"Sir, sir" Steamed buns shouted all the way and ran back, Zhao Zhi couldn't help frowning, Zhao Zhi usually doesn't have very strict requirements for these young boys, but as an officer, the least composure still has to be there, if Roger sees it like Steamed Bun, it will be another scolding.

"What's the panic? Straighten out your breath and then speak" Looking at the panting steamed buns, Zhao Zhi couldn't help but snort coldly, looking at the pockmarked face standing next to them, they couldn't help but have a chill on their backs, and tried their best to straighten their backs and stand straight. Zhao Zhi: The place where they stood was a slope that they had finally found, and after cutting down some trees around it, it could barely be regarded as a site for receiving material airdrops, but fortunately, this airdrop was only enough food and ammunition for half a month, and the amount was not particularly large.

"Report, the scouts we went out to search found seriously injured machetes, as well as a few wounded brothers, after the last time they were injured in the exchange of fire with the Japanese army, they hid in a cave" Mantou's voice was filled with joy, the machete was the starting part of the plan, and the young officers didn't know about it, so as soon as they saw the scouts who went out and brought back the "bloodstained" machete, Mantou ran to tell Zhao Zhi as soon as he knew.

"Let's go, go and see" Zhao Zhi was obviously a little excited, walked out a few steps, and then suddenly turned around and pointed at the three of them, "You stay and direct them to level the field and prepare to receive the materials airdrop" For Zhao Zhi's assignment, they didn't dare to say anything about the pockmarked face, so they had to sprinkle their anger on the supplementary soldiers who leveled the field, but it was precisely because of this that the leveling of the airdrop site would go very smoothly.

The injuries of the machete are naturally fake, Zhao Zhi can't take the pockmarked face to see them with the machete, once the news leaks, it will affect all the brothers. In fact, what needs to be paid attention to is only a machete, the appearance of the other scouts, and the pockmarked face they don't know at all, all they care about is to be able to smoothly receive the materials dropped by air, and to be able to return to the defense area of the expeditionary force under the protection of Zhao Zhi and them, and next time they are killed, they will not dare to come to the direct battalion.

Just after lunch, a few black spots appeared in the clouds, and the sentry in charge of the lookout sent back the news that it was a plane coming. The roar of the plane in mid-air has been heard very clearly, "Don't worry, let's see if it's our plane first" Zhao Zhi and Edward both looked at the air with binoculars, the plane was still a little far away, and their telescopes couldn't see the model of the plane at all, Zhao Zhi still had to order the sentry to hide in the bushes, and the sentry was carrying a smoke bomb to guide the target of the plane.

"It's a dog's head, look, the wings of the plane are painted with a dog's head, it's Catherine's plane" Zhao Zhi patted Edward's shoulder with some excitement, not caring at all that Edward was still a wounded. Edward rolled his eyes helplessly at Zhao Zhi, he had already heard from the roar of the plane that it was a US military transport plane, but before he could say it, Zhao Zhi himself discovered Catherine's landline. "Signal" Zhao Zhi gave the order, and the sentry quickly ran to the center of the field and threw out a red smoke bomb, and soon, a puff of red smoke was released on the field.

This time, only one of Catherine's transport planes was sent to airdrop for the battalion directly under him, and the other planes were all escort fighters, after all, the airfield in Myitkyina had only been taken down not long ago, and he still had to guard against the Japanese planes. The transport plane lowered its altitude and flew above the clearing, like a hen laying eggs, dropping a dozen umbrella flowers from the cabin. However, the airdropped transport plane did not leave immediately, but flew around the open space a few more times, and after shaking its wings a few times, it reluctantly flew in the direction of Myitkyina.

The smoke bombs were quickly buried, and the parachutes and wooden boxes were also dragged into the woods by the reinforcements, and before they had time to see what was in the boxes, Zhao Zhi ordered to move immediately. The target of the airdrop was too conspicuous, and no one dared to guarantee that there would be no Japanese pursuit, and it was better to evacuate early. In order to quickly carry away the airdropped materials, the rich man and the old cannon took people to do a lot of eight-person carrying, which was still a means of transport that the old cannon and the rich man figured out when Zhao Zhi and his dogs attacked the Japanese supply points in the mountains and forests.

