Staring at Mao Juetun angrily.

What a treacherous villain!

Taking out their service pistols, the young commanders glared with angry expressions and red eyes.

If I really become a commander without troops, how will I survive in northern Myanmar in the future?

Will my enemies let me go?

Without his men to guard the house, how could he rob houses? How could he make a fortune?

Looking at Mao Juetun angrily, the young commanders began to exchange glances. If nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen.

Mao Juetun seemed to have noticed something. He pulled out a wire from the walkie-talkie and plugged it into the portable encrypted radio. The paralyzed communication gradually began to recover.

The technology from the United Empire can save him from communication being cut off.

This is the advantage of technology!

The young commanders widened their eyes and began tapping on their walkie-talkies, only to find that only Mao Juetun had restored communication, and their own communications were still paralyzed.

The king's contempt swept across the group of small commanders, and Mao Juetun sneered:

"Put away your thoughts and schemes. If you dare to secretly deal with me, when the generals get angry, not even a dog in your family will survive."

After he finished speaking, he shook the walkie-talkie in his hand and resumed the call.

really!

General Yan's voice came from the intercom, asking urgently, "How's the battle going?"

Staring intently at the junior commanders, Mao Juetun replied, "General, the rebels have strong firepower. One-third of the stragglers have already met with disaster."

"Very good! Be careful over there and watch out for those little bastards, don't let them hurt you." General Yan is indeed a veteran on the battlefield, and he has already thought of the possible dangers for his subordinates.

"General, I am with them. If I die and they are not, it means that this group of people want to betray you!" Mao Juetun spoke loudly. After he said this, the faces of the small commanders changed drastically, and they felt as if they had eaten a pound of flies.

"Let them continue to charge and fight until the last man. This general will take them in and will not treat them unfairly." General Yan gave his request.

This scene is very similar to the promise made by the fire fanner!

At this moment, some people from the front line retreated, looking dusty and dirty, obviously affected by the aftermath of the bomb.

"Commander, let's retreat. There's no way to fight this battle. The gap is too big. We haven't even seen what the enemy looks like." A confidant of a small commander said in a bad tone.

It's too depressing to die for others!

We agreed to attack together!

In the end, we were the only ones charging forward, and those who came to help became the main force. Isn't this bullying!

Sure enough, this person's words resonated with everyone. The commanders present were all arrogant and proud, and no one wanted to be used as a gun.

Little thief!

You dare to ruin my plan? You're looking for death!

Looking at his complaining confidant, Mao Juetun pulled out his service pistol, aimed at the confidant who had spoken and fired a shot...

Bang!

As the gunshot rang out, the confidant's brain burst and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"You, you bastard, I'm going to kill you." The young commander couldn't stand it anymore. The confidant who died was his brother-in-law.

Kill my relatives!

I want you torn into pieces!

"Come on! Shoot, the generals are listening." Holding the walkie-talkie, Mao Juetun was not afraid at all.

"If you dare to kill my beloved general, there will be no place for you in the world." General Yan said in a cold voice on the walkie-talkie.

"Calm down, calm down, everyone calm down!"

The other small commanders were all smart people. After hearing General Yan's voice, they joined the team to persuade peace.

The expression of the young commander holding the gun was out of control many times, with gnashing teeth and unwillingness switching back and forth on his face. If he were to act, he would definitely win the Best Actor award.

By turning off the intercom, Mao Juetun gave in, which was also a way for the other party to save face.

If you really push the other party into a corner, it would be a huge loss even if you sacrifice your life.

Seeing this, the other commanders began to make plans.

"Captain Mao, it's not impossible for General Yan to take us in. Can you leave some people for us?" Looking at each other, several young commanders said pitifully.

In northern Myanmar, which is even more cruel than the world of immortal cultivation, strength determines everything and only the weak can talk about reason.

"Then it depends on your performance." Mao Juetun twisted his lips and revealed a meaningful smile.

I understand!

Several young commanders were very good at observing people's expressions. They approached Mao Juetun with flattering hands and stretched out their hands to shake hands. When the towel covered the handshake, a new deal began.

"You can keep five people!" Mao Juetun said, feeling the sincerity.

"Thank you for your hard work, Captain Mao!" The young commander who shook hands with him also expressed his gratitude.

It's time for the next person to shake hands.

"That's right! You can keep twenty people." Mao Juetun was like a warmongerer. Both parties knew the amount of the bribe in every handshake.

The last person to shake hands was the young commander who wanted to shoot him.

"You can only keep two people!" Mao Juetun's face darkened, and it was obvious that the price he asked for was a bit harsh.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the young commander shook hands again. This time, Mao Juetun's expression was obviously much better.

"Ten people, this is my biggest concession!" Mao Juetun said, and the young commander who shook hands with him for the last time was sad.

He clearly has 600 people under his command. After today, what's the difference between him and a commander without troops?

If General Yan had not offered to take him in, he would have really dared to shoot Mao Juetun just now.

attack!

attack!

attack!

…

After reaching an agreement, the small commanders waved flags and issued orders.

This is a battle without suspense, and it is also a battle dominated by big men.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Facing the purgatory, countless bloodthirsty warriors rushed in.

People who are afraid of death can be found everywhere, but only in northern Myanmar are people used to life and death, and are not so afraid of death.

An hour later, the battle was over.

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