Liao Mingyu was marching through the jungle with his troops, slowly walking 5.6 kilometers eastward.
Suddenly, there was a burst of artillery fire from behind the team. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know who was firing. The sound seemed to be in the direction of the airport. Liao Mingyu and Long Wenwen looked at each other and immediately said: "The team should stay hidden. Take a few people with me to the mountain to have a look."
A group of people quickly walked through the forest and quickly climbed up a nearby cliff.
When everyone looked towards the airport, they saw flames and smoke billowing into the sky.
Liao Mingyu looked ahead carefully with a telescope, frowning and saying nothing. Because they were far apart, no one could see clearly what was happening over there.
"Tuanzu, are the Japs here again?" Meng Fanglia stood on tiptoe, trying to see clearly what was happening in the distance.
"Well, there are probably two brigades of Japs here, and it seems there is also a heavy artillery unit." Liao Mingyu put down his binoculars and said with a frown.
Why did these little devils come so quickly? Is it because they wiped out a large group and attracted a retaliatory attack from the Japanese army?
"You bastard, luckily we ran away in advance, otherwise we would be the ones being bombed now," Bu Laqing said with some luck.
"Haha, surrender. Look, those British guys at the airport have raised a white flag." Long Wenwen exclaimed exaggeratedly while holding up his binoculars.
I saw a white flag raised high on the airport position. This group of British guys did not even offer symbolic resistance. They were only bombarded by Japanese heavy artillery a few times before they all surrendered.
"Look, these British gentlemen are very particular. They have to line up and stand in formation even if they surrender. I don't know, I thought they were the ones who won."
Meng Fangli snatched Long Wenwen's telescope and was watching the funny scene with great interest. The group of British guys in the distance were still acting as exaggeratedly and arrogantly as when they surrendered to them, but it didn't seem to have the same effect when facing the little devils. Great.
"Teacher, how do you think the little devils will deal with them? These foreign uncles are really so arrogant even after they surrendered. Who gave them the courage?" Meng Fanlai became interested and recounted what he saw with excitement. everything. .
"Okay, don't worry about them. These idiots are just crazy people. Who knows what they will do."
Liao Mingyu said with a deep smile: "Don't forget, the captain and a few little devils are still hanging their intestines tied to the wooden stakes. Do you think the little devils will settle the account after seeing that scene?" Whose head is it?"
Everyone burst into laughter, not to mention that the little devil would probably go crazy when he saw the looks of those people. I don’t know how they will torture these British guys.
Liao Mingyu stopped inking and immediately ordered the troops to speed up. He originally thought that he would have some scruples after wiping out the Seto brigade, but he didn't expect that it would anger the Japanese. It seemed that he had to speed up his pace. If he didn't reach Nantianmen for a day, he would not be at peace.
The Sichuan Army Corps, led by Liao Mingyu, walked step by step towards the Nu River.
Sure enough, as he thought, there were broken troops everywhere. These people came from all over the world. They ranged from three to five to as many as a dozen. When they met their own team, they would consciously join in. If they met a little devil, they would join. He immediately ran away without his life.
After walking for a long time, they actually recruited more than 200 defeated troops along the way, and successfully expanded the team to more than 300 people. The weapons and equipment taken from the airport also had a use. It's just that this team of less than a battalion is still far behind a regiment.
Just when he was a little worried about how to gather more broken troops, Long Wenwen led a few people and rushed over from the front.
"Group, big deal, let's change the road quickly and go to the other side of the mountain!"
Long Wenwen was furious when he ran, but he still couldn't hide his excitement.
"There are countless broken troops on the road over there. Judging from the scale, there are at least 500 people!"
His grandma’s, that’s right!
Liao Mingyu was also excited. He had almost reached the Nantianmen, and finally I encountered a big fish!
Without saying a word, Liao Mingyu immediately greeted the team and rushed to the other side of the mountain.
Sure enough, on this road, several long columns were walking slowly along the forest path. They were all soldiers of the expeditionary force. They were all dejected, wearing rags and clothes, and walking listlessly in the jungle.
