Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.190 There is life and there is life
no.190 Some people live and some die (6,000 words)
boom
Amidst the explosive fireworks that soared into the sky, a giant man jumped out of the fire. He was holding a heavy machine gun, his body was covered with ammunition belts, and he had a total of six grenades on his waist. His face was heavily painted with black stains.
, his eyes were dark and terrifying, and he was roaring and shooting.
Da da da da da da da…
Rows of Burmese government troops fell in a pool of blood. When the second explosion started, from behind the giant man, more soldiers holding steel guns rushed out, including 81 bars, 56 semi-automatics, and the muzzles were not moving.
The flames continued to burn, and the bullet casings kept falling to the ground like free soybeans.
From time to time, there would be an occasional jamming sound, and then several rockets would fly out from the left and right. In the distance, the sound of explosions would be deafening, and the shock waves generated by the violent explosions would make people stagger, and the rear could be clearly seen.
There were also dozens of warriors who were quick with their arms and opened fire as they marched.
These people moved extremely quickly, and it was unimaginable that so many elite warriors, so many experienced warriors, would gather together.
"Zhang Dashan, Zhang Dashan, where is your son?"
The giant man roared, and there was chaos all around. The Burmese government army's mortar team had begun to fight back, but the snipers in Nam Dinh City had not yet shown the desired effect.
"his……"
Among the debris and broken trees, a strong man covered in blood climbed up. His camouflage uniform was in tatters, blood was flowing out of his body, one eye was tightly closed, and his hair was unkempt.
Still holding a 95 sniper in his hand, breathing heavily, the strong man yelled again: "He's a ****"
Suddenly, the strong man picked up the Nine-Five Sniper and shouted: "Fuck you mother-in-law—"
boom
The trigger was pulled, a gunshot rang out, and the officer in a distant jeep was headshot on the spot.
With a pop, his head turned into a rotten watermelon, and red and white things flew out. Then, he immediately turned the gun head and decisively pulled the trigger.
boom
To the left and right of the panicked jeep were the mortar squads. One of the gunners was killed on the spot, and blood spattered on the face of the bombardier. The soldier instinctively blinked his eyes, and then opened them again, stunned.
At this time, a dozen giant men holding steel guns rushed forward and were shooting wildly.
A head-on fight is a way of forcing people to make up their minds. Whoever shrinks his eggs will run away, and whoever wants to run away will die.
"Don't run, don't run"
Another officer in the car was holding a pistol, firing into the air, and shouting loudly in the official Burmese language. Looking from the outside, one could see that the officer's expression was ferocious and fearful.
Not far away, on another hillside, you can see a group of anti-government armed members who came to watch. The government troops on the ground are all former Kokang and United Wa Army troops who surrendered to the Myanmar government army.
Members, these people have good fighting ability, but who could have imagined that the other party would come so fast and decisively.
"Turtle son, ancestor of ****"
A man from western Sichuan yelled and cursed. He was shaken by a grenade. Fortunately, he was fine, but he obviously looked miserable. After wandering for a while, he finally managed to gain a firm footing behind a huge rock.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoshan, who was sliding down the hillside, quickly asked: "Brother, are you okay?"
"No problem"
The man from western Sichuan said decisively.
When he spoke this time, he cheered up and shouted loudly: "Kill -"
There is great commotion here, and no one knows what will happen.
But the fighting power of Nanding City really made those two-faced factions know what it means to be elite and what it means to fight with strength and dare to fight. The sharp man at the head is even more powerful.
With a click, Zhang Bi bit the ring and threw a grenade.
bang
The jeep turned into rubbish, and then five or six people rushed over. A soldier half-kneeled and fired, sudden, continuous bursts of fire, and then the soldiers behind him followed up.
The speed was extremely fast, but Zhang Bi was extremely brave and unafraid of chaos. The bullets around him were like heavy rain, and all he heard in his ears was the rustling sound.
What is shocking is that the sniper missed the opportunity to shoot one after another.
Tactical evasion
However, Zhang Bi took this tactical action to the extreme. The muzzle of the gun was swinging continuously. The giant man moved at an astonishing speed. He almost passed by in a flash. With a flash of fire and an explosion, the man was already in front.
"Kill no one and don't let go"
In the firelight, all I could see was Zhang Ben's ferocious expression and a ferocious smile. This man's appearance was extremely terrifying and definitely not the emotion that a normal person should have.
Two more rockets were fired from behind, and then news came over the radio that Yang Bohu and the others had blocked their retreat. This group of Burmese government troops had been unable to fly.
"Go to hell——"
Close combat
Clang Clang Clang Clang
Dagger, saber, Gurkha, machete...
