Chapter 463: Rescue Helicopter

"We can't use our fists here, let's go to the clearing below." Lao He said and walked out, and Chen Feng immediately followed.

Lao He clenched his fists and said, "Let's stop at the point." ”

Chen Feng nodded and said, "Of course." ”

Lao He took a deep breath, took a step forward and attacked Chen Feng, and his fist hit Chen Feng's chest.

Chen Feng grabbed Lao He's arm and pushed it gently, Lao He's attack was instantly disintegrated, and the person took a few steps backwards.

Lao He immediately continued to attack, but no matter how he attacked, Chen Feng was cracked, Chen Feng's defense was like an impenetrable net, and it was useless to let Lao He attack from any position.

"Military Gymnastics?" Leng Feng's eyes lit up when he saw Lao He's boxing technique, isn't this the military physical boxing that everyone in the army can do?

Although Lao He is a little older, the speed and power of that punch are no less than that of a young man, and it is conceivable that Lao He was also a good fighter when he was young.

After dozens of rounds, Lao He felt physically exhausted, and took the initiative to step back and wave his hand, "You don't have to let me, I'm not your opponent." He saw that Chen Feng had been humbling him, only defending and not attacking, otherwise he would have been defeated.

"I'm better than young, if I reach the age of Brother He, I will definitely not be able to beat you." Chen Feng said modestly that he still has a good impression of this Lao He in the plot, and there is no need to embarrass Lao He.

"You kid scolds me for being old? But also, I'm almost fifty years old, and I can't accept old age. Lao He shook his head helplessly and wiped the sweat on his face with his hand.

Zhuo Yifan has been watching the battle, and when he saw Lao He taking the initiative to admit defeat, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Chen Feng looked at Zhuo Yifan and said, "What?" You want to practice with me too? ”

"Humph!" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, angry to angry, he would not be stupid enough to take the initiative to be beaten, in terms of fist and foot kung fu, Lao He is the best one in the factory, Lao He is an excellent veteran, even if he is three or five strong men of this age, he can't get close.

At this time, Leng Feng received a phone call, and after chatting a few words, his face gradually became happy, and after hanging up the phone, he said, "Ambassador Fan called, tomorrow at seven o'clock in the morning, the United Nations will send a rescue helicopter to land at the factory on time to help us evacuate." ”

"One?" Lao He frowned and said.

Leng Feng nodded, he also knew that one plane was far from enough, but it was better than nothing.

Chen Feng shook his head secretly in his heart, an airplane is a drop in the bucket for a large number of employees.

"Tell the workers the good news right away." Zhuo Yifan said to Lao Lin, the male secretary of the factory.

Lao Lin is about in his early thirties, with a big oily back and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and whenever he looks at Zhuo Yifan, he can't help but show a flattering smile, he is a character like a dog's leg.

Lao Lin gathered the factory's employees, only a small percentage of whom were Chinese, and the rest were all dark-skinned locals.

"Listen to me, everyone is divided into two sides, the Chinese are on my left and the Africans are on my right." Lao Lin announced that although he was the nominal secretary, he was in charge of all the big and small things in the factory, and his prestige in the factory was very high.

After the crowd was divided into two groups, Lao Lin continued, "Tomorrow at seven o'clock, the United Nations will send a helicopter over, we will only bring Chinese people, do you understand?" The first batch of managers is preferred! ”

The workers looked at each other, the Chinese side was slightly better, and the African side was directly in turmoil, which was equivalent to watching the Chinese people leave, while they had to stay in this land of right and wrong and wait for the arrangement of fate.

"Eh, what's the matter with you? Didn't I tell you to stand over there? Lao Lin found a black girl standing in the camp of the Chinese, and reached out to pull her over.

The man next to the black girl pushed Lao Lin and said coldly, "My wife is from China when she marries me, I want to take her away!" ”

His words were echoed by many people, and many Chinese men who married African women shouted, "My wife is Chinese, why don't you take her away?" ”

Compared to these controversial people, the lonely African men were even more lost, and the atmosphere of sadness spread throughout the factory.

Zhuo Yifan stood on the second floor and couldn't stand it, and shouted loudly, "Lao Lin, they are all employees of our family, I will take them away!" ”

All the employees looked up at Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yifan didn't want to be in the limelight at this time, but really considered these employees.

Lao Lin smiled bitterly and said, "Young master, how do you bring it?" ”

There are more than 100 employees, and there is only one helicopter, so it is not bad to be able to barely take all the Chinese people away, but it is possible to take the rest of the black employees away.

Chen Feng watched silently from the side, and made a judgment in his heart on Zhuo Yifan and Lao Lin's approach, both of them were actually right, although Zhuo Yifan took it for granted, his idea was good.

Lao Lin's approach seems to be impersonal, but it is indeed the most logical and correct decision, after all, the Chinese are compatriots, and it is not wrong to take these African workers as far as they can, but the current situation no longer allows for that.

Leng Feng was rendered by the sad atmosphere, looking at the depressed faces and feeling very uncomfortable, he made a decision after careful consideration.

Boom!!

Leng Feng picked up a wrench and struck on an empty oil drum, making a loud muffled sound.

The crowd fell silent.

"Listen to me, I brought the plane, you all listen to me, let's go together tomorrow!" Leng Feng's voice echoed in the closed workshop.

Lao Lin spread his palms and said, "HAT? (What)"

"Women and children get on the plane, men follow me!"

Chen Feng nodded secretly, although he knew that Leng Feng would make such a decision, he still couldn't help but applaud Leng Feng's handling of it.

In both ancient and modern times, women and children are the priority of protection, and as long as women and children can leave safely, men have no worries.

The crowd cheered, but the black area was still discussing in a low voice, whether the "everyone" Leng Feng was referring to was all the Chinese people, or everyone in the factory.

Leng Feng sensed this and reiterated, "Everyone, whether Chinese or African, let's go together!" ”

People raised their arms in excitement, and some even took off their hard hats and threw them into the sky, and they felt as if they had come from hell to heaven all at once.

Chen Feng patted Leng Feng on the shoulder and said, "Your decision is right, only by letting the women and children leave first, will others leave without scruples." ”

"I hope everyone can go back alive." Leng Feng said with emotion.

Chen Feng secretly thought to himself, don't say tomorrow, if the plot doesn't deviate, there will be a fierce battle tonight!

(End of chapter)