Yan Feng did not have any objection to the price of the weapon proposed by Frank, in fact, he had no idea the value of this bolt-action rifle in this era, and if he rashly opened his mouth, he would be self-defeating and expose that he was not the liaison officer of the Green Paint District.

Yan Feng tried his best to make himself look so unwilling, he even added a scene to himself when writing the IOU, and the force of the pen almost pierced the paper when writing.

And Frank, who was standing behind Yan Feng, was also staring intently at Yan Feng's hard work, for fear of missing even the slightest detail, after all, the price of the 200 Type 1888 commission rifles and the matching 40,000 rounds of ammunition he sold to Yan Feng already accounted for one-third of the wealth he had looted after coming to Huaxia.

The short hair on his head was not newly cut, and he was very skilled in using the pen, and he used the unique Chinese characters (simplified characters) of the Great Song Dynasty, and the most important thing was that he was clean and neat when he signed, and he used the name he said to himself at the beginning of the meeting.

After getting the rifle on credit, Yan Feng was worried about how to teach the correct use of firearms for the subordinates in his thirties. Although the Qing army was afraid that the owner of this tea garden was a German missionary and rarely visited and inspected, once Yan Feng conducted frequent shooting training here, the eagle dogs domesticated by the Manchu adults must not dare to pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore, especially when a "pseudo-Song" army has penetrated deep into the junction of Zichuan and Jinan Mansion, who is not afraid of some more moths that can make their heads drop!

However, it turned out that Yan Feng underestimated these farmers in Frank's mouth, in fact, these people were not just farmers who could work in the fields. Perhaps they are indeed a few notches behind them in terms of discipline and military literacy compared to the formally trained Manchurian Army, but most of them can still do it just by loading and shooting.

Shandong at the end of the Qing Dynasty is not a peaceful territory, in the early years there was a twist here, in recent years, what White Lotus Sect, the Big Knife Society, the boxing group, the township group have all appeared. However, unlike the green forest heroes who gather in the Wuthering Mountains and forests in "Water Margin", whether it is the remnants of the East Twist, or the various sects and regiments, it is difficult for you to distinguish them from the peasants on weekdays.

They have their own unique organizational structure and contact methods, and they only come together before the operation is carried out, and when the operation is over, they quickly disperse and live a life of digging in the dirt.

In fact, in the history of the original time and space, in 1899, the Boxers changed the previous practice of breaking up into pieces and scattering and hiding, and engaged in armed conflicts with the Catholics and the Qing army for a long time and on a large scale.

And it's not surprising that some of the people in Frank's house are the kind of people who gather together and become bandits, and some of them operate rifles.

"Ho! Okay, Li Lezi! I can't see that you can still play with foreign guns? "The Li Lezi in Yan Feng's mouth can also be regarded as the current temporary leader of these thirty or so people from different sects.

"Lord Yan, I have also beaten the single one of the Japanese slaves in the township group. However, the single fight of the Japanese slave is not as good as the foreign gun that you and the rich priest bought, and the four more bullets in this box will be much faster! Li Lezi said.

"Hey, what kind of township group of yours still have something to do with devils?" Yan Feng said.

"Don't dare to say that, we are all heart-to-heart to the Great Song Dynasty, where will we have anything to do with those short-legged slaves! Those foreign guns of the Japanese slaves were all sold by the Great Song Dynasty Wangshi, and we are not the only ones who bought them! Li Lezi hurriedly argued.

At this time, Yan Feng's IQ had returned to a normal level, and he didn't sleep much in history class when he went to school, so he could roughly judge from Li Lizi's words that the era he was in now should be in the first year or not far after the first day of the year. It seems that the gang in the green paint area are not bad, and even the rifles seized from the devils have been taken out to support the cause of the peasant uprising, Yan Feng thought to himself.

"Yan, what are your plans? I have to remind you that lately the Manchu government has been constantly increasing its troops in the direction of Yantai. Frank was still worried that Yan Fengfeng would do something drastic, which would lead to the involvement of this tea plantation that he had run for several years.

