If you want to successfully carry out a raid, there are many options to choose from. Using a cold weapon like a knife as close as possible to the target is undoubtedly the most difficult.
It is precisely because of this difficulty that the inscrutability of the officers is highlighted.
It was not easy to kill more than 30 people, not more than 30 pigs, silently, but the officers did it so easily, which made Zha Peng and the others respect their officers even more.
Even if it is a small level, there is a warehouse. After cleaning up the corpses, Zha Peng and the others were ordered to enter the level and start sorting it out. No matter what it was, all the items were neatly sorted and sorted, ready to be taken away after the battle.
The supplies from the British were quite good, at least in Zhapeng's opinion, including boxes and boxes of various cans, brand-new military uniforms, all kinds of quilts, and of course all kinds of guns and ammunition.
While the supplies were being sorted, an officer came in and picked out a few sets of clothes to take away. Then a group of burly men put on these clothes and stood guard at the checkpoint in a dignified manner.
This made Zha Peng simply frightened and inexplicable. These officers were too courageous.
Surprise comes as a surprise. As the sky gets brighter and there are more and more pedestrians on the road, this small checkpoint has actually started to operate.
Seeing those officers speaking stumblingly in English, not forgetting to pick up things, and making those greedy Indians come to life, Zhapeng and the others couldn't help but be impressed.
These officers are so powerful. If all of them can speak foreigners, will we have to imitate the envy and jealousy of a former member of the Free Army in the future?
Aren't you studying every day? Study hard and you'll probably have a chance in the future. Zha Peng has an ideal and touches his chin to think about it.
Chapeng himself can still speak a few words of Chinese. In fact, because of the large number of Chinese, everyone in Chiang Mai can speak a few words of Chinese. This does not mean that Chiang Mai people are very studious, but it only proves the influence of Chinese culture.
proficiency and popularity of Chinese.
Recently, Zha Peng has been learning Chinese. Zha Peng is studying it very hard. He hopes that one day he can use Chinese to communicate with Master Xu. In that case, Master Xu will truly regard him as one of his own.
When the sun was almost overhead, a group of Indian soldiers driving a carriage came meandering along the mountain road.
Although they are all our own people, the soldiers at the checkpoint have no selfish intentions. They are almost strict in their business affairs. When checking documents, they almost have to look over them over and over again.
The Indian officer leading the team didn't care. He said hello in English and chatted wordlessly with the defenders. More than a dozen defenders were not at their posts at this time, and sauntered into the escort convoy calmly.
Among Indian soldiers.
Guarding checkpoints seems to be a very lucrative job. These defenders are all generous. They throw cigarettes into the car in packs instead of handing out cigarettes one by one. They are even more friendly when greeting people.
, a sincere smile on his face is irresistible. Sending him a smile before he even opens his mouth is really refreshing.
Without much effort, the officers and soldiers of the defenders and the transport convoy were already familiar with each other.
Noon is the hottest time of the day, and no one wants to drive under the scorching sun at this time. Since there are people here who are willing to entertain, the soldiers escorting the supplies are happy to relax.
There was still some disharmony, perhaps because the delay took too long. A British officer on horseback at the rear of the convoy was really impatient. He rode over and slapped his face with a scolding.
Immediately in the level, two officers came up to them, with the same red eyebrows and green eyes, and the same rank of captain.
Without saying a few words, the horse-riding officer was welcomed into the pavilion in the checkpoint to sit idle. After a while, the sound of music, chatter and laughter could be heard.
Now that the officers are all resting, the soldiers are not polite. There are too many people to sit in the pavilion. It is still possible to sit in the shade next to the cliff or under a big tree.
The checkpoint side has been prepared for a long time. As more and more soldiers come here, fruits and cold water will be delivered immediately.
This is the feeling of providing help in times of need. For a moment, the soldiers escorting the supplies felt that the officers and soldiers in the checkpoint were closer to each other than their own relatives. Look, on such a hot day, the soldiers escorting the supplies had already gone to enjoy the cool air. On the contrary,
The soldiers who were originally guarding the level went to guard those carriages, which was really embarrassing.
Since I felt embarrassed, I wanted to at least be polite, so the Indian officer leading the team pretended to stand up and prepare to say a few polite words.
It was really too hot. Why was my head a little dizzy? Could it be that I had heatstroke? This was the only thing the Indian officer said, and then he fell down.
Just like sending a signal, as the Indian officer fell to the ground, the soldiers fell one after another like dominoes. Only a few people could still hold on precariously, but it looked like they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Zha Peng, come here to me. After work, an officer shouted hello.
Zha Peng and the others did not dare to neglect, so they rushed out and lined up neatly in front of the superior.
I confiscated all the weapons of these people, stripped them of their clothes, shoes, etc., then threw them into the ditch, and then loaded the supplies you just sorted out into the trucks. Our evacuation officer issued several orders in one go.
A follow-up question: Do you remember everything?
Remember, sir, strip the person naked and throw them into the ditch, and load the things into the car. Zha Pengyan repeated the order concisely and concisely.
Very good, be quick with your hands and feet and take action immediately. After the officer finished speaking, he went back to the pavilion to continue enjoying the shade.
A former Free Army soldier in the ditch was a bit shocked.
Why, you don't want Zhapeng to remain calm.
How can that be done? The soldier still has some sharp eyesight.
Then hurry up, if you dare not take action, then I will throw you into the ditch too. After Zha Peng said this, he put his gun on his back and went over to start working.
This level is built in an open space next to a mountain road, next to a bottomless cliff. If you throw someone down from here, you probably won't even be able to find the body.
There are countless wild animals in the primeval forest. It only takes two or three days for all kinds of wild animals to eat up these people and leave nothing behind.
Two hours later, Zha Peng got on the carriage and headed back. On the carriage were piles of various supplies.
Unlike Puchana and the others, they were also driving the carriage back, but at the end of the convoy, there were several officers who were responsible for covering up the mess. It was about ten kilometers from the checkpoint to the temporary camp. The location of Xiaguan Road
Choosing a fork in the road, unless the Indians search all over the place, they will never find the temporary camp of the officers.
When night fell, Zha Peng was already lying in the tent. Looking back on the experience of this day, Zha Peng made up his mind that he must follow the young master of the Xu family in this life.
