I sat in the company's office with my legs crossed, drinking boiled water with an expressionless face, and quietly listened to Jiang Xiao's words.
"When you people in Myanmar act, you will think that these people are secretly supported by me. Do you understand, Nan Nan?"
Jiang Xiao continued.
"Mr. Jiang, you don't understand the situation in Myanmar. I have no control over this matter."
I put down the water glass and replied simply.
"You can't control it."
Jiang Xiao was stunned.
"I really can't control it, because Li Hao is not my horseman, but my friend. I can persuade him about anything, but I can't order him. What's more, I have been away from Myanmar for three or four years. The gunman I don’t know anyone, so how can I care about them?”
I replied quickly.
"Xiang Nan, there are some things you can't mess around with."
Jiang Xiao responded as if he didn't believe it.
"You have never been in Myanmar and do not understand the living conditions there. Today he killed your brother and you did not fight back. Tomorrow, he dares to kill your whole family. There is no negotiation at all. If there is a conflict, it is a direct dialogue using force. , if you can do it, you are the boss, if you can’t, then step aside, it’s that simple.”
I paused and continued to say to Jiang Xiao: "Well, let me give you Li Hao's phone number. If you have anything to do, talk to him. After a while, I will also call the Myanmar side and talk to him."
"Okay, give it to me."
Jiang Xiao had no choice but to agree.
Immediately, I told him Li Hao's phone number, hung up the phone and threw it on the table.
"Why don't you give Haozi a call?"
The old immortal asked me.
"Xiao'er is treating Li Hao just like Dapen is treating me. Therefore, if I want to call and stop Li Hao, then I am so unhuman. Haozi has fought dozens of battles in Myanmar for so many years, but there is no one , it was for himself."
I rubbed my temples, shook my head and said something.
The old immortal nodded and said nothing.
"As a buddy, I have been willful just once in seven or eight years, and it was because my brother died, so I have to support him no matter what. Moreover, in Myanmar, we have the capital to be willful. If we fight, he will be the only one." If Mom gets beaten, it’s just a matter of paying more taxes. Damn it, I can afford the money.”
I stood up and said without hesitation
Myanmar, Nuoshan Village.
Li Hao stood astride the entrance of the village. His two ordinary pickup trucks were used as bunkers in front of him. Ten people used their bodies to form a protective wall, blocking all openings around him that could launch a sneak attack on Li Hao.
"Get out of the car and don't block it. I can't see clearly what's going on inside."
Li Hao took the intercom microphone, frowned and tugged at the crowd in front of him.
"Boss, they may have snipers."
The follower swallowed and tentatively replied.
"I'm not old enough to hide in the car and give orders, get out of the way."
Li Hao scolded again.
Everyone had no choice but to leave a gap as wide as one person.
Li Hao glanced inside along the gap, then took the walkie-talkie and said: "Quetta, Sotun, use your heavy-duty pickup truck to crash into the car bunker in the courtyard, giving the third and fourth mobile Hummers space to get in. , A Hummer of yours costs more than one million for a bare car, and the steel plate added at the back is 30,010 meters. With this kind of fucking equipment, if you can't defeat Nuoshan in five minutes, you will collectively dismiss me from class tomorrow. "
In the courtyard.
Two heavy-duty pickup trucks, equipped with four machine guns, made a buzzing noise from their motors as they rolled forward very slowly. Wherever they passed, the ravines created by the crushing were as thick as a palm, but they were at least a hundred meters away from the opponent's bunker. About fifty meters away.
The two machine gunners stood on Soton's car and began to hold fire. In an instant, tongues of flames flew wildly. The bullets made very obvious trajectories in the approaching darkness. Ordinary pickup trucks and sandbags were torn apart almost instantly when they touched the bullets. , it was completely unable to stop the machine gun, and the people hiding behind fell down in droves.
After a round of sweeping sweeps, the remaining people on the opponent's side began to retreat in large numbers from behind the smashed pickup trucks and sandbags. At the same time, people with guns appeared on the various second floors of the wooden structure.
"Kangkang."
After two bursts of fire, the two machine gunners on the Soton vehicle were directly shot in the head and fell to the ground.
In this level of bloody battle, if you want to say who can beat the other person to death without dying, that is pure nonsense. You have a gun, and I have one. If you hit me, I will die, and if I hit you, I will also die.
"Substitute people, they want to set up machine guns."
Sotun quickly shouted from inside the car.
"Pfft."
The two people climbed onto the side of the truck, silently pushed the dead body away, then armed their machine guns and continued to sweep away. The firepower lasted less than ten seconds. The two men were hit again and fell in the side of the truck on the spot.
"Quetta, what the hell are you thinking about? In Pakistan, four of them were killed by my machine gun."
Soton howled.
"Look at me, I've fucked myself."
Quetta returned with the same roar.
Sotun looked back. Not far away, Quetta's shoulder was bleeding. The bullet shells splashed in from the guard plate stuck to his skin and burned directly into the flesh. The four machine gunners next to him did the same. He also fell dead in the carriage, and Quetta, wearing a headset, also went into battle on his own.
"Are there any machine guns?"
Soton shouted to the driver behind him.
"No more." The strong young man holding the automatic step behind shouted while lying under the steel plate.
"I'm going to fuck you."
Sotun took off his military uniform and got into the truck from the back seat. Then he shouted to Quetta: "You pull the fire net, and I will go directly into their main building."
"Do it."
Quetta replied simply.
"Da da da da."
Sotun got on the truck, pointed the gun at the main building, and pulled the trigger. All the muscles in his body shook like crazy from the recoil, as if he was sitting on a massage chair.
"He wants to attack the main building. Our RPG should clear the way for him."
Han Laosan quickly shouted to the people behind the car.
The three Hummer H2s owned by him and Han Laosi were afraid to go in. The reason was very simple. Their tires had no guards. If they were shot, they would be basically useless.
Five seconds later.
"Swish swish."
Three lines of fire stretched out in the sky.
"Boom, boom."
The main door of the main building collapsed in an instant, and a hole with a diameter of more than three meters long appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Buzz."
Suoton's heavy-duty pickup truck rushed directly to the main building. As soon as the tires with steel chains stuck on them pressed onto the cement steps, sparks suddenly flew everywhere. Cement blocks the size of fists began to fly away one after another. From both sides of the tire guard, swish. The ejection.
"Bang, bang,."
The heavy-duty pickup truck rammed through the debris and drove directly into the main building.
"Surrender,."
"No more fighting, we surrender."
The seven or eight people in the main building hall raised their guns and knelt on the ground shouting.
"I voted for you. All four of my fucking machine gunners are dead."
Soton stood in the car, not talking about any "humanitarian spirit" at all. He turned the muzzle of the gun, pulled the trigger to the end, the bullets roared, and the people in the room were instantly swept away, their limbs flying.