An hour later, Yang Feng looked at the map for a while, and felt that it should be almost there, and there was indeed a sporadic light in the distance, so he chose an open place to land, and then the shuttle turned back into a cargo.

"Gee, there's no one to ask for directions or anything." He drove slowly through the dark wilderness, it was snowing, and there were already traces of snow on the ground.

At this moment, suddenly a few lights appeared in the distance ahead, Yang Feng hurriedly turned on the car lights and drove over, and when he got there, he saw that there were some refugees who had fled, gathering together around the fire to keep warm.

As soon as they saw the van goods coming out of the darkness, these people immediately stood up in horror, Yang Feng just wanted to get out of the car, suddenly hesitated, turned around and took his equipment, this is a full set of armor, body armor, helmets, elbow pads, knee pads that he spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy, and specially added a piece of little brother protection, which looks like an American soldier on the battlefield in Afghanistan.

A Browning M1911 on each of his thighs, a Thomson submachine gun around his neck, a Lee Enfeld on his back, and a string of grenades on his shoulders, then looked at it with self-pity, nodded with satisfaction, and then opened the door.

I almost didn't fall down when I just went down.

"Nima, it's time to exercise more!" He muttered to himself, he couldn't be too heavy, he lacked exercise these days, and suddenly hung dozens of kilograms on his body, which was indeed a little uncomfortable.

"Old man, what kind of place is this, how far is it from Chifeng?" He shouted to an old man in the crowd.

"More than thirty miles to the north is Chifeng!" The old man looked at him warily.

The three middle-aged people behind him even put their hands on their waists inadvertently, Yang Feng didn't mind this, anyone in such an environment, suddenly saw a heavily armed guy, and he definitely wouldn't want to hug it at the first time.

He looked at these people, an old man, three in the prime of life, and then a dozen fourteen or fifteen half-grown children, male and female.

"What are you?" He asked, somewhat confused.

"Lao Yu is the principal of Chifeng Middle School, these are my adopted children, and now it has become a battlefield, so I have to take them to Chengde, these three are friends I invited to protect on the road." The old man said.

Wow, Headmaster! It's a pity that what a good word has been ruined by those trash in later generations.

Yang Feng was sighing there, and suddenly the face of a big middle-aged man on the opposite side changed, and then he lay on the ground, his ears were close to the ground, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

"Quickly turn off the fire, there are cavalry, brigade cavalry!" He shouted.

Even those children, a group of people hurriedly extinguished the fire, and Yang Feng also turned off the lights.

"Who could it be?" He asked the big man, who by this time had already pulled out the box cannon.

"I don't know, brother, can you fit everyone in your car? If it's Japanese, we'll have to explain it if we don't run away. The big man said.

"It should be about the same!" When Yang Feng spoke, no one noticed that the carriage behind him grew by more than ten centimeters in an instant.

"It's okay, the boys are all coming in, standing sideways, and the girls are in the front cab, and a few brothers will have to trouble lying on the roof of the car!" Yang Feng opened the rear compartment door and said.

"Makqin! Brother, what are you doing here? The big man glanced into the carriage and immediately exclaimed.

"I'm from Beiping, I bought a batch of munitions, and I'm going to give them to the soldiers in front, by the way, will my brother play with this thing?" Yang Feng asked.

"Sixth, the dog lifts it up to the roof of the car!" The big man didn't bother to answer, and turned to his two companions and shouted.

"We all worked in the Northwest Army before, and the sixth turned out to be a machine gunner!" Then he explained to Yang Feng.

By this time, his two companions had quickly brought out a Makqin and a box of bullets.

"No water!" The sixth skillfully inspected and said.

"Bring the kettle!" The big man shouted.

"Is this okay?" In the cab, a little girl said holding a bottle of apple-flavored Mi Nianda.

"Hey, that's fine, there's still a couple of bottles in there!" Yang Feng said with a smile.

Makqin, who was filled with Miranda, was set up on the roof of the car, the sixth and the dog operated a machine gun and a bullet belt, and the big man also took Yang Feng's Li Enfield to protect them.

There were eight girls stuffed in the carriage, just like canned sardines, one of them was still lying on Yang Feng's back with a red face, the old principal really had no place, he sat on the front of the car and grabbed the back compartment tightly, and drove towards Chifeng like an Indian bus.

Not long after he walked out, Yang Feng suddenly heard the knock on the roof of the car and hurriedly stopped the car.

"You can't just go like this, if it's the Japanese, they will definitely go for a sneak attack, and we will take them there!" The old man gasped, his face covered with snowflakes.

"What do you mean?" Yang Feng looked at the rut marks behind him and asked the big man somewhat embarrassedly.

The three hesitated.

"That's it, Brother Yang put us here, you take Principal Wu first!" The big man gritted his teeth and said.

"Let's do it together!" Yang Feng looked around and drove the car directly into a depression, and the roof of the car with Makqin was just exposed.

"Boy get off!" He opened the back compartment and said, then took out a box of flower traps: "One for each person!" ”

Then the old headmaster also took a handful.

Yang Feng took out a Chuntian from the car, then took out a grenade launcher with a muzzle, and carried a box of grenades beside him.

"Gun grenades! This stuff is rare! The big man was startled.

"Of course, I got it all from the U.S. military in Tianjin." Yang Feng said proudly.

At this moment, there was a clear vibration on the ground, and soon the reflection of a steel helmet appeared in the snowy night.

"Remember, as soon as I call to get on the car, you guys will run into the car immediately!" Yang Feng said to those boys, this is also the reason why he dares to play blocking, the open carriage is behind him, the shuttle deformed cargo bullets cannot be pierced, as long as these children get into the car, he can drive directly away, and it is a fantasy for the cavalry to catch up.

The tall war horse quickly revealed the identity of the cavalry, the Japanese army, but Yang Feng felt that something was wrong, this was at most a squadron, if it was really a sneak attack, it would not be just these few people.

"Lost!" The big man immediately saw his doubts.

"It doesn't matter what they're going to do, let's fight first!" Yang Feng said viciously.

"Fire!" The big man immediately turned his head and shouted to the sixth man, and in the fragrance of apple soda, the muzzle of Makqin's gun instantly spewed flames.

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