164: Chapter 164 A Treasure! The Queen's Horsewhip

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully destroying the Yang Country 'Prairie Eye' supply station, severing the enemy's logistics artery. Mission accomplished!]

[Calculating mission rewards...]

[Received military merit +300 points! Fixed military merit +1000 points!]

[During the mission, 50 enemy soldiers were annihilated by the explosion, granting fixed military merit: 1200 points.]

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Rank: First-Class Sergeant (9450/10000)]

[military merit: 835 points]

It worked!

A surge of wild joy welled up in Qin Feng's heart.

So much military merit! This was definitely a huge fortune!

Almost there, almost there!

He was about to be promoted to a Second-Class Sergeant!

"Hey, Chef, what are you grinning like an idiot about again?"

Lanna looked up and happened to catch the uncontrollable smile at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

"Nothing, just thinking about something happy."

Qin Feng snapped back to reality and flicked the reins.

"Sit tight, the road back to the Dragon Country is still long."

"Giddy-up!"

He gave a light shout, and the Red Flame beneath him let out a neigh, its four hooves driving forward like a bolt of lightning as it galloped into the depths of the prairie.

The wind whistled past their ears.

Lanna leaned against Qin Feng's chest, feeling a bit intoxicated.

"Chef," she asked, as if possessed, "What... what did you actually do before?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Qin Feng replied casually, staring straight ahead. "New Oriental, Culinary Arts major, majoring in wok flipping, minoring in vegetable chopping."

"..."

Lanna rolled her eyes speechlessly.

This line again.

Could this bastard ever be serious for once?

However, she didn't press further.

The two rode wildly for the whole night until the horizon turned white, when they finally found a hidden valley to stop and rest for a while.

Qin Feng untied the "borrowed" dried meat and mare's milk wine from the saddle and handed them to Lanna.

"Eat something to replenish your strength."

Lanna took the dried meat and took a fierce bite, as if venting her anger, but her eyes never left Qin Feng.

Qin Feng felt a bit uncomfortable under her gaze and touched his face.

"Are there flowers on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm thinking," Lanna said with a serious tone, "Shouldn't your military medal have half of my credit?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Why?"

"Because..." Lanna lifted her chin, her emerald eyes flashing with a cunning light.

"If it weren't for setting off fireworks for me, would you have gone to bomb that supply station?"

"So, you have at least half the credit."

Qin Feng was so amused he laughed.

"Nonsense. You are my private property; remember your place."

"Bastard, scumbag, pervert!" Lanna bit into the dried meat angrily.

This man was not only impervious to reason but also completely unromantic.

After a short rest, Lanna's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

She leaned against a smooth rock, looking at the Chef who was checking his equipment, and couldn't help but be mesmerized.

If... if things could just go on like this, it wouldn't be bad.

This thought, like a seed, quietly sprouted in her heart.

Just then, Qin Feng's movements suddenly paused.

Danger Perception!

He looked up and listened intently, his sharp eyes instantly narrowing.

"What's wrong?"

Lanna noticed his abnormality, and the smile on her face faded.

"There's a sound."

Qin Feng stood up, walked to the edge of the valley, lay on a grassy slope, and looked toward the distance.

Lanna followed him, mimicking his posture, and looked out nervously.

At first, she heard nothing but the incessant wind on the prairie.

But soon, a faint yet highly penetrating "buzzing" sound reached her ears.

The sound came from afar, getting clearer and clearer.

"Is it... a plane?" Lanna asked uncertainly.

"Not a plane." Qin Feng's expression became unprecedentedly grave.

"It's an armed helicopter, and there's more than one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few sesame-sized black dots slowly appeared on the distant horizon.

The black dots rapidly enlarged, turning into several "Elk" armed helicopters painted with the Yang Country military insignia.

They were in a combat formation, arranged in a huge fan shape, like a flock of bloodthirsty vultures.

They were conducting a carpet search of the area where they were at an extremely fast speed.

"Run!"

Qin Feng made a prompt decision, grabbed Lanna, and ran back.

The two quickly packed their things, jumped on their horses, and without even having time to take another sip of water, they embarked on their escape journey again.

However, this time, they were facing hunters from the sky.

On the open prairie, horses were simply too conspicuous targets.

"They found us!"

Lanna looked back and saw that one of the helicopters had broken away from the formation and was diving straight toward them.

The doors on both sides of the cabin were already open, and the pitch-black machine gun barrels were flashing with a deadly cold light.

Damn it!

Qin Feng cursed inwardly. He hadn't expected the Yang Country military to be so crazed just to catch him.

Was it really necessary to send so many helicopters?

On the vast prairie, even an Akhal-Teke Horse couldn't outrun these guys.

The next second, he opened the system military merit store.

His gaze quickly locked onto the "Queens Whip".

50 military merit!

It could be said to be a bit luxurious.

Qin Feng didn't know what this whip actually did, but there must be a reason for it being expensive.

Without a second thought, he decisively bought it.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Queens Whip". Horse riding speed increased by 200%, stamina increased by 200%. With the whip in hand, there is a 30% chance to be immune to damage.]

Whoosh!

The whip in Qin Feng's hand changed, and the Queens Whip appeared.

"Hold on tight!"

Qin Feng roared, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and the Red Flame beneath him erupted with astonishing speed, leaving a red afterimage on the prairie.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat—!"

The next second, a violent tongue of fire descended from the sky.

Large-caliber machine gun bullets, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, plowed terrifying trenches behind them, with soil and grass debris flying everywhere.

A stray bullet grazed Lanna's ear, the force of the wind causing her to feel a sharp pain.

Fear gripped her heart once again.

"Chef! We can't escape!" Lanna's voice was filled with despair. "There's nowhere to hide on the prairie!"

"Shut up!" Qin Feng's voice was terrifyingly calm. "Trust me!"

While frantically urging the horse on, his brain worked at high speed, observing the surrounding terrain.

He had to find cover!

Even if it was just a dried-up riverbed or a patch of low hills, it would be enough to give them a moment of respite.

His gaze finally locked onto an abrupt rocky area not far ahead.

It was rugged with strange rocks and complex terrain—the only hope on this flat prairie.

"Go that way!" He shouted to Lanna, pointing in the direction.

However, the hunters in the sky clearly saw through his intention.

Another helicopter quickly circled to their front, forming a deadly pincer with the one behind, completely sealing off their route to the rocky area.

"Boom!"

A rocket, trailing a long tail of fire, whistled toward them.

It didn't aim directly at the two of them but landed dozens of meters in front of them.

The violent explosion kicked up a massive shockwave and debris, blasting a huge crater directly into the flat prairie.

The Red Flame was startled, let out a mournful neigh, and reared up, nearly throwing the two of them to the ground.

It's over.

A trace of despair flashed in Lanna's eyes.