The aimlessly flying shells exploded around Sheng Shicai's chariot. Sheng Shicai, who was sitting in the light armored chariot, was a little surprised. He had never seen a person like this in the army for so many years. Ma Bufang opposite him was like an irritable child. Although he was holding sharp weapons in his hand, he seemed to have no idea of ​​the effect of these sharp weapons. Not only could it be feared, but it made people feel funny. A war was beaten into a farce by him.

Even Sheng Shicai couldn't help feeling sorry for such an exquisite weapon falling into Ma Bufang's hands.

The opponent's firepower suppression had no effect, but the close-range attack really made Sheng Shicai feel worried about him. No matter the intensity of the firepower or the strength of the chariot, his strength was far inferior to the opponent. Amid the sound of artillery fire, Sheng Shicai's anger had gradually subsided, and replaced by the rationality that gradually surfaced. Sheng Shicai secretly pinched his fists, and the war had become stalemate and was of no benefit to him.

Thinking of this, Sheng Shicai immediately commanded his subordinates to start strong fire suppression, and at the same time ordered the rear to prepare for retreat. After five minutes of fire suppression, Sheng Shicai's light armored combat vehicle turned around and began a rapid and orderly retreat.

The other party fled in defeat, but Ma Bufang refused to let go. Thinking of the humiliation he suffered in the brothel, Ma Bufang shouted loudly, clamoring and cursing in ambiguous manner. The noisy sound made the chariot leader feel headache. Bloody Mountains and Rivers 326

Sheng Shicai led the chariot to flee. In this case, the three heavy armored chariots could choose to pursue the victory, but what Ma Bufang did not expect was that the commander of the chariot actually began to command the retreat at this time. Before Ma Bufang could come back from his excitement, the three heavy armored chariots had returned to the base.

Ma Bufang shouted and scolded: "Bastard! How did you Commander Yang educate you? Didn't you see Sheng Shicai was beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of peeing!"

The commander who had jumped off the heavy armored chariot looked at Ma Bufang calmly and said calmly: "Team Commander Ma, Commander Yang ordered us to come and escort Commander Ma to transport oil samples to protect Commander Ma's safety along the way, but the mission does not include being responsible for seeking flowers, asking about the willows and causing trouble. We are not orderly soldiers and have not wiped people's butts."

The majestic 'color' on the captain's face made Ma Bufang stunned for a moment, and then he was so angry that he took out his gun. Seeing this scene, Zhang Haiming, who was too lazy to talk, had to lean forward helplessly, drag Ma Bufang aside, and advised him bitterly: "Secretary Ma, since he has not suffered any loss, he will not give up. You are a soldier, so you naturally know that love fighting is a taboo in military strategists, not to mention that the other party is not easy to mess with. I heard from the brothel that the brothel said that it is the living king of hell in Xinjiang. If he annoyed him, our business in Xinjiang might have lost the beauty of the end of the world. Which one is important, face or gold?"

"Fart!" Ma Bufang glared, cursed without thinking, frowned and said with a ferocious look: "I don't even want to live!"

Zhang Haiming knew Ma Bufang's strong character very well, and he smiled and advised: "Master Ma calmed down and kept the green mountains and was not afraid of burning firewood. What's more, today's battle was a complete victory. Isn't the face already back? Why bother with him? "

Ma Bufang was breathing heavily, still with dissatisfaction on his face, but after thinking about it carefully, Zhang Haiming's words were indeed a person who covered the sky with his hands in Xinjiang. Today's battle is a narrow road. If Sheng Shicai is ready, he may not be able to win. Thinking that he will still be active in Xinjiang in the future. When we meet again, he may not have such good luck. At that time, it will not be just a matter of face and gold, but a question of whether his life can be saved.

Seeing that Ma Bufang's expression was shaken, Zhang Haiming continued: "There are many opportunities to meet in the future in this world. Giving a way for the other party is also a way for himself. Why not do it?"

After hearing that Zhang Haiming had laid the steps for himself step by step, Ma Bufang gave up and shook his head and said, "Hmph, let him go."

Ma Bufang thought he had earned enough face, but in fact it was not. Although Zhang Haiming's reason was correct, it would not work for Sheng Shicai at all. For a person like Sheng Shicai, if he could not kill him, as long as he had the opportunity to turn over, he would definitely jump up and take the opportunity to counterattack. What's more, Ma Bufang did not give any face. The future matchup with Sheng Shicai was already something that could be expected in his imagination.

Sheng Shicai is a difficult opponent. It can be said that if the person here was Yang Wei at this time, there would be only two decisions, or try to avoid disputes with him, or force him to fight when he has no way to escape, he must be put to death, and there is no third possibility.

Ma Bufang didn't understand the truth. While being proud, Zhang Haiming advised: "Shi Cai, Sheng Shicai is a domineering person. He was taught by Commander Ma to be so dirty. He may be waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. It is better to hurry up and go to Urumqi and fight quickly."

When Zhang Haiming was talking like this, the moon in the sky was already hanging west, and the sun slowly spread its head among the continuous mountains. Looking at the light in the distance, Ma Bufang yawned, and his body was already exhausted, but when he heard Zhang Haiming's words, Ma Bufang couldn't help but worry.

In the night battle, due to Ma Bufang's impulse, the shells were exhausted. If Shengshicai sent someone to kill him again, he might not be able to fight with his current firepower. With Ma Bufang's reckless character, this situation of exhausting artillery fire made him feel worried. Continuing to fight in love is indeed not the best choice.

At the same time, the road to Urumqi also seemed very dangerous because of this battle. Maybe he would meet Sheng Shicai again on the road, and a battle would inevitably be inevitable.

Thinking of this, Ma Bufang was very obedient at first sight, so he agreed to Zhang Haiming's request and led his troops to set off day and night. Moreover, in order to avoid the encounter with Sheng Shicai on the road, Ma Bufang led his troops to a relatively closed and remote road and headed for Urumqi in a long distance.

Just when Urumqi was hundreds of miles away, Ma Bufang and Zhang Haiming brought several personal guards and rode to Urumqi in a very low-key manner.

It is inevitable that the road will be bumpy, which is nothing for Ma Bufang and the guards who have long been accustomed to riding. However, Zhang Haiming, who has never ridden a horse, cannot withstand the hard work on the road, vomiting and diarrhea and complaining. When he arrived in Urumqi, he seemed to have only half his life left.
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