Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.237 The whole story of the agent
Twenty-two 76.2 British anti-tank guns, 76mm mountain guns, and Type 85 towed howitzers. Half of the armored forces in the Northeast Military Region of the Myanmar Military Government and the Lashio area were reassembled west of the Salween River.
Standby.
There are also the Type 69 and Type 80 left over from those years, as well as the Chinese-made Type 63 light amphibious tanks. In terms of the number of targeted arms in Myanmar, there are a total of 300,000 troops in the ten military regions under Xi Than Shwe, but
He had no way to concentrate all his forces. After all, except for the side facing the Indian Ocean, the entire military and government government had no defensive pressure, and the rest were under great pressure.
Especially to the west of the Baldwin Mining Area, the pressure is extremely great. To the east of the Salween River, it is also complex, with various fighting members intertwined. If you push all the way, the resistance encountered will be unbearable. Fundamentally speaking, the entire Myanmar is waiting to fall.
Single and messy.
Whoever is less bad will be able to survive and expand the territory.
Even Xi Tanshui himself relied on having a large number of troops and military power in order to come to power and have a good end. If he did this, it would be natural for others to follow his example. It would be absolutely impossible for him to take over Myanmar.
As far as the five permanent members of the Security Council are concerned, any place in the world where there are frequent disputes is beneficial to them, because only with disputes can there be conflicts and bloodshed, and only then can human rights observers and peacekeeping troops be sent out, and only then can they be controlled.
Only the local government can support agents in order to obtain greater benefits.
The world is too big to accommodate six billion people competing for resources. This is what the world is like.
The same is true when you shrink to a tiny country like Myanmar.
Zhang Bi's external competition can naturally be seen as a kind of struggle and resistance that China extends to the outside world. This kind of collision is unprecedented and magnificent. Zhang Bi is just a microcosm. In any corner of the world, it is the Chinese people who are rising up to resist and complete the task.
Various microcosms of the great historical mission.
Inevitability, historical inevitability.
"Go to hell——"
Kara.
Da da da da da da da…
A 12.6 anti-aircraft machine gun with 2,500 rounds of ammunition. Looking along the river, I could only see a 59-type tank on the east bank of the river advancing rapidly, constantly crushing mounds and shrubs.
On the east side, a six-wheeled armored vehicle was also moving at high speed, and a tongue of flame was also sprayed from the roof.
Almost at the same time, Zhang Ben and Bonis pulled the trigger.
Those trees as thick as cattle were cut off on the spot. That crazy feeling, the madness of modern military power, swept past. This is an unstoppable power. I am the only one in the sky and on the earth!
Boom boom boom!
Seventy-six millimeter mountain guns fired towards the opposite bank. There were a total of twenty-six mortars on both sides. Bonis brought fifteen mortars. British long-range mortars can use a variety of warheads. Zhang Ben's side
They are ordinary goods. The only features of the eleven mortars are that they are durable and cheap.
"Go to hell! This is your graveyard——"
Bonis's eyes were blood red. He did not kill Zhang Bi in Georgia, but was almost killed with one blow. This feeling was very bad and painful. After further strengthening the body and evolving in the photon laboratory,
Bonis was eager to prove his strength, so he was sent to Afghanistan, where he has proved that the ability of the future world's strongest warrior is beyond doubt.
All-weather, all-terrain, all-round, no unsuitable location and environment...
Unfortunately, this is a warrior that cannot be mass-produced yet.
“God bless America!!!”
Bonis picked up a bazooka and aimed it at the opposite side. He knew that with just one click, the damn 59-type Chinese tank would explode with a bang and form brilliant fireworks.
Whoosh...boom!
The sky has closed with dark clouds, and at the end of summer, the weather at this time is unpredictable. As evening approaches, the dazzling lights are not fireworks, but one of the most outstanding works in human history.
Boom!
Over the river bank, fireworks were shooting out and thick smoke was billowing. Two rockets collided on the river bank. It was a coincidence among coincidences.
The two sides constantly moved to one side, hoping to avoid the other side's firepower and kill the other side's effective force during movement.
