The young man's name is Ma Jiang, because the old man Ma likes the Nu River very much, so he named his grandson Ma Jiang, hoping that his family will continue to flow like the Nu River. But when the devil came, everything changed, because he refused to cooperate with the devil, the old man burned his shop in a fit of rage, so the devil who broke into the door was almost wiped out, leaving only himself with his two daughters-in-law and grandson Ma Jiang fled to Ma Gao in Myanmar.

Ma Jiang had a good calculation, and under the influence of his family, he was a good businessman, so Zhao Zhi handed him over to the rich man. Uncle Guo gave the newly joined Ma Jiang the nickname "profiteer" according to the rules of the doglegs, which made the other doglegs laugh and burst into laughter, damn, the profiteers and the rich people are mixed together, and everyone will not have a good life in the future.

James's jeep just blew a tire, basically nothing serious, and after impounding the explosives on the car, it was still the Japanese military who sent them away. But in the hands of the bad uncle, even the wheat stalks have to be squeezed out of oil, let alone Henry, an English nobleman. After learning from James that Henry was a nobleman, the cunning uncle took everything from Henry, and it wasn't over. He asked Xiucai to take the camera that had just snatched Henry, stripped Henry naked, let him hug a pig, and took random pictures for a while, and then forced Henry, who was naked, to sign an IOU. It is very clear on the IOU that whenever and wherever Henry sees this IOU, he must help the person holding the IOU to do something. Of course, this incident will not discredit Henry's title of nobility. James and Henry already knew that they were attacked by the rout of the expeditionary force, but Uncle Guo had Henry's photo and IOU in his hand, and when they returned, they only said that they had blown up the warehouse, and they did not get anything from the British command about Zhao Zhi and their robbery of the British warehouse.

Ma Jiang's proposed route was to go east from Magao to skirt Sunbrabeng, climb Gaoligong Mountain from Maudan, then follow the Nu River towards Lijiang, and finally turn into Kunming. Zhao Zhi knew that it looked like it was only a short road on the map, but if he really walked, it would be far away. However, such a march, although the distance is farther, can avoid the Japanese troops in the brigade, and it should be the safest route to return home. When he was in the jungle, Zhao Zhi didn't think about going to India. But Uncle Guo's sentence made Zhao Zhi dispel this idea. Uncle Guo, although they are defeated soldiers, they are also pure Chinese soldiers. Their concept is very pure, even if they die, they will die on the soil of their own country. After seeing James and Henry's fighting performance, they were even more reluctant to be in the company of the arrogant British.

According to the information provided by James, the British had found a lot of Japanese troops in Sunbrabung, and according to the weapons and equipment they described, Zhao Zhi estimated that there was a wing of the Japanese army there. The Japanese troops at the wing level were something that Zhao Zhi didn't dare to provoke, so they could only find an opportunity to avoid them. One was accidentally stuck by the Japanese army, and Zhao Zhi's more than 300 people were not enough for the Japanese army to stuff their teeth.

"The canned and compressed biscuits in each of your backpacks are your rations for 10 days. If you finish eating early, you'll only be hungry," shouted the rich man, standing on a cart full of supplies, for the guys could eat all the cans in their backpacks in a day. No matter how much supplies there are, they must be carefully calculated, and hundreds of people eat, drink, and Lazar, and the rich man who is pressed is out of breath. Fortunately, now that we have these supplies, otherwise we would have to eat wild vegetables and gnaw tree bark every day, just like in the jungle.

It was still a double-column formation, and the long line left Magao and left this place that left many memories for everyone. Looking back at the figure of the old man in Gao Gang from a distance, Ma Jiang gritted his teeth, wiped a handful of tears, and turned his head to catch up with the team. He was just a guide, not a scout, so Zhao Zhi didn't let him walk in front of the queue.

In the direction indicated by Ma Jiang, the goats and machetes led the scouts out a few miles, guiding and guarding. The abundant food for several days in a row made the dogs alive and well, and the journey went smoothly. At noon, he had already left Magao for more than 50 miles, and Zhao Zhi decided to take a temporary rest on a sloping land. The forward cart of more than 50 miles has already made the doglegs panting, and they need a temporary rest. There were so many things on the cart that the rich man loaded the selected supplies into the only dozen carts. The carts were emitting painful ** all the way, which made Zhao Zhi very worried about whether those carts would fall apart halfway. But he knew that the rich man was not greedy, but just wanted to provide more security for his brothers.

Longhair, a sapper-turned-man, with a few guys with sharp hands and feet, scavenged all the British mines found in the warehouse. Zhao Zhi forcibly ordered the doglegs to carry two mines on their backs, and once they were stuck by the Japanese army, this was their killer weapon to save their lives. You can't fight it, but with the ample weapons and equipment in hand, you can still be sure of escaping. Zhao Zhi is now just thinking about taking these brothers home, no matter how many Japanese troops are in front, no matter how dangerous the front is, Zhao Zhi will also use all his skills to take everyone back to China.

