Yue Feng jumped out of the jeep and looked at the four strong men.
He had a feeling that although the other party was of yellow race, he was not like the domestic ones.
Although these four people are out of breath, they are well-nourished, strong, and have a very confident temperament, but their skin is a bit darker.
Yue Feng thought: Could it be that he is a Nanyang Chinese?
During the Anti-Japanese War, tens of thousands of Nanyang Chinese returned to China to help in the war, and what is more, most of them were skilled workers and had special skills.
However, that was mid to late stage.
Unexpectedly, it is strange that Chinese people have returned to China to help in the war.
Yue Feng ordered: "Captain Sima, you go and save people."
Sima Qian nodded, picked up the medicine box, and took Niu Xiaoxiao and Jinglong to rescue the two injured people.
The four strong men saw that Yue Feng was the chief officer.
Although they were exhausted and their hands and feet were weak, they still struggled to get up and bowed.
The leader was a strong man with sword-browed eyebrows.
He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Yue Feng warmly: "Thank you sir for saving your life.
I will never forget it."
Yue Feng smiled and said: "Anyone who kills my Chinese will be killed."
When the sword-browed man heard this, he perked up and said with a smile: "Well said, well said.
Anyone who kills my Chinese will be punished.
The officer's sharp eyes saw that we were returning from overseas.
I admire you.
I admire you, Pei Zhongjun.
Aircraft mechanic."
Yue Feng was overjoyed: OK, a treasure.
Pilots are rare, and mechanics are even rarer.
The second man was slender and looked like a scholar.
He smiled and said, "My name is Liu Wenyuan.
I am good at making bullets."
Yue Feng was overjoyed again and thought to himself: I wonder if it is possible to make "needle bombs" and "Taishan bombs".
The third person looked like a withdrawn man at first glance.
He said calmly: "My name is Qin Ye, a sniper instructor.
I studied in Germany.
My hobbies are killing Japanese pirates and drinking."
The fourth person was a very cheerful young man.
He shook hands with Yue Feng happily and said, "My name is Lu Tian, a fighter pilot.
I am studying in the United States."
Yue Feng laughed loudly and was very happy: "Everyone, I admire you very much and am very touched by your pure heart when you return to China to participate in the Anti-Japanese War."
He bowed deeply to the four of them, sincerely.
The Nanyang Chinese gave up their comfortable life, risked their lives, and came back to fight the war.
This is really a blessing for the Chinese people and a blessing for China.
The four strong men bowed quickly and said: "You are not worthy of the courtesy of an officer, but you are our benefactor."
Yue Feng sighed deeply and recited: "The flames of war were ignited, and the Japanese invaded our Central Plains.
They burned, killed, looted, and captured inhumane crimes.
The crimes were heinous.
The hot-blooded Nanyang Chinese, with their righteousness as high as the sky, bravely killed the enemy to protect China.
Wait for eight years, and fight bloody battles.
Winning victory, the Nanyang Chinese resistance will be passed down through the ages.”
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Suddenly I felt that it was inappropriate to "stay for eight years" and leak historical secrets.
Liu Wenyuan exclaimed: "The officer is capable of both literary and military skills.
He is really a master."
Pei Zhongjun thought further and said: "The superior has many praises for the Nanyang Chinese in the war of resistance.
Could it be that he has encountered Nanyang Chinese in the war of resistance before?"
Yue Feng said with a smile: "You return home to fight the war, which makes me sigh."
Qin Ye, a lonely man, was extremely sensitive and asked: "Sir, do you think we can win in eight years from now?"
Yue Feng simply said calmly: "This is my personal feeling.
We must win, we must win."
Pei Zhongjun said happily: "Yes, we will win.
The little devil will not live long."
Liu Wenyuan asked respectfully: "Sir, may I ask your surname?"
Yue Feng smiled and said: "It is not convenient for me to disclose my name for the time being.
By the way, when you return to China to join the army, which army do you want to join?"
Pei Zhongjun said: "There is a very powerful army in Songhu, which beat the ghosts out of their wits.
They are called the Xiongqi Regiment.
