The sand motorcycles must be faster than horses. When they were two children, they finally saw a desolate Gobi Desert. A small ranch appeared on the east side of the Gobi Desert. There were several stone totems piled up next to the ranch. Professor Monalou said that there were people living here, and this totem symbolized the immortality of the world. The two hurriedly took their two children to the ranch. They wanted to ask local Mongolian villagers to find some medicine, or see if there were any cars to send them back to China.

The ranch is not big, only dozens of yurts. It seems that this small ranch has at most more than a hundred people.

The two drove the motorcycle into the ranch. The scene in the ranch seemed to have just experienced a catastrophe, and there was no one there. The felt cloth outside the yurt was covered with blood. The small ranch was massacred, and there was no living inside. Everyone, including the Uenqi a few days ago, was massacred by Sakazaki Liangda.

"Isn't this border ranch the territory of Mongolia? The little Japan is so bold! Alas!" Professor Bayala sighed.

"Shui...shui..." Wushuang opened his eyes in a daze, his lips were dry and squirmed.

"My ancestor! It's so good that you are blessed by Gong Yao. You have finally woken up." Professor Bayala helped Wushuang to sit up for his two salivas.

“Where is this?”

"We have returned to the Gobi Desert now. Have you ever been to this ranch?"

Wushuang said that I have lived in this ranch for a few days, and it seems that the entire ranch has been slaughtered by the Japanese. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Go east quickly and cannot go south.

"But the south is the fastest way back to Korqin. We have to go back to China as soon as possible to call for help?" The old man had not seen their current form well, and thought that if all the little Japanese devils died, they would be safe.

"If I were Battel, then we would never let us return to China alive! This is the junction of the two countries and has always been turbulent. His Dongmeng Horse Gang often moves nearby. If you believe me, go quickly! Even if we run to Ulaanbaatar, don't get close to Korchin."

"Does he dare? He is not afraid of death? If you kill you, Ma Fuxiang, won't you fight to his death?"

Wushuang said, "Old Master, you really don't understand the inside story." Everyone in the world thinks that Bater is loyal to me and will never betray the Dong family of the thief. Think about it, what will happen if we go back alive? Let's make the collusion between him and the Japanese public? Then it would be better to kill me in advance and blame the Japanese!

They quickly got on the motorcycle again, but there were already chaotic sounds of horse hooves in the south. Judging from the sound of horse hooves, the other party was a horse gang of at least fifty people.

"Is it my master ahead? Don't be afraid, Bartel is here!" Bartel was the first to rush to the front with his horse whip.

"Let's go!" Wushuang has always distrusts Batel because this person is not as generous and realistic as a Mongolian person. He is too cunning, has a strong mind, and is good at managing. Such people can often do things you dare not think about because of interests.

This sand motorcycle has been improved by the Japanese. There is a motorcycle on the left, and a single-wheeled cross-bucket is hung on the right side of the motorcycle. Three wheels run together, and the speed in the desert and grassland is faster than that of a horse.

They got on a motorcycle, and they didn't even dare to go back and quickly escaped the ranch on the Gobi Desert, and ran all the way east. But Wushuang knew that running like this was definitely not a solution. No matter how fast the motorcycle ran, it was still a diesel-burning. How big could the motorcycle's fuel tank be? Add a cross-buoy, which would cost even more fuel. It would probably not take long to be caught up by the horse gang. Mongolian horses have strong endurance, and as long as they are not completely thrown away, they can chase you for hundreds of miles without having to rest.

"Two professors, look at the oil meter."

"It's broken, only fifty kilometers long, what should I do?" asked Professor Monalou.

It just so happened that Wushuang's hiding tripodzi might have been sitting with a Japanese clerk before. There was a backpack inside, and there was a map of Mongolia in it. Wushuang opened the map and searched carefully. He wanted to find a Mongolian city closest to Korqin. After entering the city, would he dare to act rashly?

But the result is not optimistic. Within a radius of 200 miles, there are vast grasslands, and there is no city at all, even in villages and towns.

"Huh? Mount Tabukol?" Wushuang put the map in front of him again. Mount Tabukol is only twenty kilometers away. In fact, there are fewer mountains in Mongolia, and this mountain is one of the few. Of course, it also inherits the geographical characteristics of the Northeast Plain. The altitude of the mountain is not high. In the eyes of southerners, it can only be regarded as a mound, which is about one hundred meters high. However, there is only one entrance, and there are small hills on both sides.

And more importantly, this is the most time-saving road to the Hulunbuir Prairie in the East. If Yunqiang responds in time, then they must be following this road. They will definitely not go around in China.

However, after passing Mount Tabuco, it becomes a plain again. If there is no support before entering the plain, it will definitely be a bad situation.

"Do you two old men like gambling? How good are you when you play cards?" Wushuang asked.

"Do you guys have any idea?"

"We don't have an idea. We only have one chance, and this opportunity is not something we can grasp. It depends entirely on Yunqiang. If Yunqiang happened to come from outside Mount Tabucoll at this time, he should meet us at the entrance to the mountain. Do you dare to gamble?" All friends, as long as they follow Wushuang, there is no one who is not pulled to the gambling table by him, and the chips on the gambling table are their lives.

"Haha... we both have to live ten years less when you come out, but do you have any other choice? Let's go, just do what you say! Since you trust him, we trust him too!" Professor Bayala increased the accelerator.

Wushuang was also calculating the time in his heart. Yun Qiang must have returned from Miaojiang according to the days, but whether he can catch up with the rescue depends on the speed of Ye Shan and Toya's news. If they were delaying the time on the road... I don't know if they had seen Yun Qiang after almost one night last night.

He must believe that Ye Shan is smart and his boss. This girl can do business, let alone this time? They don’t need to go back to find Yun Qiang, they can have a phone call.

But the biggest problem is that Yun Qiang is willing to turn against him and Bartel, and Yun Qiang doesn’t have many brothers now. The brothers all bow their heads and look up. They sleep together all day long, will they help them?
Chapter completed!