There were all kinds of weapons, Zhang Ben held a two-handed machete in one hand, slashed left and right, and killed all the warriors holding Burmese scimitars, one by one, without hesitation, and their heads were missing.
There are countless people, this scene is really thrilling to the extreme.
On the top of the mountain, the members of the Wa State and the United Wa Army who came to investigate were all frightened. They never thought that these brave people from Nanding City could be so fierce.
It's so violent that it makes people tremble.
One of the men in black was wearing sunglasses, but he took the picture. His expression could not be seen, but a clerk from the Wa State next to him was worried. Although they claim to be the strongest army in Myanmar, but now it looks like
Come on, things are definitely not that similar.
Who are these people from Nanding City? What do they want to do?
"Go, die, die, die—"
The machete in Zhang Ben's hand is extremely sharp, cutting one by one with the same ease as chopping vegetables and melons. No matter who it is, if they encounter this monster that is already in tatters, its flesh and blood is stained with blood in the gunfire, but it is charging forward,
The enemy becomes frightened upon hearing the news, and the confidence of the companions increases sharply.
Unstoppable and unstoppable, this is a humanoid monster that cannot be judged by common sense, and its blood is boiling to the extreme.
"Is that human being?"
On the top of the mountain, the Wa people whispered.
I don’t know what the expression of the man in black is behind his sunglasses, but I can see that his lips are trembling, yes, they are trembling...
"The boss rushed too far"
A soldier from Nanding City suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked and saw that Zhang Bi had already put some distance between himself and the large army. Zhang Bi was killing like crazy and had reached the point of selflessness. This guy had already killed too much and did not realize that he was surrounded at all.
But a surprising scene appeared. What was supposed to be a dangerous situation was suddenly surrounded by layers of Burmese government troops. They suddenly dispersed and began to flee in all directions. They were frightened, frightened, and deeply afraid.
This is not a monster that normal people can face.
More and more Burmese government troops were shouting "monsters". They kept turning and running away, but Zhang Ben was like a tiger that smelled the fear of its prey. Its fangs and claws were waving in the air, slapping these fragile animals.
Their bodies were destroyed, and their bodies and souls were destroyed. They had no chance. Facing such a monster, they could only tremble fragilely, and running away was of no use.
"Killing crazy"
Even Guan Shan behind him was dumbfounded.
It is simply unbelievable how terrifying and ferocious it must be to see a two-handed machete killing people with blood and flesh flying everywhere. This is the real Shura field and the real purgatory.
Huchihuchi...
Zhang Dashan, who was panting heavily, carried his sniper rifle and killed the last mortar gunner before putting down the 95 sniper in his hand. He fell backwards, gasping for air and cursing in his mouth.
Said: "Little tiger, I'm so tired, I'm exhausted."
In the distance, due to the congestion of deserters, the machine gunner on a jeep was unable to target the charging soldiers in Nam Dinh City in front. Zhang Ben saw the opportunity, jumped up, stepped on the head of a Burmese government soldier, and used both hands to
He held the knife, roared, and suddenly raised it up in one breath. At this moment, he had enough momentum, and he slashed down with a pop.
The sound was like a knife slashing down the bamboo, and the clatter was terrifying. The machine gunner didn't even have a chance to fire, and before he could react, his internal organs immediately clattered to the ground, and everyone around him was stunned.
After beheading the machine gunner, Zhang Ben suddenly raised his sword and put the two-handed machete into its sheath. He smiled ferociously, with a red mouth and white teeth. He held the handle of the heavy machine gun with both hands and suddenly turned the muzzle. The bulletproof plate on the machine gun had a
The hole door is just right for the machine gunners who are shooting to see the target.
What is frightening is that this distance is too short.
"Go to hell——"
With Zhang Bi's loud roar, the heavy machine gun began to roar, and the bullets ejected like someone spitting out watermelon seeds in their mouth. The bullets poured out with flames, and yellow eggshells were thrown out.
When it comes out, it falls on a person and immediately burns a piece of skin. The living person screams, and the dead person immediately turns a large piece of flesh white and then red.
After the bullets were fired, they entered the human body and immediately smashed the bodies of the Burmese government soldiers. Even if they were wearing body armor, it only took a second. There were many people who were cut in half at the waist, as long as they were shot in the head.
, just like smashing a watermelon with a stick.
Bullets swept through all the places Zhang Ben could see. It wasn't until the clicking sound of the empty machine was heard that Zhang Ben threw down the heavy machine gun and jumped down. At this time, dozens of people behind him had already followed.
The brave warriors followed Zhang Bi and fired continuously.
