Before long, all 100 pistols had been distributed.

At Chen Yu's instruction, Lin Lele immediately transformed into an instructor and demonstrated the use of a pistol to everyone.

Although most of these people have never handled firearms in their lives, a handgun is something that anyone with decent hands can pull the trigger.

Chen Yu didn't expect them to be very accurate. He figured a scattershot would kill a master. Even if they were the worst, they could easily crush those thugs with iron bars and compound bows.

After distributing the pistols, everyone worked together to push the three large trucks and the XM-30 mechanized infantry fighting vehicle out of the snow pit and up the newly dug slope.

With Chen Yu's order, three trucks carrying 100 soldiers rumbled away from Qingshan Town, their destination: Baqing Automobile Industrial Park.

Chen Yu drove his infantry fighting vehicle, with Lin Lele and Qiao Meng following at a distance. After all, his vehicle was too conspicuous, and walking in front would easily arouse the enemy's suspicion.

As for the remaining "militiamen" who were not assigned guns, Chen Yu left them behind to guard the house.

The howling wind, mixed with sparse snowflakes, struck the special steel plate shell of the infantry fighting vehicle, making a crisp sound, but bringing a strange sense of security to Chen Yu and the other two inside the vehicle.

Feeling the bumps and the wobbly driving, Lin Lele complained, "Sir, do you even know how to drive? Your skills are terrible."

"If you're so good, then you do it," Chen Yu said irritably.

During the special training, he was already pressed for time, and he barely got to handle the mechanized infantry fighting vehicle twice. It was already quite an achievement that he was able to drive it away.

"I'll do it, you move aside." Lin Lele said, and tried to grab Chen Yu's steering wheel.

Seeing this, Chen Yu pushed him aside and said in a deep voice, "Don't be ridiculous."

No one knew Lin Lele's situation better than him. Although her talent for piloting fighter jets was undeniable, her skills with ground vehicles were terrible, let alone infantry combat, which she had only studied for a couple of days. She was a typical female driver. If he let her drive this infantry fighting vehicle, she would probably drive it into a ditch.

It's important to know that although this land is covered with snow more than ten meters thick, making it appear flat, this is only the surface. In reality, the terrain is complex and varied, with countless cliffs and precipices hidden on the snow surface. A slight misstep could lead to falling into a bottomless abyss.

"Mr. Chen Yu, you're amazing! You can even drive this kind of military armored vehicle." Qiao Meng didn't look down on Chen Yu's driving skills; instead, she said with admiration.

"Tch! What's so special about that? I can even fly a fighter jet." Lin Lele said with a disdainful and arrogant expression.

Qiao Meng completely ignored this. She didn't believe a word Lin Lele said. "You want to fly fighter jets? Why don't you fly an aircraft carrier?"

"Stop bragging and stay alert." Chen Yu interrupted Lin Lele's boasting, his gaze fixed ahead, his tone serious and unquestionable.

Upon hearing this, Lin Lele, though somewhat unwilling, did not dwell on the matter further. She quickly composed herself and became serious.

Through the radar display inside the tank, he carefully observed the surrounding environment, trying to detect any possible threats in the wind and snow.

After a tense journey, the outline of the automotive industrial park finally came into view for Chen Yu. Three trucks were already parked by the roadside, waiting for Chen Yu's further instructions.

Chen Yu found a secluded hillside and parked the infantry fighting vehicle.

He then pressed a button on the infantry fighting vehicle.

The steel plate on the roof at the rear of the tank slowly opened.

A drone lift platform slowly rose from inside the vehicle.

"Buzz buzz buzz~" With the sound of propellers, a drone carrying advanced reconnaissance payloads quickly took off.

Soon, the drone arrived silently a few hundred meters above the automotive industrial park.

The situation inside the industrial park is clearly visible through the images transmitted via the monitoring screen inside the vehicle.

Chen Yu immediately noticed the unusual situation below. He then zoomed in on a certain area and saw a large group of people digging in the snow with various tools.

1372. This is the number identified by the crowd recognition system. The group below has as many as 1372 people, which is quite large.

However, only about 200 people were armed with steel bars and machetes, and a small number of people with compound bows stood guard around the perimeter. The majority of the rest were digging in the snow.

On the surrounding open ground, there was a pile of people lying on the ground. The life recognition system on the drone showed that they had lost their vital signs.

Chen Yu took a deep breath and said to Qiao Meng, "Give me the data on our 'militia members'."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Meng nodded quickly, and then swiftly took out a USB drive from her pocket and handed it to Chen Yu.

This data was entered by her when registering the "militiamen." It includes not only the name and address of each "militiaman," but also their photos.

To make management easier, Chen Yu specifically asked her to copy it from a special computer stored in the RV.

This proved useful at that moment.

Chen Yu took the USB drive from Qiao Meng and inserted it into the system interface inside the infantry fighting vehicle.

As the "militia" information was entered, the facial recognition system quickly provided feedback, showing that a total of 173 people belonged to his "anti-cold disaster relief militia group".

Of course, since the reconnaissance aircraft takes pictures from above, the data may be slightly inaccurate. However, his system is currently the most advanced on Earth, so the recognition rate should be roughly the same.

Chen Yu's expression darkened at this.

According to Lao Liu and the other two, there were 215 "militiamen" captured besides the three of them, meaning that 42 of them had already died!

"Good, very good, you have already chosen your own path to death!" Chen Yu said coldly.

Then, he picked up the walkie-talkie and gave orders to the "militia" captains on the three trucks: "Attention, there are a total of 1,372 people in the industrial park. In addition to our 'militia' soldiers, there are about 1,000 snow-digging laborers and about 200 'joint defense team' bandits armed with knives. Soldiers, the time to set things right has come. Charge in, rescue our brothers, and kill all the bandits."

After speaking, Chen Yu sent a copy of the photos sent back by the drone to each vehicle.

Upon hearing Chen Yu's order, the three trucks started their engines, their roar echoing across the snow-covered plains, stirring up plumes of snow mist, like three giant beasts poised to pounce, heading straight for the entrance to the Baqing Automobile Industrial Park.

The militiamen on the vehicle gripped their pistols tightly, their eyes gleaming with determination and resolve. Their heartbeats resonated with the roar of the engine, weaving together the impending war for justice.