After a round of dangerous goods investigation, Xingfeng found no abnormalities, and then according to the normal procedures, he raised some relevant questions and obtained the basic information of the three people.

The three of them were a family, both from Yeludan Village in front, because there were Red Turban soldiers in the village, they would arrest people when they saw them, and shoot them if they resisted a little, so their family had to flee the village and hide in the woods two kilometers away.

When the black man saw the pickup truck coming, he dared to run out for help, because he saw Miria sitting in the passenger seat, guessing that the car did not belong to the Red Turban Army, and in order to lead his family to escape, he took the risk of stopping the car at close range.

After the basic information was confirmed, plus whether several people had weapons or not, Xing Feng temporarily lowered his guard and let the three of them get into the car.

But when asked their names, the answers of the three made the scene a little embarrassing for a while.

“ovuvuevuevue enyetuenwuevue ugbemugbem bugglu。”

It was the name of a black man, and it took him four seconds to finish reading his name.

The names of the fat woman and the black teenager are also similar to the men's, not only crackling a long list, but also very awkward.

The three of them saw that Xingfeng was not a local, and used the country's common language - English, but this string of "face-scrolling keyboard-shaped" letters made Xingfeng, who was proficient in English, unable to spell any meaning at all.

The main reason for this is that Africans have names, which are completely different from other states.

The content of their names is very "African-style", in addition to the basic tribal family names, it also includes personal occupations, specialties, personalities, hobbies, and even the names of favorite foods.

It's so casual that it can't be done!

"The simpler kind, is there?" Xingfeng was a little helpless.

“okok。”

Hearing Xing Feng's words, coupled with his expression, the three of them quickly reacted, and hurriedly said a simplified name for their names.

Bougirou is the name of a black man, his wife is called Katava, and the black boy is his son, named Sanchez.

"Bujiru, where are you going?"

Xing Feng turned his head to look at the back seat, and went straight to the point.

"Zumar, we want to go to Zumar, there is a government army that can keep us safe."

Katava rushed to answer, his eyes full of panic, as if only the capital could give her enough security.

Protect you? I hope that when the time comes, you will be able to save your lives.

Knowing that Zumar would fall tomorrow, he shook his head secretly, didn't say much, and continued: "I'm sorry, my destination is Sankuga Town, SO......"

Xing Feng spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, the meaning was very clear.

Different ways, I can't help you!

"Sir, you mean...... Going to Sankuga Town? ”

Boogirlu glared as if he had heard something incredible.

"Questions?"

Xing Feng sensed that something was wrong.

"There's only one road from here to Sankuga town, in the village of Bečka, but before I escaped, I heard the damn executioners talking about how Bečka village seemed to have been taken by the rebels."

"Do you mean...... Where is the town of Sankuga? And that's it? ”

Xingfeng pointed in the direction of Bechka Village, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

Although the traverser has the advantage of foresight, they are not locals, and they will also have some basic common sense deficiencies.

"Yes, sir, that is the only direct route, and if you go around it from the east, it will take an additional five or six hundred kilometers, and ...... The group of executioners seems to have come from that side. ”

Bujilu is a local and has more information to come into contact with, so he answered in the affirmative.

After Bujilu finished speaking, there was silence in the car.

A dozen breaths past!

"Where is the city of Zumar, how far is it, how many kilometers are there from Zumar to the town of Sankuga."

At this point, it is useless to think too much, and the punishment style can only make mistakes and reformulate a plan of action.

Moreover, Zumar happens to have a Chinese embassy, and by virtue of his implanted identity, he should be able to send Miria in first to ensure her safety.

"From here, walk about 10 kilometers in the direction of Bechka, turn right at the junction, and there is a big road for 3 kilometers, and you will reach Zumar after about 300 kilometers in this direction."

Bujilu pointed to the west, and then said: "Sankuga town is northwest of Zumar, I haven't been to it, I don't know very well, but there are many Chinese factories there, very famous, I know that it takes about five or six hours to drive there." ”

According to the information provided by Bujilu, the punishment wind is roughly estimated.

According to the development of the plot, the time of Dr. Chen's sacrifice should be around noon the day after tomorrow, and there are about 40 hours left before now.

Without encountering any surprises, it only takes four to five hours to get from here to Zumar.

From a map of Zumar to the quarantine area outside the town of Sankuga, it was more than 400 kilometers in seven hours.

In terms of time, as long as you don't encounter a large number of red turban troops, you will have time to rescue Dr. Chen.

"Tell me about the situation in your village, how many Red Turban Army there are, and whether there are any vehicles?"

The pickup truck doesn't have much fuel left to support Zumar, and if there aren't many Red Turbans in the village, Xingfeng is going to refill the fuel and get some drinking water and food by the way.

The weather in Africa was very hot and dry, and one of the two bottles of water brought out by Xingfeng was given to Milia, and she had already drunk this bottle.

It's fine to be dehydrated for a day or two, but once the body is dehydrated, it will cause the brain to slow down and the body to react slower.

The direct impact is the weakening of combat effectiveness!

"We're a small tribe, less than 50 people, and they've only come in one car, all with weapons, and I don't know how many there are."

Although he didn't know what Xingfeng was up to, Bujilu was quick to tell everything he knew.

"There's only one car, it should be about the same."

Secretly making up his mind, Xingfeng restarted the car and slowly drove into the depths of the grove.

Without fuel, the car is scrap metal, without a car, once you encounter the Red Turban Army who drives over, you run on two legs, it is difficult to escape, and the torture wind can only take risks.

Moreover, there are only seven or eight "mud legs" who die on the top of a car, and in addition, they are playing sneak attacks, and with the strength of the criminal style, the problem is not big.

"Miria, Uncle Feng is going to have some business, you must stay in the car obediently, don't run around."

After comforting Milia, Xingfeng turned to the Bujiru family and said, "The car is not fuel-sufficient, I'll go get some back, you all stay in the car, wait for me for half an hour, and help me take care of Miria by the way." ”

"Sir, you're going to ......"

"Shh~"

Xing Feng put his finger in front of his mouth, interrupted Bujilu's words, and continued: "A little thing, don't worry, remember...... Help me take care of Miria. ”

"Miria, you have to be obedient."

Smiling and pinching her little face, Xing Feng picked up two automatic rifles, took off the car keys, opened the car door and walked out.

In order to increase the concealment of the pickup truck, Xingfeng did not set off immediately, but hung the gun in front of him and used a machete to chop some branches from a distance to tactically camouflage the pickup truck.

After spending five or six minutes covering the whole car with branches, Torture Feng rushed to Miria, who was lying at the window looking at him, smiled and waved his hand.

With a flick of the strap and a gun in both hands, he turned into an agile cheetah, and soon disappeared from the sight of Bujilu and others.