The shelling had just ended when the rumble of tanks and armored vehicles reached the ears of the survivors in the military camp like muffled thunder.

Beyond the smoke of battle, countless terrifying ghost legions appeared.

Of the fewer than 20,000 surviving soldiers, most of those who were still able to move abandoned their weapons and fled desperately eastward for their lives.

No one dared to surrender, because they knew the Dragon Gang's rules:

On the battlefield, no survivors are ever taken, and no prisoners are accepted.

Unless you surrendered voluntarily before the battle, this does not apply.

Smarter soldiers will take off their uniforms while escaping and specifically seek out secluded spots to hide in...

Unfortunately, the road leading to Lai City Port to the east had long been occupied by two machine gun battalions of the Flying Eagle Special Forces.

After the 101st Heavy Combined Armored Brigade joined the battlefield, it also sent an armored battalion.

The two units were both under the command of the Kachin Independence Army, which was under the control of the Dragon Gang, and they often trained and exercised together.

After exchanging unit numbers and locations, they proceeded with their plans to intercept the fleeing troops.

From the southern barracks of Port Mores, there is only one dilapidated asphalt road leading east.

Six kilometers from the military camp lies a hilly area.

A section of the asphalt road must pass through this complex hilly terrain.

After a brief discussion, the commanders of the two Dragon Gang units quickly devised a "pocket plan" to lure their prey into a trap.

The armored battalion of the combined arms brigade advanced two kilometers and laid an ambush at the entrance of the hilly pocket formation.

As long as armored stealth units remain silent and do not fire, they cannot be easily detected.

Meanwhile, the two machine gun battalions of the Flying Eagles were positioned in ambush on both sides of the road in the middle of the hilly terrain.

The Eight Passes are symmetrical on both sides of the road, with a total of 16 hilltops, each of which is equipped with at least 30 light and heavy machine guns.

Behind the machine gun position, an additional mortar squad was set up.

Such a firepower configuration is a terrifying human-reaping array.

If the more than 10,000 Indonesian defeated soldiers dare to sneak into the pocket, they'll be left crying for their parents.

......

Three o'clock in the morning.

A convoy of trains appeared first on the asphalt road.

More than 20 military vehicles or jeeps that had managed to escape from the military camp led the way.

Due to years of disrepair, the road surface was uneven, causing the convoy to move slowly.

One kilometer behind the convoy, there was a dense mass of people.

The defeated Indonesian army, in a sorry state, struggled to push forward on the 20-meter-wide road.

In the rear military camp, the Dragon Gang's hidden forces were clearing the battlefield.

Staying means certain death.

The only way to survive is to follow the main force eastward, get away from Port Mores as soon as possible, and ideally reach the sphere of influence of the UN forces.

......

"Commander of Position 1, this is the 8th Armored Battalion of the Combined Arms Brigade. Please respond upon receipt."

A male voice rang out in the temporary command channel of the hill position.

A second later, a reply came from the communicator: "Received, this is position number 1."

"Attention, position 1: About 1 kilometer ahead of the main force of the defeated army, there is an enemy convoy of 23 vehicles of various types, none of which are carrying heavy weapons."

"Position 1 received. How long until the convoy reaches our ambush zone?"

"Judging by visual estimation, there are about 20 minutes left."

"Understood. Please rest assured, brothers of the armored battalion. I will immediately send a company to lay mines and set up an ambush two kilometers to the east. The trap will let the convoy pass first to avoid alerting the enemy."

"Very good, wish you success!"

"Thanks to all the brothers in the armored battalion. Let's watch the show later!"

......

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In the darkness, Tuwak sat in a jeep in the convoy, wearily closing his eyes to rest.

As the commander of the 7th Division of the Indonesian Army, he narrowly escaped death from the shelling tonight.

His defeated army had lost all its weapons and armor, and its morale was completely shattered. Even if they were to be regrouped, they would be utterly ineffective in combat.

The military is important, but my own life is even more important.

Tuwak firmly believed that even the United States army, which claimed to be the world's number one, would not dare to claim victory against the Dragon Gang's heavily armed and stealthy legion.

Not to mention those third-rate Asian armies.

The constant bumping of the jeep made Tuwak's buttocks ache.

He frowned, opened his eyes, and looked out at the night sky: "Where is this place?"

"Commander, this place is called Badaokou, a famous hilly area, and it's the only way to Laicheng Port..."

The guard holding the steering wheel answered him.

“Badakou, hilly terrain?” Tuwak frowned even more. “At the current speed, how long will it take to get through Badakou?”

"Commander, the road conditions are bad, it will probably take 50 minutes to get through."

"Tell the convoy to speed up, don't worry about the vehicles breaking down!"

"yes!"

The guards flashed their high beams several times, signaling the convoy to speed up.

He then stepped on the gas and overtook the military truck in front of him from the right...

The convoy bumped along as it entered the Badaokou mountain road.

One kilometer behind, the throngs of defeated soldiers seemed to sense something, and some of them began to accelerate.

Unaware of what was happening, the crowd mustered their strength and rushed forward desperately.

The firelight in the rear military camp grew dimmer and dimmer.

The rumbling of armored vehicles was a muffled sound as they approached from a distance.

Seeing the convoy accelerating and the crowd in front running forward desperately, the soldiers in the middle and at the back panicked even more.

People began to leave the road, scattering and fleeing along the ridges of fields and in the wilderness.

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