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The next morning, the hunting team gathered in the gun shop.

I had already had enough guns yesterday, and my ears were still buzzing when I went to bed at night, so they agreed to changing my taste the next day. Hunting in Anfeng's private hunting grounds is very strange for men and women living in this big city, whether it is gun or hunting.

There is no such environment in China. Rich people with conditions are going to "diagonal" - North America and Africa. But in terms of the type of firearms and the comfort level, they are not as good as private hunting grounds. No one cares about it here. Even if there is no hunting license, who knows who killed it?

After they arrived, they first bought some equipment from the gun shop. It was definitely not convenient to run in the woods or grass. The gun shop also operates outdoor products, and everyone chose the best ones to change them. As a result, they saw that they were all made in China. They were so cool that they took photos.

An Feng said to Wang Le and his wife: "You are more experienced, so you are responsible for leading them to hunt on the ground. You must pay attention to safety, okay?"

"No problem." Wang Le nodded, "From me to see, these guys will not mess around."

Ye Ning was curious about An Feng’s whereabouts: “Then what are you doing?”

An Feng said: "The team lacks experience in hunting, and it is difficult to find prey on the plains. It is also exhausting to cross mountains and ridges. In order to have a good time, I will observe it in the air. When you drive out, I will follow you. Once you find prey, you will use radio to communicate with you."

Ye Ning said in confusion: "Are you going to fly a plane?"

"Of course, I have a license." An Feng said with a smile. "You can drive two military vehicles out, or choose your own."

"Military car!" Wang Le answered for them. "Or else they would lose their fun."

"Whatever." An Feng shrugged. This group of people went there for fun. If you were like An Feng's hunters, crossing mountains and squatting for a few hours to wait for a bear, I'm afraid they won't be able to play with it. Moreover, there are ladies in the team, but they don't have as much physical strength and endurance as men.

After the arrangement was completed, they drove out two HMMWVs, walked around the mountains and towards the wider plains outside.

After they left, An Feng took Joanna to find the plane.

A gray-black Bell 205 was waiting quietly, An Feng climbed into the driver's seat and his equipment was ready.

An Feng was familiar with the plane with the pilot in the morning, and the basic principles were the same. He put on his headphones and ignited the helicopter. The turboshaft engine worked and the rotor began to rotate. Joanna in the cabin put a seat belt on himself, and after checking it, he patted An Feng on the shoulder.

An Feng knew that this was a signal that he could take off, so he pulled up the total distance rod of the throttle, and the helicopter with a change in blade inclination took off. The Bell 205 has a 1400 horsepower engine, which is twice as big as the Bell 407 that he had driven before, so the pull-up speed was very fast. An Feng skillfully pushed the periodic distance rod (driving rod) forward, and his legs controlled the angle of the tail rotor. Maintain the balance of the fuselage and move forward quickly at a large inclination angle.

Joanna sat boldly by the hatch door. She stepped on the landing gear with her legs, held a telescope in her hand, and watched the team below, and contacted them in the channel: "I saw you! There was no creature to hunt, keep moving forward!"

"Received!" the ground answered seriously.

An Feng drove the plane forward and explored the way for them... It would be better if the hunting ground was huge, and the distance of more than 20 kilometers was enough for the plane to circle the field slowly for more than ten minutes.

"I've discovered it, at 11 o'clock!" Joanna said, and she picked up her telescope to observe, "It seemed like a group of coyotes ran up the mountain."

"Okay, I'll follow you." An Feng said.

I followed the coyotes in the air for a while until they disappeared into the forest and lost clues. Then I turned around and looked for today's prey. With the air advantage, I found several herds of deer, which were quite large. According to Joanna's observation, there were many of them with seven or eight split ones, which were worth a try.

"OK, let's turn around!" An Feng turned around and took some time to find the ground team, but the situation was a bit...

"Why are you falling down?" An Feng saw a military vehicle sinking into the soft mud washed out of the river on the river, unable to move next to the river.

Wang Le's voice came: "We didn't notice that the road by the river is unstable. The car in front is fine, but the one behind sank. Prepare to tow the truck!"

An Feng asked the plane to circle around, and one car fell into a trap. The person was fine. The other car prepared a tow rope and wanted to pull it out of the mud, but it needed to climb the hill. After trying it a few times, they tried the side, and the pull was pulled, but the soil on the other side was also very soft. The military vehicle roared a few times, and the tires on the other side also fell into a sink. Then the accelerator was digging the pit in place, and finally the chassis was pressed.

"Oh, it's over." Wang Le's voice came from the radio.

"Hahaha, you guys are sad!" An Feng smiled heartlessly.

Wang Le looked up at the plane above his head: "Don't gloat, think of a solution!"

An Feng lowered his height and observed it, saying with experience: "The terrain here is not conducive to the tow truck. I really can't figure out how you walked on this road. Even if you come to other cars, there is no way... Forget it, I'll do it. You guys are waiting here, I'll find tools to save you."

