After exchanging a few words, everyone at the dining table got up and went back to the bedroom, preparing to pack their luggage for living.

"Let's go~ Let's go to Brother Wang's place together to say goodbye or something~"

When Wang Dafa was the only one left in the restaurant, Han Feng walked out first with a smile.

The next morning...

Han Feng was standing downstairs carrying large bags and small items. Behind him were three Nightingale transport planes.

In order to reach Bo Lao faster, Han Feng didn't want to take the transport ship for a whole day... So last night, Han Feng decided to summon three Nightingales as vehicles.

Two carry people and one carries luggage. After all... each transport plane can only provide seats for five people. Even if you include the pilot, there are only six seats.

Looking back at the transport plane behind him, Han Feng asked Luna in his mind: "How long will it take us to fly on this thing?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, the maximum carrying speed of the Nightingale transport aircraft is about 250 kilometers per hour. It is expected to take about two hours to arrive in Zhongcheng."

"This thing is still fast..."

When Han Feng sighed, he remembered the first time he went to Zhongcheng, but it took a full day...

"Brother-in-law, it's so early~"

Suddenly, Wei Peng's voice beside him pulled Han Feng's eyes back.

"Put your luggage over there~"

Looking at Wei Peng, Han Feng raised his hand and pointed at a Nightingale transport aircraft.

"Okay~"

"Where's breakfast? We're leaving in such a hurry, do we still have breakfast?"

As soon as Wei Peng finished speaking, Lin Lan's questions immediately followed.

"Whoever is hungry will be given a nutritious ointment. Anyway, the journey is only two hours by transport plane~" Leaving the transport plane aside, Han Feng continued: "I want to save my stomach and eat tofu bread~ This kind of pure Chinese style

For breakfast, there are no options in the military rations~”

After saying that, Han Feng pretended to lick his lips...

"Haha...there's tofu puffs?! That's great! Have a bowl of hot, spicy and fragrant tofu puffs, paired with three fried dough sticks, it's amazing~"

Han Feng's joking voice was heard by Liu Rui, and he heard his words talking about food before seeing anyone else.

"Oh shit! Do you know how to eat it?! Salty tofu curd?! Let me tell you, sweet tofu curd is the most delicious in the world! Besides, three fried dough sticks? I'll kill you~!"

Carrying the oversized luggage, Liu Zhe teased Liu Rui while "forcibly squeezing" out of the unit door...

“Just leave your luggage over there and fly on the transport plane.”

Looking at the two bickering people, Han Feng pointed at the nightingale with a smile.

"You guys get busy first, I'll go get things for Huhu."

Lin Lan got off the transport plane, said something without looking back, then turned around and walked back to the colored steel room.

"Sweet tofu is the most disgusting. I had the chance to eat it once last time and almost vomited out my overnight meal!"

"Salty tofu is not serious! The weird taste ruins the whole bean flavor!"

"..."

Han Feng stood there blankly, watching Liu Rui, a northerner, and Liu Zhe, a southerner, arguing...

After more than ten minutes, everyone gathered.

With Master Zhi and Boss Wang, there are still one or two empty spots on the two transport planes.

Among them, the transport plane that carries people is piloted by two heroic soldiers, Tanya and Natasha. The other transport plane that stores luggage is piloted by a Navy SEAL.

"Da da da da da..."

Under the rapid rotation of the propellers, the three Nightingale transport planes slowly took off from the ground and flew towards the central city...

"Brother, if you say that again, I will get angry with you. Salty tofu puffs, delicious!"

"Eager? Letter

Don’t believe me, I’ll roast you?! Sweet tofu curd is delicious!!!”

"..."

Listening to the two people still arguing, Han Feng pursed his lips helplessly... At the same time, he thought to himself that when he got to the place, he must order two bowls of tofu puffs.

One bowl of sweet, one bowl of salty... Try it for yourself, which one tastes better...

Two hours later...

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Han Feng and his party finally arrived in Zhongcheng.

Amid a puff of dust (dust produced when the helicopter drives airflow), Han Feng got off the plane, covering his mouth and nose.

"Boss, where is the breakfast shop? Let's have breakfast first and then talk!"

Because the propeller was still rotating and the noise was loud, Han Feng almost shouted these words.

"Okay! Follow me! It's over there!!!"

Pointing to the street in front, the boss responded.

"Tanya, Natasha, turn off the engine! It's so noisy..."

After talking to them, Han Feng calmly contacted the SEALs in his mind and continued: "After we finish carrying the luggage, you fly back alone. It's a hard trip to pick up the four Terminators."

come over."

"Okay Team Korea, I understand."

Listening to the response in his mind, Han Feng opened the "luggage compartment" and took down luggage of different sizes.

"Luna, summon five...no, ten mobilization soldiers, confirm."

Looking at the large and small bags of luggage on the floor, Han Feng frowned... Looking back, he saw that the price of mobilizing soldiers was not expensive...

"Okay, Korean team, ten mobilization troops are being summoned, please wait..."

"Da da da da da..."

After Luna finished speaking, the empty transport plane slowly took off. After turning 180 degrees in mid-air, it flew towards the direction of the zinc mine.

"Let's go? Aren't you hungry? Why are you still standing still?"

Boss Wang looked back at the transport plane and asked Han Feng.

"Wait a minute~ There are so many luggages, I'll find someone to help me carry them."

After Han Feng explained, the boss asked doubtfully: "Then you are calling someone? Standing here stupidly, how could you..."

Halfway through his words, Boss Wang stopped talking... because in his sight, a "group" of heavily armed men suddenly appeared...

"Report to the Korean team! Move..."

"Shhhhhhh... help me with my luggage~ Thanks~"

Facing the mobilization soldiers who were saluting and preparing to report, Han Feng made a silent gesture.

"Yes! Team Korea!"

After receiving the order, the ten mobilization soldiers bent down and picked up their luggage one by one.

"Let's go and eat~"

"..."

After walking for three to five minutes, Han Feng arrived at a breakfast shop across the street. As for the two transport planes parked on the street, Han Feng was not worried about "losing" them at all, because no one dared to steal them. Moreover, the vehicles summoned by the red alert were on the radar.

All are marked.

Since it is now past ten in the morning, there is no one else eating in the restaurant.

"Boss, here are two bowls of tofu puffs, one sweet and one salty. And one fried dough stick, thank you~"

As soon as Han Feng entered the door, he announced the meal he wanted to order.

After ordering, Han Feng turned around and said to the people behind him: "You order your own, just don't waste it~"

"Okay." Standing behind Han Feng, Lin Lan took a step forward and said, "Two meat buns and a bowl of wontons."

After saying that, Lin Lan lowered his head and asked Xiang Huhu: "What do you want to eat?"

…

Halfway through the "breakfast", a group of "uninvited guests" suddenly came to the restaurant...

"Hey? Captain? Hello, hello~"

Looking at the "old acquaintance" guard captain who rushed in with people, Han Feng smiled and exchanged greetings. But he did not stop eating because of this.

"Haha, it's you?~" Seeing Han Feng, the guard captain was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I just received a report from someone saying that a large number of armed personnel appeared. I was wondering who it was~"

"Yeah, it's me, it's okay." After swallowing the food in his mouth, Han Feng looked up at the guard captain and asked, "Aren't you a guard from Dongcheng? Why are you here in Central City? Where is Xu Long?

?”
To be continued...