The rich man scolded the dogs, and the scolding was earth-shattering, "You bastards, don't you know how to aim?" What a car. Looking at the bicycles and three-wheelers scattered all over the ground, the rich man jumped and cursed. The dog-legged people who scolded avoided the rich man one after another, and the old cannon and his female gunners hid first to avoid the bad luck of being washed by the rich man's saliva.

"There are still three motorcycles and more than 40 bicycles that can be used, and there are a lot of guns and ammunition seized, as well as a lot of grenades, and three grenadiers" The profiteer Ma Jiang quickly counted the amount of loot. Ma Jiang, who had finished the report, mysteriously squeezed his eyes at Zhao Zhi and motioned for Zhao Zhi to follow him to the side. Inexplicably, Zhao Zhi followed Ma Jiang to a motorcycle that overturned under the roadbed. Uncle Guo and the rich man had already squatted next to the motorcycle, the rich man smiled obscenely, and Zhao Zhi was about to see his back molars. "Sir, look at this" Uncle Guo handed Zhao Zhi a piece of something. "It's so heavy," Zhao Zhi's hand sank and he exclaimed secretly. Looking at the forcible smiles of the old dogs, Zhao Zhi checked the weight of the things in his hands and looked at them carefully suspiciously. "Damn, it's a gold nugget" Zhao Zhi bit the gold nugget with his teeth, it was really gold, full of pure gold.

"There is a leather case in this Nakasa's sidecar, and it is all gold. Gold rings, gold earrings, gold necklaces, as well as gold bricks and bars. Sir, now we can make a fortune" The rich man looked at Zhao Zhi slyly.

Looking at the suitcase full of gold, Zhao Zhi's eyes were dizzy, and his mind became in a trance in an instant. Suddenly, he had the idea of dividing the gold and everyone going their separate ways. The corner of his eyes swept over the rich man, and Zhao Zhi suddenly saw the rich man's always greedy face, but now the rich man's eyes clearly revealed a cunning gaze. Zhao Zhi suddenly understood, everyone asked him to come here, just to see what Zhao Zhi thought, to see if he treated everyone as his own, and whether he would give up everyone for the sake of interests at a critical time.

Zhao Zhi, who was teased by the old dogs, shook his head in annoyance, and raised his foot to kick the rich man in disguise, causing everyone to laugh good-naturedly. The old cannon hugged Zhao Zhi tightly and teased Zhao Zhi, "Damn, is the little white face still good at the critical moment." But you have to think about it, there's about 20 kilograms of gold here."

"You dog's day, let go," Uncle Guo, who was also happy, kicked the old cannon. With a straight face, he asked Zhao Zhi, "Little white face, what should we do with all this gold?" Don't let too many people know about it now, or the team will disperse."

"Let's only take a small part, bury the rest first, and then come back to pick it up later" Zhao Zhi grabbed some gold jewelry and some gold bars from the suitcase, "We have a lot of places to use money when we return to China, and these are enough for the time being." When we enter Burma again, we will retrieve the gold buried here. Leave the work of burying the gold to the rich and the profiteers, and let no one interfere."

The rich man who was entrusted with a heavy task by Zhao Zhi patted his shoulder was completely stupid, and looked at Zhao Zhi with his mouth wide open, in disbelief. Damn, this is more than a dozen kilograms of gold, and the little white face believes in himself so much. Uncle Guo bared his yellow teeth, stretched out his hand to give the rich man a chestnut, and said with a smile, "Are you fucking stupid?" The chief has commanded, you don't want to go quickly. Remember to give the place to Lao Tzu to remember clearly, there is money for my pension here."

"Oh, oh, I know, let's go, go," the rich man who had come back to God took the profiteer and carried the suitcase into the woods. The old cannon nested in the sidecar of a motorcycle, watching the doglegs cleaning the battlefield, smoking a cigarette. "Captain, do you want to see the grenadiers we just got?" The big black confusion stained by the gunpowder smoke took a few female gunners, carrying 3 grenadiers and a few backpacks full of grenades, looking for the old gunner.

"It's all petty, we all have mortars, what more grenadiers do we need" The old cannon was bored and only smoked, and he didn't raise his head. Da pouted in confusion and retorted to the old artillery, "You can't say that, there are not many shells for this mortar, if there are no shells, what can we do?" How good this grenadier is, light in weight, good in ammunition supply. Let's fight if we want, pick it up and run if we don't want to, and when they are running, they can also use grenadiers, that's so enjoyable."

"Running and fighting, isn't that. Can that be accurate? Waste of ammunition" The old cannon deliberately teased the female gunners, obviously messing around. These dozen or so female soldiers stay with the dogs every day, and they have all learned to be extremely slippery and thick-skinned, and they don't look like women for a long time.

Zhao Yan, nicknamed Bailing, was wide-eyed, holding a grenadier, pointing to a small tree in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Dead old cannon, look at it" Zhao Yan strained his feet and ran quickly sideways. Zhao Yan, who was running, reached out and took a grenade from her waist and stuffed it into the grenadier. Calculating the distance and height in his heart, the grenadier in his hand was tightly pressed against the leather bullet bag on his abdomen, and he pulled the grenadier canister. The ejected woods exploded into a cloud of smoke, and the small tree was broken in two. "Good," the female soldiers clapped their hands in unison. "Hmph" Zhao Yan, who came back with a grenadier, looked at the old cannon with disdain.

