Chapter 212 Dawn Raid

Style: Romance Author: mud scarWords: 2209Update Time: 24/01/11 16:17:49
This is completely a one-sided killing.

For a time, gunfire was intensive, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and blood and flesh flew everywhere where the bullets passed. Occasionally, screams were heard, but in the end there was no loud gunshot.

Within the four strongholds, the sleeping Burmese soldiers who had no resistance were killed by the machine guns and rifles of Tang, Song and Yuan men.

The people Luo Gang brought with him were all elites, and Lu Qingliu was also a seasoned master in the killing field.

Another surprise attack without warning, many people were beaten into pieces while they were still sleeping.

In addition, Tang, Song and Yuan had the assistance of clairvoyance, and even those with quick reactions managed to escape the first round of attacks and rolled under the bed.

He still found them, filled up the guns one by one and sent them to the west.

In less than three minutes, the four strongholds that the Burmese army had painstakingly built were occupied by Tang, Song and Yuan people.

According to the established plan, Luo Gang placed the signal lights brought by Wu Tejin at several points on the Nantianmen Highlands to provide guidance for the airborne troops of the Lagwa Corps.

Tang Songyuan was preparing to go down the mountain early. He needed to lurk outside the military camp of the Wei Jia Militia before the battle started.

Once the battle started and the vigilante group's attention was drawn away, it would be his best chance to rescue Ni Dehong.

"I am coming too!"

Lu Qingliu stood up and said, "Just a few of them are here to take care of you. I'll be with you so I can take care of you."

Tang Songyuan agreed without much hesitation, and the two of them hurried down the mountain, not daring to delay for a moment.

...

Although there are street gunfights every now and then in Lao Cai, and it would not be surprising to hear gunshots from time to time, but the gunshots in the early morning still alarmed some people.

Bai Yingming, the housekeeper of Bai Mansion, was one of them. Just after hearing the gunfire, he turned over and sat up from the bed.

Then he hurriedly got dressed and walked quickly to the Baifu Security Office, which is on duty 24 hours a day.

He asked in a deep voice: "Where's the gunshot?"

The Baifu's house occupies a large area and is guarded by two men armed with guns from all four directions.

Bai Yingming lived in the vestibule and immediately chose the location of the main entrance.

One of the guards replied: "It seems to be in the direction of Nantianmen, but it only rang a few times and then stopped."

Bai Yingming frowned slightly and muttered for a long time: "Get everyone up and bring the guys with you, but don't disturb the people in the house..."

"Yes, Butler Bai!" the guard responded, quickly ran towards the back and woke up all the other guards.

...

Zhuang Qiang has been deceived into northern Myanmar for three months.

In fact, it's not exactly a lie.

He is twenty-two years old. After graduating from a third-rate university, he struggled to find a job with a salary that was barely enough to support himself.

His girlfriend of three years broke up with him, and by chance, he came into contact with online gambling.

Then I owed a lot of debt, checked out several platforms, and got on the credit bureau.

It feels like there is no hope of landing in this life.

In March of this year, Zhuang Qiang met a girl named Xiaomei online. Xiaomei learned that there was an opportunity to make a lot of money in northern Myanmar. Several of her classmates were in the old streets and they came ashore within half a year.

If you're lucky, your monthly commission can be as high as five million...

Earn five million in one month!

Zhuang Qiang himself also had some guesses as to what the commission was.

But he had no choice. Online loan debt collection calls were made every day, and some even called his family, parents, and even relatives and friends.

After careful consideration, Zhuang Qiang sent a text message to his parents and decided to sneak into northern Myanmar.

However......

After Zhuang Qiang came to Laojie after all the hard work, he was caught by the local military police in less than half an hour and sold to a company in the Henry Group Park.

Later, Zhuang Qiang found out that his job as a local errand was only 100,000 kyats per month. If he sold a Chinese to enter the park, the boss in the park would give him 300,000 kyats.

The profit is more than a thousand times, so the local errands are very bright-eyed.

On the first day he joined, the boss told him that he was here anyway. Although there was no basic salary for working with him, if he cheated more than 30,000 yuan, he would get a 7% commission.

Level by level, the highest is over one million, and the commission is as high as 16%.

It sounded pretty good, and Zhuang Qiang agreed without hesitation.

But the reality is extremely cruel. Not only do you have to work more than ten hours a day, but the key is that you can never go out. The consumption in the park is extremely high, three to five times that outside.

Without completing the performance, Zhuang Qiang could only eat while squatting, and the food he ate was still rotten steamed buns and porridge...

And also do squats, two thousand at a time.

If he fails to complete the task, he will be beaten with a rubber rod, then an electric baton, and then put in a water cell.

It lasted a week. He ate, drank, and defecated in there. It was dirty and smelly, and the wounds on his body were infected and rotten. Zhuang Qiang could clearly see maggots going in and out of his wounds...

Does it hurt? It must be very painful.

But what is more, it is psychological torture, loss of dignity and annihilation of humanity.

After finally getting out of the water prison, Zhuang Qiang was planning an escape.

But when he just walked to the window, he heard intensive gunfire again. Although it was far away, he had seen many scenes of being shot with his own eyes in the past three months.

The scene of blood spurting out of the brain, the scene of blood flowing like a stream, and a living person falling limply into a corpse.

He was still timid.

Zhuang Qiang squatted in the corner and cried bitterly, with tears streaming down his face but he did not dare to make a sound.

...

The elite of the Ragava Corps quickly completed the airborne operation.

Elite soldiers, combat vehicles, tanks, artillery, supplies, etc. were all assembled at the foot of the mountain on the side of Nantianmen.

The tank pulled the artillery to the top of the mountain at Nantianmen and quickly established an artillery position.

The remaining soldiers followed the tanks and headed straight for the camp where the Wei Jia militia group was stationed.

Boom!

At a distance of five kilometers, Ragava's tanks opened fire.

The shells hit the walls and gates of the militia camp, and the powerful impact of the explosion blew the gates away.

Now even the slowest person can react, the enemy has already reached the gate.

A piercing siren sounded in the camp, and some officers rolled out of the room carrying their clothes, shouting loudly:

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Get your gun and gather!"

But some people shouted: "Stop gathering. This is a key attack target. We can't defend it at all. Let's get weapons and evacuate here first!"

After several more rounds of shelling, the militia troops largely withdrew from the camp.

Only two guards remained at the door guarding Ni Dehong's room.

But at this time, they were also trembling with fear, wondering whether to hold on or retreat with the large army.

At this moment, the power supply to Lao Cai was suddenly interrupted.

The whole city fell into darkness instantly.

But this is the darkness before dawn...