This so-called eight-person lift is actually very simple, it is a sedan chair made of wooden sticks and umbrella ropes, but the sedan body is replaced with a wooden box, in order to speed up, the old cannon changed the sedan chair carried by four people to eight people, four in front and four in the back. This time, the supplies were not very many, but now they were divided into more than a dozen boxes, and the weight of each box was much lighter, not to mention eight people to carry them, even four people were enough to carry them and fly away. It was only for the part of the materials that the rich man had secretly hidden, that the old cannon and the rich man had to use eight people to carry it, and they couldn't let so many things rot in the mountains and forests.

The reinforcements carrying the supply boxes ran fast, but it was only two hours, and Zhao Zhi and them traveled about 10 miles in the direction of Myitkyina in the mountains and forests, until the scouts who came out reported that a Burmese village had appeared in the valley ahead, and Zhao Zhi ordered the troops to stop and rest. This Burmese village is very hidden, and if it weren't for the scouts chasing a small wild boar in the mountains and forests, they might have missed this village.

"The village is not big, it looks like there are more than 200 people, there are not many young and middle-aged people in the village, and almost most of the people we found are old and weak women and children" The goat lying behind a dead tree handed the telescope to Zhao Zhi. These Burmese people have built their villages in such a secluded valley, and there are no fields here, could it be that they are only hunting for a living? With a hint of doubt, Zhao Zhi carefully observed the villages in the valley with a telescope, hoping that he could use the telescope to find the answer he wanted.

The village in the valley looks very quiet, only a few old people and some children play by the stream at the entrance of the village, and from time to time there are a few local dogs running around them, all of which is like Zhao Zhi's memory, when he was a child, he and his friends frolicked in the small river in their hometown. The curling smoke of the cooking stove was rising, and it was almost noon, and it seemed that the village had already begun to cook lunch, and Zhao Zhi's telescope moved from the village back to the children by the stream at the entrance of the village.

A little light that suddenly appeared in the telescope entered Zhao Zhi's line of sight, which was the bright flash formed by the reflection of metal in the sun. "Damn" Zhao Zhi suddenly gritted his teeth and scolded, the reflection was caused by the bayonet carried by a child at the entrance of the village, looking at the style of the bayonet, it was obvious that it was an American-made M1 bayonet, and this kind of bayonet would naturally not be the equipment of the Japanese army. Zhao Zhi and the grass around them made a loud noise, and the big ox in thatched clothes crawled over, and the mountain march for days tossed Uncle Guo enough, and now the snipers of the battalion directly under them are almost managed by the honest and serious bull.

"We caught a Burmese man in the woods, he had an American kettle on his waist, but we didn't have anyone who could speak Burmese, so there was no way to ask him" Da Niu scratched his head helplessly, this honest boy obviously had a big problem. "Let's go, let's see" Zhao Zhiyi shook his head, leaving two scouts to continue to monitor the village, while he followed behind the big bull with the goat, ready to see what the captive looked like.

As Zhao Zhi imagined, it was a Burmese man wearing a black homespun blouse and a Burmese skirt, and he was barefoot, and the kettle that Da Niu said was in Yan Shijun's hand at this time. "Sir, this is Xiao Linzi's kettle, and the words on it are still engraved by me for him" Yan Shijun handed the kettle in his hand to Zhao Zhi and pointed to the Lin character on the kettle to Zhao Zhi. Xiao Linzi was one of the two secret sentinels on the night when the cook Wang Dabao became famous in the first battle, and the flamethrower's fire on the second day was so bad that Yu Bao and they couldn't tell the corpses of their own people at all, they thought that the corpses of the two dark sentinels had already been burned to char by the fire.

This village is dozens of miles away from the place where Wang Dabao and the Burmese attacked, Zhao Zhi and Yan Shijun glanced at each other, and here they could see the kettle of Xiaolinzi, which was obviously very problematic. "Go to Mazi and ask them to see if anyone knows Burmese" Zhao Zhi sent the steamed buns to the reinforcements, there were no people who knew Burmese, they didn't know what this Burmese man was talking about. Zhao Zhi couldn't help frowning and asked, "Go and ask the cook, after they were attacked, when they were cleaning the battlefield, did they find Xiao Linzi's guns." The corpse can be burned by the fire, and the gun is still there, right? ”

The cook Wang Dabao came quickly, and he was dragged by the dogs, "Sir, after we were attacked last time, the cleaning and burial of the battlefield was done by those supplementary soldiers, and our own people have all withdrawn to the camp to rest" Wang Dabao blinked his small eyes and looked at Zhao Zhi, for fear that he would not answer in detail enough to annoy Zhao Zhi. Zhao Zhi didn't pay attention to Wang Dabao's expression, he was just wondering if the village that the scouts found just now was the Burmese who attacked the camp that night, the Burmese they caught was carrying a small forest kettle, and the child by the stream at the entrance of the village still had an American-style M1 bayonet issued by the expeditionary force in his hand.

