Chapter 172: Chengchuan Emerges as a Hero

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Hpa-An is in the southernmost part of northern Myanmar and Myitkyina is in the northernmost part of northern Myanmar.

From Hpa-An to Myitkyina, it is equivalent to crossing the entire northern and northern parts of Myanmar, passing thousands of miles.

Along the way, you pass through territory controlled by various government forces and local warlords.

And many government forces are actually no different from warlords.

Some government forces were changed by warlords, and some warlords were independent of government forces.

So it's really hard to get through these places easily without a local escort.

Pa Song's father, General Sugre, has been famous for many years, and has controlled the Hpa-An region for decades, and his power is among the middle in the country, and he has made friends with various warlords and generals.

With his help, Ding Yi's five people moved a lot easier.

On the first day, they took two military helicopter rides, one change of military vehicles in between, and then entered Chan State.

Chan State is the largest and most populous province in northern Myanmar and is located in the Golden Triangle region.

In 1993, the local warlord, Kun Sha, a well-known poison and product king in history, declared the independence of Chan State, causing an international shock.

After three years of hard fighting, the government army was able to subdue Kunsha with the help of the Taixi army and others, but after that, one after another, Chan Bang kept repeating.

The government forces came over, and they surrendered if they couldn't stand it.

As soon as you retire, they will rest and recuperate, and then immediately turn back.

After so many years, the local area has been in war almost every year, and there are small fights in peacetime, and there will be a big war in a few years.

Now Chan State is still the strongest warlord in the whole of northern Myanmar, and the government army has to mobilize the whole country every time to subdue them.

Recently, however, Chan Bang has not thought about independent rebellion.

Everyone wants a piece of the minerals in Migang.

The heads of several of the country's major warlords and government forces in northern Myanmar are privately negotiating on a daily basis over the division of the minerals.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the helicopter stopped at a military camp on Mount Sisai in Zen State.

A man as young as Ba Song, darkened by the sun, came to pick up the plane with a smile.

This person's name is Peng Dechuan, and his ancestor is a famous Chinese military strategist and politician Peng Jiasheng.

He has led the local army of Chan State many times against the government of northern Myanmar and wants to achieve the autonomy of Chan State.

He and Ba Song have known each other since childhood and have grown up almost together.

When they were in middle school, they studied together in country M, and after returning to China, they inherited their father's territory and power at the same time, and they were the youngest and most energetic military strategists in northern Myanmar.

Ding Yi and Guo Pianpian followed behind Ba Song, and the military camp was on the mountainside, surrounded by continuous mountains and forests.

At a glance, there are evil movies and unique products everywhere.

It is one of the world's largest supply bases for unique products, and 100% of the world's unique products are shipped from here.

A unique product of 100 yuan went out from here, and when it reached Xiangmen Island and the Hua Empire, it became at least 1,500 yuan.

Peng Dechuan's army is inseparable from everything here.

There is no one-of-a-kind deal, no source of funds, and his army could collapse at any moment.

But as the global crackdown on unique products becomes more and more severe, he also needs a new way of making money, and wants to transform into other businesses, so he is very interested in the recent minerals.

"Let me introduce you, this is my eldest brother Ding Yi. "Ba Song is on the helicopter and has already recognized Ding Yi as his eldest brother.

"It's called Brother Yi. Ba Song laughed.

Peng Dechuan was a little dumbfounded, what the hell, how old is this little kid? When you are the eldest brother?

Of course, in the Chan area, there are boys who join the army on the street with guns at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

Ding Yi's height is also normal at this age, but he can be Ba Song's eldest brother, Peng Dechuan is a little surprised.

His face remained unchanged and looked at Ding Yi: "Ba Song and I grew up together, and I am more convinced of him." โ€

"But I really don't know you well---- we Zen people, only respect heroes. โ€

"Brother Yi is from the Hua Empire, and my ancestors are also from Chengchuan in the Empire. โ€

"Chengchuan people produce heroes and heroes, history is like this---- you played a small book back then, and our Chengchuan soldiers died the most in the country--"

Speaking of which, card, card, Peng Dechuan suddenly pulled out his gun, and his movements were as fast as lightning, and he was on Ding Yi's head at once.

The whole audience changed, and Guo Pianpian and they were also half frightened to death.

The atmosphere changed suddenly.

"What are you doing? Achuan, don't mess around. "Ba Song is in a hurry, what a hell, our tanks and artillery haven't arrived yet.

Of course he knew that Ding Yi was powerful, but Peng Dechuan suddenly pulled out his gun and put it on Ding Yi's head, no matter how powerful his kung fu was, it was useless.

And this Peng Dechuan is also a master, who has practiced martial arts and Muay Thai.

"How can you be called a hero?" Ding Yi remained silent and let the gun be on his forehead.

At this moment, even Tida was full of appreciative eyes.

That eighteen-year-old boy, who was put to the head with a gun, could still be so calm?

No matter how good a person is, he doesn't dare to let people put a gun on his head at will.