Just twenty kilometers away, there is a mixed brigade from the military and government government, with a full force of 5,000 people. However, whether these 5,000 people can be pulled over to fight, Bonis knows very well. He is not stupid enough to think that Xi Danrui
He can control all the troops in the military government. The members of the CIA have not yet reached the point of eating shit. He knows very well who is suitable to control and who is disobedient...
"Hey! Next time, I won't be so lucky..."
"Sir! Sir——"
Bonis was stunned, and just as he was about to continue firing, he heard his sergeant major shouting something loudly. This heroic Afghan soldier followed him from Los Angeles to Afghanistan, and followed him out of Afghanistan.
, he is invincible in every battle and takes everything he attacks... But at this moment, the moment he shouted, there was a loud gunshot.
Sniper bullets are always so unpredictable.
Ultramarines like Bonis can easily detect subtle changes in the surrounding environment, but his sergeants are not super soldiers, although their combat power far exceeds that of most humans on the earth.
Everything has become so incredible.
Bonis looked along the direction of the sergeant major's finger. The sky was getting darker and darker, but there were heavy fires in the distance, and thick black smoke was rising into the sky.
In the distance, everything is visible.
The assault ships and armored ships that were docked here were all sunk and burned. On the river, corpses of heavily armed members were floating. There were Americans, British, Australians, and Canadians.
…………
"How is this going?!"
Bonis' eyes widened.
On the other side of the river, the bullets were still tilting, like a downpour. The bullets kept coming, whirring, the roar of artillery shells, and the roar of rocket launchers. The sky and the earth were a microcosm of war.
At this point in the Burmese civil war, it still goes beyond what ordinary agents would do.
Zhang Ben crossed the line.
Yes, but...this is really what he has to prepare for.
The enclosure develops slowly? This is not what he wants.
Just looking at the area east of the Salween River and competing with the Myanmar military and government? This is also not what he wants.
The kilometers of railways in Myanmar are probably far beyond imagination. How can one railway... hmm, how can it satisfy the appetite of such a huge China?
In this world, there are always people who have to pay the price for the correct historical track. If they don't succeed... they will become benevolent.
"Bonis... today is your death day——"
Zhang Ben roared angrily, and a torrential rain of bullets came slantingly. The fierce battle between the two sides made the dark sky and the earth seem to be on fire. There were raging fires. Occasionally, mutilated wild animal corpses could even be seen, with their internal organs in pieces.
, the chaotic purgatory, the fight between two demonic beasts, the only difference is that this time it is a demonic tiger attacking with all its strength.
Bonis will not understand why Zhang Ben has such a strong will to maintain a belief that should not exist at all. Is this senseless sacrifice really right? The ships in the distance are from far to near. They are two armed ships.
An armored ship is a very ordinary ship. If thrown into naval arrays around the world, it can only be regarded as a small sampan. But on the Salween River, this armored ship is a terrifying killing machine.
The most important thing is that this ship does not belong to the Myanmar military government...
Someone cheated.
"You're going to hell-"
Roaring God Bless America, the American soldiers brought by Bonis began to move. Nearby, there were a total of four Humvee armored vehicles and an eight-wheeled armored personnel carrier. Six fully armed soldiers got out of the vehicle. These soldiers
Somewhat different, they look like fighting machines in science fiction movies, as if they have no emotions.
"Injection reagent——"
Bonis gave the order, and his eyes became more and more ferocious. He had never wanted to kill a guy so much. Even if it was Zhang Yaozu or even Shi Guangren, he didn't have such a strong tendency to kill. But facing this Chinese tiger
, He knew that if he was not killed, the world would be in chaos...,
Penetration is sometimes not a physical ability, but more... actually a kind of spirit, a kind of will.
When a spirit and will are conveyed and penetrated into the past, the changes produced are even more astonishing.
There are no super soldiers beside Zhang Bi, nor are there any future warriors needed by the vast human empire to maintain world hegemony. He only has a mouthful of blood and a mouthful of hot breath. Facing the roaring enemies and the crazy killings, he can only retaliate in kind.
Blood for blood.
"White Tiger Festival Hall——"
Everyone in the Nanding Army knew that this moment had come to test the beating soul in their hearts and their qualities as warriors.
