The moment Lao D and the others were all caught and locked in the basement of the old warehouse, it also meant that the battle had officially come to an end.

Although most of the entire Chinese-funded factory has been bombed into ruins, the thick smell of gunpowder still permeates every corner.

But all the factory guards who took part in the battle, after a long breath, all laughed silly.

And the workers who came out of the basement of the old warehouse did not hesitate to rush forward and give warm hugs to the heroes of the battle.

Some cheered loudly, and some cried with joy!

Defeating an entire mechanized army, nearly two hundred Red Turban soldiers, this seems to be an impossible thing, but it has become a reality.

They succeeded, they survived, and at this moment, it's worth using their emotions to vent!

"Tuk Tuk ......"

On the roof of the wide factory, there was one less landing gear "Stone Tea Falcon", and after it stopped crookedly, a tall figure with a slight exhaustion took off his helmet and jumped out.

Leaning against the "Stone Tea Falcon", he took out the box of Gosbah Lancero that still had more than half of it left.

"Ding, click~"

Take a deep breath and spit out slowly......

As much as it hurts, he likes it, and it makes him enjoy it and forget something.

As for why he didn't go into the crowd and cheered and celebrated with everyone, it mainly lies in the character of Xingfeng-

Not used to this sensational scene!

In his heart, as a man, no matter where he goes, he must hold up a piece of the sky, whether it is for everyone's small family or for himself!

And venting repressed emotions will not bring any change, but will make men vulnerable.

There is only one sentence he adheres to in his life - men, learn to "endure"!

Only by forging the will and refining the body can men endure more tempering and become stronger.

This is also the foundation of his transformation from an ordinary rural soldier with no background, let alone a shooting team sports school, step by step, from hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the military region, to finally stepping into the "black beret".

"Old squad leader, are you going together?"

Leng Feng didn't know when, he appeared beside Xing Feng, took a Gaesba Lancero in his hand, and also leaned on the fuselage, skillfully doing some actions of cutting the tail and curing the tobacco body.

The barracks is a boring place, with no internet, no passionate entertainment, and no women's adjustments.

It's a group of hot-blooded young people, homesick, missing women, what should I do?

Smoke a cigarette in a bunch, blow to each other, before I became a soldier, how windy it was, I think back then, the girl cried and begged to hug her thigh, and I didn't care about it......

As for whether it's true or not, no one cares, because this is the characteristic little life that belongs to the barracks!

Smoking, Leng Feng naturally will, but for a person with strong willpower like him, whether he smokes or not, it is not an addiction, but a mood.

This is the same reason as most soldiers are very good at drinking, but no one has become a drunkard who is addicted to alcohol!

"Ambassador Fan is calling?"

Xing Feng asked casually, but his eyes looked downstairs, and he was surrounded by everyone to praise the bear child, who was the most happy.

Ten years ago, I probably enjoyed this atmosphere.

This kind of high-profile feeling is pursued by many people, but the current style of punishment is very vague about this feeling.

Blurred to ...... It's like that distant memory!

"Well, Ambassador Fan has called, there will be a United Nations helicopter coming at noon, and the rest of the people can return by car from the same route."

"It seems...... The Pornica Bridge has not been blown up, and there have been some changes to the original plot. ”

Xing Feng retracted his gaze and said, "I still have a little thing to do, it seems that ...... I can only say goodbye to you for the time being. ”

"Farewell?"

Leng Feng didn't understand a little.

"We'll meet again, won't we?"

Xing Feng squinted and smiled, but did not say what it meant.

"Haha, too!"

Leng Feng laughed freely, took a puff of cigarette, and then said, "Good smoke, not bad." ”

looked at the watch and took it off: "It's not too early, so ...... Old squad leader, let's say goodbye, this watch is given to you, as a witness to our friendship to fight together. ”

The commemorative iron-fisted 3S watch, this is a military-priced watch, with more than a dozen functions such as "sports endurance" and Beidou positioning, and Leng Feng has been carrying it with him since he appeared.

"It just so happens that I also have a big road goods, haha."

Xing Feng grinned, and while taking the watch, he took off the tactical watch and handed it over.

"5.11 HRT tactical watch, designed for snipers, the right size."

Leng Feng picked up his watch, raised his right hand and waved it, tilted his head to show his signature smile, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Wolf warrior, we'll see you later."

Looking at the back of Leng Feng leaving, Xing Feng took a puff of his cigar, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

……

At 12:53 p.m., a white "S-76Spirit" produced by Siskos in the United States slowly stopped in the open space in front of the factory.

The fuselage is stamped with "UN", which represents the identity of the United Nations peacekeeping force.

Since the helicopter had only 12 seats, it was only enough for Dr. Chan and some women and children to get on board.

Therefore, after the helicopter left, Leng Feng organized the remaining workers to get on two trucks and several small cars.

"Goodbye, friend."

"Goodbye, Brother Eagle."

"Take care, old squad leader."

Everyone waved goodbye to Xingfeng and left this place of right and wrong.

Although Old D and the others have been abolished, General Audu is still there, and if I leave a minute earlier, I will have less risk.

Watching the convoy gradually move away, Xing Feng's face changed several times, and finally sighed and turned his head to look at the basement of the old warehouse.

"Old D, the mistakes you have made are destined for you to bid farewell to the light in my hands and become my most loyal minions."

……

As the convoy disappeared into the distance, the entire Chinese-funded factory returned to calm.

After checking the door of the old warehouse one last time to make sure there were no problems, Xingfeng returned to the factory area and began to make some relevant preparations for "going home".

Although Xingfeng spent nearly 6 days in these two dimensional worlds, he did not forget that when he crossed for the second time, he happened to be in the arsenal of the Curry Country.

There, too, there is a grenade that did not explode, as well as hundreds of Asan soldiers, who are "greeting" him home!

The grenade explodes at close range in the tunnel, and the damage will be incremental, plus there is no obstacle, even if it is not killed on the spot, as long as the injury is too serious, the torture wind will be captured alive by the Ah San soldiers.

In other words, before he goes back, he must get a shield to block grenades!

However, Xingfeng went around the entire factory, and he fished nearly 20 "AK series", Type 56 guns, and magazines and ammunition.

Even on off-road vehicles and tanks, nine "Type 54 high machines" without tripods were dismantled, and the system warehouse was filled.

Together, the two types of equipment can be regarded as preparing a batch of ammunition for the formation of the PMC team.

Grenade-proof items, except for too heavy steel plates, useless iron sheets, and various machine tools, and a tank owner's hatch cover that resembles a turtle shell, he just didn't see anything else suitable for hand.

"Well, it seems...... I can only carry this turtle shell and be a turtle shield meat warrior for a while. ”

Looking at the "turtle shell" that was deformed by the explosion and weighed dozens of pounds, Xing Feng's face was full of helpless wry smiles.