Wu Shan then looked at Zhang Bo with a smile, and saw that he was a little hairy. He looked up and down, as if there was nothing wrong, only to realize that the other party had been looking at him. Gradually, he became cramped and restless.

"Zhang Bo, right, I've sold opium a few times, and I have a lot of money in my pocket, I think it's amazing? How many fights with the local monkeys, and the win, very proud? Wu Shan pointed back: "I have a row of people here, let you be the best at fighting over there, marksmanship, fists and feet can be picked at will." Otherwise, you will also feel unconvinced. ”

"Atai, you go." Zhang Bo was really not convinced, and picked the one that could fight the most.

However, Atai is still a man, and he didn't look at those thin physiques and pick out Cao Jianwen, who is as powerful as him.

Generally speaking, people who are big are clumsy, but Cao Jianwen is quite flexible.

He walked out casually: "Marksmanship or fists and kicks?" ”

"First compare marksmanship, then compare fists and feet."

"You make the rules." Cao Jianwen said that Wushan had already untied the shell gun from his waist and was ready to use it for him.

"No," Ah Tai shook his hands continuously, "a rifle is fine." ”

Two hundred meters away, there was an old banyan tree, and about six or seven people hugged it. On the banyan tree, eleven leaves are marked with a brush. Siam in late spring is like summer in China, with hot weather, occasional cool breezes, and unstable leaves. The two shot almost at the same time, each hitting five pieces, and the last one was actually hit at the same time, which was considered a tie.

During the fist and kick competition, both of them took off their coats, revealing their muscles. Atai is Muay Thai, tiger-like. Cao Jianwen is a set of Tai Chi that he has practiced since he was a child, and it looks soft, but Atai just can't attack it.

After the worst, Atai was anxious, and no matter what the routine, he directly punched a right punch. Cao Jianwen saw it, dodged his fist, pinched his wrist with one hand, and punched Atai's pancreatic socket with the other hand.

Cao Jianwen was unforgiving, and punched in the same position again and again.

Atai was still struggling to support, and Zhang Bo was busy shouting beside him: "Enough is enough, we lost." ”

Just kidding, can you not admit defeat?

If he continues, Atai will be crippled.

Everyone sat down again, Wushan patted Zhang Bo's shoulder, and made a gesture of eight: "We have 8,000 tigers, more than 7,000 submachine guns, more than 200 cannons, and more than 500 machine guns. What do you think, what are you going to negotiate with me? Even the two Uncle Ma unconditionally accept our changes, not to mention that there is a team you haven't seen yet, which is also the armed forces of the Chinese. ”

As he was talking, Li Kaijun said something in Wushan's ear.

Wushan stood up and smiled: "Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, here." ”

Before the words fell, Wu Liquan came high under the escort of several special forces.

Wu Liquan, who has undergone makeup, looks to be in his forties. With a tall nose bridge and deep eye sockets, he looks like a living Tianzhu Ah San, and even Wushan almost didn't recognize it.

"Yang Quan?" Zhang Bo let out a low sigh.

Wu Liquan didn't speak, and the warrior next to him glared at him, so frightened that Zhang Bo flashed to the side.

The two of them haven't seen each other for the past two days, Wu Liquan took off his sunglasses and looked at Wushan with a smile.

"Uncle, didn't you say you went to Africa?" Wu Shan asked softly in his ear.

"That's a place, it's not challenging." Wu Liquan took Wushan's tea and drank it all, and Li Kaijun refilled the water with a knowing opportunity. "I've been there a few times. I sent Xu Hongming out. ”

Xu Hongming was also a member of the Yanhuang special forces given by the state. Now, in the upper echelons of the entire Shenlong, except for a limited number of people, the others are special forces.

Seeing that Wushan had such a close relationship with the legendary Shenlong mercenary boss Yang Quan, Zhang Bo couldn't help but shudder.

