Wealth to wealth.

Han Feng remembered that he had promised Commander Zhao to reunite with the Anti-United Nations, but all the way to the present, he didn't even see half of the shadow of the Anti-United Nations, but he saw the fake Anti-United Nations, and almost fell into the trap of the enemy.

Some headaches.

When Han Feng was discussing with Xu Zilin and them, he even thought about whether to let the Far East Regiment raise the slogan of the old headquarters of the First Army to attract these comrades who might still exist in the Anti-Japanese Federation.

But in the end, this plan was rejected, and the comrades of the Don't Anti-Japanese Federation did not attract them, but attracted the devils.

For the time being, there is no clue, and the soldiers of the Far Eastern Regiment are indeed a little exhausted from the battle.

After insisting on arriving near Tonghua, Han Feng led the team into the deep mountains and old forests on the border of Tonghua again, under the cover of snow, with sufficient rations, enough clothing and reasonable means to protect against the cold.

In this inaccessible deep mountain and old forest, the Far Eastern Group will not have any crisis in a short period of time.

This is also something that Han Feng has long considered, this time the rest is expected to last for a while, firstly, to eliminate the fatigue of the soldiers running all the way to the battle, and secondly, to temporarily disappear the Far Eastern Regiment from the enemy's field of vision, so as to get rid of the pursuers.

It is to make the enemy unpredictable, and it will never be clear where the Far Eastern regiment will appear next.

The devil is probably still dreaming, and Saburo Yamamoto roughly speculated that after Han Feng would lead the Far Eastern Army to operate in the area around Andong Mukden and even the border of Jilin, the sky over this area has always been non-stop in the past few days.

But the result was just as Yamamoto expected, and it still brought him disappointment.

Although he once speculated that the Far Eastern Army should have a large number of troops, perhaps not tens of thousands, but several thousand, since such a force could be silently hidden in the snowfield, ten planes hovered over the snowfield for more than half an hour without detecting any footprints.

So at this moment, when such a team stepped into the deep mountains and old forests, how could it be easily detected by the plane he sent?

After the team was stationed, political commissar Xu Zilin paid great attention to the concealment of the entire Far East Regiment, and all the garrisons were covered with snow, and they were reconnoitred by aircraft from above, and the snow-capped mountains and soil bags around them were integrated.

On weekdays, the soldiers basically rest in the wooden hut covered with snow on the top, study cultural and political classes, and do not go out at all.

Plus the shelter of some cedars that are evergreen all year round in this generation.

Not to mention the scouts on the plane, even if the devil personally led the team into the mountains to search, don't think about easily detecting the traces of the Far Eastern Regiment.

Han Feng was temporarily relieved because of this.

On this morning, Han Feng originally just wanted to take Duan Peng out for a stroll, but who knew that the monk found out, and if he wanted to be together, the three of them walked together and went out of the mountain together.

The three of them had very fast foot strength, and by noon they had already walked dozens of miles, approaching a county seat.

The three of them are all extraordinary, they are all rare masters, and the guns are not only easy to expose when placed on the body, but also may not play such a big role.

Before entering the county seat, Han Feng said to the monk and Duan Peng: "I saw that the cedar tree not far away, it was too easy for us to enter the city with weapons, so we hid all the equipment in the cedar there, monk, you get a cloth bag and tie all the guns of the three of us inside, hang them in the hidden pine branches, and we will take them when we go out of the city." ”

"Hey, third brother, that's a good idea." The monk answered and went to get things done.

Then it is to enter the city, this county is not small, there are usually people in and out, three people went in batches, but did not encounter many doubts, just searched the body, found that there was nothing suspicious, and asked casually, and let go.

Not long after entering the county seat, there were some local snack stalls, Han Feng finally got generous, spent a few dollars, and invited the monk and Duan Peng to have a meal.

Speaking of which, I don't know if Han Feng and the three of them are unlucky.

The relative location of this county town is also extremely remote, and even the guards at the city gate are only a few Manchurian soldiers.

The monk and Duan Peng were holding a bowl of old vermicelli soup and drinking Zhengxiang, as if they were making a louder noise than anyone else, eating like pigs.

Outside the city gates, there was a sudden explosion of killing.

Han Feng and the three of them glanced at each other, their eyes were all surprised, and then they saw a scene that made them stammer:

Sixty or seventy ringing horses rode horses, some brandished ghost-headed broadswords, and some held two box guns and threw them into the sky, rushing towards the direction of the county gate.

Han Feng even rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had lived to the era of Shuibo Liangshan.

Aren't these the green forest heroes who rob the rich and help the poor?

As for the puppet soldiers guarding the city gate, they were already frightened, some of them didn't have time to run, and they were directly killed by the ringing horses who caught up with the fast horses, and some begged for mercy, but the result was still a cold light, these ringing horses seemed to be very hateful to these puppet troops, and there was no living mouth at hand.

The stalls around Han Feng and the three of them that were originally eating have long been in chaos.

The people scattered in all directions like birds and beasts, but these bearded horses were fast, and how could they outrun on two legs, and they were soon overtaken.

These bearded men did not kill innocents indiscriminately when they saw the people, and they were not as cruel as the puppet soldiers guarding the gate, perhaps because they knew that these people were unarmed!

As if for the sake of pure martial prowess, these bearded men drove the people to the middle with their horses like cattle and sheep.

One of them, the bearded man, said heroically: "Don't be afraid, Lao Tzu is a good man in this mountain and will not kill innocents indiscriminately, but if any of you dare to escape, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless." ”

He turned his head and said: "Second brother, the old rules, ask clearly, rob what should be robbed, kill what should be killed, this place is the first time we have come, we don't know the situation yet, finish it early and go back to the village to drink early." ”

"Big brother, the big boss is really clever, what he said is not bad, there are few soldiers in this county who have shrunk their heads, let's come this time, we really make a lot of money."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get done and leave."

"Yes."

The second child turned his head and smiled at a kind of people who thought he was kind, but because his whole face was too thin, he looked like a thin monkey, and he said loudly: "The next person gave the nickname Smiling Dragon, but he is a hero in the side of the mountain, doing the way for the sky, robbing the rich and helping the poor, the heroes of Liangshanbo have heard of it, right?" That's us.

So don't be afraid, we won't rob the poor.

You peasants and poor people here stand on the left side for me, yes, just say that you guys are dressed like rags, why don't you hurry up and let Lao Tzu go? ”

Han Feng and the three: "......"