"put!"

As the artillery commander waved his flag, 32 tanks, 30 Msta-C2C19 152mm self-propelled howitzers, and 280 heavy mortars roared simultaneously.

The last stronghold of resistance in Dongzhi City was instantly engulfed by a sea of ​​fire.

At the very front of the streets and alleys in the west of the city.

A remnant of the Burmese army, engulfed in flames, rushed out of the mosque, only to be riddled with bullets by the waiting machine gunners of the Dragon Gang.

Meanwhile, the Burmese troops who were hiding in civilian areas were completely stunned.

What are you doing, Dragon Gang?

What happened to the promised urban warfare?

Why have they started attacking indiscriminately?

You're so cruel that you don't even spare ordinary people, huh?

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to the Burmese army's lamentations and cries.

War is often so cruel and merciless.

There are countless examples of how Heaven treats all things as straw dogs, and how war treats ordinary people as ants.

At this point, aside from striving for victory to the greatest extent possible, human life is the least valuable thing.

......

The shelling, which lasted for more than half an hour, turned an area within a two-kilometer radius to the west of the city into ruins.

As a result, thousands of civilians were mixed in with the defeated army and became innocent casualties of the war.

Many more could only desperately flee the collapsing buildings, hiding among the rubble, praying that the disaster would end soon...

The bombardment ceased.

Apart from the smoke of burning and the ruins of walls, there was no longer a complete alleyway.

At this moment, the Dragon Gang's ground offensive began...

Thirty-two tanks lined up in a row, rumbling forward through the dilapidated streets and alleys.

Behind the tanks, more than 4,000 Dragon Gang guards, armed with various light and heavy weapons, swarmed across a vast expanse of ruins like ants.

In this situation, most of the remaining Burmese soldiers had already been killed by the previous heavy artillery bombardment.

Those who were lucky enough to survive were terrified and dropped their weapons, kneeling at the foot of the broken wall and raising their hands in surrender.

......

More than twenty minutes later.

Xiang Shanhe stepped over the broken rubble and entered Major General Ne Win's residence, located in the southwest of Dongzhi City.

The three-story building, which was mostly destroyed by the bomb, had 20 boxes of Burmese kyat gold notes half-burned amidst the broken walls and rubble, with the flames barely extinguished.

Next to the gold yuan notes, there was a large safe about two meters tall.

Xiang Shanhe ordered his men to pry open the charred safe, and found it filled with gold bars and jade jewelry.

Besides gold bars and jewelry, he also pulled out an account book wrapped in oilcloth.

If this were an ordinary ledger, it would stand out too conspicuously among piles of precious gold and jewels.

Therefore, Xiang Shanhe could immediately guess its importance.

He casually flipped through the pages, and his eyes immediately lit up.

It turned out that this ledger was actually the record of Newin's arms and drug smuggling transactions.

With this evidence, it would be enough to send Ne Win and dozens of Burmese military generals directly to a military court.

.................................

Southern foot of Yeren Mountain.

The area is covered in dense jungle, with tall tropical trees blocking most of the sunlight.

Kachin hunter Yan Chi stuffs bamboo rice into his basket, with a short knife at his waist and an ancestral animal tooth necklace attached to it.

He squatted among the aerial roots of the banyan tree, watching a Burmese army logistics convoy roll along the muddy mountain road two kilometers away.

Twenty military trucks, their dark green tarpaulins clearly visible in the sunlight.

"Signal to the Dragon Gang, the enemy has entered the artillery ambush zone!" Yan Chi looked up and gestured to a young hunter on the treetop.

The boy understood, took out a lens, and reflected the light onto a distant mountain peak. Three long and two short flashes pierced the forest...

One minute later.

Hundreds of gray-white fire dragons rose into the air from the foot of the opposite mountain, and the shrill whistling of the BM-8 rocket launcher startled countless birds in the forest.

Immediately afterwards, violent explosions erupted between the convoy.

Flames and thick smoke billowed.

The thunder rumbled and echoed throughout the entire Savage Valley.

......

Myanmar military command post.

Newin abruptly flung open the military tent. He stared at the dozens of plumes of smoke rising from the distant mountain path, speechless for a long time.

The supply team that came from Yangon has been completely wiped out.

"Damn it, it's the BM-8 rocket launcher again!"

The chief of staff hissed and cursed, his fingers trembling as he handed Nevin a newly received telegram:

"Commander, our scouts have found wooden arrows, commonly used by Kachin hunters, at multiple explosion sites. They were likely guiding the enemy's rocket artillery units and indicating the coordinates..."

Nawen's face turned ashen upon hearing this.

He finally understood where those mysterious attacks came from.

With these native Kachin hunters as guides, where in this Savage Mountain is there any safety?

To the enemy, this was nothing more than a large-scale hunting game.

These self-righteous Burmese soldiers are the pitiful prey.

At this moment, Nawyn was both annoyed and conflicted:

The strategy of surrounding the mountains had already failed, and now the Burmese army's logistical supplies had been cut off.

The main base, Dongzhi City, is facing the imminent arrival of the Dragon Gang's army.

Withdrawing troops now leaves the future uncertain.

But if they don't retreat, these thousands of people will be stuck in the mountains, without food or supplies, and will have to live in constant fear of that ghost rocket artillery unit.

The soldiers' lives were constantly being consumed, and their morale was increasingly low.

The longer this continues, the more dangerous the situation will become for the Burmese troops surrounding the mountain.

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