The Wrangler roared and charged toward the distant streets.
"Let's go after him!" Peng Fei led his men and was about to run away.
During their trip, not only the rescue team came, but also Muse White Fox.
There is only one main street and three side streets in the entire Nankan Town.
It is a small town that developed on roads.
One end of this main street is connected to the Burma Highway, and the other end is connected to the Stilwell Highway.
Guess the escape route was Stilwell Highway.
From the Stilwell Highway, you can go as far as Mandalay, or after reaching Bhamo, you can head into the war zone.
The Kachin war zone is the forbidden area for Chinese special forces.
In the darkness, a fence blocking the road appeared in front, and rows of copper ore were piled up on both sides of the road.
At the other end of the fence, under the bright car lights, a giant military vehicle hidden in the darkness slowly revealed its terrifying fangs.
When Mu Wu saw the fence blocking the road and the sudden military vehicle, he involuntarily released the accelerator.
"We have no other way, we can only hit it." Chacai already knew his fate when he saw that Mu Jiajun was not on the Wrangler.
Either run away or die without a body intact.
Mu Wu also knew that he had no way out, so he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and knocked open the fence blocking the road with a clang. As soon as the car picked up speed, he slammed into the giant pickup truck blocking the road.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Suddenly, the Type 89 heavy machine gun on the roof of the car sprayed out terrifying fire snakes.
The bullet shattered the windshield and flew past Mu Wu's face.
Mu Wu instinctively tilted the steering wheel, causing the Wrangler to hit the piles of copper ore on both sides.
The bumper was shattered, the radiator was dented, the engine was sunk...
"Bang!" Mu Wu's body was hit hard on the driver's seat by the airbag that instantly deployed. His head tilted and he passed out.
"Bang!" At the moment when the airbag deployed, Shan Jun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, hit the windshield with his head. The glass shattered and the person went out through the window. He fell heavily onto a pile of copper ore... ....
Two old Burmese soldiers from the Tiger Battalion pushed open the door of the Warrior pickup truck, jumped out of the car, held the 95th style, and opened fire directly on the Wrangler.
Chachai and a mountain soldier hid behind the seats, listening to the terrifying chug of the Type 95.
Suddenly, the Shan army let out a hysterical shout, kicked open the car door, rushed out with an AK, and fired wildly at the two old Burmese soldiers.
"Let's go!"
"Thud, tug, tug!" The heavy machine gun on the Warrior's pickup truck suddenly sprayed out terrifying fire snakes.
In an instant, this mountain soldier was beaten to pieces by horrific bullets, which was horrific.
"Can't get out!" Chachai lamented, gritted his teeth, took out the last grenade, and hit it hard.
"Boom!" The grenade exploded, and the Wrangler's carriage was torn apart.
"Boom!" The fuel tank exploded, and terrifying flames scattered in the night rain, like the most beautiful fireworks.
The two old Burmese soldiers rolled on the ground again and again before they extinguished the oil fire on their bodies. The smell of meat was already exposed on their bodies.
Peng Fei and the two members of the rescue team who had just chased him stared blankly at the Wrangler that exploded into a ball of flames.
Even Song Youqing was dumbfounded.
Baihu got out of the car and walked over in a hurry. He first asked the two subordinates in Burmese and learned that they were fine, then nodded happily.
"Auntie, what is the difference between the Burmese mountain army and your enemies in Africa?"
Song Youqing's beautiful face was ashen: "More cruel!"
"In northern Myanmar, those who would rather die than surrender are all drug dealers, because they know that even if they are caught, they will not escape death." White Fox sighed: "Therefore, in northern Myanmar, if you can kill them all, don't Try to stay alive, otherwise, they will drag you to hell with you."
"I just want to catch Mu Jiajun!"
The smell of roasted meat wafted in the air, and Bai Hu frowned, knowing that this was Song Youqing's heart knot.
No matter what, Mu Jiajun is from the Mu family in Yun Province.
The Mu family in Yunzhou has a deep relationship with the Song family in Kyoto.
Although the Song family also invested in the Red Star Group, Song Youqing did not want to destroy this relationship.
But is this possible?
The struggle for interests has always been a matter of life and death.
Next to a Land Rover in the rain at night.
Wu An held up the night vision binoculars and looked at the burned Wrangler.
"Do you think the person in the car is Mu Jiajun?" Ye Qing handed him a flower and asked casually.
"I don't know!" Wu An's face was expressionless. To be honest, they were also mountain soldiers. If they were unable to escape capture, they would choose to die with the enemy.
But the person sitting on the Wrangler was an aristocratic young man from Yun Province. Is he determined to die with his enemy?
"Our mission is to wait for you two to exchange fire, then rush up from behind and kill you all."
"Is there anyone else who is performing the same mission as you?" Ye Qing turned around and looked at Nankan Town, which was bathed in the night rain.
"I don't know!" Wu An said honestly: "That's what Chacai said when he gave me the money."
"You also have business with the Mu family."
"It's not with the Mu family, it's with Chachai!" Wu An said with a bitter smile: "Chacai is one of the spokespersons of the Mu family in northern Myanmar. The Mu family's Dadi Group has a big business and needs a lot of things from northern Myanmar, including timber. , rice, sugar, beef..."
"I thought there was still a stone betting business."
"In this industry, those who don't understand will only lose money if they enter!" Wu An said with a smile: "But Chachai buys a lot of gems from me every year. I guess Dadi Group is also in the gem business."
"Gem!" Ye Qing's eyes flashed.
"Mr. Ye, what are you suspecting?"
"At the beginning, I thought Mu Jiajun asked Chachai to rob Wang Zhongyang because he wanted to make money." Ye Qing said slowly: "However, after seeing today's game, this is a trap set for me. Let me have Either way, I will go back."
Wu An was silent, thinking, if you hadn't called me, I might not have been able to go back.
"Mu Jiajun and I have no grievances. Even if he wants to teach me a lesson, he won't want me to die in northern Myanmar." Ye Qing exhaled a puff of smoke: "Who on earth wants me to die so much. "
"Mr. Ye, you killed Peng Dong and Peng San, and you didn't do arms business with the Kokang people or the Northern Shan State Army. Northern Myanmar is too dangerous for you."
Wu An wasn't trying to scare him, but this guy really had ulterior motives.
While selling arms to the Kachin Independence Army and the Collapse Dragon Army, they also made deals with the Muse Sanxiong. Moreover, he also conquered Daozhai. It can be said that he has an unimpeded path from Muse to Lashio.
But even old Sanji didn't know what he was going to do.
If you want to bet on stones, the entire Pagan area can't satisfy you.
"What are you worried about?" Ye Qing asked curiously when he saw his evasive eyes.
