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But fortunately, it is not outrageous, Ba Mo, Mogan, and Ruigu, these three cities are on an oblique line, and Mogan is sandwiched between the front and back. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info that is to say, originally the druid had to search to the southwest after arriving at Bamo, but now it is changed to the northeast.

Fortunately, brother, I asked the lower position, this has to fly all the time, and it must not fly to Ah San's territory?

Bai Huang praised his foresight while looking for restaurants to replenish his energy. But the restaurant industry in this small city was so lackluster that he turned several streets before he found a fly restaurant. The druid thought that he would not be able to eat anything good in such a poor rural area, but when the "spicy baiwang" and "sour bamboo shoots grilled fish" he ordered were served, he almost swallowed his tongue.

After paying for the meal, the boss didn't recognize the dollar, and after Bai Huang talked to him for more than ten minutes, he took out a stack of renminbi with despair, but immediately gained a big smile.

The druid was extremely speechless for a moment, in this world, there is still a place where Yankee money does not work, it is really amazing.

At the time of checkout, the boss made change in RMB, Bai Huang calculated, two dishes and one soup with a cup of freshly squeezed juice, only 17 yuan, which made the druid, who was accustomed to high consumption, completely orz, thinking about whether to buy some real estate here and use it for vacation in the future.

After eating and drinking, and teasing the boss's Xiao Zhengtai for a long time, Bai Huang returned to the road.

Still looking for a hidden corner where birds don't, still turning into a big bird, this time with the largest river in Myanmar as a guide, the druid never deviated from the direction.

More than forty minutes later, he saw a small village. Hovering around the air to reconnoitre, although the countryside is small, it is unexpectedly exquisite, and there is no such barren and dilapidated scene as other villages and towns along the way.

Moreover, halfway up the hill behind the village, there is also a dome-like building with a golden roof and white walls, surrounded by plantains, and banyan trees, which fully proves that the owner of this house is extraordinary.

That's it, this is it!

Bai Huang's eyes as he looked at the buildings on the ground were clearly full of strong desire to get rid of it.

But he came all the way this time, not to make a cameo appearance in a temporary demolition team, although it is not distressing to smash other people's houses, but it is not good to alarm the prey.

With the firm belief that one blow will be struck, the evil will be eliminated, and the grass will be cut and the roots will be removed, and the big white bird will go straight to the top of the mountain, and then turn black and roll in the bushes, and then slowly touch the side of the building.

Although it is an antique method, it is better not to startle the snake, which can be said to stand the test of history.

In this way, after Bai Huang squatted for three days, he finally determined that Bahabat was not here.

The druid, who wasted three days in vain, could only leave with hatred, and before leaving, he didn't forget to express his feelings - every drug lord was an angel who broke ** in his last life, and he was a cunning rabbit or something, which was really disgusting.

Then he headed north, and after several route corrections, he finally found one of the three drug-growing bases in Bahababat.

Gundanla Mountain, the altitude in Myanmar is not even ranked in the top ten, but when it comes to the dangerous terrain and the sinister surrounding environment, it is the existence of the locals. According to the information on the Internet, if you find a local native, give him 500 yuan to open fire on the government army, the other party will agree without thinking about it; But if you use the same money and ask him to take you around Gundanla Mountain, it is estimated that you will only get a few white eyes.

But it is clear that the hardships on the ground are not worth mentioning at all for the druids who are able to fly.

It may be that the bad luck of the previous day was finally exhausted, so that Bai Huang's good luck was bursting today, and he was able to pass a mountain, and he found a development site hidden in the valley.

After reconfirming, the result was gratifying - at the entrance of this gathering place, there were four sentry towers, and when Bai Huang looked at it with his eagle eye, he could still see the soldiers with loaded guns on it. And most importantly, there were a few soldiers in camouflage uniforms in the camp.

According to the information tortured by Bai Huang, the soldiers under Bahabad were all in green uniforms - the kind worn by the Red Guards, without camouflage. Only his own personal guards were issued with the latest camouflage combat uniforms.

This guy's personal guards are all here, and he can't go to Yangon to soak in the foot bath, right?

The only thing that was different from what he imagined was that the demeanor of these guys was all casual, and there was no taste of fierceness and cruelty at all. Especially on one of the sentry towers, there were actually two fifteen or sixteen-year-old baby soldiers, and the Type 56 was on their backs, which looked particularly discordant.

After a few muttered words, Bai Huang closed his mouth, he was not a fool, he knew very well that when he had not yet won, senseless sympathy was very unnecessary.

Who knows what the child soldier who looks harmless to humans and animals will look like after grabbing the gun, if it doesn't work, maybe everyone has a human life in their hands.

After circling over the mountain stream for two more rounds, Bai Huang landed lightly on a protruding rock. The view is so great that you don't have to move your position to see the entire camp.

However, in order to be sure, Bai Huang did not stand on the edge of the rock, but lay behind the stone, carefully poking out the bird's head.

There is no doubt that his action is very obscene and has lost the face of the sky overlord, but it is safe and reliable. What if the drug lord soldiers below are all organized and undisciplined guys? When I saw a big bird on it, I shot it when I was interested. If you really want to be hit by a stray bullet and have your hair cocked, that's the shame of the druid.

It was eight or nine o'clock, and the fog in the mountain stream had not yet dissipated, but these scattered mist did not pose any obstacle to a pair of eagle eyes. Soon, Bai Huang roughly scanned the camp.

It's a lot like a shooter he played in high school, Delta Force.

If you come back to Barrett or something, it would be perfect!

As soon as this thought came to him, it could not be suppressed and rapidly enlarged, making Bai Dayguang instantly associate many things - if he had a big gun, combined with the all-terrain movement ability after transformation, and the ultra-long field of vision that military telescopes were ashamed of, wouldn't he be the king of killers?

There is a head, it is too good!

This idea must be turned into reality, although the druid's various abilities are against the sky, they cannot always rely on hand-to-hand combat to fight to the death. There is a way that the son of a daughter does not sit down, and as the only one in this world - so far - druid, he has to charge ahead when things happen, which is too cheap.

After thinking about it for a while, Bai Riguang suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to observe.

The whole camp is not too big, almost the level of a township middle school, except for a stilted building in the middle, there are five rows of barracks on the left, second and right. In addition, in all corners of the camp, large and small fire points were also arranged, either bright or dark.

The defense is quite tight, but unfortunately the wall is a little worse, just a circle of wooden stakes more than one person high. The courtyard walls of many black-hearted factories in China are much taller and thicker than this.

After taking one last look at the camp, Bai Huang retracted his head and began to think about the specific implementation steps of killing and setting fire.

Straight down?

Refreshing is refreshing enough, but it may alarm the prey—the captive who has turned into huā fat has confessed that Bahábad has dug tunnels for escape in all three lairs, and only he knows where they lead.

And the entire camp is surrounded by closed-circuit surveillance. Bai Riguang knows very well that he is not an expert in this area, as long as a camera is not destroyed, after the video is circulated, he can have a lot of fun.

Nameless monsters attacking drug-growing sites?

Well, the news may not necessarily be made public, but privately, it will definitely attract the attention of many forces. There is no doubt that there are many forces in this "many" that contain the power of the state.

When it comes to issues involving state power, we cannot be too careful.

After establishing the principle of prudence first, the druid decided that it was better not to be too bold. Anyway, it took nearly a week, and I could afford to wait for the last 12 hours.

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The vacation has been changed to tomorrow (it's really not up to me, the boss is the biggest, crying) (to be continued.)

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