"His father? Wasn't his father pressed down by Japanese artillery towers in the Northeast?" Meng Fan frowned and subconsciously said the long-circulated joke.
"Meng is annoying! Your father's tail is being held down by a little devil!" Milong, who hadn't gone too far, heard these words clearly and was so angry that he turned around and cursed.
"No, then why are you bothering? Where can I find my father in this barren mountain?"
Milong didn't bother to explain, so he kept his head down and continued to search up the mountain. The hillside here felt very familiar to him, very much like the place where he met Shangguan Jiici.
That was an important turning point in his life. At the same time, he experienced several major events: marrying his wife, burying his father, and surviving a disaster.
Especially the former father-in-law of Shangguan Jiici who was buried. Although he had nothing to do with the old man, he dug the hole and made the coffin for burial with his own hands. He even kowtowed a few times in front of his grave, which was considered a witness. He walked with Shangguan Jiici.
This extremely ceremonial act can be said to be more like a son than a son. Even if he is facing me, it is nothing more than that. Although he doesn't say it, Milong still regards this as an extremely important thing.
Now that he seemed to be revisiting his old place, he had a plan in his mind to go and see the tomb. If he could find it, he would naturally repair it, but it would be a worry.
They had indeed walked this route when they returned to the country from Myanmar, but there was more than one place that looked similar in this vast mountain forest, and it was not so easy to find.
Meng Fanlao shook his head when he saw it. As long as Shenzuo and Long Wenwen were not here, they would start to let themselves go. Running around with people all over the mountains and plains was really unseemly. Do you still take him as the second-in-command?
"Everyone, return to the team immediately!"
"Let's go back."
After hearing the deputy commander's order, the soldiers who were running around quickly returned to their respective teams. No matter how courageous they were, they would not dare to challenge the authority of their commander.
"I'm sorry, what do you mean? Do you sincerely hate me?" Milong was unhappy. Wasn't this deliberately antagonizing him?
"What do you mean? You've committed your bad habit again, haven't you? Are you here to fight or to pay homage to your father? Are you decent? Who came here in the first place? He almost died when he married a wife during the war. He doesn't have a long memory!"
Milong froze on the spot. This was the first time he saw the cynical Meng Fanxiao lose such a temper. It simply refreshed his world view.
"It's annoying, you..."
"What do you call annoying? What's the point of calling me deputy captain if there are no rules and regulations?"
Meng Fangli showed no mercy and scolded him sternly. This was the first time he had led a group on his own, so it would be a lie to say there was no pressure.
Mi Long, who thought he was in the wrong, had no reason to refute. He blushed and held it in for a long time before he managed to blurt out half a word.
If you want to be a good leader and lead an army well, you must first put aside your personal friendships and treat everyone equally. What's more, we are still deep in enemy-occupied territory. Who can convince him if he doesn't establish some prestige?
"Hmph! When you get back, go to the gendarmerie and get five boards. If you are unorganized and undisciplined, don't blame me for being ruthless with my guns!"
"Oh, I... I'm sorry, why are you so capable? You smashed the pot after eating, you..."
"Bang!"
Before Mi Long finished spewing trash, a gunshot suddenly sounded from the distant mountain.
The birds on the tree were frightened and flew away. The soldiers squatted down and looked around warily. This sudden soft sound made everyone's heart pinch in their throats.
"Bahhhhhhh...!"
In just two or three seconds, before Meng Fannie could give the order, another burst of rapid shooting sounded from the mountain.
Milong and Meng Fanglao looked at each other, both seeing horror in each other's eyes. They were all too familiar with this sound, that was the sound of Thomson firing!
"Everyone, please stay hidden and don't be too hot. Lead them to guard the surroundings. The guards will come up with me to explore the area!"
"yes!"
After saying that, Meng Fanxia led his soldiers and ran straight in the direction of the gunfire. Milong took the lead and rushed to the front with a machine gun.
The situation seemed to be getting worse, and gunshots kept coming from the hillside on the left front, and that location happened to be where Milong had just led people to look for.
Escaping the sound of gunfire, the group finally arrived at the top of the hill. What they saw was a three-man tactical team suppressed behind a few trees. Directly in front of them were more than twenty little Japs who were firing at them desperately.
At a quick glance, a soldier was already lying on the ground. A Type 96 light machine gun suppressed the remaining two men so that they could not lift their heads. Judging from this posture, they should be a Japanese patrol team.
"Come forward and kill them!"
"superior!"
A guard company quickly stepped forward, first using machine guns to attract fire, and then allowing the remaining soldiers to outflank the Japanese squad from the left and right wings. In an instant, the Japanese squad was surrounded.
Milong and two men set up machine guns on the flanks. Before he could fire, a platoon that had circled behind the Japanese launched a charge.
Intensive gunshots continued to sound, and grenades were still flying up and down. How could the little Japanese soldiers withstand such terrifying firepower? In just one strike, more than twenty Japanese soldiers were wiped out.
"Bah! Is this the end? It's too damn hard not to fight, right?" Mi Long came over fiercely with mg3 in both hands, and kicked the little devil's corpse under his feet that had turned into a sieve.
Just a few little devils were not enough to fill the gap between the teeth, but at this moment, Meng Fan was not thinking like him. Only halfway through the walk, he encountered a Japanese patrol. It seemed that the road ahead was not smooth.
"I can't wait any longer. Order everyone to pack their equipment and prepare to go. Contact me and ask them where they are."
After this episode, the regiment did not dare to delay any longer along the way. After all, it was now deep behind enemy lines. It was easy to hide several teams in this vast tropical rain forest. Enemies could be encountered anytime and anywhere on the march. .
Meng Fangli's prediction was correct. As they went deeper and deeper into the central Shan State of Myanmar, the probability of encountering the Japanese army became increasingly high. The first battalion only walked for half a day and fought three encounters.
Fortunately, there were not many enemies, just individual patrols or defensive strongholds. In order not to cause a chain reaction, the soldiers resolved the battle as quickly as possible and did not let any little Japs escape from the battlefield.
Unlike Meng Fangliao and the others who were cautious, after two days and one night of rapid march, Long Wenwen led 24 falcon team members through the primitive jungle between Wanding and Lashio. They had arrived at the outskirts of Lashio and were quietly marching Search forward.
Lashio is not their destination, but before moving on... they can do some reconnaissance for a group of them.
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