Dare Dragon is the youngest grandson of the village chief, who has been playing in this valley since he was a child, and is naturally familiar with every grass and tree here. The gang that came to the village yesterday was so strange that they had to live in a low forest on the south side of the valley instead of living in the arranged house. It wasn't early this morning, and Grandpa asked himself to call the gang to the village for dinner.

Carrying a wooden stick in his hand, Dare Dragon scurried into the woods to the south. In this forest, Danglong had followed his father before, and he was not very afraid of the somewhat gloomy woodland. The dragon who had entered the forest looked left and right, but did not find any trace of the camp of the gang. "Are you leaving?" Dare Dragon muttered in his heart and continued to walk into the woods.

A swirling ball of light flew towards the dragon, and a long knife pierced into the dirt less than two meters in front of the dragon, and the slightly trembling blade was still buzzing. The blade on the handle was blown out by the breeze, and the original red blade was about to turn black-brown, apparently the result of being soaked in a lot of blood. Danglong was caught by the long knife on the ground, and reached out to get the long knife.

At the moment when he stretched out his hand, a hairball suddenly popped out of the long grass on the side, and pounced on the dragon at once. Dare Dragon closed his eyes tightly in fright, he didn't dare to look at the hair ball, afraid of what kind of monster it was. "Wake up" Mao Tuan opened his mouth to speak, which made the dragon very strange, can the beast speak?

Dare Dragon quietly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a human face hidden in the grass, one of the people from yesterday. "My grandfather asked me to call everyone to the village for dinner" Since I have seen it, the courage of the dragon is also much greater, so he simply told the things that his grandfather explained. The hairy man stuffed something like a whistle into his mouth, and blew it hard, making a bird-like sound.

The sound of birds sounded in the forest, and in the eyes of Dare Dragon, the woods, which had been quiet just a moment ago, seemed to suddenly regain their vitality. Dozens of ropes hung down from the tree, and yesterday's gang slid down the tree, and it turned out that they were sleeping on the tree. The forest was densely packed with people, and Dare Long was also taken by the Maotuan man to a young man. Dare Long knew the young man, who was the leader of the gang.

"I know you, you are their leader" Dare Long was bold, looked up at Zhao Zhi with his little head up, and said in stumbling Chinese. Zhao Zhi smiled slightly, looked at the little boy in front of him, and said, "Not the leader, we are brothers"

After a full meal in the village, Zhao Zhi left the village with everyone, and they had to hurry up to Mengguan. With the dry food prepared by the villagers, they bid farewell to the reluctant old village chief, and the team went out of the valley. Zhao Zhi and the others had already learned through the old village chief that Meng Guan was in the northwest direction more than 200 miles away from here, and Zhao Zhi felt that it was better to take everyone to choose the nearest distance and go through the mountains and forests. At this time, the mountain forest is no longer the dense forest in the savage mountains, there is less humidity and heat in the mountain forest, less locusts, more birds and beasts and slopes. After two days of rest and well-fed, the doglegs marched at a fast pace, and the superfluous and useless things had been left with the villagers, each with only some dry food and ammunition and firearms with them.

The rich man is not afraid, the terrain at this time is already mostly hilly, and there are many birds and beasts in the mountains and forests, so there will be no shortage of food. As long as people have something to eat, they have the capital to live, and they have a way to live. The hundreds of people were still divided into dozens of pairs, led by the old doglegs. In this way, Zhao Zhi is very easy to manage, and he can act separately or together.

Goats and machetes were still scattered around the brigade with the scouts, tasked with guarding and pathfinding. The depletion of the grenades made the old cannon temporarily carry his rifle, and his female gunners temporarily helped the rich man prepare everyone's daily food. What he likes to do most now is to grind Zhao Zhi every day, fighting for his share with Zhao Zhi for the long-range firepower that may exist in the ethereal British army materials.

Uncle Guo, who has always been a fan of wealth, was crying at this time, and his many trophies were left by Zhao Zhi to the old village chief, leaving him only a watch. However, Zhao Zhi assured him that when he arrived at Meng Pass, all the spoils of war would be picked by Uncle Guo. Along the way, Zhao Zhi made promises to the doglegs, anyway, they were all painting cakes to satisfy their hunger, and Zhao Zhi and the doglegs didn't care much about the results. The former lieutenant colonel Wang Han has been completely assimilated by these rotten people, and due to repeated opposition from the great confusion, Wang Han was given a nickname by his uncle: Mi Gaze.

The treacherous long hair was next to Wang Mi at this time, not knowing what to say in a whisper. The two have been in a mess for a long time, and Changmao, who has always been bullied by Uncle Guo, seems to have found a helper, but despite this, the repertoire of Changmao and Uncle Guo's daily quarrel is still going on. This also brings some joy to the boring march in the mountains and forests.

