On a winding village road in the mountains of Southeast Asia, a half-old black seven-seater commercial vehicle was driving at a snail's pace, and was occasionally overtaken by tricycles pulling crops or children riding bicycles. A naughty little boy even rode his bicycle alongside it and looked inside curiously.
"Damn it, kid, what are you looking at? Are you looking for a beating?" Biaozi lowered the car window angrily and glared at the child threateningly.
The little boy stuck out his tongue, made a face, and pedaled his bike hard to overtake the other boy.
The village road was full of puddles of various sizes. Suddenly, the car shook, and the man sitting in the back holding his wife began to curse again.
"Fu Cai, can you drive more steadily? If my wife wakes up, I'll beat you to death."
The man holding his sleeping wife had a look of disgust on his face.
"Brother, I've been overtaken by the kids on the side of the road riding on two wheels. How can I keep it steady? If I want to make it more stable, I can just get off and push it. The road is like this, and I have no other choice..." Fu Chai was almost depressed by being scolded all the way, and finally couldn't help complaining.
"Damn it, these bastards tamper with taxes every year. They keep shouting about building roads and bridges to improve people's livelihoods, but they don't have any extra money for military spending. Look at what they've done to people's livelihoods. The roads aren't even as thick as a piece of cake."
The furious man narrowed his eyes slightly, "When I get back this time, I'm going to fucking shoot a bunch of these termites to death."
"Brother, we're all fine, why don't you go back to Yangon? Are we just going to take this loss? Look how scared Sister Xi is."
Poha behind asked in frustration.
Baru glanced at his wife, who had been running a fever all night and had just recovered a little, and gritted his teeth. "Suffer a loss? Suffering a loss is my style?"
"Then why didn't you chase them? The hatch of that bastard I shot was like a hornet's nest. I could have shot them down in two minutes. I just can't understand it. It's so frustrating."
Boha still feels regretful about the bonus that was about to be won from the air battle a few days ago. Meiyi has always wanted to open a restaurant, and if he saves a little more, he will have the capital.
"You know shit, if you can figure it out, I'll give you this seat." Baru glared at him angrily and said,
"I'm just turning the tables on the enemy. There's no point in shooting down two helicopters. The traitor is in the headquarters in the military and political building. If I don't find this guy, he's in the dark and can stab me in the back at any time. I might as well kill him once and for all to prevent future trouble." It was rare for the superior to be in the mood to give his subordinates some advice.
"Brother, that's not right. Even if we want to kill the traitor, we should go to Yangon or Naypyidaw. Why go to northern Myanmar?"
"There's writing on the traitor's face? You can see it at a glance." Baru wanted to slap this useless guy to death.
"Brother, can we catch the traitor by going to northern Myanmar?" Fu Chai, who was driving in front, interrupted.
"The traitors and drug traffickers are colluding with each other. One is after the Mekong River's waterway, and the other is after the military power in my hands. If I don't let their assassination plan succeed, how can they stick their necks out?
Now, northern Myanmar is in chaos. Cham Phum is staying in Yangon on the pretext of illness. If something happens to me, the military government will have no time to take care of the north, and drug traffickers will run rampant. It is a good time to reopen the Mekong River waterway.
Xue wants to kill me, so I want to see if he has the teeth to do it..."
"I understand now, brother. This is called killing two birds with one stone, right?" Boha's eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly realized, "Brother, you are worthy of being my brother."
Killing a traitor can be rewarded with some money, but killing a drug dealer is a great achievement. Not only will the army reward you, but the boss will also give you a personal reward. That's the money you need to open a restaurant.
The car finally drove into the main road after dark. The group had a quick bite at a roadside restaurant and then hurried on their way.
Nanxi was drowsy during the day, but by night her fever had subsided and she was much more awake, but still listless. She leaned on her husband and asked,
"Hubby, the news of our attack has reached Yangon. Luluyana and the others must be very worried. Should we tell them? A-Chuang probably won't know, but A-Jie must have gotten the news. That kid has a strong temper, so don't let anything mess up."
"Right now, the more chaos there is, the better. The more chaos there is, the more it will confirm that something is really wrong with me, and the other party will feel more at ease and be able to let go.
Don't worry, I can handle these things quickly. It won't cause any big trouble. The calligraphy you hung in the study says, "Repairing the old mountains and rivers." Isn't that what I'm doing right now?
The wife in his arms sneered softly, "Dailong, can you please stop applying whatever you hear? I really regret reading it to you."
After Nanxi finished speaking, she suddenly felt that what her husband said seemed to be right. He was indeed leading this group of passionate young men to repair this broken land with their blood and youth.
The fierce air battle a few days ago was still vivid in her mind. She had always known that her husband was brave and fearless, but when she saw with her own eyes that he had brushed past bullets, rushed into the cockpit without fear of death to pull away the pilot who had been shot, and flew the helicopter himself to fight against the three enemy aircraft, performing extreme operations again and again, with life and death only a thin line between them, she was still shocked.
Not only him, but also Boha, Biaozi and others were equally brave and resolute. Even with the Gatling heavy machine gun at the maximum speed and the hatch open, they could still fire at the enemy, leaving the enemy without any chance to fight back. This brave and close cooperation was the tacit understanding forged through repeated life-and-death charges on the battlefield.
Although in the end she fainted due to severe physical discomfort and didn't know how her husband took her to the village to recuperate for two days, when she woke up and saw that several people had bruises on their faces and arms to varying degrees, she could imagine how tragic the battle was at that time.
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