In comparison, the environment of the place where the Kokang people live is still much better than that of other ethnic groups.

This kind of terrain and topography in the Kokang area is full of hiding places, and modern means of transportation cannot be fully used, so it is not suitable for large corps operations at all, and high-precision weapons cannot play a great role, but are more effective than primitive combat methods.

This also explains why those small groups of armed forces, which only have more than 100 people, have been rampant here for decades without being annihilated.

Even if a highly modern mechanized unit is driven here, it will be like a cannon fighting mosquitoes, and it will not be able to do it at all.

Pang Jindong looked at the surroundings with the professional eye of a soldier, and finally realized from the perceptual point of view why the army of country M, which was armed to the teeth back then, was defeated in Vietnam.

The base of the Kokang Republican Army, Changqing Mountain, is located in the western part of the Kokang region, bordering the Nu River, at the junction of the Kokang SAR government and the rest of the MD, and is also a place that has been neglected by other forces.

This special geographical location is also one of the reasons why the Kokang IRA has been able to maintain security.

The topography of Changqing Mountain is similar to that of other places in the Kokang region, but Changqing Mountain itself is just an ordinary mountain in the lofty mountains here.

The "Changqing Mountain Base" actually includes all the major mountains in the surrounding area, but it is only centered on Changqing Mountain, because Pang Wenlan lives in Changqing Mountain.

If you look down from the air, the inconspicuous Changqing Mountain seems to be unsafe, but if you go up the mountain by land like Pang Jindong, you will find that this low mountain is surrounded by cliffs, and there are dangers everywhere, not only can modern vehicles not be able to drive up, even if it is difficult to climb with bare hands.

There is only one artificially carved path in the whole mountain, which winds from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

The trail is hidden in dense woods and grass, not to mention that it cannot be spotted from the air, and if you don't know the way, you will not be able to find the entrance if you go around the foothills.

Under the leadership of Yang Jiawei, Pang Jindong and his entourage found this trail and climbed to the top of the mountain.

The trail is narrow enough for two people to walk side by side, and there are huge boulders piled up all over the place.

Although the top of the head was covered by the dense branches and foliage of the woods, and the scorching sun could not pour directly on the body of the Chinese people, everyone was very tired due to the long period of fatigue, and their sweat soaked their bodies.

Pang Jindong has long been able to adapt to various climates because of his past life as a mercenary, but the soldiers under him are different.

Most of them come from the north and are more adapted to the dry and cold climate, while the climate in the Kokang region is intolerable.

This unaccustomed to the climate invisibly aggravates the fatigue. As a result, these strong northern men were panting one by one, but it was the thin Yang Jiawei, with light steps and no fatigue.

Pang Jindong took a closer look and found that only two heavy machine guns were needed to completely block the trail, and if airborne operations were not used, even thousands of troops would not be able to rush up.

However, even in airborne operations, there is not even a suitable landing site, but I am afraid that all the airborne troops will have to be hung by parachutes on trees, and it will be difficult to carry out at all.

Yang Jiawei noticed Pang Jindong's gaze, smiled, and asked triumphantly: "Do you think this Changqing Mountain is impregnable?"

"A strong attack will definitely not work!" Pang Jindong looked around again, and then analyzed: "You can only cover it with dense firepower, destroy all the fortifications and fire points, and then launch a charge!"

Of course, Pang Jindong meant to make trouble for his uncle, but it was precisely because this was his uncle's base camp that Pang Jindong hoped to be as solid as Yang Jiawei said.

The most straightforward and effective way to consider how safe a base is is to assume that you are an enemy attacking the site, and then find weaknesses in it.

However, Yang Jiawei obviously took it seriously, and immediately told Pang Jindong: "This mountain is full of underground fortifications and tunnels, even if you use firepower to destroy the surface position, you can retreat to the underground! And I am not afraid to tell you that the underground fortifications are divided into three layers, even if the elevation of the entire Changqing Mountain is cut down by five meters, it will not hurt our vitality! Moreover, the ammunition and grain on the mountain are well prepared, and it is not a problem to hold on for two or three years, and any army that dares to attack us can drag them down!"