Their leader, Tie Tianzhu, is nicknamed the Headshot Ghost King and is titled the sixth-grade National Protector Colonel.
He is a hero in the hearts of the Chinese people, and he is here here.
Go to him."
Liu Wenyuan said with a smile: "Originally, we planned to come back two years later, but we were moved by his deeds and came early."
Yue Feng smiled and said, "Does anyone know the colonel?"
Lu Tian said excitedly: "I heard that he is a little over 1.9 meters tall, with double pupils and a moon on his forehead.
In Nanyang, we all say that he is the reincarnation of Bao Zheng or Zhan Zhao."
Yue Feng was shocked that there was such a legend.
Qin Ye asked calmly: "Sir, your shooting skills are amazing and you are decisive in killing.
Could it be that he is the disciple of the Headshot Ghost King?"
Just as Yue Feng was about to answer, Sima Qian and three others came back with the wounded, one with a calf injury and the other with an arm injury.
Jinglong supported the injured arm, and Niu Xiaoxiao carried the injured calf.
The four of them, Pei Zhongjun and others, hurriedly came forward and greeted him in Nanyang dialect.
They were relieved when they knew it was nothing serious.
After introduction, the man who injured his calf was named Lei Tianren.
Although he looked like a young man, he was actually only sixteen years old.
He was a sharpshooter and Qin Ye's apprentice and assistant.
The man who injured his arm is named Liu Xiaomi, a car mechanic who is also very sharp with marksmanship.
Although Yue Feng judged that the other party was from Nanyang, he still wanted to give it a try and be careful about sailing the ship of ten thousand years.
He deliberately talked to the other party about things in Nanyang, such as Chinese entrepreneurship in Nanyang, celebrities in Nanyang, food in Nanyang, etc.
The more Pei Zhongjun and others chatted, the more surprised they became.
They discovered that Yue Feng's understanding of Nanyang was no worse than theirs.
After some testing, Yue Feng thought it was okay.
He smiled and said: "You want to join the Xiongqi Regiment.
It just so happens that I am an officer of the Xiongqi Regiment.
In this way, I will send two of my subordinates to send you to the Xiongqi Regiment."
Pei Zhongjun and others were very happy and expressed their gratitude one after another.
Liu Xiaomi asked: "Sir, may I ask your surname?"
Sima Qian immediately said: "Everything about him is top secret and no one can ask about it."
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Lei Tianren asked curiously: "Could it be that, sir, he is an underground agent?"
Yue Feng smiled and said: "Niu Xiaoxiao, Jinglong, you protect the six gentlemen to Xiongqi Regiment and tell Lin Hucheng not to be isolated.
I have understood it."
Niu Xiaoxiao said: "I obey.
But, do you want to walk back?"
After riding on the "Lightning", it was uncomfortable to let him walk again.
It is easy to go from poverty to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to poverty.
Sima Qian said angrily: "Do you want to go back by Lightning?"
Niu Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "Sister-in-law, I didn't mean that."
When Pei Zhongjun and others heard this, they were startled.
They secretly thought, "Sit on Lightning."
Is it possible that these people were gods?
The devils on the carriage were so sharp that they could only be shot by ghosts and gods.
Yue Feng looked at the Japanese military plane.
Liu Xiaomi was very smart and said immediately: "I'll go and see if it's broken."
Everyone stepped forward together.
Liu Xiaomi, supported by Lu Tiandong, carefully inspected the military vehicle.
Qin Ye and Lei Tianren went to pick up the Japs' 38 caps and examined them.
They found that they were intact and were very happy.
Niu Xiaoxiao and Jinglong were in high spirits, quickly cleaning the battlefield, packing up the remaining 38 Gai, a light machine gun, a grenade, and sixty grenades, and prepared to take them back to the "Xiongqi Regiment".
At this time, Liu Xiaomi said: "Sir, the car is not broken, it just stalled."
Yue Feng nodded and gave the order decisively: "Bury the martyrs who died, mark them well, and bury them generously in the future.
Others, return to the regiment."
At this moment, the roar of military vehicles came from behind.
Everyone looked back and saw two Japanese military vehicles running quickly not far away.
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