This place is located on the border of India and Myanmar. Going west through the Patkai Mountains, you will reach the Naga hilly area of India. It is easy to cross the border. There are no Myanmar border guards here, and no one cares whether you cross the border or not.
Yan Fenghuo led the Blood Fox Brigade to rest and recuperate in the Lehei Mountain Forest, preparing to cross the border and enter India at any time.
This is her tactic, standard guerrilla warfare.
To swim is to walk, to attack is to fight. To swim but not to attack is to escape, to attack but not to swim is to be desperate. The essence of guerrilla warfare is that when the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy retreats, we advance, when the enemy is tired, we attack, and when the enemy flees, we pursue. Follow reasonable principles
The combat method based on the five basic principles of selecting a combat location, rapidly deploying troops, rationally allocating troops, rationally selecting combat opportunities, and quickly retreating after the battle is over is called guerrilla warfare.
Guerrilla warfare originated in China. It was used in the Battle of Wu and Chu in 512 BC. In modern times, guerrilla warfare became more and more popular. The founding leaders used creative guerrilla warfare to drive away the Japanese and the Kuomintang, and liberated the whole of China.
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The guerrilla warfare used by Yan Fenghuo is more advanced. Based on the guerrilla theory of the founding leaders of the People's Republic of China, he uses the national borders of various countries as advance and retreat bases to launch international guerrilla warfare that changes places with one shot.
Under this kind of guerrilla warfare, the Kachin Army suffered terribly. They could chase the Flame of Vengeance, but they could not extinguish it. Because the forest was too deep and the opponent was too cunning, they would not give you a chance to cast your net.
Air superiority fire suppression is even more unworkable. These guys will be broken into pieces in an instant when the helicopter arrives. They are not divided into tactical groups, but separated into individual soldiers. Forty-nine people, instantly scattered in all directions
, so that you don’t know which one to start with.
The most terrifying thing is that when these people are broken up into pieces and fight individually, their combat effectiveness is even stronger than when they fight together. They keep wandering and moving, and everyone has a sniper rifle.
Everyone has an assault rifle, and everyone has a rocket launcher. The whole thing is a single-soldier combat platform that exists for killing.
The Kachin Army's encirclement and suppression troops temporarily stopped their offensive. In the face of heavy losses, they needed to re-formulate their battle plan.
In the mountain forest, Yan Fenghuo stared devoutly at the sky between the trees, and uttered a sacred voice: "Amitabha, Infinite God, Almighty God, thank you for sending so many guilty people. As your most pious messenger, I will
Spare no effort to purify them and allow the pagans to convert to our Buddha, Allah the Greatest, Amitabha, may God be with them.”
Amitabha is Buddhism, Infinite Heaven is Taoism, Allah is Islam, and God is Christianity. Yan Fenghuo mixes these religions together incoherently, which sounds extremely funny, but his face is extremely pious, sacred and inviolable.
"Captain," the scholar came over and patted Yan Fenghuo on the shoulder and said, "It's time to purify. The Kachin Army is coming."
"How many heretics are here?" Yan Fenghuo turned around, his eyes were extremely bright, but this brightness was mixed with a strong scorching heat.
This kind of heat is no different from those fanatical believers who have been baptized by religion. It seems that Yan Fenghuo is a fanatic, and he has never experienced the world, and only has these gods in his heart.
"I'm not sure. Anyway, one will be purified one by one, and hundreds or even thousands will be purified." The scholar shrugged his shoulders indifferently and looked at Yan Fenghuo with the same burning eyes.
The talented man turned out to be like a fanatic, with a divine flavor exuding in his eyes. His passion was because of Yan Fenghuo. It seemed that only under the leadership of Yan Fenghuo could they achieve the final victory and purify the world under the guidance of God.
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"The Party is with you, the People's Republic of China is with you, and the Chinese people are with you." Yan Fenghuo smiled and reached out to lightly tap the scholar's forehead.
"What about God?" the scholar asked.
"God?" Yan Fenghuo smiled and said, "What bullshit? I can become a god or a devil in just one thought. Do you think I look like a god?"
The talented man shook his head.