The Burmese government troops in front were completely defeated. They fled crying and howling in this land of life and death. This was a Shura field, and there was no possibility of survival.
I thought that they were outnumbered, with a total of 900 people divided into two groups, preparing to attack Nanding City. However, less than twenty minutes after they divided their forces, they were ambushed, and many of them were about to be eaten in one bite.
Already crying and raising his hands in surrender.
Some of them were members of the Shan State Free Army and kept shouting for mercy in southwestern dialects.
"Spare your life, spare your life, spare your life -"
Some people even had runny noses and tears streaming down their cheeks. They looked really collapsed to the extreme. Some people even looked like birds in a hurry and were extremely embarrassed. This scene really made people see what it means to be defeated, what it means to be incompetent, and what it means to be incompetent.
mob.
Once upon a time, these people were the peaceful force that China wanted to win over. Who would have thought that these people are so useless and double-dealing, and will eventually lead to death.
"Don't worry, kill everyone who can run."
Zhang Xiaoshan came over and kicked the man who was crying and howling on his knees begging for mercy, and then roared loudly at the eight-one bar with a wooden handle.
There was no room for relaxation at this time, so they could only rush faster without giving the other side a chance to breathe.
There are a total of four brigades here plus a mortar squadron, with a total of 450 people.
However, dozens of people were killed by rocket launchers first, and dozens more were killed by howitzers on the hillside. When the two sides exchanged mortar fire, the Nam Dinh City Army killed more than a dozen soldiers on the hillside. Bad luck.
It was really unlucky to the extreme, but under this wave of charges, they were completely crushed, giving the opponent no chance of winning at all.
This group of troops, who had just surrendered to the Burmese government forces, were indeed unable to fight, and their morale was far inferior to that of Nam Dinh City.
Without the determination to fight decisively and the consciousness of being a martyr, you cannot become the best fighter.
"No need to look anymore."
The clerk from Wa State said so.
The people around him nodded in the same way. The picture under the telescope on the top of the mountain was simply unbelievable. The fighting power of Nam Dinh City was so fierce that Lin Feihu, who was called the Tiger of Myanmar by the Wa State United Wa Army,
Compared with the group of brave people in front of me, they are not on the same level at all.
If Nading City develops, the consequences will be disastrous.
For this reason, the Wa clerk could only think in his heart: Seeing that they are also at war with the government troops, they must be able to become allies. When the time comes, they may not be a strong reinforcement.
It is good to think this way, but in Myanmar, there are numerous large and small anti-government armed forces and local separatist warlords. Who knows what Nam Dinh City is like. It is really developed in Nam Dinh City.
At this moment, the Nanding City Army is still not recognized by others. At most, everyone knows that there is a group of ruthless people in Nanding City on the Salween River.
That's all.
Land, people, guns, and banknotes are the real signs of survival in Myanmar.
Moreover, it is well known that the Myanmar government forces cannot fight. Every time they fight against the United Wa Army, they win less and lose more.
The Myanmar government army is famous for its poor combat effectiveness. Those who cannot fight use this government army to improve their performance.
On the top of the mountain, the man in black wearing sunglasses slowly put down his telescope. His heart was surging. He had countless thoughts in his heart, but he had a feeling that he couldn't express. Logically speaking, this kind of sentiment should be spoken out of words.
Naturally, but seeing the combat effectiveness of Zhang Bi's men, he already felt that there was nothing more to say.
The fighting power and fighting spirit of this people are extraordinary. Where does the fighting spirit come from? How is the belief in fighting formed? Do they know why they are fighting? Do they know? Don’t they know?
The man in black didn't understand what the people in Nanding City were thinking, and they didn't know what kind of demon Zhang Bi was, who actually engaged in mischief in Myanmar, a land of right and wrong.
"Walk"
This group of people finally left like this.
Of the four hundred and fifty people, including a few officers, only sixty or so survived. On the mountain road, there was a pile of dead bodies, with sticky stumps, broken arms and internal organs. Those who were half dead and still moaning were also killed.
After the bleeding point subsided and was slightly numb, the Nanding City Army soldier cut his throat with a knife, and then blood spurted out. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
In the far center, there are craters and shell casings all around. The accumulated seizures have been bundled and loaded on the backs of Yunnan horses. Now, they are about to evacuate this mountain road.
A soldier stood there with his upper body naked, looking around, breathing heavily, and feeling a little exhausted.
The ground was full of corpses, densely packed, and all kinds of chaos and sin suddenly poured out and were placed in front of these people.
"It's fucking over"
Cursing, he handed the gun in his hand to a soldier passing by, with a machete on his body, and leaned against a intact jeep without saying a word. Zhang Dashan patted the hood, and then loudly
Said: "The good car belongs to me."
