How to retreat from the Sixth Legion, this does not need Yang Feng to care, they are all a bunch of old fritters who have been on the battlefield for most of their lives, this little thing still does not need to be taught by others, in fact, when Yang Feng set off for the south, they have already found the safest way.

Negotiate with the Japanese army.

In exchange for the corpse of Maoshu, in exchange for the Japanese army not to interfere with the retreat of the Sixth Army, poor Maoshu now has no other value to use, and hundreds of photos of various poses have been taken, including single photos, double group photos, and even group photos.

His beautiful general's uniform had already been stripped clean, and now there was only a crotch cloth left that no one wanted.

These days, thrown in a dilapidated house with air leaking on all sides, frozen like a mackerel that has just been brought out of the cold storage, it has been bitten by rats because of poor storage, it looks quite a bit of Resident Evil, but fortunately it is not disfigured, and I don't know how the Japanese will feel after getting their general.

With a look of embarrassment, Yang Feng set off south, accompanied by Principal Wu and the children, and the other three big men, as Yang Feng's employees, also brought their families to follow.

Yang Feng's plan is to go straight to Gubeikou from Chifeng, which is the nearest road to Beiping, and it will take a morning to run faster, even if there are Japanese troops along the way, there is no need to care, so Yang Feng sternly refused Zhao Dengyu's protection.

What are you kidding, the cavalry has to run for three days at that speed, and when they arrive at Gubeikou, they are just in time for the Japanese army to attack the Great Wall, and they are still running a fart.

Zhao Dengyu disagreed, he came to escort Yang Feng, and now let Yang Feng go by himself, what's the matter? However, after seeing the 100-kilometer off-road of the van cargo, he had nothing to say.

In fact, Yang Feng's southward road was not dangerous, the speed was too fast, along the highway from Chifeng to Chengde hundreds of kilometers per hour, almost sticking to the Japanese army's southward attack on Luanping's forward, directly jumped past Chengde, and then went to the ancient north entrance.

At this time, there were already a lot of refugees on the road, Yang Feng had to slow down, these refugees were complicated, many of them were still the rout of the Northeast Army, one by one lost their armor, lost their souls, and even robbed refugees and played with little girls.

"Oh yes, what the hell!" Yang Fengzheng saw two Northeast Army soldiers dragging a little girl into the woods on the side of the road, and there were two people kneeling there and begging.

"Lao Lin, kill those two boys!" He said to the big man sitting in the passenger seat.

The big man agreed, took a Chuntian and fired two shots in a row, and the two Northeast Army routs immediately fell to the side of the road like dead dogs.

This stabbed the hornet's nest, and the Northeast Army on the road was routed, and all of them raised their guns to aim at the vans, Yang Feng dragged a Thomson, and a shuttle came from the sky.

"You shit, the second pancreas who doesn't have a luanzi, the rabbit who sells picular, how come you have the spirit now, you have the ability to go to Japan, your mother is being fucked by Japan, your father is being a dog for the Japanese, your sister is serving as a soldier for Japan, you are running there, running, running from the northeast to Rehe with your head in the crotch of your pants, and then running from Rehe to Guannai, where are you going to run again? Just wash your ass and wait for your Japanese grandpa to come! Yang Feng shouted with a tweeter.

These words are too vicious, ordinary people can't stand this stimulation, not to mention that the Northeast Army is now more sensitive in their hearts, and two guys immediately howled and shot at Yang Feng, and the bullet was bounced out of the windshield with two thuds.

Immediately after that, the two were knocked down by the big man.

Yang Feng's car ran over them without hesitation, and spat out the window before leaving.

"Trash, shit!" Then he held up the tweeter and scolded back.

The rest of the Northeast Army didn't make a move, and stood there one by one with complicated expressions and watched Yang Feng leave.

"Boss, you're scolding so badly!" The big man said with admiration on the side.

"It's light to scold them, you have to step on these bastards fiercely, and they have been trampled on so much that no one dares to look up, so that they can know what shame is! I'll prepare some ruthless ones for them to see if they will run away as soon as they see the Japanese! Yang Feng said viciously.

It was already noon when I arrived at Gubeikou, and the 112th Division of the Northeast Army was responsible for the defense here, and the division commander was Zhang Tingshu, the son of Zhang Zuoxiang, who belonged to the famous young master division in the Northeast Army, and most of the officers were the second generation with a backstage, well-equipped, neatly dressed, and generally the Northeast Army parade was on them, which can be said to be a signboard of the Northeast Army, as for the combat effectiveness, no one was willing to let them go to the battlefield anyway, they were originally sent north to Zhang Zuo quite a guard, As a result, as soon as I arrived in Gubeikou Chengde, I lost it.

Yang Feng was not interested in intersecting with them, so he sped up and jumped over directly, and after arriving in Miyun, he found a restaurant to stop for dinner, and as soon as he entered, he saw a group of officers in yellow-green military uniforms drinking.

Principal Wu beside Yang Feng was facing one of the majors, and then the two of them were stunned at the same time, and then they saw the major violently push away his companion, stumble over, and kneel in front of Principal Wu.

"Unfilial son has seen his father!" The major's words startled Yang Feng.

"Get up! You're on the front line! Principal Wu said calmly.

"Well, I've received an order, and I'm going to Gubeikou soon." The Major stood up and stood aside.

"Do a good job, don't worry about your family, my children and I will triumph in Beiping." Principal Wu straightened his clothes and said.

Yang Feng thought to himself that your wish seems to be a little difficult, the 25th Division was almost wiped out in Gubeikou, and it is estimated that your son is also very hanging.

"Hurry up and sit down, it's also a happy event for father and son to meet, don't be so restrained, boss, I'll take care of you here today, all brothers are counted as my invitation!" He hurriedly shouted.

After the group sat down, Yang Feng learned that Principal Lu Daowu's two sons were both Huangpu students, this is the eldest son, and the younger son is in Hu Zongnan's first division, and now he is far away in Gansu.

"Camp Commander Wu, don't worry, the old principal, they will be handed over to my brother!" Yang Feng patted his chest and said.

"Mr. Yang, thank you so much!"

"Your own people, you don't have to be polite, you might as well say what you are missing, see if I have anything that can help, not to mention getting some clothes and medicine or something, it's still very easy, look at my brother doesn't seem to be wearing too thick, don't freeze on the Great Wall in this winter."

The 25th Division was transferred from the south, and there were no winter clothes suitable for the weather in the north, but fortunately, the people of Beiping made some for them.

"Mr. Yang can get winter clothes?" A lieutenant colonel asked.

"You're passing through Beiping, right?"

The lieutenant colonel nodded.

"Do you know about Jinyuan Commerce?"

"The luxury store that sells down jackets, thermal underwear, sulfonamides, domestic watches, and bicycles?"

"Brother is the boss of Jinyuan." Yang Feng said lightly.

A group of officers were all stunned.

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