"How, is there any injury, is the delta wing damaged?"

"Report sir, we landed safely, and the delta wing is intact."

Hearing Liu Xi's report, Zhang Sixing ran forward happily. In this kind of ghost weather, it is really lucky to be forced to land. In particular, the stone cliff he found could not only shelter from the rain, but even if the rain did not stop, it should be possible to spend the night there.

As for the journey, it is not very important, after all, as long as the weather is fine tomorrow, it will not be difficult to take off from the road.

"Push your delta wings, I've found shelter from the rain, let's dry our clothes first."

"Sir."

Three cockpits that easily pushed the delta wings, rushing back and forth.

But he didn't take a few steps before he heard a crisp gunshot.

"Smack"

No need to ask, it was the gunfire of the HP90. The three of them stopped almost at the same time, raising the HP90 in their hands as if they were on guard.

The rain was still heavy, and the sound of rain in the mountains and forests was deafening because of the impact on the leaves. The visibility was also very poor under the black clouds. However, none of the three turned on the tactical flashlight, because turning on the light in a dark place was completely a means of exposing themselves.

"You two continue to push the cart, I'll go first, if something happens, you'll be the backup."

"It's sir, promise to complete the mission."

Originally, Liu Xi wanted to follow Zhang Sixing over, but thinking about Zhang Sixing's safety, he immediately understood his tactical arrangement. As a support force, we must see the scene clearly before deciding what to do.

After instructing Liu Xi and the others, Zhang Sixing strode forward and came to a place where he could shelter from the rain in a blink of an eye. He hid behind a bush, his gaze shining through the foliage.

Hansen, Yelena, and the soldier were taking shelter from the rain, confronting a group of men pulling horses.

The horses were all carrying goods, everyone was driving two or three horses, and everyone was carrying weapons. There are both cutting-edge rifles and old sleeves, and even powder guns made by themselves.

In addition, everyone has a woodcutter pinned to their loincloth.

And they shouldn't have seen the HP90's burst ability, otherwise they would definitely not have relied on people to raise more guns.

"We are members of the German Officers' Advisory Corps, we are just passing by, there is no ill will."

The rain was so loud that Zhang Sixing couldn't hear what Hansen was saying. But it could be seen that he was holding a document and was talking to the person opposite.

It's a pity that the person on the opposite side should be a caravan, which is a common kind of caravan on roads such as Yunnan, Guichuan and other difficult roads. Many counties even have the most access to this kind of caravan.

However, this kind of caravan has a peculiarity, because they act in groups, so sometimes they will turn into bandits when they encounter small groups of caravans or small number of guests.

And this kind of bandit is the most ferocious, in order not to affect their future caravan business, they will kill each other when they start.

The people of the horse gang obviously didn't want to listen to Hansen's explanation, and watched their guns continue to raise and slide, which probably meant that Hansen and the three of them put down their guns.

Yelena, who could be frightened by the red panda, was fierce again at the moment, holding only the revolver in both hands, and yelling at the horse gang in stiff Russian-flavored Chinese.

Although she is a flowery soprano, at this moment, in the sound of rain in the mountains, you can only see her talking loudly, and you can't hear what she is saying at all.

While the Yunnan soldier was holding the HP90, he was naturally talking to the horse gang.

They all speak Huaxia dialect, so it is impossible to have a conflict.

It's definitely not a conflict caused by sheltering from the rain, and everyone doesn't have to squeeze in such a big place, so why use knives and guns. Moreover, if you meet a foreigner in military uniform here, everyone should know that it is a military person.

Besides, there is a Yunnan soldier there, even if they speak the local dialect, there will be no misunderstanding.

After watching it for a long time, Zhang Sixing didn't understand the origin of this conflict.

But everyone is standing in the rain with guns in their hands, isn't it stupid, what is there to say, sitting in a place where you can shelter from the rain, roasting the fire and chatting, isn't it fragrant?

Standing up, Zhang Sixing yelled,

"What's the noise?"

Although the rain was loud at the moment, the scene of Zhang Sixing suddenly standing up and yelling loudly was still seen by the people in the caravan. The rifles in the hands of several of them quickly turned and pointed at Zhang Sixing.

Zhang Sixing smiled and pointed to the HP90 in his hand. Then the muzzle of the gun was pointed to the sky, and the trigger in his hand was pulled,

"Tutu Tu Tu"

A short shot came from the muzzle of his gun, and the muzzle cannon formed in succession frightened several caravans with guns pointed at him, and they exchanged glances with each other.

This short-spot shot made them understand that despite their large number of guns and large number of people, they may not be the opponents of this group. After all, their guns are fired in bursts like machine guns.

Not to mention the revolver in the woman's hand, just to say that these three guns that I have never seen before have such a fast rate of fire, and the horse gang will not be able to please them.

"Tutu Tu Tu"

In order to deter the other party, Zhang Sixing made a short shot. However, after this fight, the muzzle of the gun was firmly pointed at the horse gang. He stopped talking, just stretched out a hand and began to count down with gestures according to the Chinese custom.

Maybe Hansen doesn't necessarily understand, and Yelena doesn't necessarily understand. But Zhang Sixing believes that the horse gang who goes south and north must understand.

Looking at his changing gestures, the people of the caravan clearly recognized him. They exchanged suspicious glances at each other, and finally agreed.

They lowered their guns, but they didn't drop them on the ground, they just stopped pointing at Zhang Sixing and Hansen.

Zhang Sixing was very satisfied with this result, since he was going to run a paratrooper school in Kunming, it would be good not to have a conflict with the locals.

Now his plan is to go to the stone cliff together to hide from the rain. He can even provide a few bottles of Luzhou Laojiao or something, so that these horse gangs can drive away the cold.

But just as he was about to take a step forward, he heard footsteps behind him. Originally, he thought it was Liu Xi and the other soldier, but then he suddenly realized that the footsteps were not from the ostrich boots.

Just as he was about to turn around, something suddenly grabbed him from his steel helmet, and someone jerked him and let him walk forward.

Zhang Sixing, who was helpless, had no choice but to raise his hand slowly, he didn't know what was pointing at his steel helmet. If it's some kind of cold weapon, it's no threat to him.

As he raised his hand, he quietly turned his body to the side, trying to see who was behind him.

As a result, something unexpected happened, and someone behind him jumped on his back like a monkey. But the man's hand was so steady that he didn't even shake the thing in his steel helmet.

The man put his mouth close to his ear, and then a soft but implicit Yunnan dialect sounded,

"Where are you from, the things on your body are so weird, you are so tall...... Don't move, move Miss, my gun will fire you. ”

Listening to the soft Yunnan accent, Zhang Sixing didn't know if he should feel honored.