The war was defeated, and now they just wanted to go home. No matter if you are a deserter or a defeated soldier, even if you go back and be pulled out and shot, it is better than dying in this foreign jungle.
Just looking at this team, you can see that there are definitely more than 500 people. Liao Mingyu was extremely pleasantly surprised. Just when he was thinking about how to persuade these defeated soldiers to join their team, Long Wenwen had already led his people into action.
He shuttled among the troops and kept persuading the soldiers, but the effect didn't seem to be very good. The defeated soldiers obviously didn't want to talk to him.
Just as Liao Mingyu was thinking about what method to use, a soldier next to the team caught his attention.
Although this man's clothes were shabby, he was still intact. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a red cherry sword on his back.
There was a fire in front of him, as if something was burning.
It's him!
Liao Mingyu's eyes lit up, it seemed that God had sent him another capable general.
This man had a handsome appearance and a resolute face. He sat upright with his upper body upright, his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking. The fire in front of him was smoking black and giving off a burning smell.
"What are you doing? Who asked you to light a fire in the forest?" Liao Mingyu deliberately stepped forward and yelled at him.
The man on the ground immediately opened his eyes and glanced at Liao Mingyu with cold eyes. Without stopping his hand, he quickly drew out the big knife from behind and looked at Liao Mingyu as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
What a fierce warrior! Liao Mingyu couldn't help but think that just by looking at his series of reactions, he knew that this guy was definitely an expert.
Dong Dao! He was nicknamed Sangmenxing because he wore his brother's ashes around his waist for a long time, so he got the name. When the Sichuan Army retreated to Nantianmen, his younger brother Dong Jian accidentally died in the hands of a Japs. Dong Dao became disheartened from then on. He hated the Japanese deeply and vowed to kill enough Japs to avenge his brother. It turned out that He swore to follow Long Wenwen to the death in time and space and became his right-hand man.
Dong Dao has a restrained, cool, and steady personality, capable and magnanimous, emphasizing affection and righteousness, neither arrogant nor impetuous. He concentrates on work, his waist is always straight and straight, his eyes are resolute and focused, and he is unsmiling.
He gives the impression of a truly high-quality soldier, one who is fit to be a special forces soldier.
"Why did you light a fire? Don't you know it would scare away the little devils?"
Seeing that he had no ill intentions, Dong Dao slowly put away his words and said expressionlessly: "Burn my brother."
These four simple words revealed the sorrow and overwhelming hatred in his heart.
He took out a gray cloth he had on him, slowly picked out the bone residue that was about to be burned to ashes in the fire, wrapped it in the cloth, and looked at it in a trance.
Looking at the strong man in front of him, Liao Mingyu was also filled with emotion. The war has caused too many brothers to live apart, and their wives, children, and parents to die. He is just one of them.
"If you light a fire like this, the devils can see it from several mountains away," Liao Mingyu said slowly.
"There are only a few mountains. The Japs' vanguard is right behind our team. They bite us every bite. My brother was bitten to death by them."
Dong Dao slowly tied the bag around his waist. He raised his head and said to Liao Mingyu.
Liao Mingyu nodded, sighed, and said to him in a slow tone: "Come with us, let's go back to Chanda. You should be from Yunnan, and your accent sounds similar."
"Go back to Sichuan! My mother and my brother are in Sichuan. He said that the mountain wind here hurts people. When the war is over, I promised him to take him back."
"This time in Myanmar, as soon as we met, Xiao Jian..."
Liao Mingyu knew his story, so he patted his shoulder gently and said, "Do you want to kill a few Japanese to avenge your brother?"
Dong Dao immediately turned his head and looked at Liao Mingyu without blinking.
"If you want revenge, kill a few Japs strikers now and pay off your brother's debt first!" Liao Mingyu nodded at him and said seriously.
"As long as you kill the Japanese, I will follow you."
"Okay, what's your name?"
"Dong Dao, my brother's name is Dong Jian." Dong Dao stood up and put on an Adrian helmet.
"Good name, come with me!"
After saying that, he walked in the direction of Long Wenwen and the others.