Even at home, he only drives a second-hand Poussin in a pickup truck. Now, he also owns an American product, although it looks a bit old.
The driver's seat of the car was covered in a mixture of blood clots and internal organs, and a fishy smell hit his face, but for Zhang Dashan, there was no pressure at all.
"You son of a bitch got up?"
Zhang Bi glanced sideways at Zhang Dashan, who was tied up like a mummy. Zhang Dashan couldn't help but jump into the car. He ignored Zhang Bi lazily and said proudly: "I'm lucky to be alive. Hahahaha, it's good to be alive."
, I was so fucked up that I almost died on the mountain. Fortunately, I killed all these dogs."
He danced a bit and then started the car.
The whirring sound of the engine made him feel very happy.
"Fuck American products, those raised by *sons are stronger than Yunnan horses."
With a bang, he closed the door and was about to start the car, but Zhang Bi grabbed the steering wheel and said, "You are seriously injured, please change someone else."
Zhang Dashan cursed: "Fuck"
However, he still rolled over and lay down in the machine gunner's position. Then Guan Shan also got into the passenger seat. Hu Dagao laughed, got in the car, drove the car, turned around and said: "When we get back to the city, your body will be fine."
Okay, I’ll make you feel good again.”
"Shut up"
Zhang Dashan grinned and cursed.
Blood seeped out from his abdomen, shoulders and heart. It was obvious that although he kept laughing and joking, he was seriously injured.
When they returned to Nanding City and took stock, everyone discovered that more than a dozen people were dead, sixteen in total, and all of them were heroes. Behind the Victory Hotel was a field with a high platform in the center, and below.
There are rows of wooden stakes, and there are sixteen wooden stakes with daggers or sabers tied with red-headed ropes.
"After all, people are still dead."
Zhang Bi looked at the dagger and saber on the wooden stake and whispered.
On the side, Xu Haibing, who didn't know why he hadn't left yet, said coldly: "When your third uncle died, your father did better than you."
"My father is different from me. His sins are worse than mine."
Zhang Ben said this without even looking at Xu Haibing.
Xu Haibing opened his mouth but said no more.
Others may not understand, but Xu Haibing knew very well that Zhang Ben was telling him: He must first be as sinful as his father.
Bloody hands, murderous demon, extremely evil, the king of hell will not accept him
Since Zhang Degong, generations of Zhang family have had their hands stained with blood on this huge land. However, these three generations of father, grandson, father and son will not have nightmares, because this bloody, red-stained
It's the white cloth on the chest, dyed red is a silk and satin that I don't know what it's called, red silk and satin, and a red headband. In this life, this person's past and present lives have been such crimes, such heinous crimes.
"I just know that my father is so kind, compared with him, I am really too vulgar."
Zhang Ben's words came out of nowhere, which startled Xu Haibing and looked at him in astonishment.
After a while, he put on a straight officer's uniform. He looked like a little warlord after the year of 1911. He wore long military boots with iron palms on his feet. He walked on the marble road and said:
There was a clicking sound.
Arriving at the lobby of the Victory Hotel, Zhang Ben looked around. Everyone clasped their fists together, looking respectful and solemn. There was still a smile on his face, but he was extremely calm.
"sit."
Zhang Bi stretched out his hand to signal to sit down, and everyone sat down. Standing in front of them was Guan Shan. On the table, gold, silver, jade, and banknotes were divided into sixteen parts. The people on the seats all had solemn faces.
The faces of a group of soldiers even looked sad. Speaking of which, they really didn’t know why they came here...
Fighting and killing, with so much passion, and suddenly, someone died here, this feeling is really unbearable.
"Settle-in allowance."
Leaning back on the chair, Zhang Ben calmly uttered these three words.
It makes people mentally terrified.
"I'll just take a trip to Guanshan."
Zhang Bi glanced at Guan Shan, and the giant man nodded. Everyone was not dissatisfied. They all knew that Guan Shan's character was not such that he would be greedy for money to pay for his family.
How to talk about it in this family of sixteen people is a difficult matter.
What should I say to someone who has a mother and father? What should I say to someone who has a wife and children?
For such a boring person like Guan Shan, the expression on his face has changed several times. These days, he is most sad when the knife is bleeding, and the most painful is Zen.
When someone dies, someone lives, and someone suffers.
If you don’t know who you are fighting for, then why are you fighting?
At this time, Zhang Bi suddenly stood up and solemnly said: "Everyone, please encourage me."
Everyone was silent and silent. They all stood up and bowed their heads in silence...