Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.182 Killing and standing up
Gunong City changed its name, and even the Myanmar military government changed its name without even a word of approval. The people in the city still watched the change of the king's flag on the city wall inexplicably. But one thing that is strange is that this time
There were indeed more Han people showing up.
The most ridiculous thing is that the first China Telecom appeared here.
In the entire Gunong City, a total of 128 households have installed China Telecom's landline phones. The charges are the same as those in Yunnan Province. Calls within Yunnan Province cost 10 cents per minute.
"Since it's called Nanding River, this place should be called Nanding City."
In the hall, looking left and right, there were twenty or thirty people, all of them with ferocious faces, wearing short-sleeved shirts or shirtless, with arrogant and crazy expressions. Sitting in the center, a tall and mighty figure
, a young man with a cold and ruthless expression.
This person is Zhang Bi.
At the end of November, Gunong City finally changed its name, and now it is Nam Dinh City.
Inside and outside the city, the sound of rumbling motors could be heard, and everyone around knew that there was an extra thorn in the northeastern part of Myanmar. The Myanmar military government wanted to eliminate it, but had no chance.
There are also Karen and Wa State in the middle, and there is more determination to the south. Here, the power of the Myanmar military government is very small.
"No matter what it's called, how dare a son like Xi Danrui say anything wrong?"
Zhang Dashan continued to sneer. He didn't bother to pay attention to the nonsense of the Myanmar military government. It was a scum with no fighting power, and the government troops were defeated by the United Wa Army on the front battlefield. This fucking loser.
Xi Danrui came to power in 1997. Naturally, he did not dare to do anything to the Chinese people on the stage. However, he thought that with the support of the United States and Europe, he was as arrogant as 258,000 yuan. Nowadays, he is really a bit arrogant.
Posture.
But if you really let him explode, he will only shrink his eggs.
"You can't say that. After all, they just condemned it last month." Zhang Xiaoshan laughed loudly, "At least we have shrunk into someone else's territory? Give me some face."
Everyone was laughing from both sides. At this time, someone from outside brought in a long varnished hardwood table.
At this time, everyone silenced. Behind Zhang Bi, there was a portrait of his mother-in-law with tattoos. Yue Wumu's Martial Saint Picture can suppress martial arts. In terms of spiritual status, it far surpasses Guan Erye and has its own teachings.
The merit lies in.
"Choose a day and let it go"
There was a bang, but Zhang Bi was seen stabbing a sword with the same name on the long table, holding the handle of the sword tightly. After a long time, Zhang Bi let go.
The moment he let go of his hand, Guan Shan and Yang Bo on the left and right pulled out their own sabers and pierced the long table with one knife, and then stabbed the daggers and sabers on the long table. The two brothers Zhang Dashan and Zhang Xiaoshan also looked ferocious.
, he stabbed his military thorn on the long table with a grin.
"Everyone, my martial arts fortune will last forever."
Zhang Ben roared low, his eyes were like lightning, and he stood up. The twenty or so men all stood up. Their expressions were either cold, excited, or ferocious. They had their own crazy and confusing features.
There was a strong atmosphere in the hall.
Outside, small trucks were filled with munitions, two armored vehicles were also refueled, and some other off-road vehicles were also welded with steel plates. Many of the seats inside were removed and turned into personnel carriers. This scene,
In Nanding City, there are five to six hundred men who can be beaten whenever they can.
Yang Bo took the initiative to recruit troops, and Xu Haibing made connections in the country. The men who came to make a living were like crucian carp crossing the river. In these two months, they actually gained momentum, which was quite surprising.
The man had a big gun, not to mention how much money there was, but the boxes of bullets were fired as if they were free of charge. It really scared the people in Nanding City out of their wits, and they were all secretly frightened:
What are these people going to do?
On November 30th, people will finally know what these guys are going to do.
Nam Dinh City is close to the Salween River, and there are mountainous and dense forests to the north and south. There are definitely many small warlords coming from all directions to come here to fight.
There are more than a dozen brainless mountain kings nearby.
The number of firearms in hand ranged from hundreds to dozens, and they were scattered, posing a certain destabilizing threat to Nanding City.
The most important thing is that in a chaotic country, there are many dishonest people. There are many masters who value money but not people. There are also many masters who want money but not their lives.
