Logan took his hand back, a little embarrassed, and felt more warmth in his heart.
Chen Yang was able to notice her smallest demands and fulfill them without hesitation.
This is her husband.
Tang Wan had an inexplicable emotion called pride, maybe it came to his heart.
After packing up, Chen Yang took Tang Wan out. They used the hot spring to boil some local eggs to make hot spring eggs. They tasted very good.
It's getting past noon.
Chen Yang still looked calm, and kept looking at the trees on the side.
There was a nest of eggs there that he had coveted for a long time.
"Shashasha~~"
The sound of heavy footsteps on the thick layer of fallen leaves came from far and near.
Chen Yang withdrew his gaze regretfully and shook his head slowly, knowing that he would not be able to eat the eggs in the nest.
"lets go!"
Chen Yang turned around, took Tang Wan's hand, and said with a smile.
Exit the forest, cross the mountain road, and turn onto the main road.
"Ah~"
After Tang Wan saw the formation in front of him for the first time, he finally understood what Gu Li and the Monkey King were busy with?
Why did it take so long?
On the road, there are dozens of jeeps either side by side or in front and behind. All the vehicles in the entire fleet are exactly the same without any difference.
Every jeep is painted in dark green, with a Gatling gun mounted on it. The model is somewhat old, but the blue color still oozes out.
On the left and right sides of the machine gun, there is a local man, shirtless, with a bullet chain and an AK47 on his shoulder. At the same time, there is a local Burmese knife hanging on his waist, and a tactical dagger inserted in his boot, which combines the professionalism of a regular army.
Integrated with the arrogance and tyranny of primitive indigenous people.
Tang Wan glanced at them for a few times and then didn't dare to look at them any more.
These young indigenous people, all with oil paint on their faces, look tough and strong, and at first glance they are veterans of jungle warfare.
As soon as Chen Yang and Tang Wan arrived, one person stood up on each of the two jeeps:
Guli!
Monkey King!
The two of them shook their arms together.
In an instant, all the indigenous young people raised their arms and shouted:
"call!"
"drink!"
"Hoot! Hoot!"
Chen Yang nodded, pulled Tang Wan, randomly selected a jeep and got on it.
He took Tang Wan over with one hand domineeringly and held her firmly in his arms.
Chen Yang's other hand patted the back of Tang Wan's hand rhythmically to show comfort.
"Set off!"
Chen Yang's face was as dark as water and he ordered softly.
"Go! Go! Go!"
Giving orders one after another is the most primitive, but also the most powerful.
The engines roared, the wheels turned, and the jeeps kept half spreading out and half gathering together. They would not be caught in one sweep, but they could still maintain their formation, suppress their speed, and move forward rapidly.
"Chen Yang, is this too exaggerated?"
Tang Wan was attracted by the momentum of the motorcade. It took him a long time before he asked.
A convoy of identical jeeps makes it difficult to tell which vehicle the important person is in;
The special formation ensures that they will not be wiped out by landmines or air strikes;
There were also armed personnel with live ammunition accompanying them.
Are you going on a trip or fighting?
Chen Yang held Tang Wan's hand, smiled and said one word:
"have!"
The next second, as if to testify for him, an exclamation came from the leading jeep.