You can't run far in the rugged mountains at night. When the sun rose again, Danbo knew that he was only a small hill away from the camp, with a straight line of at most three hundred meters.
Danbo couldn't walk, and a 7.62mm machine gun bullet hit his thigh. Fortunately, it didn't hit the bone, and the bullet didn't stay in the muscle.
With the early morning light, you can clearly see the trousers with two holes. When you take off the trousers, you can see that there are also two holes on the thigh with dark blood stains.
It was really fatal. When I was shot at close range, the bullet penetrated before it could roll over. The entrance and exit were very small, and there was no more bleeding. Even though the wound was swollen badly, it was still hot to the touch. It didn't hurt when I pressed it with my fingers.
But if you don't find a doctor as soon as possible, the wound will become inflamed and it's not impossible for the entire leg to rot.
Danbo originally grabbed a gun, but he threw it away at night. A four- to five-kilogram assault rifle was usually fine with him, but now that he was carrying it, it would accelerate the consumption of Danbo's remaining physical strength.
Of course, Danbo didn't understand the reason. He only felt that with his thigh injured, the gun was too heavy to lift.
He lost his gun, but Danbo still had the general's watch with him. I heard that the watch was a foreign product and worth tens of thousands of dollars. He didn't dare to ask for tens of thousands, and he would be satisfied with a few thousand.
Climbing up the hill, you can see the destroyed camp. There are still a lot of people walking in and out of it. They should be those who think they can take advantage.
Danbo subconsciously wanted to stay away from this place. He just wanted to go home and find a doctor to heal his leg injury. As for the camp, it was too dangerous.
In fact, the danger appeared a month ago.
There is a rumor in the camp that a company called "Shengguang" has obtained government permission to invest and develop in border areas. It was only at Muse Port at first, but soon appeared at Houqiao, Diantan, Nanxian and other ports.
The reason why a port is a port is because it has superior transportation conditions and facilitates border trade.
Originally, the border armed police only guarded these ports, but the Holy Light went on the offensive and used the ports as a stronghold to go to Myanmar to invest.
If it's just a point, the local forces in northern Myanmar can just tolerate it. After all, they really can't defeat it. Regardless of the quality of the soldiers or weapons and equipment, they are not at the same level.
But when these points are connected in a line, various local forces can't stand it. No matter what their previous positions were, no one is willing to watch the 'Holy Light' invade their territory.
The 'Holy Light' not only leaves the border port, but also goes deep into the villages, from point to line and then to the surface. It has strong strength and can provide materials and public services that local forces cannot provide at all.
The group uses good public security, education, medical care, etc. to compete for people's hearts.
In this kind of competition, the local forces were completely defeated. They only had stilted houses, broken guns with insufficient ammunition, and a few outdated off-road vehicles. With this kind of power, they relied on coercion and inducement to bully the people, and they could only hide when dealing with the regular army.
Want to fight guerrilla warfare? Without the support of the grassroots masses, how can you fight guerrilla warfare? Opposite us are the ancestors of guerrilla warfare, and they have many experiences and lessons.
The villagers in the mountains ate rice provided by the Holy Light, wore second-hand clothes given by the Holy Light, watched VCDs given by the Holy Light, and happily shoveled all the tobacco fields.
Each village of "Holy Light" has one or two squads of "agricultural technicians" stationed there. As long as a dozen people are equipped with machine guns and rocket launchers, they can form an indestructible forward stronghold.
What do local forces use to gnaw on?
The 'Holy Light' gives money and things, but the local forces are robbing money and things. It is self-evident who the ordinary villagers seek refuge in - 'The Appearance of the Buddha' is an upright psychological excuse for them, and they give to the 'Holy Light' without any burden.
'Be the party that leads the way.
The forces that Danbo belonged to could not bear this kind of oppressive pressure. They had to move away or fight back. So the general sent people to attack Mengxi Village a week ago in an attempt to take back this village that could provide food and tobacco.
But that attack was a joke. Fifty people gathered before dark and pressed outside the village before dawn. They tried hard to rush into the village, but were stopped by a heavy machine gun outside the village.
When machine gun bullets swept through the woods, the tree trunks were shaken by the beating, and fallen leaves and broken branches rustled down, the morale of the attacking team immediately dropped to zero.
More than fifty people were so frightened that they did not dare to move. After being hit by a rifle grenade, they were so frightened that they ran away.
The general yelled at him for this, but there was nothing he could do. The only thing he could do was to try to contact more people, either to negotiate or to launch a larger attack.
But there is nothing to say now. Helicopter airborne raid, a very new style of play. Relying on clear intelligence support, sudden attack and rapid retreat.
Although it was only a small-scale battle, the enemy was also fighting against the five scum. But after the battle, I felt so good in China, as I had never felt before - it turns out that as long as I have advanced equipment, I can be so strong!
Where have the local armed forces in northern Myanmar seen this? A small force was finished by this. Other forces have to consider the consequences of disobedience.
Danbo didn't understand this. He picked up a branch as a crutch and moved his feet to go home. The thigh that was shot had no feeling, making it extremely inconvenient to move. He knew that he had to find a doctor as soon as possible, otherwise he would die.
Where to go?
Go to Laojie Town.
Danbo expected to sell the watch there. He looked at his legs and lowered his expectations again. As long as he sold it for a few hundred dollars, it would be enough to live on.
Laojie Town is to the east of Muse Town, opposite the Nanshan Port, and is also a key point of contention between several local forces. Without Zhou Qingfeng, for more than 20 years, there would still be artillery shells crossing the border and landing on the Yunnan side.
Danbo was thirsty and hungry at the moment, and there wasn't even a sip of water in the mountains. He could only grit his teeth and hold on, leaning on branches to move step by step. He didn't know if he could make it to Laojie Town, but if he didn't move forward, he would be dead.
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It took a whole day to move without moving more than a few kilometers, and Danbo's physical strength was very exhausted. His injured thigh began to hurt, and it was painful to touch it.
The wound also burst open and oozed blood. The whole pair of pants became wet and wet, and the fabric was hard because it was soaked in blood. He would die soon.
In despair, Tanbo could only stop on the dirt road in the mountains. He could stand at first, but soon he could only sit down. As the sun rose and the moon set, he could only lie down.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a sound from the mountains. There was a strange rumbling sound approaching. Tanbo only looked up at the sky, and his vision became increasingly blurry. He saw someone appear, but he could no longer see the other person's face clearly.
"Captain, there is someone lying here."
"Dead yet?"
"He's still breathing. He had a gunshot wound on his leg. It's fatal. The bullet went through it."
"Two knives, it's your turn."
"Hell, don't call me 'Two Swords', I'm a military doctor. If you call me 'Two Swords' again, don't come to me if you get hurt."
Danba could no longer see, but he could still feel someone moving him. He was lifted and placed on a stretcher. Someone cut off his trouser legs, re-debrided and bandaged him, and administered infusions.
At that moment, Danbo shed tears. He knew he could still live.