"have--"
Hundreds of heroes responded in unison, in the sky and on the earth, those who have changed their colors are good men after all. There is no romance, no oaths and promises, only roars, only steel guns, only...
"Fire bayonets!".
Whoa! Kick-kick-kick!
For decades, people may have thought that the bayonet would withdraw from the forefront of history. Yes, in a high-tech war, how could the bayonet, a weapon that represents backward force, still be used?
However, above the Salween River, there will be a brilliant scene, with hot blood spurting out, and both sides trembling. What they want is a kind of steel and hot blood. What is smeared on their respective armors and shirts is only the blood of the enemy, and
……my own.
"Fight to the death——"
The eighty-one bar, the five- and six-style three-sided military spines, the dazzling swords and guns, the courage to swallow up the world and embrace all rivers, and be born as a hero...
It moved 28 kilometers, fired 1,600 artillery shells, tens of thousands of bullets, dozens of floating corpses, fifty-six heroic warriors, no one was injured, and the warriors who had no hesitation were still on the road to charge.
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The river bed is low and shallow, and this is the place for a decisive battle.
Kill that tiger!
This is a common belief of both parties.
One of the Chinese tigers and jaguars must fall. They are both monsters from hell. They are powerful, terrifying, and fearless. They evolve in battle, grow continuously in battle, and constantly kill their opponents to enhance their courage and belief.
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They are all agents, running dogs of their respective countries. Loyal... running dogs.
But what does this mean? The word "no hesitation" is just for this moment.
"Kill--"
"God bless America!"
"For freedom——"
The tank suddenly turned, the turret roared, and the 100-millimeter rifled gun sprayed out a fire dragon, as if to refresh the most evil scene in the world. Their encounter here was a microcosm and footnote that history is destined to need.
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Life and death, only for steel and butcher's knife.
Bang bang bang bang!
The sound of gunfire will not stop, and the footsteps of the warriors will not stop.
On the river bed, the steel collision of two groups, two ideals and beliefs, the continuous advancement of the crawler tracks, the crushing of the flesh and blood bodies, they are all fearless.
Amid the roar, I couldn't understand the other party's language, but there was nothing worthy of emotion. More and more soldiers jumped off the chariot. In this riverbed, maybe the fish will be fatter in the coming year.
Round and round.
The blood had spurted out, and with a pop, it was like a bloody rainbow was shining out. The smudged look was like a magnificent Chinese painting, and the blood plasma and meat on the armor seemed like a Van Gogh oil painting...
…
These are two different civilizations!
Bang!
"You know...I won't give you any chance!"
Bonis's eyes widened, his muscles swelled, he was so brave and powerful, he had no choice, this was a fight, he looked at Zhang Bi ferociously, with the Rambo 4 sword in his hand, he slashed with the sword, and it hit.
With a sound, the steel armor on Zhang Bi's forearm easily withstood this slashing attack.
At the same time, the army stabbed out.
A low roar: "The one who survives... is the right one!"
"That's right!"
Bonis retreated, Zhang Ben quickly raised the general's spear upwards, and with a click, the general's spear was carried on Bayi's shoulders.
Raise the gun.
Kada!
Bang bang bang bang!
Bonis was like a flexible ape, making amazing reactions. He did backflips, ejected with one hand, dodged left and right, and had terrifying prediction abilities.
Zhang Ben's face was extremely calm. He just raised his gun, and thirty rounds of ammunition were empty.
Click, click, click…two empty shots.
He picked up his bayonet and started sprinting.
Not far away, the artillery of both sides was still firing at each other, with no calculation of casualties. Their respective strengths were exerted to the limit. Often, artillery shells would bombard the surrounding ammunition boxes, causing violent explosions.
The shock wave can kill a warrior as strong as an ox in an instant, without a second of hesitation or luck.
Death without a burial place means at this moment.
On the road of hot-blooded charge, the Salween River was stained with blood. This moment of respite was just for the moment of Pao Ze's final bayonet.
The sky was low and the clouds were rolling. There was no overwhelming domineering force, only a roar of a tiger going all out.