How the Sixth Legion retreated does not require Yang Feng to care about. They are all old foxes who have been living on the battlefield for most of their lives. There is no need for others to teach this little thing. In fact, when Yang Feng set out to head south, they had already found the safest way.

Negotiation with the Japanese army.

Using Maoshu's corpse as exchange for the Japanese army not to interfere with the retreat of the Sixth Legion, poor Maoshu no longer has any other value to use. There are hundreds of photos of various postures, including single photos, two-person photos, and even big photos.

His beautiful general uniform had been stripped of clean, and now there was only a loincloth left but no one wanted it.

These days, it was thrown into a broken house with air leakage, and it was frozen like a mackerel just picked up from a cold storage. It was bitten by a mouse because of poor storage. It looked a bit like a Resident Evil. Fortunately, it was not disfigured yet, and I don’t know what the Japanese would feel after getting their general.

Yang Feng set out south with a look of sighing, and he was accompanied by Principal Wu and the children. The other three big men, as Yang Feng's employees, also took their family with them.

Yang Feng's plan was to go straight to Gubeikou from Chifeng, which was the closest way to Beiping. It took only one morning to run faster. Even if there were Japanese troops along the way, it was unnecessary to pay attention to this speed. Yang Feng refused Zhao Dengyu's protection because of this.

What a joke, the cavalry had to run for three days at the speed. When they arrived at Gubeikou, they were just catching up with the Japanese attack on the Great Wall. That was a big deal.

Zhao Dengyu disagreed. He came to escort Yang Feng. What's the matter if Yang Feng left by himself now? However, after seeing the 100-kilometer cross-country cargo, he had nothing to say.

In fact, the road Yang Feng went south was not dangerous, and the speed was too fast. He rushed around hundreds of kilometers per hour along the highway from Chifeng to Chengde. He almost followed the Japanese army's vanguard to attack Luanping, and rushed directly past Chengde, and then rushed to Gubeikou.

At this time, there were already many refugees on the road, and Yang Feng had to slow down. The components of these refugees were complex. Many of them were defeated by the Northeast Army, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and even robbed refugees and played with little girls.

"Ma, what's the matter!" Yang Feng was seeing two Northeastern troops dragging a little girl into the woods on the side of the road, and there was a couple behind him kneeling there begging.

"Old Lin, kill those two boys!" he said to the big man sitting in the passenger seat.

The big man agreed, took a spring field and fired two shots in a row. The two Northeast Army soldiers immediately fell on the side of the road like dead dogs.

Then he stabbed the hornet's nest. The Northeast Army defeated soldiers on the road all raised their guns and pointed them at the carriage. Yang Feng grabbed Thomson and rushed over to the sky.

"You guys, the little bitch, the pissless Erpanzi, and the piss-selling Rabbit, are now energetic and capable of going to Japan. Your mother is being fucked by Japan, your father is being a dog for the Japanese, your sister is being a military officer for Japan, you are running there, run, put your head in your crotch in the crotch from the northeast to the Rehe River, and then run from the Rehe River to the inner gate. Where are you going to run? Just wash your butts and wait for your Japanese grandpa to come!" Yang Feng shouted with a loudspeaker.

This is so vicious that most people cannot stand this stimulation, not to mention that the Northeast Army is now more sensitive. Two guys immediately howled and shot Yang Feng, and the bullets were banged out by the windshield.

Then the two were knocked down by the big man.

Yang Feng's car rolled over them without hesitation, and before leaving, he spitted out the window.

"Trump, shit!" Then he held the tweeter and turned around and cursed.

The remaining Northeast Army did not take action, and stood there with complicated expressions watching Yang Fengyang leave.

"Boss, you scolded me so hard!" The big man said with admiration on the side.

"You have to slap them hard. You have to stomp these cowards so hard that they don't dare to look up when they see them. Only then can they know what shame is! I'll prepare them some ruthlessness to see if they will run away as soon as they see the Japanese!" Yang Feng said viciously.

It was already noon when we arrived at Gubeikou. The 112th Division of the Northeast Army was responsible for the defense here. The division commander was Zhang Tingshu, the son of Zhang Zuoxiang. His division belonged to the famous young master's division in the Northeast Army. Most of the officers were second-generation soldiers with backstage. They were well-equipped and well-equipped. Generally, they were on the Northeast Army military parade. It can be said that it was a sign of the Northeast Army. As for combat effectiveness, I don't know. Anyway, no one was willing to let them go to the battlefield. They originally went north to give Zhang Zuo a good guard, but they lost it as soon as they arrived at Gubeikou Chengde.

Yang Feng was not interested in interacting with them, so he rushed over quickly. After arriving in Miyun, he found a restaurant to park for dinner. As soon as he entered, he saw a group of officers in yellow and green uniforms drinking.

Principal Wu, beside Yang Feng, was facing one of the majors, and then they were stunned at the same time. Then they saw the major pushing his companion away, stumbled over, and kneeling in front of Principal Wu.

"Unfilial self has met his father!" Yang Feng was startled.

"Get up! You are going to the front line!" Principal Wu said with a calm expression.

"Well, I have received the order and I am about to go to Gubeikou." The major stood up and stood beside him with his head down.

"Do it well, don't worry about your family. My children and I will wait for you to triumph in Peking." Principal Wu said after tidying up his clothes.

Yang Feng thought to himself that your wish seemed a bit difficult. The 25th Division was almost completely exhausted at Gubeikou. I guess your son is also very lingering.

"Sit down quickly. It's a happy event for father and son to meet. Don't be so reserved. Boss, I'll take care of you here today. Brothers, I'll consider me to invite you!" He shouted quickly.

After a group of people sat down, Yang Feng realized that Principal Wu’s two sons were both Huangpu students. This was the eldest son and the younger son was in Hu Zongnan’s First Division, and now it is far away in Gansu.

"Battleman Wu, don't worry, the old principal and the others will leave it to me!" Yang Feng said with his chest patted.

"Mr. Yang, thank you brother!"

"You are my own people, don't be polite. You might as well say what you lack. See what I can help. It's easy to get some clothes and medicines, but it seems that my brother is not wearing very thick clothes. Don't freeze on the Great Wall in this winter."

The 25th Division was transferred from the south and there was no winter clothing suitable for the northern weather. Fortunately, the people in Peking gathered some for them.

"Can Mr. Yang get winter clothes?" asked a lieutenant colonel.

"You have passed by Peiping?"

The Lieutenant Colonel nodded.

"Do you know Jinyuan Trading?"

"That luxury store that sells down jackets, thermal underwear, sulfonamides, domestic watches, and bicycles?"

"Brother is Jinyuan's boss." Yang Feng said lightly.

All the officers were stunned.
Chapter completed!