"Ah" The old cannon, who was already in a petrified state, jumped out of the sidecar like a monkey by the cigarette butt that fell from his mouth, and hurriedly took out the cigarette butt that fell into his clothes. "Hahaha" Zhao Yan, who was proud like a peacock, glanced at the old gunner, and proudly took the female gunners away. Lang Zhong took out a bottle of animal fat and pasted it on the scald, and kept nagging in his mouth, "You deserve it, those women don't mess with it, they don't listen to it, they deserve it."

The old cannon who couldn't cry and laugh is now flamboyant, he originally just wanted to tease a few female soldiers, but he didn't expect these girls to really have some ability.

"Sir, everything is hidden, this is a secret note" The rich man with a sweaty face handed Zhao Zhi a piece of paper with a mark on the surrounding mark of the place where the gold was buried. Zhao Zhi carefully put the paper into a small leather bag and stuffed it into his personal pocket, which was something that the brothers fought hard for.

"Sir, we've got two little devils in the back. The dog day is a maintenance soldier, who will repair the car, let's not keep it first" and the long hair intercepted the Japanese army behind the Japanese army, and the show came back. "Let's go, let's see" Zhao Zhi, they never want to be taken prisoner. But it's a pity that this damaged car was thrown away, and if these two Japanese soldiers could really repair the car, it would indeed be a treasure.

The two Japanese soldiers were stripped of their long hair, tied like rice dumplings, and escorted back. Looking at these two guys with blood stains and snot, Zhao Zhi looked at Xiucai suspiciously, are these two bear bags Japanese soldiers? "One of them is called Maeda, the other is called Inoue, they are just maintenance soldiers, not combat soldiers" Xiucai saw Zhao Zhi's question and took the initiative to explain.

It turned out that this was the case, Zhao Zhi had a small idea in his heart. "You tell them that as long as we fix the car, we will keep them safe and fed. If you don't agree, you will be shot on the spot."

Xiucai and the two Japanese soldiers had a grunting conversation, and then turned around and asked Zhao Zhi, "Sir, when they asked when they could be released?" "As long as they are obedient, when we return home safely, we will let them go." You first take them to see the corpses of the Japanese soldiers over there and stimulate them. Then each person will be issued a new set of military uniforms, and send two people to watch them secretly, and if they find something wrong, they will kill them" Zhao Zhi made a guarantee, he is now looking forward to the addition of these two bear-wrapped Japanese soldiers.

In order to distinguish the difference between the two Japanese soldiers and the Chinese soldiers, Xiucai drew crosses on the sleeves on both sides of their new uniforms, with the blood of the Japanese soldiers on the ground, and the same was true on the steel helmets. Xiucai explained that the cross is an internationally accepted symbol that means humanitarianism. The two Japanese soldiers who were frightened by the mutilated corpses of the Japanese army quickly threw themselves into work, and Zhao Zhi arranged dozens of dogs to listen to their command. Regarding everyone's incomprehension, Zhao Zhi didn't bother to explain, but repeatedly emphasized that these two Japanese soldiers were his own people for the time being, and they could not be bullied.

"Dog's day, the little devil is capable" The rich man happily looked at the 5 motorcycles and more than 50 bicycles repaired in front of him, and secretly gave Zhao Zhi a thumbs up. Others just grabbed a few Japanese prisoners to invite merit, and as soon as their commander came out, the Japanese army had to serve us, cow. "Who, give each of them a can, and reward the reward" The rich man happily patted the shoulders of the two Japanese soldiers, very enthusiastic.

"I'm really sorry, there are no parts, we can only dismantle the damaged car and piece it together, I'm really sorry for everyone" The two Japanese soldiers holding the canned food bowed to the rich man and Zhao Zhi one by one. "What does that mean?" The rich man, who was confused by the Japanese army, pulled Xiucai and asked.

"The little devils think they have too few cars to fix, sorry for us. These two boys had just been transferred from their country, and they were just simple maintenance soldiers," Xiucai explained to the rich man what the Japanese army meant.

The ammunition was replenished, and some supplies were moved from the cart to the motorcycles and bicycles, and the burden on the cart was much lighter. The goat's scout team was also given a few bicycles to make it easier to contact the team, so that the scouts no longer had to run back to deliver the news. The dogs were giggling and practicing their bicycles, but there were often people who fell on their backs with the car, causing everyone to laugh.

The wreckage of the Japanese army was left on the grassy road, and no one paid attention to it, or in a few days they would stink and rot, and become fertilizer for the earth, just like the Burmese they buried alive. After burying the dead and carrying the wounded, the rested procession continued on its way, and with the newly arrived motorcycles and bicycles, the procession was moving faster than in the morning. Zhao Zhi decided to go a little further, then stopped to camp, after a battle, everyone's physical strength was also consumed a lot, and it was time to take a break.