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At this moment, several unkempt men emerged from the woods. They raised their hands high and murmured some incomprehensible language.
"Come out all of them! Otherwise I will shoot!" the soldier on guard shouted angrily, pulling the bolt in his hand and loading the gun.
The movement here quickly attracted the attention of other people, and the sentries also came closer, with their black muzzles pointing directly at each other.
Soon, many people emerged from the nearby forest one after another. These people were naked and dark-skinned. They were short and skinny like monkeys. Most of the incomprehensible words in their mouths were local dialects.
"What's going on!? Where did these cowards escape from?"
Huang Daming cursed and walked to the front of the camp. Good guy... Looking at the indigenous refugees coming out of the forest, there were not a hundred but seventy or eighty, and the figures deep in the forest were still vaguely visible. He didn't know how many people were inside.
"Report to the company commander, I...I don't know...it just appeared out of nowhere." The soldier on guard replied tremblingly. To be honest, he was frightened by the scene in front of him.
"Are you shivering a lot? It's useless. People touched it in front of their eyes and realized that your eyes have a butthole?!" Huang Daming cursed with hatred, and slapped him on the head as he spoke.
So damn careless, so many people suddenly appeared around, luckily they were just refugees, but if it were the enemy... they would all have to finish it.
Due to the continuous battles with the Japanese army, the people in the nearby areas were greatly affected. Their homes were destroyed and they had to flee north.
Recently, all troops will encounter these fleeing refugees, and there are orders from above to provide as much help as possible without affecting themselves. If there are Chinese people inside, they must be properly arranged and sent to the Heihe base as much as possible.
"Everyone in the forest, get out of here. Is there anyone who can speak Chinese?"
Although they were just refugees, Huang Daming still took a submachine gun from the guard. There were so many indigenous people in front of him that he had to be wary.
Huang Daming couldn't help but have memories in his mind... Three years ago, when the first batch of expeditionary troops retreated from Yeren Mountain and returned home, he was among the broken troops gathered by Liao Mingyu, who had cut down several soldiers on the edge of the Nu River. Ten Japs who blended into the crowd.
If Jun Zuo hadn't discovered it early at that time, these Japanese would definitely have become a huge hidden danger when defending Nantianmen, and maybe the whole team would have to fall into it.
Thinking of this, Huang Daming felt uneasy for a moment. Looking at these pitiful refugees in front of him, he felt like there was a time bomb hidden inside, as if everyone had a problem.
"Company commander, what should we do with these people? Do we need to drive them away?" A soldier hurried over and asked.
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Huang Daming shook his head and refused, feeling increasingly uneasy. He immediately called for his platoon leader and arranged: "Zhuzi, ask your people to pull out the cordon, and the three platoons come out to maintain order. Keep your eyes sharp, Qian Don’t let them get close to the transport company!”
"Company commander, what are you doing? You want me to tell them to give them some food and let them fend for themselves. Why do you care so much?"
Zhuzi was helpless. These refugees were as skinny and black as Southeast Asian monkeys, and they could make huge waves.
"What do you know? This is an order! Let the brothers stay alert and check them one by one. Anyone with problems will be taken out immediately. Hurry up!" Huang Daming had a bad temper and yelled angrily.
Although he was a little reluctant, Zhuzhu still lined up some men to go over. He also found a soldier in the barracks who could speak Burmese. Then he searched the refugees one by one and asked where they came from.
However, due to the different languages, the soldier who acted as the translator was also a second-in-command, and he could not speak Burmese well, so it was very difficult to communicate. The soldiers got angry when they asked questions, and abuse and pushing were inevitable.
"Don't crowd, don't crowd!"
"If you stare at me again, you are courting death!"
"Take off your clothes...Okay, get over here..."
The soldiers were also speechless. In fact, there was no need to be like this. Most of the refugees were Burmese and Shan, with a very few Karen. They all looked the same, black, short, thin, and men. Most of them were naked from the waist up, and even those who were wearing clothes were in rags, making it difficult to hide anything.
"Come on, where is the next one coming from? Huh?"
The soldier pushed the man in front of him and asked the translator to ask the question again in Burmese. However, the man received no response and kept his head down in silence.
"What? Are you deaf or mute? I'm asking you something! Eh...?"
At this time, Xiao Bing suddenly noticed something strange. The man's face was covered with dirty plaster and his appearance could not be clearly seen, but the rest of his upper body was quite white. He did not look like a Burmese man who had been exposed to the wind and sun all day long in the jungle. tribesmen.
What’s even stranger is that this guy’s hair is neatly trimmed. Although he is also unkempt, he is at least much better than those Bamar people who don’t take good care of their hair and grow their hair to shoulder length.
These points immediately aroused the soldier's vigilance. The other party's evasive eyes further confirmed his suspicion, and he involuntarily raised the M1 rifle in his hand.
During this period, in order to block the advance of the Third Division, the Japanese army laid a lot of minefields in the Naypyitaw and Pyinwenna areas. They implemented a policy of clearing the country with strong walls. All accessible roads and railways were bombed, and they also The houses of local indigenous people were burned to the ground, and the fields and houses on which they relied for survival were completely destroyed.
Then drive them all north and let them seek help from the US military and the expeditionary force, making them a burden to the enemy and confounding the reconnaissance intelligence of the Allied forces.
There were even little Japs who took off their military uniforms and infiltrated into the refugees. They were so crazy that they hid grenades on their bodies and approached the Allied forces with their hands raised together with the refugees.
Because they are all Asian, unless you have experience, it will be difficult to tell them apart based on their appearance.
Those old British people were ignorant and accepted many refugees and indigenous people in order to reflect their status as colonists of the British Empire. As a result, they were killed and injured by the Japanese suicide bombs hidden among them, causing considerable non-combat losses.
The veterans of the 88th Army are very experienced in this regard. As early as when the first expeditionary force entered Myanmar to fight, the Japanese used this trick. They disguised themselves and mingled among the broken troops and refugees, using all possible means to Use various means to secretly destroy and create chaos.
