The night sky in Pagan Town pierced, and Long Xiaoshan and Song Yi, who were standing in an alley, looked at each other.
I originally thought that there was just a small-scale conflict somewhere. After all, Myanmar was in civil strife and a gunfight was not impossible. However, the noise became louder and louder, and the gunfire became more intensive.
Boom!
Suddenly, a fierce fire shot up into the sky, setting off a small mushroom cloud.
The ground shook violently.
Long Xiaoshan clearly saw that the place where the artillery fire lit up was the entrance to Pagan Town.
"No, this is no ordinary conflict, it's a war!"
Long Xiaoshan said quickly.
"What...what?" Song Yi's face was very flustered. She was a rich girl who had been pampered since she was born. She had never encountered a war.
Boom boom boom!
More and more artillery shells were fired into the town of Hpakant.
One of them landed in a house dozens of meters away from Long Xiaoshan and Song Yi, blowing the house apart.
The heat wave hit us.
Song Yi was so frightened that she almost sat on the ground.
Long Xiaoshan quickly grabbed her, and he found that all the troops stationed in Hpakant were moving. A large number of Burmese troops were running on the road, and the sounds of cars, guns, and people's panic and shouting were mixed together.
Long Xiaoshan frowned. Although he had never experienced war, he was very calm after experiencing many lives and deaths. He did not have any fear. He just analyzed the current situation and said: "Sister Song Yi, we can't get out now.
Go back."
Song Yi was confused and held Long Xiaoshan's hand tightly: "I, I listen to you, Xiaoshan, you, do you think we will die?"
This domineering president is now a completely lovable woman. Facing the war, he can no longer maintain his aloofness. In an instant, he imagined many cruel and bloody scenes of war in TV movies, and his face turned pale.
A little woman who desperately needs a man's protection.
Sensing her fear.
Long Xiaoshan gently hugged Song Yi's waist and comforted him calmly: "You are not dead, I promise to bring you back safely. Besides, Pagan Town is a military powerhouse, and its defense is probably more difficult than that of the capital of Burma.
It's tight. It's not that easy for outsiders to break in. Let's move back first."
"Yeah." Song Yi snuggled tightly next to Long Xiaoshan.
Although I usually hate this little bastard's glib tongue and loves to take advantage of her.
But when things really happened, I realized that I felt safe with him by my side.
I don't feel as nervous as I did at the beginning.
Long Xiaoshan pulled Song Yi and retreated into Pagan Town. At this time, the streets were very chaotic. In addition to the army, there were also many nervous locals from Pagan Town.
A large number of artillery shells were fired directly into Pagan Town.
Many people fled in a hurry and ran into the town like Long Xiaoshan and others.
Mixed in the crowd, Long Xiaoshan and Song Yi were also walking inside.
At the same time, at the entrance of Hpakant Town, the Burmese army and the coalition army were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire. Machine guns were spitting fire snakes, and a large number of artillery shells were blasting each other's positions.
The fire of the guns illuminated the dark night extremely brightly.
The coalition forces are constantly attacking the positions of the Burmese army, but Hpakant Town is a real military center. The elite troops of the Burmese army are stationed here, and they are large in number and occupy a geographical advantage.
At the entrance, many trenches, bunkers and other fortifications were built.
In addition, the terrain of Pagan Town is somewhat high.
As long as the Burmese army occupies this terrain and pours bullets and artillery shells from top to bottom, it can form a dense firepower network, under which everything will be torn to pieces.
Attacks by the coalition forces were blocked one after another, leaving hundreds of corpses at the entrance to Hpakant Town.
A few hundred meters away from Pagan Town, in the position of the coalition forces.
The commander of the coalition forces was shouting with a command knife.
The repeated attacks failed, making him extremely angry.
"General U Thein Ma, let me do it."
Behind him came the frightened sound of the Union Army, and a huge python swam over, with a man wearing snakeskin sitting on the snake's head.
Beside him, there were four people, a blue-eyed witch, an old man riding a black panther, a man in black robes, and an old woman.
Seeing these people, General Wu Tengma's face showed a hint of awe, and he bowed slightly.
"Your Majesty!"
The snake-skinned man Ge Danwei said calmly: "Don't waste any more troops and make unnecessary sacrifices. Let us open this gap."
A stream of black smoke floated from a distance, and in the cover of night, it enveloped hundreds of coalition corpses at the gate of Pagan Town. When the black smoke penetrated their bodies, the corpses shook a few times, and each one of them actually
Climbed up.
Their eyes were dull and expressionless, and their bodies were extremely stiff and they rushed towards the Burmese army's fortifications. These "resurrected" people frightened the Burmese army. The fear of unknown things is human nature. Seeing those people
The dead rushed in.
The Burmese army quickly opened fire and fired violently.
Under the impact of bullets, these corpses were covered with blood and flesh, but they seemed to be unconscious existences. As long as their legs and heads were not broken, they continued to attack the Burmese army's positions.
Just when the Burmese army was fighting the coalition forces who had returned from the dead.
A violent buzzing sound came from high in the sky, and at some point, a large blood cloud appeared in the high sky. This blood cloud was more than ten square meters in size and swooped down from the sky and dispersed with a bang.
When the blood cloud dispersed and rushed into the Burmese army's position, the Burmese army discovered that the blood cloud was composed of countless blood mosquitoes as big as little thumbs. These blood mosquitoes were very ferocious and had very few mouthparts. They were moving crazily towards the Burmese army.
Rush away.
puff!
A blood mosquito landed on the neck of a Burmese soldier, and its mouthparts penetrated deeply into the soldier's neck.
The Burmese soldier screamed. Soon, his neck became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon the entire neck was swollen as if another head had grown on it. The severe itching made him scratch himself.
neck.
The red and swollen skin was torn open, and a large amount of smelly pus flowed out. Finally, he scratched his entire neck, and even the arteries and blood vessels were torn off. Blood spurted out wildly, and he fell to the ground convulsing and died.
Similar scenes continue to be staged in the Burmese army positions.
The Burmese army continues to fall.
These blood mosquitoes are so small and numerous that guns and guns pose no threat to them. At most, flamethrowers can only pose some threat to them.
Swish, swish!
"Snake, snake!"
Suddenly the Burmese army shouted.
Before those living dead and blood mosquitoes were eliminated, the Burmese army discovered that their feet were crawling with venomous snakes.
A large number of poisonous snakes rolled along the ground like colorful waves. The Burmese soldiers who had no time to escape were quickly swallowed up by the snake waves...
