131: Chapter 131 Speed ​​Up! Let's Go Meet Red Scorpion

Just then, a nondescript section of the floor in the center of the office suddenly clicked open, revealing a pitch-black entrance.

Three fully armed men wearing Bear Country special operations uniforms charged up from below in a combat formation!

They clearly realized that they had been exposed!

"Move!" the man in the lead roared in the Bear Country language and opened fire immediately.

But Qin Feng's movements were faster than theirs!

The moment they charged up, Qin Feng kicked the solid wood desk beside him!

"Boom!" The hundred-pound desk was sent flying as if launched from a catapult, slamming violently toward the tunnel entrance!

"Bang!" The first agent to charge up didn't even have a chance to react; he was knocked backward by the desk, the sound of his ribs shattering clearly audible.

The other two were caught off guard by this sudden attack and hurriedly rolled to the sides to take cover.

Qin Feng grabbed Lanna by the collar and dragged her behind a load-bearing pillar.

The next second, bullets rained down like a storm, instantly turning the spot where they had just been standing into a sieve.

"What are you spacing out for? If you want to die, go die somewhere else," Qin Feng cursed in a low voice and drew his pistol from his waist.

He didn't rush to return fire but instead listened intently to the movements outside.

Footsteps—one on the left, one on the right—were closing in from a fan-shaped formation.

Very professional.

Unfortunately, they were up against the Grandmaster.

Qin Feng grabbed a wooden board from the floor and threw it violently toward the dark corner on the left.

"Clap!" The agent on the left instinctively pulled the trigger toward the source of the sound.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The muzzle flash exposed his position in the darkness.

Now!

Qin Feng darted out from behind the pillar like a leopard, and his gun rang out.

"Puff!" With a dull, soft sound, a blood hole appeared in the agent's forehead. His body swayed for a moment before falling straight to the ground.

The agent on the right was shocked and immediately retreated into cover, not daring to show his head again.

Qin Feng's lips curled into a cold smirk. He flicked his hand, and the bionic spider left his grasp, vanishing into the darkness without a trace.

The next second, the remaining agent felt an itch on his thigh and couldn't help but pause.

In that one second of hesitation, one of the spider's appendages pierced directly into the agent's neck.

"Urgh…" The agent's body suddenly stiffened, the expression on his face froze, and he collapsed to the ground without even a groan.

The battle was over.

The entire process took less than thirty seconds.

Qin Feng blew the smoke from the muzzle of his gun as if he had just done something trivial.

He walked to the tunnel entrance, looked at the agent below who had been half-killed by the desk, and finished him off with a shot.

[ Ding! Killed 3 Bear Country lurking agents. Host gains fixed military merit: 90 points. ]

[ Rank: First-Class Sergeant (340 / 10000) ]

[ military merit: 185 points ]

Qin Feng's mood instantly brightened.

Looking at Lanna, who was slumped on the floor, he couldn't be happier.

"I have to thank you, Lanna. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have found such a great place."

He bent down, grabbed Lanna's chin, and forced her to look up.

"Now, tell me, how many more 'friends' like this do you have?"

Lanna looked into his bottomless eyes, and her will completely shattered.

"N-n-no more! I swear."

Even if she had any, she wouldn't dare say so.

This Dragon Country Chef was too powerful; she even began to understand why this man was called "Chef."

Fighting was just like cooking to him, and his individual combat capability was terrifyingly strong.

Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction and let go.

However, he didn't believe a single punctuation mark of what Lanna said.

On the contrary, he was eager to see her cause more trouble, as it would make it easier for him to earn more military merit.

"Next time you want to play tricks, remember to find stronger help. These few weren't even enough for a warm-up."

After the two ate some compressed biscuits, Qin Feng escorted Lanna into the basement.

The basement wasn't large, but it was fully equipped.

It was less of a secret contact point and more of a well-facilitated long-term safe house.

A few military supply crates leaned against the wall, filled with brand-new weapons, ammunition, Bear-style individual rations, medicine, and even a few crates of vodka.

At the other end of the basement, hidden under a large tarp, was a semi-old blue pickup truck.

The body was covered in mud splatters and scratches, with local Yang Country license plates. If left on the street, no one would give it a second glance. A perfect disguise.

Qin Feng whistled, feeling great.

This deal was a massive profit!

