The truck is driving on the road, and the carriage is constantly shaking.

"Brother Ouyang, aren't you leaving, why did you come back again?"

Bu Huadao asked.

"Hey, it's hard to put into words!"

In other words, Ouyang Fei picked up Yu'er, holding a war knife in his hand, fighting among the Japanese samurai, but he was also surrounded in a moment, in order to be able to escape, Ouyang Fei gritted his teeth, and the war knife rotated in Ouyang's hand, as fast as electricity, whether he killed or not, just to clear a road.

With a knife down, the figure shuttled among the enemy troops, the blade cut through the enemy's throat, chest, abdomen, and thighs, and in a scream, Ouyang Fei's figure became farther and farther away, and in a moment he reached the foot of Zhulong Mountain and broke away from the battle circle.

What appeared in front of him was a highway, but at this moment, while Ouyang Fei was protecting Yu'er, his body was scratched by the Japanese war knife in many places, but he didn't dare to stop his figure, running extremely fast on the road, and the blood was blown down with the flashing wind.

A moment later, several Japanese trucks appeared on the road, and Ouyang Fei's eyes shrank.

"There's still a long way to get out of here, and with my current physical strength, I can't go very far, not to mention that I'm injured."

Thinking of this, Ouyang Fei looked at Yu'er, gritted his teeth, and appeared on the road.

When the Japanese army found that someone had intercepted the truck, it suddenly stopped, and dozens of Japanese soldiers jumped out of it, including two heavy machine guns, which were quickly set up and aimed at Ouyang Fei.

However, at the same time, their bodies were trembling, and the person in front of them was none other than the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team members who came down from Zhulong Mountain, and they knew the unique military uniforms of Dragon Soul soldiers.

I even saw that Ouyang Fei's whole body was covered with blood, and the blood droplets of the undried combat knife in his hand were still slipping down, and the foreheads of these dozens of Japanese soldiers were covered with cold sweat, even though they were holding weapons in their hands, they were still cold.

At this time, Ouyang Fei's figure moved, and a flash appeared among the Japanese soldiers, and after a scream, dozens of Japanese soldiers died under Ouyang Fei's knife without firing a single shot.

After the battle was over, Ouyang Fei, who had exhausted his physical strength, supported his body and walked in front of the driver step by step as if nothing had happened.

"Come down to Lao Tzu."

The driver opened the car door tremblingly, looked at the nightmarish Ouyang Fei, took out the pistol on his waist tremblingly, and committed suicide in front of Ouyang Fei with a bang.

Ouyang Fei spat and looked at the driver.

"Ensign!"

Then Ouyang Fei picked up a machine gun and walked to the back of several trucks, but at this time, the Japanese soldiers driving behind had long disappeared.

"In such a situation, what are the Japanese still transporting."

Curious, Putian opened the carriage and found that the compartment was filled with barrels of gasoline.

"Damn, it's a good thing that Lao Tzu didn't shoot, otherwise Lao Tzu would have confessed this."

Ouyang Fei opened the carriages one by one and found that except for the last truck in the back, which was filled with gasoline, the others were canned food and some medical supplies.

"Damn, it looks like this gasoline is for cremation, and these food and medicine are for those samurai and ninjas."

Bah!

Ouyang Fei spat out phlegm.

"Damn, my dragon soul doesn't have any supplies, it's fucking ironic."

Ouyang Fei took out some medicine to deal with the knife wounds on his body, and after recovering some of his strength, he walked towards Yu'er.

When Ouyang Fei walked to the place where Yu'er was put down, his body shook, and there was still Yu'er's figure there at this moment.

This moment made Ouyang Fei anxious, but at this moment, the sound of Yu'er's struggle came from not far away.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

There was an eerie smirk in the midst of this struggle.

"!"

Ouyang Fei flashed in the direction from which the figure of the net came, and then found that several Japanese samurai were tearing a copy of Yu'er fiercely, and immediately the blood rushed straight to Ouyang Fei's brain, and his eyes were red.

"Brute!"

Puff puff......

Several warriors were all beheaded by Ouyang Fei's war knife.

At this moment, Yu'er curled up in fear, frightened, and her eyes were cloudy.

"Zhongtian, Zhongtian!"

The mouth kept calling the name of this dragon in the sky.

"Madame, ma'am!"

In Ouyang Fei's call, Yu'er's cloudy eyes recovered and looked at Ouyang Fei.

"Ouyang!"

"I'm sorry madam, Ouyang has been away for too long."

Ouyang Fei said apologetically.

"Why am I here?"

Yu'er asked.

"Hey, the young marshal doesn't want you to die on the battlefield, it's our men's battle, the soldier's battlefield."

Then Ouyang Fei told him how he knocked Yu'er unconscious in a hurry.

Yu'er sighed, he knew that he was there, and he would definitely drag down the Dragon Soul Warrior, her eyes looked at Zhulong Mountain, the peak that was still smoking.

"Madam, I've wronged you!"

Ouyang Fei saw that Yu'er's clothes were not covering her body at this moment, so he took off the military uniform on the Japanese soldier and handed it to Yu'er, but he also kept a copy for himself in case of emergency.

Ouyang Fei, who turned his head, only breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Yu'er tell him that he was okay.

"I also hope that Madame will follow me and get out of here as soon as possible."

Ouyang Fei carried a few barrels of gasoline to one truck, and then moved the other trucks out of the way and hid them elsewhere.

After Ouyang Fei drove the truck for a few hours, he found that the road was very calm, and he didn't see any figure, so he stopped suddenly.

"Where am I going, can they really die somewhere, no, if they don't die, how can they escape."

Ouyang Fei recalled the scene of the battle, and found that the strength of these Japanese samurai and ninjas was not ordinary, the Dragon Soul team members were very difficult in the fight, and they kept dying, and then thought of the skills of other squadron leaders, and the chances of survival were very high.

At this moment, a ** army appeared in front of Ouyang Fei's eyes, and after seeing the truck he was driving, it automatically bypassed and went straight to the direction of Zhulong Mountain.

"This is a Japanese vehicle, and as a **, it actually went like this."

Ouyang Fei was stunned in the driver's seat, thinking about it, and his face became more and more angry.

After a long time, Ouyang Fei calmed down and looked at Yu'er beside him.

"Madam, Ouyang wants to go back, I believe that the young marshal and they will definitely be able to fight their way out of the encirclement, that old Japanese man is not the opponent of the young marshal and the whole world at all."

Hearing Ouyang's words, Yu'er's eyes lit up, and she was very excited to hear that Long Zhongtian could still come out alive.

Ouyang Fei looked at Yu'er's expression, immediately knew the answer, and immediately turned the head of the car, at this moment, the ** army had already traveled far away.

Thirty miles away from Zhulong Mountain, Ouyang Fei stopped and observed the movement on the mountain.

When he saw the ** troops walking into Zhulong Mountain, Ouyang Fei started the car and drove slowly on the road, his heart went up and down, looking forward to the appearance of the young marshal and them.

However, just a dozen miles away from Zhulong Mountain, Ouyang Fei saw several figures faintly appearing in front of him, and immediately became excited, and the car accelerated to find out.

After listening to my Ouyang Fei's story, the four of them roared angrily.

"Damn, the Japanese are not raised, and in this case, there is still the heart to do such a dirty thing."

"That's it, the son of a bitch, what's even more angry is **, damn, Japan is China's enemy of life and death, so I don't care about it like this."

They cursed and swore to the sky to vent the inexpressible anger in their hearts.