Chapter 8: The Price of Mercy (3)
Tengu snorted, but couldn't say a word, and closed his eyes in pain.
"Withdraw!"
The leopard gritted his teeth and gave the order to retreat, even if he was 100% reluctant in his heart, but he would not gamble his brothers' lives on luck.
The cheetah team eventually withdrew, and although the leopard's decision was timely, it was still half a step slower than the efficiency of the Myanmar local government outside.
When the Cheetah team decided to retreat, they did not know that the local government forces in northern Myanmar were forming an improvised blockade against them, trying to encircle a 10-kilometer radius.
A radius of ten kilometers sounds like a small range, but it is densely packed with jungles, and there are many poisonous insects, mosquitoes and flies, and when the order is actually carried out, the soldiers of these local government armies realize what a bad order it is. So much so that if they wanted to complete the encirclement within the specified time, most of the front-line officers and soldiers who carried out the order thought that this was impossible.
The Myanmar junta needs to rely on China on the surface, but that does not mean that it will not cheat China secretly, everything is premised on interests. A soldier of the Chinese special forces can be exchanged for hundreds of thousands or even millions of soft girl coins, I don't know how many tons of rice it can be worth, such a prisoner comes to a dozen and sells them all to the Chinese government: not only can tell the Chinese government that he is not muddy, but also can make a lot of money from China, this kind of beauty is not happy.
In the face of this red. With the acquiescence of the Burmese junta, the local government cannot sit still. Without even reporting to their superiors, the local government hastily assembled armed forces and tried to surround the 10-kilometer radius of the primeval forest, leaving them in a dilemma because they had not prepared enough in advance. From such an order, it can be seen that there is still a big gap between the armed forces under the local government of Myanmar and the real army from the army.
Basically, the civilian officials are at the level of commanding the army to fight by their imagination, and when the local armed forces may not be in place, the leopard squad has been annihilated or captured in various ways in the minds of the heads of the local government.
The leopards finally retreated in time, and the armed forces in these patchy places had already moved near the blockade line before they had completed the encirclement, and it was already early in the morning of the second day of the retreat.
After all, we are fighting in a foreign country, and the right time, place, and people are not good for us. Although the leopards immediately retreated without stopping, and even advanced to the vicinity of the blockade line of the miscellaneous army early the next morning, which was absolutely unexpected by the other side. But in front of them were two simple guard towers built with local materials as horns for each other, the distance between the guard towers was more than ten meters, plus the soldiers patrolling and guarding around, this Biao people and horses had twenty or thirty people, and they were not counting the secret sentry in the dense forest in the distance.
Of course, this is not the point, no matter how tight the blockade is, unless the mountain can be closed like the Chinese government organizes militias to form a human wall, there will always be loopholes to exploit, and it is a big deal to take a long detour. What the leopard and the black tiger are worried about is that the Burmese junta will send regular troops to block their way back to the north, so that a bloody battle will inevitably be avoided, and it is possible that the eight will eventually return home alive. Neither the leopard nor the black tiger wanted to see such an outcome, so they had to speed up their march and prepare for the worst to get enough distance from the junta before it acted.
"What's that?!" The viper's low, sudden voice attracted the leopard's attention, and there was a hint of horror in its voice.
Following the viper's gaze, I saw a person hanging from a giant tree in the middle of two simple guard towers! Most of their vision was blocked by the thick trunk and luxuriant foliage of the giant tree, and their main attention was focused on the two watchtowers, so they didn't notice a person hanging here at the first time.
"It looks like the kid was suffering a lot, but what do these people mean by hanging this kid here? ... Tengu, let him come. ”
The leopard was also shocked, and in the blink of an eye, he thought of a possibility, and hurriedly asked the Tengu and the two to confirm their guess.
When the tengu came, the leopard didn't talk nonsense, handed him the telescope in his hand, and pointed ahead.
"It's him! That bull riding boy! ”
With just one glance, Tengu recognized who the boy who was hanging from the tree was, it was the bull riding boy who showed him the way three days ago! However, at this time, the boy was no longer alive, hanging motionless on the tree, allowing his body to be covered with mosquitoes and flies.
Tengu was also shocked by what he saw. The bull riding boy three days ago has now been gouged out and his nose and ears cut, and his face is covered with blood and mosquitoes and flies.
The boy had apparently been poisoned not long ago, and there were occasional traces of blood on his body, staining the trunk of the tree beneath him.
Tengu clenched his fists, and at this moment, he really had a thousand tastes in his heart. It's not that he knocked over the five-flavor bottle, but he feels that the bitter fruit of the bull riding boy is self-inflicted. This bitter fruit can only be swallowed by oneself.
It's hard to have a good conscience, it's not kindness, it's the tengu's conscience that tortures you.
"I thought he would betray us, but I didn't expect him to be tortured like this, so it seems-"
The bull riding boy was already in front of him, obviously suffering inhuman torture, and as for why he didn't have to think about it, the leopard's tone softened a lot.
"-I hurt him, those soft girl coins." Tengu stopped the leopard and took over the conversation as if reflectively.
The living conditions of the people at the bottom of Myanmar are still very backward, and there is still a gap of decades compared with China. Especially in the deep mountains and old forests of northern Myanmar, people's living standards are basically still dependent on the weather for food, and all kinds of resources have not yet been developed.
Let's ask in such an area, when a bull riding boy took out a few soft sister coins with 100 yuan bills, not to mention 100 yuan, even if it is a soft sister coin of five yuan or ten yuan, it will be envied by all kinds of people, soft sister coins are hard currency in the local market town, let alone in this kind of deep mountains and old forests, but after envy is all kinds of jealousy generated by the imbalance in the hearts of the people around them!
When everyone's envy turns into jealousy, there will be things like exposing whistleblowers, coupled with the corruption of the local armed forces, not to mention hundreds of yuan of soft sister coins, even a pack of foreign cigarettes and a bottle of foreign wine are worth a big fight within these miscellaneous armies, and the fate of the bull riding boy will definitely not be much better.
If the boy just handed over the money and it would be fine, he must be very willing. But the bad thing is that for the bull riding boy, the origin of the money is an unavoidable problem, and he suffers because of it.
That's why Tengu said that he harmed the boy, and in the final analysis, Tengu is the 'cause' in cause and effect.
It is in line with the old saying: I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me. This is something that cannot be helped, and it is what makes Tengu feel miserable now.