He unceremoniously loaded all the useful supplies onto the pickup truck.

In particular, the high-calorie Russian-style canned beef made his eyes light up.

This was much better than gnawing on compressed biscuits.

Lanna, like a marionette, silently helped him move things.

The only thing she could do now was obey.

"The Humvee is too conspicuous; it has to be dealt with," Qin Feng muttered to himself as he threw the last crate of ammunition onto the truck.

He returned to the office and dragged all three agents' bodies into the Humvee.

Then, he grabbed some C4 explosives from the supply crates and skillfully rigged a linked booby trap on the undercarriage and the fuel tank.

Finally, he placed the steering wheel in one of the agents' hands, posing him as if he were driving.

This way, even if Yang Country's investigation team arrived, they would only think the incident with the Red Scorpion patrol in the forest was the work of the Bear Country people.

At least for a short time, it wouldn't be easy to figure out.

A perfect frame-up.

After finishing all this, Qin Feng dusted off his hands and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

He returned to the basement and tossed the keys to the blue pickup to Lanna.

"You drive."

Lanna was stunned.

"Why me?"

"Because from now on, we are smugglers in the Yang Country."

"I am the boss, and you are the lackey in charge of driving."

Qin Feng grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"A beautiful woman driving is less likely to arouse suspicion."

"Especially a beautiful woman who can drive a 'blue-flame-spitting' pickup."

"…" Lanna really wanted to ask him what "blue-flame-spitting" meant, but she wisely swallowed the words.

She silently climbed into the driver's seat and gripped the steering wheel.

Ignition, start! The pickup hit the road!

Qin Feng sat in the passenger seat, leisurely opened a can of beef, speared a large chunk with his dagger, and shoved it into his mouth.

The rich aroma of meat instantly filled the cramped cabin.

"Hmm, tastes pretty good," he said indistinctly. "Want to try some?"

Lanna's eyelid twitched, and her grip on the steering wheel tightened.

This bastard! Devil!

Eating her countrymen's rations, driving her countrymen's car, and still mocking her!

If looks could kill, Qin Feng would have been torn to pieces by her already.

"Don't look at me like that," Qin Feng kindly reminded her while enjoying his food.

"You should thank me; at least I'm letting you live."

Lanna shuddered.

"What do you mean?"

"It means your teammates never intended to save you," Qin Feng said, picking up another piece of beef and chewing slowly.

"Their mission wasn't to save you. Otherwise, why would they have opened fire on you?"

"To tell you the truth, I just saved you again."

Qin Feng's words hit Lanna's heart like a heavy hammer.

She wasn't stupid; she just didn't want to believe the worst-case scenario.

Being abandoned by her own country and her own people was a feeling worse than death.

At this moment, Lanna's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

She was no longer the proud Bear Country Second Lieutenant, no longer the genius designer of the "Honeycomb" system.

She was just a female prisoner of war, abandoned by her motherland and struggling to survive in a foreign land.

And her only reliance was the cold-blooded, murderous Dragon Country Chef beside her.

How ironic.

"Where… are we going?" Her voice carried a hint of confusion.

"To a place where we can survive," Qin Feng said, looking out the window with deep eyes.

He had found a more detailed military map among the agents' belongings.

On the map, the troop deployments of the Yang Country's Southern Theater were clearly marked in red.

And their current position was right in the center of a huge encirclement.

Although he had faked the gunfire and explosions at the logging camp as an accident, such a large disturbance could not fail to alert the Yang Country side.

After dawn, it probably wouldn't be so peaceful.

"Head west," Qin Feng said, pointing to a direction on the map.

"West?" Lanna was stunned.

"To the west is the 'Red Rock Canyon,' which is a Gobi Desert no-man's-land, and… it's the training ground for the Yang Country's Red Scorpion Special Forces! Aren't we just walking into a trap if we go there?"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place," Qin Feng said, a crazy arc curling on his lips.

"Everyone thinks we will go north and escape to the border. But I prefer to do the opposite."

"Besides, didn't you say the Red Scorpion Special Forces are the elite of the entire Yang Country?"

"I'm here to fight the elite."

Lanna's heart skipped a beat.

A terrifying thought surged into her mind.

This madman… could he be thinking of… wiping out the entire Red Scorpion by himself!

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

"Speed up!" Qin Feng patted her shoulder. "Let's go meet the Red Scorpion."