Yang Jiawei's words are not exaggerated, this kind of offensive warfare in the jungle is quite a headache for any army.

Even the army of country M, which dominates the world, has a headache in Afghanistan and has to spend a lot of money to develop powerful ground-penetrating bombs to destroy the Taliban's underground fortifications.

Pang Jindong has been to Afghanistan, and at this time, compared with Changqing Mountain, I am afraid that Afghanistan is quite a smooth road.

Pang Jindong's words just now were just a casual remark, since he could conceive such a tactic, his uncle, who had been stuck here for decades, could naturally think of it, and he would definitely make a countermeasure.

And this sentence also reminded Pang Jindong that along the way, he hardly saw any firepower, and even half of the soldiers of the Kokang Republican Army were gone.

Now that I was about to reach the top of the mountain, no one had come out to investigate.

However, Pang Jindong thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing difficult to understand. The soldiers of the Kokang Republican Army hid in the shadows, carefully observing the movements in front of them, but they were not discovered by themselves.

If it weren't for Yang Jiawei's journey with him, I'm afraid he would have been sniped at the foot of the mountain just now.

Pang Jindong sighed: "No wonder the MD government army and other forces are helpless against you!"

As soon as he heard Pang Jindong's words, Yang Jiawei became even more proud: "Even if the army of country M comes, it will still be defeated by us!"

Hearing Yang Jiawei say this, Pang Jindong felt that this kind of complacency was too dangerous, because Changqing Mountain was not without weaknesses: "It can only be said that the enemy you faced before did not have the ability to conquer here!"

"Oh?" Yang Jiawei raised his eyebrows, and asked with some disdain and dissatisfaction: "What method will you use to conquer it?"

"It's very simple, parachute landing is not possible, but it can be landed!" After a pause, Pang Jindong continued: "Use special forces to decapitate, or say point point operations!"

Yang Jiawei's brows immediately furrowed, and he mechanically repeated Pang Jindong's words: "Airborne combat ......"

"Not bad!" Pang Jindong nodded, and further added: "Use long-range artillery first, or use guò air strikes, and use weapons such as cluster bombs to cover a large area of firepower, and temporarily suppress the firepower of counterattacks." Immediately afterwards, helicopters are used to parachute special forces at low altitudes, destroy command centers and ammunition depots, and if you know enough about the situation here, you can also directly attack the command staff. In this way, the entire base will be basically paralyzed, and the ground troops can calmly go up the mountain to clean up the mess!"

Pang Jindong's analysis gave Yang Jiawei a wake-up call, and he secretly gasped, and couldn't help but admit that this tactic did pose a great threat to Changqing Mountain: "But none of our enemies have this kind of combat capability!"

"Are you sure that you won't face a more powerful enemy in the future?" With a long sigh, Pang Jindong said without worry: "For example, country M! Although you think you can drag them down, you must know that in the world we live in, the army of country M has the most advanced equipment, the largest military expenditure, and the number of combat troops may also be the largest! In the foreseeable future, these are impossible to be surpassed!" Of course, they failed in Vietnam, but it was also after that that country M intensified its research on tactics and equipment, specifically targeting this kind of jungle warfare, and it must be said that now there has been a huge leap forward!"

Yang Jiawei asked suspiciously: "The largest number of combat troops should be country Z, right?!"

After some contact with Liao Chenghao, Pang Jindong has a lot of understanding of the current situation of the army of country Z, although the number of the army of country Z is the largest in the world, but the head is large and the body is small, and non-combat units such as organs, academies, and art troupes account for too large a proportion.

Pang Jindong smiled and didn't explain more, but continued the topic he just had: "Although the army of country M has never been here, it doesn't mean that they won't in the future! I believe that Brother Yang also knows that country M has always wanted to interfere in the internal affairs of MD, overthrow the current military government, and support a pro-Western puppet regime!"

On the surface, Yang Jiawei didn't show any affection, he still looked like a hanger, although he didn't say anything more, he kept looking down and thinking about things along the way.

There is a house on the top of Changqing Mountain, which is as quaint as the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, which is completely different from the ethnic customs here.