Ding Yi didn't move just now, not because he didn't have time to move, but because he didn't want to move, he deliberately let the gun be on top.

That's a lot of courage and ability.

"I heard that you practiced the national arts, my great-grandfather knew no, Peng Jiasheng. Peng Dechuan asked two questions in one breath.

"I practice national arts, Peng Jiasheng seems to have heard it. "Ding Yi was still on the helicopter and had just heard what Ba Song said.

Peng Jiasheng joined the army at the age of 18, when a large number of troops had retreated from the domestic battlefield and fled to Chan State.

Among those people, there were also those who graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy, and a person surnamed Gao served as Chairman Jiang's personal bodyguard at that time, showing them a superb kung fu.

Peng Jiasheng was shocked when he saw it, and felt that his national skills were so powerful that it was not easy to hit even a bullet.

The surname Gao said, the times are different, and now no matter how powerful the kung fu is, it is useless, there are thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield, aircraft and tanks, and I am not being chased to Chan Bang like a dog chasing a lost family.

"My great-grandfather also likes Guoshu very much, he heard Master Gao say that when I practice Guoshu to the end, I can dodge bullets, you let me try to shoot a gun, do you dare?"

When Bai Yun heard this, he didn't think so.

With her current kung fu, if it was just a gun, it would not be easy to hit her.

You can predict it, hide in advance.

Ding Yi nodded as expected: "My kung fu is not for performance, you have to be careful if you dodge bullets." โ€

This is to remind him that if you hit me, I can hit you too.

"Okay, haha, like a hero. Peng Dechuan laughed and put away the pistol: "Come on, bring the gun." โ€

Ba Song's face suddenly became bitter: "It's not a pistol?"

"Nonsense. "They practice national arts, relying on speed and prediction, of course a pistol can't move, Peng Dechuan smiled gloomily.

Several GIs came up with a gun on their shoulders.

Ba Song's face was even more unsightly.

It's a heavy machine gun.

On the left dragged a long box of bullets, a full 500 rounds.

With a bang, the heavy machine was lowered in front of the barracks, and the soldiers around him dodged like a tide.

Uncle Han and the others were frightened, followed by Guo Pianpian, Bai Yun and the others also got out of the way and ran behind Peng Dechuan.

"Don't do it, it's too big to play like this. Ba Song said nervously.

Although yesterday Ding Yi was on his turf, he staged a dodge machine.

But the two scenes are completely different.

First of all, the armored vehicle has a large caliber, and the rate of fire per second is inferior to that of this infantry heavy machine.

Secondly, at that time, they were at the door of the hotel, and there were military vehicles, buildings, shelters, and other people next to Ding Yi.

In the end, the machine gunners on the armored car did not dare to sweep in a large area, and it was easy to hit their own people, so they could only shoot at Ding Yi with one gun, so Ding Yi avoided it very easily.

And at that time, only a few dozen shots were fired.

Now Peng Dechuan has launched a heavy machine, full of 500 rounds of ammunition, and there is an open space around it, and he can sweep it as much as he wants, which will be dangerous.

"Brother Yi, forget it, forget it, just kidding. Ba Song smiled bitterly, hoping that Ding Yi would not take it.

"One?" Ding Yi sneered: "Sichuan has heroes, and we Dongning are heroes among heroes, and three more will come." โ€

"---" was stunned.

Three more? Four heavy machines, two thousand rounds of ammunition? Are you sure you're not kidding?

"Is he the Hulk?" Tita on the side was stunned.

Bai Yun was also speechless for a long time, in her judgment, a master of chemical strength, in such an open range, there is no problem in the face of two machine guns, and four is very dangerous.

Ding Yi is only dark now, and he actually wants to hide from Si Ting?

Peng Dechuan's face was flushed, a little excited and excited.

"Come on, get shot. โ€

Immediately, three more heavy machines were carried, and four machine guns were lined up, all full of boxes of bullets, a total of 2,000 rounds.

Peng Dechuan's army is equipped with M6 Browning small-caliber heavy aircraft.

The bullet rate is 500-700 rounds per minute.

That is, four machine guns, which will pour out two thousand rounds of ammunition in one minute, an average of more than 30 rounds per second.

Everyone looked at Ding Yi nervously, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

If this didn't happen here, but somewhere else, it would be enough to cause a worldwide sensation.

Guo Pianpian reached out and took out her mobile phone, wanting to take a picture of the memory.

"Don't shoot. Peng Dechuan said sharply.

Frightened, she hurriedly put away her mobile phone and secretly screamed that it was a pity.

"Are you ready?" Peng Dechuan also admired: "If you can't stand it, you can stop at any time." โ€

Ding Yi stepped back ten meters, about fifteen meters away from the heavy machine.

"The biggest advantage of Guoshu is speed, I hope you can catch up with me, let's start. Ding Yi said with a smile.

"Fire" Peng Dechuan shouted unconvinced, and took the lead in pulling the board machine.

Da-da, da-da-da, a metal storm erupted in a thunderous blast.