"I thank you for your interest and for the kindness of your Government, but there are some details about my work that I am not comfortable to share with you. Excuse me, Mr. Pastor! Yan Feng sloppily looked.

"Yan, I suggest you stay in the tea garden for a few more days, I got the news not long ago, the vanguard of your army has advanced to a place less than a hundred kilometers away from here, with the strong combat strength of your army, it is estimated that it will be a matter of the past few days, you really don't need to take risks." Frank is still worried about the fish in the pond.

Hey, that's what I'm waiting for, this time I've finally figured out how far away the people in the green paint area closest to me are! It seems that the safest way now is to continue to cats in this tea garden by taking advantage of the fear of the Manchu adults towards foreigners, as the white pastor said. Yan Feng finally listened to Frank's suggestion, but he still let Li Lezi and the other four go out in disguise to "reconnoitre" the enemy's situation, so as to give Frank and the thirty-odd people the illusion that he had a secret mission.

Here, Yan Feng was sitting and waiting for the arrival of the "Great Song Dynasty Wang Division", and the so-called "Wang Division" vanguard - Xiao Fei Kong Heng and his entourage were watching the last batch of equipment transmitted by the "director team" fly to the green paint area.

"Alright, all cheered up and ready to go!" Xiao Fei shouted to the rough embryos who gathered together to smoke and fart without vigilance tasks.

While transporting the equipment, the "Osprey" transport plane also sent a total of four "Weasel 2" infantry combat vehicles and 40 ground combat personnel to the traversal trapped in the Zibo area. The 120 mm smoothbore gun of the "Merkava 4" main battle tank has also been replenished with ammunition, because the main gun of the "Little Prince No. 1" M1 Abrams main battle tank and the main gun of the flying saucer head are both smoothbore guns of the RH120 series produced by the German company Rheinmetall, and their bore structure is the same, so the ammunition is also universal.

The pit crews who had just been teleported were left in the team except for a few injured who were sent back to the Green Paint Zone. Of course, none of their two knives are at the level of operation, and no one dares to let them drive the "Merkava 4" main battle tank anymore. This time it's to play Butan coordination, but don't dare to let the maintenance workers wave at will, it's a trivial matter to fall into the pit, if you really crush your own people, the joke will make a big fuss!

Now the members of the UFO head crew are the reserve crew of the "Little Prince No. 1", because Zhao Yigui is the chairman of the interim executive committee, the rough embryos have to prepare another crew for the only main battle tank in the green paint area at that time under the condition of extremely tight manpower, you can't let the big guy go into battle shirtless every time you need tank support, right!?

"Line up, let the UFO head line up, and keep the rear team at a distance of twenty meters from it!" Xiao Fei commanded the order of the convoy.

While pausing to wait for the airlift to be completed, the maintenance crew re-engineered a minesweeper plough for the Merkava 4. This improvised minesweeper plough used two stone grinders, the frame and shaft were made of materials flown in from the green paint area, and considering that the detonation weight set by the designers of this era for the press mechanism should not be too large, they estimated that the weight of the stone grinders was enough to detonate the mines planted by the adults.

"Pushing this thing affects the speed of travel and wastes fuel, is there really no better way?" Xiao Fei asked Kong Heng.

"Yes, you ask Boss Zhao to transfer me everything from the green paint area, including anti-ambush vehicles, and I guarantee that the speed of the march will be twice as fast as now!" Kong Heng complained.

"Spicy next door, doesn't it mean that the adults are all dirt buns who love to close off the country and don't accept new things, how can this use picric acid explosives?" Xiao Fei said.

"I don't have time to study the mental process of the braids, in short, theoretically speaking, as long as you bury enough, this picric acid explosive can also blow up the flying saucer head, let's take it easy!" Kong Heng said.

Rumble! As soon as Kong Heng's words fell, a loud bang came from the front of the convoy!

"Enemy attack!" Immediately someone started shouting loudly.

Hearing the command of an enemy attack, the rough embryos sitting outside the "Nanola" armored repair vehicle and the "Weasel 2" infantry combat vehicle jumped down one after another to find cover.