The seven people below had no objections. Qiu Feng told everyone to take water and food, take a shortcut up the mountain, and head towards their destination under the scorching sun.
As they passed through the town, they observed it through their binoculars. Seeing that the town's guards had indeed changed, their hearts grew even heavier. The world was already in dire straits, and if they sought help from complete strangers at this time, they would be helpless if no one responded.
They found a cave to rest for a while, and then continued on their way. After bypassing the enemy's stronghold that was being built, it took them another half hour to get close to the restricted area warning sign.
After entering the restricted area, Qiu Feng fired a shot. It was the hottest time of day, and the eight of them were already hot and exhausted. They were scattered around the restricted area sign, each finding a position and continuing to keep watch with their own willpower.
Upon hearing the gunshot, Song Xian immediately grabbed his hunting rifle and ran out. Holding binoculars, he saw Qiu Feng, the gang leader, standing at the restricted area sign. He paused for a moment, then muttered, "They're not here to take me back, are they?"
Song Xian felt a little flustered, but remembering his duty, he stepped forward, walked to the dead end, and raised his voice to ask, "What do you want?"
Qiu Feng looked at the man opposite him and felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this man before. He took a step forward and shouted loudly, "Tell your boss here that we are here to ask for help. That shameless boss has already attacked us and will attack this place next. I would like to ask you to lend a helping hand."
Song Xian pointed his shotgun at them, feeling a slight sense of relief. As long as they weren't there to arrest him, that was good. He yelled at Qiu Feng and the others, "Back off! Don't step into the restricted area! I'll go back and report, and then I'll get back to you."
Qiu Feng listened to the other party's trembling and cracking voice as he shouted, wondering why they had arranged for such a greenhorn-like person to guard the area below. This was too arrogant.
He obediently took a few steps back: "Okay, please tell your brother that we have no ill intentions. If your boss is willing to help, we brothers will definitely repay you with our lives."
Song Xian nodded, then quickly ran back, started his motorcycle, and headed up the mountain. This was his first day at work and his first reporting assignment.
Qiu Feng's brother watched the motorcycle speed away and exclaimed, "That kid's motorcycle looks pretty good. People on this mountain seem to be quite wealthy."
Another person chimed in, "He's quite rich. I feel like I've seen that kid somewhere before, doesn't he?"
As soon as he spoke, four or five people echoed him, all saying that the young man looked familiar. One of them said directly, "This kid looks like someone from our town."
But they were still unsure. The other person's attire and appearance were much cleaner than those of the people in their town. If Dazhuang were here, he would definitely be able to recognize whether or not they were acquaintances.
Another person spoke up and asked, "Are we just going to wait here? Can't we move forward a bit? It's too hot here!"
Qiu Feng sat to the side and fanned himself, but the air he fanned was still hot. He put down the clothes he was holding and gave up. "Take a look at the cannon muzzle on the wall with your binoculars. If you think we can withstand that, then move forward."
Upon hearing this, everyone stopped and found shady spots to continue waiting.
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