"Sir, there is no guy in the reinforcement who can speak Burmese, and there is no one among our people who can speak" Mantou ran back with a sweat on his head. It's a bit troublesome now, Zhao Zhi frowned and walked back and forth a few steps, if he just rushed into the village, in case these things were picked up by the villagers themselves, it would be a joke. Just when Zhao Zhi was distressed, the goat came back and brought back a woman dressed in Burmese. Just when Zhao Zhi and the others were puzzled, the goat leaned into Zhao Zhi's ear and whispered a few words, and Zhao Zhi showed a look of sudden realization.

"You said that you are from the Military Hospital of the Fifth Army, do you know Yuan Qingqing?" Zhao Zhi looked at the haggard woman in front of him, the woman looked haggard, with a vegetable, if it weren't for the goat telling him that this was a female soldier of the expeditionary force who had run away during the 42-year retreat, Zhao Zhi would have thought that she was a Burmese female mountain man.

"Acquaintance, my name is Zhao Xiu'e, we were scattered by the Japanese army when we retreated, and a few of us followed the hospital's husband Uncle Lao Tian all the way, and later after being caught by the Burmese, he was brought to this village" Zhao Xiu'e looked behind Zhao Zhi, and there was a sudden hint of brilliance on her yellow face, Zhao Zhi didn't need to turn around to know that it was Yuan Qingqing who came.

"You're Xiu'e?" Yuan Qingqing, who got the news, not only came by herself, but also brought two female hospital soldiers who had been following her, they were extremely familiar with Zhao Xiu'e, but they didn't believe that the woman with an old face and a withered face in front of them was the Zhao Xiu'e they were familiar with, not to mention that Zhao Xiu'e was only 19 years old when she disappeared, and she hadn't seen her for two years, so she looked like a woman who was almost 40 years old.

Zhao Xiu'e suddenly turned around and hid behind the goat, "Sister Qingqing, don't come here, Xiu'e is no longer the little girl who likes to listen to your stories before, after a few of us were caught in this village, we were forced to marry the man in the village, only 2 years, only I am the only one left of the 6 sisters, I knew this, I was on the road with Uncle Lao Tian in the forest at that time, but I don't have to suffer so much" Zhao Xiu'e's cry came from behind the goat, and Zhao Zhi's nose was sour when he listened, There was already some moisture in my eyes.

"Xiu'e, come here, I'll take you home, look, you still have our sisters" Yuan Qingqing held back her tears, and tried her best to slow down her speech, looking forward to coaxing Zhao Xiu'e out. War is cruel, especially for women, when the expeditionary force retreated in 42 years, countless soldiers were left behind, killed, committed suicide, and captured, and only Yuan Qingqing and a few of the more than 100 female soldiers in the Fifth Army's military hospital, and the other female soldiers either died under the pursuit of the Japanese army, or died in the jungle. It's just that Yuan Qingqing didn't know that there were still female soldiers like Zhao Xiu'e who were captured by the Burmese and survived as their wives.

"Sister Qingqing, Xiu'e only asks you for one thing, the Burmese people in this village are not a good thing, in 42 years, their whole village went into the mountains to arrest our people, cut off our people's heads and go to the Japanese to receive rewards, you must avenge us" Zhao Xiu'e's voice was poignant and hoarse, even people like goats who don't like to be shapeless were a little moved, if it weren't for the difference between men and women, the goats would have dragged Zhao Xiu'e out from behind them. "Revenge, revenge" Zhao Xiu'e's voice became deeper and lower and a little trembling, Zhao Zhi secretly screamed badly, and when the goat turned back, Zhao Xiu'e had already pierced her chest with an M1 bayonet, and she couldn't live.

"Yan Shijun, peel this bastard alive for me, if you don't dare, Lao Tzu will do it yourself" Zhao Zhi kicked the Burmese man to the ground with one kick, and smashed his steel helmet and covered his face with a mess, until the Burmese man was covered in blood and unconscious, and then slowly stood up. After throwing the Burmese to Yan Shijun, Zhao Zhi hugged the crying Yuan Qingqing and left, this is a sad place, and Zhao Zhi is ready to turn this place into a place of dead silence. ~