The scouts' whistle sounded again, four days, four days in the mountains and forests, and this was the first time that the scout's whistle sounded. The doglegs who were still frolicking just now quickly looked for their own concealment, and everyone curled up behind the concealment, and then raised their guns and guarded carefully. A scout came back from the woods in front, "Sir, machetes, they said they could already see people, just ahead" The hidden doglegs rushed to the hill in front of them like a tide, eager to see what they had found with machetes.

The machetes had already returned with a Burmese man, and they were confused and communicating with the Burmese, asking about the name and situation of the place. After a jerky conversation between the two, they turned around in a daze. "Sir, let's go in the wrong direction, in front of us is Ma Gao, in the northeast of Mengguan. The Burmese man said that there were also British troops in Magau, and that a large group of troops had passed through here a few days ago, as if they had come from Mon Pass, and that there were a lot of trucks and things with them."

The expeditionary force of the brigade, could it be that most of the Fifth Army came out of the Savage Mountain? Zhao Zhi thought quickly, since the expeditionary force of the brigade came from Meng Guan, it was better if Meng Guan didn't go. Now it is estimated that the British army materials in Mengguan have been looted by the expeditionary force, so the key to obtaining the materials is the horse in front of him.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no Japanese troops in Magao, Zhao Zhi issued an order to "enter Magao". The machete, as a striker, led a few scouts out of the woods, and the boots stepped heavily on the horse-high ground. The scouts had just rounded a few rice paddies when the roar of cars could be heard on the improvised road ahead. "Get down, get down," the machete shouted to the scouts, pulling them to their stomachs in the rice fields. The scouts were rolling in the rice paddies, covered in muddy water, and from a distance, they saw nothing more than a few more mud eggs in the rice paddies.

In the distance on the highway came a jeep with two yellow-haired British soldiers in the car. The jeep drove fast, dragging a long trail of dust behind it. "Intercept them" Zhao Zhi pointed to the jeep, lying in the woods, adjusting the ruler of the gun and aiming at the wheels of the jeep. The muzzle of the black hole moved with the jeep, and Uncle "Bah" pulled the trigger steadily. The jeep slammed down the roadbed and got behind a mound of dirt. The roaring jeep hit the dust on the mound, and the British soldiers in the car climbed out of the car, nervously holding their guns.

"Henry, it's all you idiot, if we had left yesterday, would this have happened?" James shouted at Sergeant Henry beside him. Henry didn't say a word, just held his head and lowered his body, curling himself up behind the mound as much as he could.

The machetes and scouts lay on their stomachs in the rice fields for a long time, but there was no movement of the British troops behind the mounds. The daring dog raised his gun and fired a shot at the mound. "Bah" bullets flying from the rice paddies swept past the mound of dirt and sparked on the jeep. "Ahh James looked at this supposedly aristocratic fellow with disdain, which was a shame for the British Empire.

"Pop" A black object fell in front of James, and James looked at the thing in front of him, and his hair stood on end in fright. "Grenade" Frightened James, who was already paralyzed, pulled Henry, who was already paralyzed, and pounced on another mound. "Hahaha" The scouts in the rice field laughed and turned on their backs, the grenade was just an empty shell, and the dog was reluctant to throw it with him. I didn't expect that the two British soldiers were so daring, and they were actually scared like this.

The old cannon who followed the rear team in the woods snatched Maotou's machine gun and shot directly at the mound where James and them were hiding. There was green smoke and dust from the mound of dirt that had been hit. A white flag made of a white handkerchief was slowly lifted from behind the mound, and James was able to burrow out from behind the mound.

How can the British army have such quality? Zhao Zhi and the doglegs, who were hidden in the woods, opened their mouths widely, damn, I had heard that the reason why the expeditionary force broke and fled again and again as soon as it entered Burma was because the British retreated in advance, so that the expeditionary force fell into the encirclement of the Japanese army. Looking at it today, the combat effectiveness of this British guy is indeed not good. As soon as the old cannon released the gun, the British soldier raised the white flag, which is really damn bad.

It doesn't matter if he's a nest or not, let's take it down first. Zhao Zhi waved his hand, and Xiucai, who had long been entrusted with important tasks by Zhao Zhi, greeted him in a tattered military uniform that could no longer distinguish the color and style. James, who was holding a white flag, looked at the guys in front of him who seemed to appear out of thin air, holding Japanese-style firearms in their hands, walking in a figure-eight and the short head. Oh my God, when did the Japanese army go so fast, yesterday it was said that it was in Sunbrabang, and today it will hit the horse, James's eyes widened in horror. Xiucai muttered his hand in fluent Japanese, and several short doglegs swarmed up and tied the two British soldiers into a knot.