"Excuse me, you are Yang Quan's senior, right?" Zhang Bo swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Last time, under the leadership of the overseas Chinese leaders here, I saw you from a distance. ”

Wu Liquan was noncommittal, and glanced at it coldly: "Your name is Zhang Bo, right, I heard that you are the leader of the new generation of Kuomintang troops in the Golden Triangle?" ”

In front of ordinary people, Zhang Bo can still be stunned a few times. Who is Yang Quan? He is the uncrowned king of the Golden Triangle.

Last time, he rushed over when he heard the news and quietly saw the actions of the Shenlong mercenaries.

More than 2,000 Siamese natives provoked, and less than 1,000 people were dispatched by the Shenlong mercenaries. From beginning to end, the entire battle lasted almost half an hour, and it was completely annihilated at the cost of zero casualties.

In fact, those special forces have long absorbed a lot of the armed forces of the Ma family. At the beginning, it was the Erma brothers who thought that these special forces were very powerful and sent people over. Later, those people didn't want to go back, and felt that they could live a better life in Shenlong. came and went, recruited local Chinese and the underground power brothers who kept coming over Hong Kong Island, making the Shenlong mercenaries a giant.

Don't say that the local tyrants, even the government army, are equally devastated.

It is said that a commander of the Shan State ordered the massacre of the local Chinese. As soon as the order was issued, the next day the entire army evaporated, and only the ashes of a humanoid body that had been piled up together and burned into charcoal ashes, and the smell of meat in the valley permeated the entire northern Shan country.

In terms of individual combat capability and the number of troops, Shenlong is much stronger than the mixed brigade. Although there are a lot of new recruits coming to Baodao now, I believe that with the old leading the new, the painful period will soon pass.

"I am the brothers, in front of Senior Yang, where do I dare to call any leader." Zhang Bo smiled bitterly.

"Apo, those who know the times are Junjie." Ma Xiru, who was dressed like a rich man, Wu Shan didn't even notice it: "My Ma family will leave some people to maintain the sales network in the future, and the rest will all be merged into Shenlong." ”

Someone has done everything. At this time, Wushan began to think about this group of veterans again......

He took a group of veteran generals of the Kuomintang across the border and returned to his homeland.

Wang Anxun was headed by the old man, and everyone kowtowed on the ground and kissed the dirt on the ground.

In fact, as a Chinese, it is normal for this kind of person who is far away from his homeland and cannot return home to have such a fierce performance.

The old man Ge Xudong was very emotional, and shouted directly: "Motherland, mother, I am back in your arms!" ”

Everyone who heard it burst into tears, and Wushan was also infected.

At this time, Caiyun Province was still relatively poor and backward.

The dividing line between Shan and China is theoretical.

The Shan Communist Party and the southern part of Caiyun have been linked.

The closest is Mengla County, and Wushan took a group of people to the armed forces department of the county seat.

Xie Shuming, the political commissar of the Ministry of Armed Forces, was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he was shocked when he saw so many veterans.

In the days when there were no program-controlled phones, making phone calls was torture. However, Yanhuang Technology seems to have overwhelmed this technique, and Wu Shan felt a little proud in his heart.

The Armed Forces Department has a special line for troops, and it took more than ten minutes for Wushan to get the operator from Chuncheng to take over from Jingshi.

At the time, it was said that he could make his own decisions.

However, this sensation is a bit big, and Wushan doesn't know how to deal with the matter of more than a thousand old soldiers.

"Grandpa, I've got things done." Naturally, the first good news: "More than 1,000 veterans are willing to be disarmed and returned to the field, and I brought them back, stranded in Mengla." ”

"Just take care of it, little mountain." Zhao Lisheng remembered the sentence just now after a moment: "What? More than a thousand veterans? You kid, this time it's a problem for grandpa. ”

"Hello? Feed? Wu Shan was so angry that he dropped the microphone, and the phone was actually disconnected.

Let the Chuncheng Military Division turn around, and the line has been occupied over there, so come to think of it, grandpa is also calling to negotiate.

Wushan is not very worried, after all, the motherland has been reunified.

There is no bitter hatred between this group of people and the PLA, strictly speaking, they are still heroes who fight devils.