"I am a saint, the most devout saint, and you -" Yan Fenghuo walked past the talented people, looked around at the Blood Fox warriors, and said slowly in the calmest voice: "You are also the same saints.
War is a holy war, a holy war that exists for purification. Holy war does not distinguish between occasions, locations, and races. He has his holy war, and I have mine. Holy war...Long live the holy war!"
"Awwww..."
"Long live the jihad! Long live the jihad!!!"
After the majestic howl of wolves, the entire mountain forest resounded with the roar of fanatics. The word sacred was in everyone's eyes, and the aura of a saint was exuded on everyone's body. Holy war, holy war, any battle
It can be called a holy war!
Yan Fenghuo raised his right hand to suppress the fanatical roar, and said with a smile: "I communicated with Allah, and he expressed that he was completely on our side, because I slapped his face and it made a crackling sound; Buddha is a man,
Refreshing man; let alone the Supreme Lord, he gave us a divine light to protect me and other Vajra body protectors; that bastard Jesus was a bit nagging, and after some preaching from me, he finally compromised, because I
Threatening that if he keeps chirping, I will sell the Virgin Mary to Cambodia... Well, everything is done, just wait for our purification."
Rumors, pure rumors. If there were outsiders present at this time, they would definitely think that this is a complete and hopeless lunatic.
But the heat in the eyes of the blood fox warrior who was listening became more and more intense, so thick that it became sticky and so thick that it could not be resolved.
"Saints, close your eyes and pray with me." Yan Fenghuo stretched out his hands in a half-cup position, and said with pious and sacred guidance: "I am a Chinese soldier, obey the leadership of the Communist Party of China, and serve the people wholeheartedly.
Serve, obey orders, strictly observe discipline, be brave and tenacious, not afraid of sacrifice, practice hard to kill the enemy, always be ready to fight, never betray the army, and defend the motherland to the death."
"I am a Chinese soldier, obey the leadership of the Communist Party of China, serve the people wholeheartedly, and strictly observe discipline..."
The solemn oath of enlistment rang out in the mountains and forests. No, it was not solemn, but it was so fanatical and pious that it was sacred. It was as if the Chinese Communist Party was a religion, and they were the most fanatical believers under the leadership of the party.
"The Party is with you, the People's Republic of China is with you, and the Chinese people are with you." Yan Fenghuo slowly opened his eyes, smiled, reached out and clicked on the remote control, and clicked forty-seven times.
After he finished clicking, a light of cruelty burst out from his originally peaceful eyes. He raised his gun and pointed south, shouting loudly: "Holy war! Holy war! There is only death in battle, no compromise! Attack!!!"
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With a "boom", the entire army rioted, like a frenzy, like a wild beast, like a roaring tsunami that rolled towards the Kachin army encircling and suppressing them from the south.
Cold iron clothes, body of the god of war, nine-death blood fox point mourning sound.
At one thousand meters, the visibility is zero, at five hundred meters, a figure is faintly moving, at three hundred meters, a body is visible, at one hundred meters, short blades meet each other.
Hearing the roaring flames of revenge, the Kachin Army soldiers seemed to be ignited by the war horns and the boiling blood in their bodies was ignited. They also roared violently, roared, and charged forward with guns in hand.
But when they rushed over like a tide, they found that there was no one in front of them. All the flames of revenge had disappeared, and the place disappeared without a trace. There were only the trampled weeds on the ground and the sound of the leaves blown by the wind.
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Where are the people? Where are the people? Where have all the people gone?!
Surprised and suspicious, the Kachin Army commander immediately ordered a retreat. He was keenly aware that this was a trap because it was not normal at all.
On both sides of the Kachin Army, the flames of revenge separated into two groups, running wildly in the mountains and forests, climbing up the big trees one after another, staring at the Kachin Army troops sandwiched in the middle.
Yan Fenghuo picked up the sniper rifle, locked the commander's head with a smile, and gently pressed back with his right index finger.
"Bang!"
The body of the Kachin Army commander suddenly fell backwards and fell to the ground. His head, which was hit by a sniper, exploded instantly, his brains splattered, and blood spurted out...