"So who are the specific people who manage Yangcheng now, and what is the corresponding management organization, do you know?"

Facing Han Feng's questioning, the middle-aged man frowned and shook his head.

"If I really knew who was in charge of Yangcheng, I wouldn't have been kicked out of Yangcheng, and as for the corresponding management agency, I can only say a rough idea."

"At present, the highest administrative body in Yangcheng is the Military Control Commission of the Southern Security Zone, which has under the jurisdiction of the Security Command, the Survivor Management Department, the Economic Planning Department, the Engineering Construction Department, and the Intelligence Department."

"I only know such a general idea, and the more specific content is not something that a survivor of my level can know."

The middle-aged man really didn't know much about the specific management organization of Yangcheng, and he really only knew a little bit about it.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, he really couldn't say anything, Han Feng directly threw the whole pack of cigarettes in his hand to the other party, waved his hand to the other party, and then turned around and walked towards the Unimog RV.

The middle-aged man, after taking the cigarette thrown by Han Feng with joy, sat in the car and thought about it, before shouting loudly at Han Feng's back: "There are troops sent by Yangcheng on the Shiziyang Bridge, you must remember the truth that wealth is not exposed, try to buy them, before passing through the Shiziyang Bridge and entering Yangcheng for inspection and quarantine, find a safe place to hide all the valuable things in the car, otherwise when you come back after the inspection, maybe the things on the car have been looted." ”

This is the pack of cigarettes given by Han Feng that worked, and the other party took the initiative to remind Han Feng.

After Han Feng heard the advice of the middle-aged man behind him, he shook his arm at the other party, signaling that he understood, and returned to the Unimog RV.

Han Feng, who returned to the RV, pulled the lever of the RV with his right hand, and at the same time stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, and the huge Unimog RV drove directly towards the approach bridge of the Shiziyang Bridge.

After the scene in front of the Goose City toll station, Han Feng understood that sometimes it is not a good thing to keep his identity too secret.

Therefore, when he went to the Shiziyang Bridge this time, he had already decided to show that he was an official from the prefecture city, and at the same time to indicate his identity as an evolutionary, so that those soldiers who belonged to the southern security zone would not dare to act rashly.

The entire Shiziyang Bridge is 13 kilometers long, and the Yangcheng Garrison of the Southern Security Zone is stationed at the end of the bridge near the Yangcheng end.

When Han Feng drove the Unimog RV and stepped on the Shiziyang Bridge, it was obvious that the entire bridge had been cleaned, and the wreckage of the cars that should have appeared on the bridge deck, as well as the zombies with teeth and claws, were nowhere to be seen at the moment.

Now, however, every few hundred metres of the Unimog motorhome advances, there is a noticeable gap in the guardrail next to the bridge.

The experienced Han Feng can see these gaps at a glance, obviously using professional techniques to directly directional blasting to make them, only the Yangcheng military can do this kind of behavior, and their purpose is obviously to push the wreckage of the cars piled up on the bridge into the lion ocean below.

"Parking for the vehicle in front! Get ready to get checked! ”

Han Feng drove the Unimog RV across the main bridge of the Shiziyang Bridge, and after coming to the bridge deck near the Yangcheng side, a male voice sounded from the loudspeaker in front of him.

And directly in front of the Unimog RV, a simple fortification has appeared.

Hundreds of heavy-looking sandbags were piled up on the bridge deck, acting as barricades, and in the gaps of the sandbags, two infantry fighting vehicles were parked, blocking the entire bridge deck.

The juxtaposed machine guns on the roofs of the two infantry fighting vehicles, the black holes, pointed directly at the bridge deck, if someone planned to forcibly break into Yangcheng from the bridge deck, it would be simply wishful thinking.

Of course, this level of defense can only be aimed at ordinary survivors, as well as bronze-level evolutionaries who do not have a high degree of evolution.

If a bronze-level mutant beast rushed onto the Shiziyang Bridge, the defensive forces placed on the bridge deck would definitely not be of any use.

Just as Han Feng controlled the speed of the RV and slowly stopped, a soldier jumped out behind the sandbag pile on the bridge deck.

At the same time as the soldier jumped out, the side-by-side machine gun on the roof of the infantry fighting vehicle was immediately aimed at the Unimog RV.

The soldiers in the infantry fighting vehicle must have felt that the 12.7 mm machine gun bullet could penetrate the strange-looking civilian vehicle in front of them without any suspense.

"All the people in the car got out of the car and got checked!"

The soldier who had turned out the sandbag came to the Unimog RV, raised his automatic rifle in his hand, and shouted loudly.

If Han Feng was one of those ordinary survivors, then at this moment, according to what the middle-aged man just said, he should hand over some good things, hoping that the soldiers guarding the Shiziyang Bridge would let go of this car.

But now that Han Feng, who has decided to reveal part of his identity, of course he will not do this, he held the Dark Moon Long Knife in one hand, pushed open the door of the RV with the other, and walked straight down.

"What are you going to do! Hurry up and put down your weapons! Or I'm going to fire! ”

The soldier holding an automatic rifle suddenly became nervous when he saw Han Feng holding a long knife that was nearly a person high, and after stepping out of the RV, the rifle in his hand was also aimed at Han Feng's chest, ready to shoot a deadly bullet at any time.

And Han Feng completely ignored the threat of the soldier with a rifle, with a slight touch of his foot, his body moved, and the whole person rose up instantly, and his body was like a bolt of lightning, directly hitting the sandbags blocking the bridge deck.

"Da Da Da!"

The soldier holding the automatic rifle was shocked when he found that Han Feng's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and directly pulled the trigger of the automatic rifle in his hand, and the sound of bullets suddenly echoed on the bridge deck.

However, the bullet he shot obviously couldn't hit Han Feng, who was like electricity, but Han Feng waved the Dark Moon Long Knife and directly broke through the entire row of sandbags in front of him, causing the yellow sand in the sandbags to flow to the ground.

"I'm an official from the Fucheng Security Zone, so let the top leader of your position come and interview me."

After breaking the sandbag, Han Feng shouted straight to the soldiers behind the sandbag, and retreated to the Unimog RV.

And those soldiers who had already confirmed the identity of Han Feng's high-level evolutionaries did not dare to be careless, and while maintaining vigilance, they hurriedly notified the supreme commander of the Yangcheng garrison stationed at the Shiziyang Bridge.

When the supreme commander of the Shiziyang Bridge learned that a high-level evolutionary who claimed to be an official of the Fucheng Security Zone, he did not dare to slack off when he came to the Shiziyang Bridge, and immediately came to the front of the position.