More than an hour later, the phone call from Jingshi came, and Grandpa Godfather only said, "Wait." ”

And hung up again. It is estimated that the old man has to be busy with this matter.

In the army, Wushan is just an insignificant small brigade commander, but in Mengla, he is a well-deserved supreme commander.

When the county and regimental level saw Wushan, they all had to respectfully call the chief.

In later generations, more than 1,000 people could be arranged casually in a hotel in a county town.

However, the reform and opening up has not yet been officially completed, and people's livelihood is withering.

At this time, the chickens and dogs in the entire Mengla County jumped.

A state-run hostel is a two-person bed that can only fit less than 100 people.

Xie Shuming and the local secretary of the county party committee worked together to suspend all the county middle schools and technical schools, and the guest houses in the county were full.

In the southern part of Caiyun in the spring season, it is already very hot. Wushan took a large group of old and young people of the Kuomintang to wander the streets.

When he was on the cross street, Wang Anxun stood there with a cane and said to Ge Xudong next to him: "Old Ge, I remember that it was here back then, when the common people heard that we were going abroad to fight devils, they vied with each other to bring us food and drink. ”

He trembled and took out a Chinese knot from his arms: "Back then, I left a Chinese knot and gave my fellow countrymen ten oceans. ”

The Chinese knot looks very shabby, and I don't know how many times he has washed it.

"Today, we are standing in the same place, and the people here are looking at us with trepidation. This shows that the Kuomintang army is guilty, and it is estimated that the villagers here suffered greatly in the Liberation War. ”

Propaganda is undoubtedly one of the means of warfare. Didn't the propaganda apparatus of the Kuomintang preach some kind of communism, industry, communism, and wife all day long?

Naturally, the propaganda organs of the Communist Party will not say good things about the Kuomintang.

Anyway, history is written by the victors. Today, we have unified the motherland, and what we say is the truth.

After walking around the street, the old people are a little tired. As soon as Wushan returned to the Armed Forces Department, Xie Shuming came over: "Chief, the commander is here." ”

I'll go, Yang Dezhi, this is another great god.

In the textbooks when I was a child, there was a Feiduo Luding Bridge written by him, and I was no stranger to this person, but I had never seen him.

As soon as they met, General Yang stared at Wushan, and Wushan was embarrassed.

"Commander Yang, what do you need me to do?" He coughed dryly.

"Unexpectedly, our youngest PLA commanders and fighters also have cramped times?" General Yang, who is nearly seventy years old, said humorously.

The difference between Bashu dialect and Xiangjiang dialect is not very big, and Wushan can fully understand what he said.

"The general said that he laughed, in front of your prestige, how can there be room for a boy to be scared?"

"Little guy, call the monk big brother an uncle, and I have such a relationship?"

"Hehe, if you don't see the outside, call you Uncle Yang."

Unexpectedly, the old fox's motive for coming over was not pure, and he actually wanted to assign the mixed brigade to the Chuncheng Military Division.

"Uncle Yang, I, Uncle Xu and General Pi, slapped the table in order to compete for the ownership of this army."

"Little slippery, just say if you want to. As long as you want, I'll do the work on the monk's side. ”

"Uncle Yang, if you were me, how should you choose?" Wushan rebelled against the first army.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he was happy, and the topic was stopped.

"Uncle Yang, you are next to the Shan country, and I personally feel that your support over there is not enough."

"How else do you want me to support you?" Old Man Yang puffed up angrily: "A large group of educated youths have passed, what do you need us in power to do?" ”

Xiaoshan disagreed. Taizu said, there is power out of the barrel of a gun, I really don't know what kind of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods dare to compete with you now. Who dares to fight against you, directly" Wu Shan made a gesture of chopping off his head: "My side has temporarily controlled the troops, and I still need the support of guns and ammunition on your side." ”

Yang Dezhi left with a group of people, and the county seat of Mengla returned to calm.

Walking out of the distance, the veteran in the carriage kept looking back at Wushan who was standing there.