After saying that, An Feng turned around and left.

Looking at the plane that was far away above his head, everyone surrounded Wang Le with nothing to do, curious about what An Feng did, there were plenty of guns and military aircraft, and they were all wondering if this person was an arms dealer... Wang Le laughed and explained: "Don't think too much, my buddy is a successful investor, a rich man who is not short of money. He loves to play, and there are more you can't imagine."

Wang Le's words quickly confirmed that when mechanical movements came from afar, they looked up and their mouths opened unconsciously... A black and yellow tank was driving domineeringly. If Joanna hadn't sat on the turret, they wouldn't believe that the tool in An Feng's mouth was it.

Wang Le experienced it last time, but was surprised and said, "When will you drive a tank?"

An Feng, who had his head exposed, climbed out: "It's very simple, easier than a car, and it's similar to driving an excavator. It's just that it's not very comfortable to drive while lying down."

Due to the narrowness of the internal space of M1, An Feng was almost lying down and driving easily... Now he lifted the back of his chair and turned to sitting and opening, and his head was exposed, but he could observe the surrounding road environment more clearly.

"Awesome!" Everyone couldn't help but think that they could fly planes, tanks, guns and cannons, and a big blonde girl. They were simply the benchmark for a happy man.

An Feng jumped to the ground, helped Joanna and carried her down.

"I'll go and see." An Feng walked carefully to the collapsed river bank. The tires of the two military vehicles had already sunk. Looking ahead, the river water washed down and turned a corner here. The soil along the coast was naturally not stable enough. If the car weighing more than two tons was driven over, the probability of problems was high.

"Can you handle it?" Ye Ning asked when he saw him not talking.

An Feng nodded: "Of course it's okay. If this guy is not good enough, I can't think of anything else. Come on. The men will prepare the tow rope for me!"

An Feng taught everyone to remove the steel rope from the tank winch. It has a maximum length of 97 meters, a pulling force of 622 thousand N. It should be easy to deal with it with a 1,500 horsepower turbine... After they grabbed the steel rope to the tow hook behind the first military vehicle, An Feng climbed back to the driver's seat.

Modern tanks have abandoned the ancient ways of the two operating rods in the past, some use steering wheels, and some use T-bars. The driver of the M1 uses T-bars to control the tanks, and the rods are equipped with accelerator control devices, automatic transmission control devices and in-car calls.

It is quite simple to control the tank, similar to an excavator. Through the speed difference between the two tracks, the big guy was in the right direction and everyone was watching. Wang Le gestured and directed. An Feng asked the tank to slowly drive up the slope. This was the place where ordinary cars were stumped.

It is difficult to take care of both climbing a hill and dragging a car.

But the tank climbed up easily, and the process of giving the accelerator felt very smooth. It almost didn't take any effort to climb forward. The military vehicle trapped in the soil was dragged out bit by bit. Everyone applauded, and Wang Le gave him a stop gesture and ran to untie the tow rope.

They drove the military vehicle aside, An Feng retreated to the second vehicle, put on the tow rope, and let the tank exert force again, driving along the shore, but it may be that the roadside is not stable enough, or the tank with a fifty tons is too heavy, so it sinks while driving, and the tank has tilted.

"No! You will sink if you go down!" Wang Le on the slope reminded.

An Feng crawled out and saw that the track on the right had already stirred the soft soil into mud and water. If it went down, it would probably have to find a tank rescue vehicle.

He looked at the slope next to him and said, "There is a way."

When he crawled back to the driver's seat, he asked the left track to slow down, and the increase on the right would naturally turn left. This would aggravate the speed of the tank sinking, but it would allow the left track to climb to a stronger land, testing horsepower and luck. The gas turbine roared, the right track was already stirring up mud, and the left track successfully grabbed the ground, stopped turning the right track, and dragged its huge body to the shore with the force of the left track.

"It's done!" He gave Wang Le a thumbs up to the conductor, "Driving to me, be careful, it's okay!"

Finally, relying on his own great horsepower, he steadily pulled the HMMWV out of the quagmire.

Amid everyone's cheers, An Feng looked at the situation on the right side of the tank. His body, which had been cleaned up by Mike, became dirty again... I'm really sorry for him. He threw the tank there and ignored it. The old armored soldiers couldn't see it, so they helped him maintain it for free.

But soon, amid their calls for tanks to cross-country, An Feng forgot to feel guilty and showed off his skills very much.

Wang Le sat on the turret and said to him: "Run and take a look?"

An Feng said: "I'm afraid you can't stand it! He accelerated 100 kilometers torture you to death!"

"Just come and make me feel good!" Wang Le said.

As a result, An Feng was racing on the plain... No, he was racing the tanks!
Chapter completed!