Crossing the border is not only for China to be inspected, but also for the Burmese side, and after Lin Feng and others left the Chinese border, they came to the Myanmar checkpoint.

"Stop, show your ID." The leader was a dark-skinned, lean Burmese soldier, he spoke Burmese, Lin Feng couldn't understand it, but the Wind Band Club and others around him often went in and out of Burma, but they could understand it.

Lin Feng and the others handed their passports to the Burmese soldier and took a look, and the Burmese soldier took a routine look at it, but when they saw Cui Mintang's passport, they looked at it meaningfully.

However, he didn't say anything, just nodded lightly, and then waved his hand to his fellow soldiers behind him, shouting, "Release!" ”

The white van quickly left along the road, and the dark-skinned Burmese soldier immediately took out his communicator and seemed to say something to the other side, with a grim expression.

"Cui Mintang, do you know where Hu Yan, the head lowering master, is?" After passing the checkpoint, Lin Feng asked Cui Mintang, who was driving.

Hearing these words, Rao is Cui Mintang was reluctant, and had to answer: "They are probably in the Wuji Mountain Range, although I don't know their specific location now, after all, I have left the encirclement team, I don't know what the current situation is there, but I know where they used to stay." ”

"That's enough." Lin Feng said in a deep voice, as long as he knew their traces somewhere, then with his tracking ability, he could easily track them.

Next, the people in the car did not speak for a while, and fell into silence, the road conditions in Myanmar are not good, and the inside of the van is shaky, shaking people dizzy and drowsy.

And now the direction of the van is the Wuji Mountains, surrounded by towering trees, green, full of bird chirping sounds, no people, and even more unfeeling.

Thundered

Half an hour later, suddenly there was a loud noise in front, and with a squeak, Cui Mintang slammed on the brakes, and under the action of inertia, Lin Feng and the others also woke up instantly, looking at what was happening in front of them.

It seemed that someone sawed several huge logs with a diameter of thirty or forty centimeters in front of him, and pushed them down from the top of the mountain, blocking the road where the van was about to go.

And dozens of meters away from the van, there were more than a dozen heavily armed men, some holding 762 caliber BA64 light machine guns, some holding German G3 automatic rifle reinforced versions, some holding domestic 762 mm caliber assault rifles, and some even holding bazookas, with strong combat power!

"What's going on? How can there be so many people holding weapons against us? It can't be a robbery. Seeing so many people standing in front with weapons, the Wind Orchestra was suddenly shocked.

The situation in Myanmar is turbulent, there are government troops and government rebels, there are fighting almost everywhere, and there are many bandits who occupy the king.

"It doesn't look like a robbery, it's more like a deliberate wait for us on this side of the road." Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and he felt that something seemed to be wrong.

Cui Mintang gritted his teeth and said: "It must be the ghost of Hu Yan, the head descender, he is the guest secretary of Bao Youxiang, the biggest Burmese warlord here, and it is normal to be able to mobilize the army."

It is estimated that when I was at the border just now, someone recognized my appearance and immediately reported it to Hu Yan, and he sent someone to intercept us, and even prepared to snipe us. ”

Lin Feng's eyes flashed, he always paid attention to the situation in front of him, and suddenly said: "Oh no, those Burmese devils in front seem to be shouting something, and one person even came out with a bazooka, and it seems that he is aiming at our car." ”

"I'm rubbing, they want to kill us on the spot, and they haven't even negotiated, it's damn it, get out of the car and run for your life." Cui Mintang let out a loud shout, then opened the car door and fled.

Lin Feng, the Wind Band and the others reacted very quickly, and the moment the Burmese soldiers took out the bazookas, they rushed out of the van.

Sou!

said that it was too late, and the Burmese soldier laughed cruelly, and launched a bazooka, aimed at the van accurately, and launched it like this.

With a bang, the van was blown up in an instant, and the entire van was blown into a ball of fire, turning into countless parts, and a powerful wave of qi blasted Lin Feng and the others away.

"It's so cool, this beautiful sound, no matter how many times you hear it, you won't be disgusted."

"Haha, this group of stupid Huaxia people are all dead with a bang, this mission is really easy."

"Isn't it? Someone from the higher authorities paid 1,000 dollars for their lives, I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect it to be so easy, and they would be annihilated with a single bazooka. ”

A group of Burmese soldiers laughed, not caring who they killed, they were purely taking money to do things for others this time, and killing people was completely commonplace for them soldiers.

One of them seemed to be the boss, waved his hand, and said boldly: "Forget it, forget it, call it a day when you're done." After identifying their bodies, we'll go to a nearby bar to have some fun, and I'm in for a treat. ”

"Captain, you're good."

"The people who treat you are good people, and I love you, captain."

"This mission is too easy, remember to continue looking for us next time you have this kind of work."

A group of Burmese soldiers cheered, as if they were on an outing.

"No problem, no problem."

The Burmese captain was complimented and said triumphantly: "In the future, if there is such a beautiful difference, I will definitely look for you, and we will go to the bar later......"

Poof!

Before he could finish his words, a stone pierced his throat in an instant, and blood seemed to spurt out of him like a faucet, pouring it on the ground as if he didn't want money.

"This, this ........." The Burmese captain covered his throat with one hand and stretched out into the distance with the other, his eyes widened in horror, as if he wanted to ask for help.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything because his neck had been pierced, his neck was leaking, and his mind was blank.

"Dead? I—Did I die like this? The Burmese captain was in disbelief, his eyes were full of incredulity, and with a pop, his whole body fell to the dirt, splashing a huge amount of dust.

When he saw Lin Feng, a Chinese man hiding next to a big tree, he was shocked, this Chinese man was the man who killed him, and he didn't die?

The Burmese captain wanted to open his mouth to warn, but he couldn't say anything, and finally his hands were limp on the ground.

Before he died, he seemed to see the tragic fate of his group in the future.