After killing two groups of thieves who wanted to sneak around on the 28th, the situation not only failed to be contained, but intensified.
There were many people waiting to watch the show both inside and outside the border, but no one expected that behind the King of Guns on the Jinsha River stood a huge tiger. When Zhang Bi arrived in Myanmar, the heroes from Sanxuan Hall and Yongyi Hall came to join him.
Later, dozens of daredevils scattered throughout Myanmar were called in.
These people, let alone their level of experience, just because they can pull dozens of big guns by themselves, it is enough to show that the fierceness of these people is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
The movement was launched on the 29th, and troops were dispatched on the 30th. At the turn of the morning, on a hilltop along the Salween River south of Nanding City, there was a village, claiming to be from the Cochin tribe, with two hundred soldiers and militiamen.
Two hundred, but only a quarter of an hour later, the hilltop was plowed. The leader of this village was named Namen Lai. He was a thin man in his fifties, with skin as dark as an African uncle, wrinkled, and wearing a
Wearing a national costume similar to the Dong costume, when he saw this group of tough people, he trembled and said in Yunnan dialect: "Old man, I am going to die. If you want, kill or scrape, please do as you please."
This skinny monkey-like guy actually knows two idioms. However, his eyes are rolling so fiercely that he can't hide his fear. When it comes to means, this guy is ten times worse than Zhang Ben and the others.
Eighteen thousand miles away, but when it comes to appetite, this guy has very good teeth. A truckload of equipment from China Mobile was snatched by him just twenty kilometers from Mangshi.
If it hadn't been for the fact that the manpower hadn't been sharpened and familiarized some time ago, Zhang Ben wouldn't have come to him so late.
"Call their people out."
Zhang Ben held a Bayi bar in his hand and glanced at Menlai with cold eyes.
This village is called Namen Village, and the leader is like a little king. No one dares to disobey orders.
But about three thousand men, women and children looked at these hundreds of tough men pointing black guns at Men Lai. In addition to surprise, some of these people's eyes were just curious.
Hate? Can't talk about it.
The people here do not even have a true sense of national belonging. Even the term Myanmar has no special meaning in the eyes of most people. Simply put, the concept of country does not yet exist in the hearts of most Burmese people.
Therefore, for most people, Myanmar, like India, is a geographical concept rather than a national concept.
There is no place to awaken national consciousness.
"Kill him and his money will be yours, why?"
Zhang Dashan held a large double-barreled shotgun in his hand, glanced at it with cold eyes, and said this to the people of that village.
The men, women, and children in this village all came from several hills. The men among them all felt strange, why did those city people come to the ravine?
In China, some people may be scared when they see a gun or a knife, but on this mountain top, it is not uncommon to carry five or six guns with them every day. It is common for automatic rifles and semi-automatic rifles to be hung around the neck and held in hand.
in hand.
The leading figures here have three types of equipment: gold watches, gemstone rings, and famous pistols.
That Menglai is a local tycoon, the leader of a small hill, who is in charge of the heritage of nine hills. He has never gone out in this barren mountain and harsh water. Although he robbed those China Mobile equipment, he was still in trouble.
It's useless. This guy is just a fool who was tricked into fishing in the water.
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Dashan's words made these people stunned for a moment and looked at each other. A man who was a little bolder came out and asked in a low voice.
Zhang Dashan looked at him: "If you kill that Menlai, the mountain property of that Menlai will be divided among you. Which of you will do it? If you do what you say, you will give it to him if you kill him."
Na Menlei was shocked and shouted: "Which one of you dares?"
He roared loudly, and there were his sons, nephews, and nephews in the crowd. Who dared to kill him?
Zhang Dashan sneered and said: "Send Men Lai's son, nephew, and nephew to you, and this one will be yours."
Zhang Dashan waved his hand, and a few people behind him brought up two rows of raw pork, five bags of rice, and five bags of corn. Then the man took out ten red bills from his body.
He slapped the two rows of raw pork and said loudly: "One thousand yuan, is that enough?"
Someone swallowed their saliva, and there was a small noise all around.
Menglai yelled angrily: "You bunch of shameless puppies, after I escape, I will slowly settle the score later." His roar became louder and louder, and his roar could be heard all over the hillside and the village, with torches all around.