Perhaps because he got the news in advance, when Pang Jindong came to the door, many people had already gathered, and their eyes fell on the faces of Pang Jindong and his subordinates.

Pang Jindong put his hands behind his back and quietly made a gesture, and two hundred soldiers immediately rushed to the front of Pang Jindong, standing in two factions together, sandwiching Pang Jindong and others in the middle aisle.

Although they did not wear military uniforms, there was a wall to stand there, and it was impervious to wind and rain.

These northern men were tall and large, while the locals were quite short in stature.

Even the Kokang Republican Army, which has lived here for so many years, has long been assimilated at this point due to the climate and intermarriage with the locals.

Pang Jindong's appearance was already the first to take the lead, so that no one dared to see General Pang Wenlan's nephew clearly.

But the appearance of these 200 people also caused unease in the Kokang Republican Army.

Pang Jindong noticed that many armed men with guns came out of nowhere, scattered into the courtyard, and pointed their guns at the outside.

At the same time, many armed men also appeared on the wall, lying on the wall and aiming at Pang Jindong's men.

These armed men are wearing shabby camouflage uniforms, and judging by the style of their camouflage uniforms, the bullet belts they carry, the Bayi bar and one submachine gun they hold in their hands, and many other aspects, they are similar to the domestic army, but they are the appearance of the domestic army more than ten years ago.

Since coming to Changqing Mountain, this is the first time Pang Jindong has seen the fighters of the Kokang Republican Army, and he has only seen civilians before.

Although guns are rampant in the area, and people with guns can often be seen, it can be seen that they are definitely not soldiers.

And these soldiers are well-trained, skilled in tactical movements, know how to cooperate with each other and make full use of the terrain, which has reached the level of the regular armies of many countries.

If you take into account the high spirits, it is far beyond those half-dead MD government troops.

They appeared like ghosts, without making a sound, and Pang Jindong believed that they could also disappear like ghosts.

Pang Jindong had no doubt that at this time, he and his subordinates would become a sieve with just one order.

It's just that this scene will not appear, unless someone deceives themselves and fabricates such an uncle who is far away in MD out of thin air.

Seeing Pang Jindong's calm appearance, the soldiers who were still a little uneasy in the face of the Kokang Republican Army just now also calmed down, and pulled their waists more straight one by one.

Soon, when Pang Jindong saw an old man sitting in the main hall, he knew that he had not been deceived into coming to MD.

This old man is not angry and arrogant, he is past his old age, his hair is full of gray hair, but his spirit is shining, and the light emitted by his eyes seems to be able to penetrate a qiē.

His brow always seemed to be tightly locked, so a few deep ravines in the shape of "Chuan" appeared on his forehead.

And he rarely seems to laugh, because everyone standing next to him is respectful.

Pang Jindong stared at the old man carefully, and immediately remembered the photo of his grandfather he had seen when he was a child, and the two looked too similar.

Although the image in the photo has been buried deep in the deepest part of my heart for so long, and covered with a thick dust of memory, it is clear at this moment.

Pang Jindong walked in front of the old man almost mechanically, without anyone to introduce him, and opened his mouth to greet: "Fourth Uncle Ancestor......

"You are Pang Jindong...... Old General Pang Wenlan bowed slightly, and his voice was very hoarse: "You...... And your grandfather, almost carved out of a mold!"

In an instant, the embankment in Pang Jindong's heart was washed away by the flood of feelings, and Pang Jindong almost weakly knelt down in front of Pang Wenlan, choked his throat and said, "Uncle...... It's good to meet you...... It turns out that I am in this world, and I still have relatives ......"

Pang Wenlan smiled with relief, raised his hand and gently stroked the top of Pang Jindong's head, and whispered, "Uncle is also very happy to find you...... After wandering in a foreign country for so many years, I thought I was going to rot and die here, and I never dared to expect to see my relatives again......"

"It's a pity that grandpa, father, and mother didn't wait until today......"

"But you wait, just wait!" Pang Wenlan laughed out loud, and his voice became even more hoarse: "Good things are always grinding, after so many years in a foreign country, I can still see my relatives, good, it's very good......"