Uncle Guo took a few gunmen to lie on a high place to provide warning for everyone, and by the way, taught the gunners the skills of shooting. "Sir, the machete is back" Xiucai ran down the high slope to find Zhao Zhi, according to the plan, there is no situation, the scouts will not contact the brigade.

"Sir, Japanese troops have been spotted five miles ahead, and it is not clear how many of them there are."

"Into the woods, into the woods" Zhao Zhi beckoned everyone, there was a forest on the right side of the slope, which was enough to provide everyone with concealment. The doglegs rushed to the rich man in unison, and they had to get the cart into the woods first, which was everyone's lifeblood, and there could be no mistakes. More than 300 people rushed into the woods with more than a dozen carts, and the slopes quickly returned to calm, leaving no trace. Uncle Guo, who was hidden in the grass on a high place, observed the movement ahead with a sniper scope, and a yellow dragon came from a distance at the bottom of the slope.

This Yellow Dragon is a large group of guys on bicycles, a group of exhausted Japanese soldiers. The hot weather and a lot of exercise caused many Japanese soldiers to strip their backs, and their guns and ammunition were carried barebacks. The dust on his face was washed into sweat one by one, like a face in Peking Opera, full of comedy. From the sniper scope of Uncle Guo, the Japanese soldiers were desperately pedaling on bicycles like beasts. From time to time, there were Japanese soldiers who were left behind due to bicycle damage, spreading their legs and desperately chasing after the brigade.

"It seems that there is a squadron" Uncle Guo, who slowly retreated from the high ground, discussed with Zhao Zhi in a low voice. A squadron of the Japanese army is probably more than 200 people, more than 300 against more than 200, and this group of Japanese troops does not carry heavy firepower, so it should have a chance to win. Zhao Zhi suddenly noticed the eyes of the doglegs looking at him, and from the eyes of the doglegs, Zhao Zhi saw the unwillingness and expectation. Unwilling to be defeated by the expeditionary force in Burma, I hope that Zhao Zhican lead everyone to destroy these Japanese troops again, so as to wash away the shame on his body and make himself worthy of the title of Chinese soldiers.

Zhao Zhi hasn't decided yet, and some doglegs who are good at observing words and emotions have already begun to prepare. The old cannon was grabbing the machine gun in Maotou's hand, and found that Zhao Zhi was staring at him, and said in a disguised manner, "Those girls under my command will use grenadiers, better than me, those female calves have kicked me out." I had a good time first, so I hit two magazines, just two" The old cannon learned the obscenity of Uncle Guo and the chatter of long hair, lying next to Zhao Zhi, muttering in Zhao Zhi's ear like a fly.

Zhao Zhi, who was annoyed by the old cannon and couldn't stand it, raised his foot for a moment, and the old cannon who was kicked covered his thigh and closed his mouth, and the world was finally quiet. "Uncle Guo, take your people up to the tree on the right, wait for the Japanese army to be driven over, and defeat them. The long-haired man walked around the back of the Japanese army to pick up the fleeing guys. The old artillery led the female soldiers to bombard with mortars, and drove the Japanese soldiers to the side of the uncle. Mao Tou went up to the heights with all the light machine guns to suppress the Japanese fire. The rest of the people went into the bushes and, hearing the gunshots, threw a round of grenades before firing fire. No one heard the order to charge. Zhao Zhi gave the order in an orderly manner, his eyes firmly fixed on each of the leading dogs. He was afraid that someone would not listen to his orders clearly, and although the war would kill people, Zhao Zhi still hoped that he could retreat with his brothers. There were only more than 300 people left, and Zhao Zhi couldn't stand the life and death of his brothers, and he wanted to avoid this kind of thing as much as possible.

Gao Qiao, who was sitting in the motorcycle sidecar, was very depressed, wouldn't it be good to ambush the expeditionary force at Sun Brabung, why did he send his own squadron to Ma Gao? At such a distance, only a dozen motorcycles were issued to his squadron, but fortunately, he also collected a lot of Burmese bicycles, but it was a pity that those heavy weapons were thrown in Sunbrabeng. As long as you bypass this plateau, you will soon reach Magao. I heard that there are a lot of British warehouses there, and maybe my squadron can catch some British soldiers. Takahashi fantasized about the medal he was about to get, and his depressed mood was much better.

Takahashi had a suitcase in the sidecar of his motorcycle, which contained gold, and it was when Takahashi and the others had just come out of Sunbrabang when they met a group of Burmese businessmen who had fled. Burmese merchants offered all the gold they had with them, hoping that Takahashi would spare them. The brutal Takahashi didn't shoot them, he just buried them deep in the ground, making them fertilizer for the earth. Takahashi now fantasizes that he will be able to get more gold after entering Ma Gao. "Speed up" Takahashi, who was full of confidence, stepped on the suitcase in the sidecar and waved his hand, commanding the Japanese army to speed up. However, fantasy does not become reality, and when a flying bullet hits Takahashi's head, this high ground becomes the beginning of Takahashi's squadron's nightmare.