( [Net.]? Sure enough,

When the wounded Chechens had just fled to another carriage, more than a dozen counter-terrorism squads on the train immediately rushed over with guns, and when they saw the blood dripping from the train, they knew that the Chechens had fled to the carriage of the train in front. .... They didn't have time to leave a single Counter-Strike to search Hua Feng's carriage, and immediately ran to the front.

"Scared the hell out of me!"

Olaf looked at the eyes and guns of the counter-terrorism elites in front of him, if it weren't for Hua Feng pressing here, he really wouldn't dare to take in the injured Chechen person in charge ♀ When the middle-aged man named Medlai Kadyrov looked at the counter-terrorism elites in front of him, his eyes were a little gloomy, knowing that the injured subordinates in front of him would definitely not survive.

"Bang!"

。。。

There were several gunshots and screams from the front carriage, and when the voices stopped, the voice of the announcer came from the train, telling the passengers that all the Chechen terrorists had been shot.

"Mr. Kadyrov, I think it's better to take the bullet out of your arm first, it's important to bandage the wound! (Russian to Chinese)" Hua Feng said as he looked at the tall middle-aged man with a tall nose. Shortly after the gunshots rang out, military planes landed outside the train, and the bodies of the dead Chechens and the Russian counter-terror elites were taken away by the two military planes.

"Why are you helping me? (Russian to Chinese)"

Kadyrov looked at Hua Feng strangely and asked. He could see that this was a strange combination, and in this carriage, in addition to the ethnic Russians he hated, Olaf and those walls, there were also three young Chinese, Hua Feng. And in this carriage, despite the nasty ethnic Russian, there were several Russian wall guards. However, he could see that the real owner of the place was the young Chinese man who spoke.

"Actually, I like to make friends from all over the world. So, now I'm also looking at my friend's face, so I saved you! (Russian to Chinese)"

"But I haven't promised to be friends with you yet! (Russian to Chinese)"

"Mr. Kadyrov, no matter what, I think we will definitely be very good friends in the future. Now you are sad for those dead subordinates, and that's normal. But you're still alive in exchange for their young lives. Therefore, if you don't remove the bullet from your arm in time now, someone will find your wound at that time, not only will you fail those dead subordinates, but even cause us trouble! (Russian to Chinese)" Kadyrov was a little stunned at first when he heard Hua Feng's voice, because he hadn't thought of it that much at all. He scooped a sharp dagger from his body, cut a piece of cloth from his coat, and tried to bite the cloth, and then tried to dig out the bullet like this.

"Mr. Kadyrov, I'm here for us to help you! "There is no anaesthetic for pain relief in the car now, so it is naturally very painful to take out the anesthetic directly, and looking at Kadyrov's appearance, he also knows that the other party is a soldier from a civilian background. Hua Fenghui's traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture is different, he can take out the silver needle and stab two silver needles around the muzzle, which will play the role of anesthetic, and he doesn't have to shed so much blood.

After Hua Feng took out two silver needles and pierced them near Kadyrov's injured arm, and Hua Wu personally took out his sharp dagger, when Kadyrov felt a little itchy, the muzzle of his gun had been cut by Hua Wu, and he quickly took out the not very deep bullet from the wound.

"Mr. Kadyrov, sprinkle these powders on them and you'll be fine soon! (Russian to Chinese)" After Hua Feng took out the silver needle to disinfect it and put it back in the box on his body, Hua Wu also took back the sharp dagger. Hua Feng asked Kadyrov to change out of the bloody shirt on his body, and asked Olaf to take off a coat and put it on for him, as for the shirt, he could only rush under the toilet of the train, otherwise he would stay in the carriage or throw it out of the window, which would attract the attention of the Russian counter-terrorists.

"There's something to eat and drink here, whatever! (Russian to Chinese)"

Hua Feng still looked at the other party and said with a smile, and when he moved, not only did Olaf surprise those walls, but Kadyrov also felt that Hua Feng, a young man, was really amazing. Just now, the two needles pierced his arm, and the sharp dagger separated the flesh on his arm, but it didn't cause him much pain.

"Young Chinese people, you are really so polite, this time I think I will become good friends with you! Kadyrov looked at Hua Feng and said, he didn't ask Hua Feng's name, he really knew that if this smart and enthusiastic young man wanted to tell him his name, he would definitely tell him then.

After Kadyrov sat in the train compartment and ate bread and drank drinks, the whole person's decadent expression just now was much more energetic. At first, the two didn't say much, but when the train started slowly again and heard that Hua Feng was going to Izhevsk City to buy arms, Kadyrov felt that Hua Feng's identity as a young man was definitely not simple. However, seeing Hua Feng's appearance does not look like a person of the same kind. In China, there are only East Turkistan elements or ** elements of the same kind.

"I wonder what you think of our Chechen ** movement? (Russian to Chinese)"

"Mr. Kadyrov, for your ** movement, I don't dare to talk nonsense as an outsider! "Regarding this, Hua Feng really doesn't want to say more.

In the eyes of their Chechens, this is a symbol of freedom and democracy, but in the eyes of the rest of the Russian population it is a terrorist who divides the country. Moreover, now Hua Feng is an outsider, and it is useless to talk more to the other party.

"We're friends, can't you just say a few words and give us some advice? (Russian to Chinese)" Kadyrov said with a smile.

"I know you guys need a lot of money to do **, but I think from this point of view, maybe I can help you in the future! (Russian to Chinese)"

"Can you give us monetary help? (Russian to Chinese)"

Kadyrov asked with some excitement. They are naturally very short of money, although they are engaged in ** in Russia, and secretly have the financial support of Western European and American countries, but it is also a very small part, because those countries do not dare to do so much, and when the time comes, they will attract the attention of Russian politicians, and they will not be easy to do. And now Chechnya is engaged in **, and money is needed in all aspects, and even when they invite mercenaries, they don't know how much money they spent.

"Of course not, I'm just talking about trading. Perhaps, when you are really short of money in the future, we can exchange money for other things with you! (Russian to Chinese)" This chapter is published by online book friends.