Lin Li and the soldiers with guns looked at this without any pressure.
Zhang Dashan's methods seem extremely destructive, but for these people who have no historical background and no sense of belonging to the country, there is no pressure at all.
Zhang Dashan knew very well that someone would do it.
He is right.
"The man ran away."
Back on the mountain, Yang Bo cursed and then said to Zhang Bi.
Zhang Bi hummed expressionlessly, pondered for a while, and then said: "It's good to leave, at least let those people know that I'm not someone to be trifled with."
He spoke calmly, but it was as if he couldn't cheer up, which surprised Yang Bo.
Zhang Ben saw his confused eyes and said disdainfully: "How interesting is it to play house with a bunch of bumpkins?"
Yang Bo had nothing to say.
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Zhang Dashan's people withdrew intact. Na Menlai's village was renamed. This place was called Village No. 1. The leader had just been replaced. The person who replaced him personally smashed Na Menlai's head with a stone.
The miserable men, and the nephews, nephews, and sons were hacked to death with random knives.
It was a real hacking to death. Women and old people came together, holding guillotines, bamboo knives and kitchen knives. It didn’t matter whether they were useful or not. We said hello first.
Rivers of blood flowed up and down the village, not to mention the strange aura that had not dissipated for a long time, making the Sanxantang daredevils who followed Zhang Dashan feel very frightened.
They never knew that there were such weird things on the China-Myanmar border.
However, the more this happened, the more I felt frightened by Zhang Dashan's unknown methods. It was too scary.
The brave warriors of Sanxuantang may be a man if they are allowed to fight and kill, but it is difficult for them to understand the folk customs and habits here.
Zhang Dashan, although he may look like someone who is seeking death and survival if he is not crazy, in fact, he is more powerful than others think.
Another thing, after so many years of border defense, Zhang Dashan has his own tricks, which are far beyond what others imagine.
The most effective way to deal with these people who have no sense of belonging to the nation is food and money.
After clearing the No. 1 village, more than 300 people were removed from the leader's circle. Those soldiers who survived the disaster were frightened out of their wits. If they were just a little bit away, they would go to the Salween River.
Feed the fish, those city dwellers from outside are really scary.
In Dali City, Yunnan Province, two people drank water without thinking.
"Are you going to drink yourself to death?"
Chen Guo frowned and asked.
The two people quickly stopped eating, and then said tremblingly: "Mr. Chen, haven't you seen that those people are really ruthless. There are more than 3,000 people in the village.
The man killed the leader, and then everyone divided the things, and the account was settled. Men Lai didn’t even have time to scream, and was hit by a stone. "
They spoke faster and with a dialect accent, which made Chen Guo very unhappy. However, she roughly understood what they meant. After thinking about it, Chen Guo thought to herself: Although she already knew that the tiger was extremely ferocious, it was really so cruel.
?
Chen Guo couldn't imagine how to defend a place where there were four battles.
The best way to defend the Four Battle Grounds is to attack in all directions.
Zhang Ben is in Myanmar, so he has nothing to worry about. If he can't bear it in his conscience, he doesn't even have to think about it.
"You guys go down and rest."
Chen Guo thought for a while, then picked up the phone and dialed the number before saying, "Let those Japanese come over."
When Yamazaki and Xiong arrived in Dali, Chen Guo said straight to the point: "How much money can you pay?"
"Twenty million." Yamazaki Kumaji squinted his eyes, looking enigmatic.
"Too little."
Chen Guo rejected it outright.
"I'm talking about U.S. dollars."
"I'm talking about pounds"
Chen Guo looked at Yamazaki Kumaji with a sneer.
Yamazaki Xiongji frowned and thought to himself: Greedy guy.
But Chen Guo knew what he was thinking and sneered in her heart: Little Japan, you really think of yourself as a follower. I'm playing with you. That's what I happened to do, and you just hit the target. Silly*
"make a deal"
Yamazaki Xionger thought for a while, but agreed. Chen Guo hummed, and then said: "Ten million will be given first. After the matter is completed, the remaining ten million will be handed over."
Chen Guo didn't even raise her eyelids, and then said: "See the guests off."