain, and even breed traitors.

Miyang said: "Yes and no!"

"Okay, let me hear what bargaining chips you have?" Du Feng hugged Besenia with a relaxed face, looking like a leisurely Second Ancestor, but their afterglow kept scanning the people around them, as long as there was a slight abnormality, they would greet them mercilessly.

Miyan said: "You should know about the Kurdish forces!"

The Kurdish forces, Du Feng knows, and can even be said to understand them thoroughly, as the first target after he conquers Deir ez-Zor, he naturally understands it.

The Kurds are a region, but also a people, and they are a stateless, landless exile people, who are scattered in all the countries of Central Asia, with Syria and the Turks being the most numerous. They have always been committed to establishing their own state and regime, which also makes them welcome more strange eyes in this allotted world.

"Want to build a country?" Du Feng said.

Mi Yang shook his head and said: "Mr. Du, we never thought of building a country, we just want to be able to have our own rights in this land, I heard that the Huaxia where you were born is a country with multi-ethnic integration, and many of their ethnic groups can get together, this is what we want, we just want a human right!"

Du Feng said: "Human rights! Okay, I understand you!"

"Tomorrow is the day of the extremist organization's sacrifice, and it is also the opportunity I give you to rescue those children and let me see if you have the strength to let me invest. Du Feng continued.

Mi Yang nodded slightly and didn't say a word, making it hard for Du Feng to believe that this woman actually promised to use the dozens of militiamen in her hands and a few broken guns to break through the "well-equipped" extremist army.

"See you tomorrow!" Du Feng finished speaking, took Besenia, and walked towards the dark place with Xinka on his shoulder, now his affairs are very serious, Mi Yang, who suddenly came out, will indeed rescue those children who are sacrificed, but the rescue plan is too thin to rely on them, and it will be self-defeating if it is not done well.

And now that Du Feng has discovered the traces of Ouroboros, he has to send a hurricane team to make a trip.

"It's really not enough. Du Feng shook his head, he found that he had to recruit some more combat power, now whether it was domestic security work or the situation in Syria, it was the task of the Hurricane Squad, even if he joined the Night Wish, it would be a drop in the bucket.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Du Feng lurked in the ruins, and the extremist group was searched overnight but was not found, but instead through the passage where he came, a ten-man hurricane team was dispatched.

At the entrance of the Great Mosque in the East, which was already surrounded by people, thirteen wooden stakes were erected on the towering stands, and on the wooden stakes were thirteen children of the same age, all of whom were covered with black hoods and could not see their faces clearly, and under them were haystacks, and if you could get close to smell them, you would smell a strong smell of gasoline.