"He? Wasn't he pressed by the Japanese artillery tower in the northeast?" Meng frowned and subconsciously said the long-standing meme.

"Meng is annoyed! Your father's tail is being pressed by the Japanese!" Milong, who had not walked too far, heard this clearly, and was so angry that he turned his head and cursed.

"No, then what are you doing? Where can I find my father on this wilderness?"

Milong was too lazy to explain, so he continued to go up the mountain to search for it. The hillside here made him feel very familiar, just like the place he met Shangguan Jieci.

That was an important turning point in his life. He also experienced several major events that survived the disaster by marrying a wife and burying his father.

Especially the former father-in-law of Shangguan Jieci who was buried, although he had nothing to do with the old man, he finally dug a hole and buried it with his own hands. He even kowtowed in front of his grave a few times, which was also a witness to his walking with Shangguan Jieci.

This extremely ritualistic behavior is not considered a son better than a son. Even if I have a kiss, I am just like this. Although I don’t say it, Milong still regards this as an extremely important thing.

Now that he seems to be revisiting the old place, he has the idea of ​​going to see the tomb. If he can find it, he will naturally have to repair it well, but he will have a thought.

They did walk this road when they first withdrew from Myanmar, but there was more than one place where the vast mountains and forests looked like, and it was not so easy to find.

Meng Fu was so angry that he shook his head. As long as the guy was not here, he would start to let himself go. It was really not good to run around the mountains and fields. Do you also take him as the No. 2 commander seriously?

"Everyone, return to the team immediately!"

"Let's go back."

Hearing the orders of the deputy regiment commander, the soldiers running around quickly returned to their respective teams. No matter how brave they were, they would not dare to challenge the authority of the commander.

"I'm annoyed, what do you mean? Is it true that sincerity disgusting me?" Milong was displeased. Why wasn't he deliberately trying to confront him?

"What else is it? Is it a bad thing again? Are you here to fight or sacrifice to your father? Is it decent? Who was there? I almost died of getting married in a war and getting married in a wife in a war. I don't have a memory!"

Milong was stunned. This was the first time he saw the cynical Meng Fan, who had such a big temper, which completely refreshed his worldview.

"I'm annoyed, you..."

"What's the name annoying? Calling the deputy commander, what's the etiquette?"

Meng was ruthless and scolded him with a stern voice. This time, it was the first time he led a group of actions alone. It would be fake to say that there was no pressure.

Milong, who believed that he was in the wrong, had no reason to refute it. He blushed and held it in for a long time, and a half-word popped up.

If you want to be a good leader and lead a good army, you must first put aside your private friendships and treat anyone equally. What's more, you are still going deep into the enemy-occupied area. Who can convince him without establishing some prestige?

"Hmph! When you go back, go to the gendarmerie to get 5 boards. If you don't have any organization or discipline, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"Oh my... Meng Fun, why are you so capable? You'll be fucked after you finish eating..."

"Bang!"

Before Milong could finish spraying his trash words, a gunshot suddenly came from the distant mountain.

The birds on the tree were flew away in shock, and the soldiers squatted down and looked around vigilantly. The sudden soft voice made everyone's heart pinch in their throats.

“Haosh…!”

In just two or three seconds, before Meng Fan could give the order, another rapid shooting sounded from the mountain.

Milong and Meng Fan looked at each other, both of whom saw shock from each other's eyes. They were very familiar with this sound, that was the sound of Thomson firing!

"Everyone should be careful and not harsh. Take them to watch the surroundings, and the guard company followed me up and tent!"

"yes!"

After saying that, Meng Fan led the soldiers to the direction of the gunshots. Milong took the lead and rushed to the front with a machine gun.

The situation seemed to be getting worse, and gunfire kept coming from the hillside in front of the left, and that location happened to be where Milong just brought people to go over and look for.

With the sound of gunfire, the group finally arrived on the top of the mountain. What caught my eye was a three-person tactical team being suppressed behind several trees. Just in front of them, more than 20 Japanese Japanese were shooting desperately at them.

Looking at it, a soldier was already lying on the ground. A Type 96 light machine gun pushed the remaining two people so hard that they couldn't raise their heads. It was a Japanese patrol team.

"Roar up and kill them!"

"superior!"

A regiment of guard companies quickly stepped forward, first with machine guns to attract fire, and then allowed the remaining soldiers to encircle from the left and right wings, and in an instant, surrounded the Japanese squad.

Milong and two men set up machine guns on the flanks. Before he could fire, a platoon that went around the back of the Japanese launched a charge.

The dense gunfire kept ringing, and the grenades were still flying up and down. The Japanese could not withstand such terrifying firepower. Only one round of strikes were used to kill more than twenty Japanese soldiers.

"Bah! That's all? It's too fucking to fight." Milong walked over with his hands holding mg3 with his fierce spirit, and kicked the Japanese corpse that had turned into a sieve under his feet.

Just a few Japanese were not enough to get stuck in their teeth, but Meng Fanle didn't have the same thoughts as he did. He just walked halfway through the Japanese patrol. It seemed that the road ahead was not peaceful.

"Can't be too late anymore. I ordered everyone to organize their equipment and prepare to set off. Contact him, and ask where they have been."

After this episode, a group of people dared not delay along the way. After all, they have now penetrated deep into the enemy's back. It is easy to hide several teams in this vast tropical rainforest. It is possible to encounter enemies anytime and anywhere on the marching road.

Meng Fanle was exactly as expected. As they went deeper into the central Shan State of Myanmar, the probability of meeting the Japanese army became increasingly greater. The first battalion, which had only left for half a day, fought three encounters.

Fortunately, there are not many enemies, just individual patrols or along defense bases. In order not to cause chain reaction, the soldiers resolve the battle as quickly as possible, and do not let any Japanese escape from the battlefield.

Unlike Meng Fanlai and others, after two days and one night of rapid marching, Long Weng led 24 Falcon players through the primitive jungle between Wancheng and Lashio, and had arrived at the periphery of Lashio, and was quietly searching and moving forward.
Chapter completed!