In the middle of the night, the hunters were too tired, and with the Feather Forest Rider in charge of protection, they slept deeply.

Fan Fan looked at the situation over there through the night vision device, and there were four people keeping vigil.

He made a gesture, and two hundred feathers flew around the circle, and when the distance was about the same, he lay on his stomach, moving a little bit.

Four men guard a fire, mainly to guard against wild beasts.

There is light in front of them, and they can't see clearly when they look elsewhere.

Fan Fan slowly crawled over, twenty steps away, he aimed and aimed, poof, and fired.

The anesthetic bomb flew out, slightly off, and didn't hit the man's buttocks, up, waist.

"Hmm!" The person who had been injected let out a muffled grunt.

He thought he had been bitten by a shot, and his hand grabbed at that position.

"Hmm!" He snorted, it hurts, it's a needle, touch that......

He grabbed it and pulled it out, feeling the place where he had been pricked first cold and then numb.

"Duora, what's wrong?" Three other people found out about the situation, and one of them asked.

"It's a little snake, bite me." The person who was shot grabbed something and put it in front of his eyes, not recognizing.

"Hmm!" The second man was shot, in the front, and in the shoulder.

He looked for himself, pinched and pulled out.

When the third one was pricked in the stomach, the four of them finally understood that this was not a snake, it was a bit like a blow arrow.

"There are enemies, there are enemies." One person shouted, and the others followed.

Then the fourth was shot, and the Tibetans, who were resting in their skins, woke up one after another.

"Enemy, blow arrows, poisonous, I'm numb, I ......" The first Duo who was hit didn't finish his words and fell.

The others panicked and rushed to get their weapons.

Fan Fan was depressed, this thing is useless, if you shoot someone, the other party will not fall down immediately, and there is still a reaction time.

Keep shooting, bring a lot of bullets, put on new ones, lie there, and fire again.

In the middle of the night, at a distance of about thirty meters, he was lying on his stomach, and there was a fire on the other side, so he could not be seen at all.

Knowing that things were passing from his direction, the people in Tibet looked for cover to hide and be vigilant.

No one rushed over, Fan Fan was happy, shot after shot, occasionally missed, and did it again.

When the seventeenth man fell, the Tibetans panicked, they couldn't see the enemy, they could be beaten by hiding, and they ran away.

A group of people picked up the burning sticks in the fire at random and ran, Fan Fan went around a distance, dodged the fire, chased after himself, and did not let the other brothers shoot.

As soon as he ran, the stick of fire that the man was holding was extinguished.

In the darkness they crouched and became vigilant.

Fan Fan looked for a good position, aimed at a good one, shot, hit, and changed places.

Now he found it to work, and the gun was very quiet, much quieter than a bowstring.

It is better to use the night vision device, which has been verified in the southwest battlefield, that is, there must always be a shaking power to charge.

'The best time to use it is cloudy and dark, as far as I can see. ’

Fan Fan thought about it, and shot at a person again.

"He's right next to him." The one who was hit shouted.

"Elsewhere, he can find us by listening to the voice." Another shouted.

"I was beaten."

"I've been beaten too."

"Come out, do you dare to come out? What exactly are you? ”

"Li Yi, I know you, it's you, right?"

There are fewer and fewer people who can make sounds, and in the darkness of the night, fear is amplified.

By the time the last man was hit by a tranquilizer bullet and frantically swung his knife in all directions, it was all over.

There was an extra rope on the person next to the fire over there, and the narcotic bullet fired by Fan Fan was found around even if it was flying.

"Battalion Commander Fan, Li Dongzhu's things are good, and it is the most useful to catch a live mouth, he was beaten, he only thought it was poisoning, and he didn't think that he would be able to get better, so he wouldn't commit suicide."

After a feather forest rider tied up the man, he rejoiced in the light of the fire.

"It's a pity that the proprietor is too precious, he just shot five shots, no way, I'm not familiar with it."

Fan Fan was equally happy, collecting the finished cartridge casings and anesthetic bullets and putting them in a pocket.

The other feathers flew up and lit the fire, so they didn't have to hide.

The hunters also woke up, squinted their eyes to see the situation, rubbed their eyes again, and, how did you get it? The enemy was caught?

Are you flying in the feather forest ghosts? There's always a fight in battle, right? Now that Datang is fighting wars, it is popular to capture them alive?

The effect of the Tubo anesthesia has passed, and when they wake up, they are also quite dazed, aren't they dead?

"Say, where are the pandas?" Fan Fan kicked a captive.

"What panda?" The other party hasn't fully recovered yet.

"The giant pandas you found that have made mold footprints, the three small ones are different, there must be three big ones, a total of six, said.

Don't tell me you're going to kill you, then you won't have to live. ”

Fan Fan puts the giant panda first, what a cute thing.

"I didn't kill it, I was afraid that something would happen, so I just did it according to the footprints."

There are Tibetan people who are timid, and it is obvious that he is the one who works in the technical field and makes footprints.

"If you can't bring back the six giant pandas before the Chinese New Year, I'll give you a good New Year." Fan Fan said coldly.

"If you can find it, you can guarantee that you can find it, and the giant pandas are all moving in a range and will not run far."

The other, apparently the person in charge of tracking the giant pandas, spoke out, he assured.

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, Li Yi, who missed his childhood, waited in the valley to meet Fan Fan.

Eight giant pandas, four large and four small, were carried by the captives in wooden cages.

In the process of searching, two were found, the same mother with the child.

Fan Fan used a tranquilizer gun to solve it, and the children were all older, and it was impossible for them to be bitten to death by their mothers.

Yulin Feiqi also helped to carry it, and came back together, and the speed should be fast.

The big one and the small one are all locked in a cage, which is very heavy.

"The whole team." Li Yi shouted.

Three hundred feathers flew to ride quickly.

"Stand upright." Li Yi shouted again.

Three hundred men stood upright.

"Teams report the number." Li Yi ordered.

"One, two, three......" The Yulin Flying Riders reported the number.

Fan Fan ran out and went to Li Yi: "Report, when Yulin Feiqi returns from the mission, there should be three hundred people, but there are three hundred people." ”

"Very good, no one less, disband." Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Nineteen Orions watched from the side, smiles on their faces.

They were happy from the bottom of their hearts, happy that Datang had such a strong soldier as Yulin Feiqi.

Yulin Flying Ride, even if there is no horse, is still a flying horse.

On the march, people ran as scouts, shuttling back and forth.

Three hundred, all of them like iron.

This is the strongest soldier in the Tang Dynasty, His Majesty's private army.

"Put it in the car, hurry up and rush back, there are still three days left for the New Year today, and there is no 30th lunar month this year."

Li Yi urged, there was still a patient in the car.

The panda's cage was loaded into the car, and the team rushed back.

On the morning of the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the whole team returned to Lijia Zhuangzi.

The farmers ran out to welcome the owners without work, and the proprietor came back, and there was a proprietor during the New Year.

Li Longji had already received the news that Yu Lin flew back on a fast horse in advance to report.

Eighty Tibetans tried to ambush Li Yi, but forty-six were killed and thirty-four were captured alive.

"When my Feather Flyer is a dead man? If you want to ambush, you can ambush? Also a giant panda with three children, idiot. ”

Li Longji scolded, with a sense of superiority in IQ.