The rain stopped, finally stopped, just one day before Master Bao received the news of the sudden collapse.
The dark clouds also dispersed. When the sun exerted its maximum heat energy at noon, all the rain accumulated in the past few days turned into white mist all over the mountains and plains.
"Set off!"
In the Mengmao Mountain Area, a man in military uniform waved his hand, and countless green-skinned soldiers hidden in the mountains stood out from the tropical rain forest in the mist.
This group of people all traveled lightly. They did not ride in cars or carry guns. The most powerful firepower was only the QLT89 grenade and 50mm gun that people could take away.
These things are basically unwanted things, but in Southeast Asia, they are all treasures.
"dad!"
"dad!"
"Think again, just in case..."
A man next to Bao Youliang said this.
That was his son. If it had been anyone else, Bao Youliang would have collapsed by now. Wouldn't this mess with his military morale?
The corners of Bao Youliang's mouth curved down and he said fiercely: "Boy, the Wa State is finished now. The location where we are suddenly at is the intersection of the five armies. Anyone who moves the nest even slightly will kill us." , can’t you see this?”
"Isn't Bangkang not defeated yet?"
"Wait until he is defeated? When he is really defeated, the gun will be put to our man's head."
Bao Youliang looked fiercely at Meng Neng, who was only one step away in front of him: "If we don't make plans in advance, what if Meng Neng can't hold on? Where can we retreat? We can't really find a tree with a crooked neck and hang ourselves there, right? ? That’s the emperor’s job, it’s not our turn.”
"But Xu Ruifeng is not easy to deal with, even Lao Qiao..."
"I know."
Bao Youliang stood in the fog, with a faint mist drifting under his dark face: "But I don't believe that Xu Ruifeng can understand the weather in northern Myanmar!"
"There will always be continuous rain in late autumn in northern Myanmar. After the rain, the sun will shine and fog will form. It took us many years of experience to understand this. Even if Xu Ruifeng can control the hearts of all Mengneng, he can still understand this so quickly. On this piece of land, what is the temper of the land lord?"
The eldest son Bao Youliang couldn't resist his father, so he stretched out his hand and said coquettishly: "Dad, I'm worried about you..."
"Silly boy!" Bao Youliang swayed his fat body and hit his son on the shoulder: "As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate, success or failure depends on heaven, and wealth can be found in danger!"
"Go back and guard Mengmao."
Bao Youliang's eldest son held his father's arm without moving his hand and muttered: "My mother..."
"Her fate is bad."
Bangkang came to ask for help, and the words he spoke on the phone were so sincere that even Bao Youliang heard the sound of crying.
But he still hung up the phone without even stumbling.
At that time, Dabao always wanted Bao Youliang to guard Mengfu, but he was also afraid that his brother would be used to being a local emperor and would not be easy to handle, so he simply did not let him bring his family. Even his wife and young son stayed in Bangkang. Everyone understands the meaning of this, and it is the same as in ancient times. The family of a general guarding the border must be in the capital. This was also the reason why Dabao always fell, and why Bao Youliang couldn't even save him even when he was so close. He felt angry.
Fortunately, Bao Youliang did not sit on the throne and did not experience much intrigue between life and death. Instead, he experienced the tenderness between father and son that was extremely rare in northern Myanmar... At least the eldest son was still with him.
He patted his son's arm with his hand, leaving a bright smile on his face, then turned around resolutely and shouted loudly: "The whole army goes out!"
In the thick fog, Bao Youliang crossed the border line in one step and ran down the mountain with long strides.
The degree of danger of this trip cannot be estimated. If God gives him face, then we should be able to celebrate before dawn, otherwise...
Once you go and never come back, you will never come back!
…
In the thick fog, a regiment of green-skin soldiers used the fog to cover their way up the mountains. During this period, Bao Youliang had scolded his nephew countless times in his heart!
You said you had nothing to do to make a 'drill' announcement?
Did you think you were playing backgammon? Where should I place my three-slant and four-six happy gestures? Should I block them? If I block them, that's it.
What do you think of Lin Minxian?
You're a wizened old man who doesn't even dare to fart even after being beaten and kicked three times?
It’s fun this time!
You have the nerve to ask me to support you, you think so!
"Sir!"
When Bao Youliang led an entire regiment to appear in Menneng territory, the young regiment commander behind him quickly chased after him.
"Not quite right!"
Bao Youliang raised his hand, and the troops stopped advancing on the top of the mountain. There was no clue at all in the fog that covered the mountains and plains in front of them: "What's wrong?"
The group leader said: "We entered Meng Neng very smoothly. When we reached the border line of Meng Neng, there was no one guarding it at all."
Fat Bao Youliang gasped and responded: "Really?"
He calculated: "Our master's bad move mobilized all the smart people to plan Bang Kang and Meng Bo. Will Meng Neng put all his thoughts on... Nan... side……"
Bao Youliang also noticed something was wrong.
You can't have three battalions in total. What kind of country are you planning? No matter what, you won't be more relaxed than when there was no war, right?
It stands to reason that as soon as they entered Menneng, they should have stepped on the nose of the Menneng army and infiltrated into danger. They would have to move forward cautiously under the cover of thick fog. How could they sneak in with such strides and gasping for breath? ?
The regimental leader said solemnly: "Sir, trust me, let's turn around!"
Bao Youliang looked back at the thick fog behind him, and then looked ahead.
He turned around and asked: "How long until Meng Neng?"
The leader trembled his nose fiercely: "It will take at most an hour to cross the nine-curved mountain, and we will probably be at a position where we can see it."
Nine turns!
Bao Youliang's scalp went numb when he heard this place!
The hills there are so low that a car can drive up them. The most critical problem is that such a low mountain is full of rotten tree roots and large rocks.
When Lao Qiao was here, he often hauled large rocks from the black jail in cars and cars. Whenever others asked about it, he always said: "How can it be that my house doesn't have a security door?"
Don't care about other people's eyes at all.
If someone gives this...
"Listen, from now on, the whole army will march in two stages. After the first echelon goes down to the valley and climbs to the opposite mountain, the second echelon is allowed to go down the mountain. Do you understand?"
The regiment leader nodded heavily, and the messenger behind him had already run to convey the order...
Right now!
“Food is included!!!”
Atop the mountains, a shout resounded, echoing throughout the mountains and plains.
"Our master said... la... la..."
"You are so cowardly that you must not dare to enter Jiudao Bay... Dao Bay... Bay..."
"Just let us wait here!"
"If you are willing to look back...look back...look back..."
Uh-huh!
A missile with tail fire flew out directly - boom!
A ball of flame exploded at the top of the mountain, wood chips and rocks were scattered all over the mountain, and there were subtle sounds of falling objects everywhere.
"I haven't finished speaking yet! I'll fuck you... Damn... Damn..."
"beat!"
"Don't save ammo for me, all 60 fires will be empty!!!" (End of this chapter)
