130: Chapter 130 Another Mischief! A Big Surprise at the Lumberyard

Qin Feng did not look at her; he simply picked through the corpses and then tossed over a piece of clothing that seemed suitable.

"Put it on. We need to leave here quickly; they will discover this place soon."

Qin Feng's tone was flat.

Lanna took the clothes, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

She raised her head and looked at the man before her; her heart was already churning with turbulent waves!

The sense of humiliation remained, but the instinct for survival had already overwhelmed everything else.

Qin Feng, acting like an efficient battlefield cleaner, began to quickly scavenge for spoils.

Ammunition, grenades, military rations, canteens, first-aid kits... he did not let a single useful item go.

He siphoned the fuel from the two Humvees and concentrated it into one vehicle.

Then, he cleverly rigged a booby trap on the vehicle that was now out of fuel.

As long as anyone attempted to start that vehicle, it would trigger a grand fireworks show.

After finishing all this, the long-awaited system notification sound rang in his mind.

[Ding! Killed 10 "Red Scorpion" special operations members of Yang Country, host gains fixed military merit: 200 points.]

[Congratulations to the host for completing a textbook "lure ambush," demonstrating excellent tactical literacy and powerful personal ability. The system gives you a like! Additional reward: Yang Country Language Mastery.]

Just what I needed.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up; he understood the Yang Country language in a second.

However, this was a secret, and he still needed to be wary of Lanna.

He glanced at his military merit balance.

[Rank: First-Class Sergeant (335 / 10000)]

[military merit: 185 points]

This deal was a huge profit.

Qin Feng was in a great mood. Turning his head, he saw that Lanna had already changed into the male military uniform of Yang Country.

"Let's go, female captive."

Qin Feng started the Humvee and gestured with his chin at her, "Our ride has arrived."

Lanna silently climbed into the passenger seat and fastened her seatbelt, keeping a dark face and remaining silent the entire time.

While driving, Qin Feng analyzed the map in the red treasure book.

The mountain roads in Yang Country were rugged, and many areas had already turned into Gobi Desert, plus there were occasional sandstorms.

Even with a vehicle, it would take at least a week to return to Long Country.

Of course, this was still under ideal conditions.

If they encountered a few more ambushes along the way, plus other force majeure factors, heaven only knew when they would arrive.

Qin Feng still chose to drive west, as it was closest to the Long Country border.

"We... are going where?"

In the end, it was Lanna who first broke the silence.

"Find a safe place, get something to eat, and then figure out a way to get a map," Qin Feng replied without looking away.

"I... I know a place," Lanna hesitated before speaking.

"Keep going along this road, about thirty kilometers away, there is an abandoned lumber mill."

"It should have what we need, and... it's very safe."

Qin Feng glanced at her, feeling somewhat surprised.

"How do you know?"

"When I was at the base, I studied all the regional maps nearby, just in case."

Lanna said in a low voice, "That lumber mill was abandoned due to a mudslide; in official records, it no longer exists."

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up slightly.

"Very good." Qin Feng nodded, "Hold on tight, we are going to speed up."

The Humvee bumped along the uneven forest path like a rampaging steel beast.

The atmosphere inside the car was colder than a Siberian cold front.

Qin Feng gripped the steering wheel, appearing to focus on the road ahead, but his brain was running like a supercomputer, operating at a frantic pace.

Lanna, oh Lanna, you lied again! Naughty!

From the moment she suggested the "abandoned lumber mill" as a location, Qin Feng had smelled something unusual.

It was too specific, too certain, and also too... convenient.

It was just like a screenwriter stiffly arranging a scene for the protagonist to escape a desperate situation.

Unfortunately, he was not an actor; he was the director.

Lanna sat in the passenger seat, pretending to watch the tree shadows flashing by outside the window, thinking she was hiding it well.

But those occasionally flickering eyes and overly steady breathing were like telling Qin Feng: This is a trap.

"A lumber mill, are you sure it's safe?"

Qin Feng asked as if it were a casual question, breaking the silence.

"I am already your captive, is there any need for me to lie to you?"

Lanna's voice sounded calm, even carrying a hint of displeasure.

An hour later, the Humvee slowed down and turned onto a more concealed side road.

At the end of the road, the abandoned lumber mill arrived.

It was even more desolate than Qin Feng had imagined.

Rusted cutting machines lay in the weeds like the skeletons of ancient beasts.

Several wooden buildings stood crookedly, looking dilapidated from years of disrepair.

The air was filled with the mixed scent of rotting wood and damp soil, quiet enough to hear his own heartbeat.

"I'll go in and check; you go check the warehouse next door."

Qin Feng turned off the engine, pulled out the car keys, and pointed in two different directions.

He deliberately sent Lanna away, wanting to see her reaction.

Sure enough, Lanna immediately shook her head.

"No, the office is the biggest and has the most complete things; we should act together, it's safer that way."

Her reasoning was impeccable, but that eagerness to lead Qin Feng toward a specific target had already exposed her intentions.

"Fine, I'll listen to you; you're the local expert now."

Qin Feng shrugged and walked toward the largest two-story wooden building first.

The office was covered in a thick layer of dust, with files and blueprints scattered on the floor, eroded by time until they were yellow and brittle.

Qin Feng, like a true scavenger, rummaged through the pile of debris, appearing to search for the map very seriously.

Lanna followed behind him, her heart in her throat.

While pretending to help, she kept glancing out of the corner of her eye at an inconspicuous old iron cabinet in the corner.

The opportunity had arrived!

Qin Feng was facing away from her, bending down to pick up a roll of blueprints that had fallen to the floor.

Lanna seized the opportunity, "accidentally" tripping, and her body slammed into a tall file rack nearby.

"Clatter—"

The entire rack collapsed with a roar, countless files pouring down like an avalanche, instantly submerging Qin Feng's back.

"Careful!"

Lanna exclaimed, her face revealing just the right amount of panic.

In that very instant, she turned and lunged toward the iron cabinet at top speed.

Her hand reached, trembling, toward a hidden groove on the cabinet door.

There, a distress signal transmitter was hidden!

As soon as she pressed it, the secret contact point three kilometers away would receive her distress signal!

Her teammates would come to rescue her!

However, her fingertips had just touched the cold iron.

A lazy voice came from the "ruins" behind her, seemingly carrying a hint of a smile.

"Looking for this?"

Lanna froze, as if instantly frozen solid.

She turned her head mechanically, only to see the Chef tossing a button-sized battery in his hand.

That was the backup power for the transmitter!

How could he...

Lanna's mind went blank.

"Or are you looking for your three friends hiding in the basement?" Qin Feng's smile became playful.

The bionic spider had already been deployed by him to monitor the surroundings; at this moment, a complete 3D structural map of the building was clearly outlined on his retina.

In the basement of this abandoned building, within a clear red frame, there were three heat-emitting human silhouettes, motionless.

[Beep! Underground bunker detected, containing three armed personnel, heart rates stable, in standby status.]

[Beep! Concealed shortwave radio transmitter detected... Warning! Transmitter has been activated!]

It turned out that the moment she knocked over the bookshelf, she had already triggered a hidden pressure-sensing switch.

The last trace of color faded from Lanna's face; she collapsed onto the floor, her face ashen.

It's over.