"Boom-"

As the tank guns fired, the terrace was immediately engulfed in flames. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not to mention standing on the terrace, even if you hide in the room, you will be blown to pieces, it is a powerful high-explosive bomb.

"Cool! Man's wife, hurry up and reload. ”

Zhang Zilan, who was called by Luo Qing and sat in the position of the loader, was very angry, but he was not angry, who called Luo Qing his first love?

Of course, just unrequited love.

Inside the tank, Wang Dong sat in the captain's seat, and the driver in front was Lei Dong.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In the camp, explosions were heard one after another.

The tank didn't fire again, it was the bomb that Redon had planted earlier.

"Madman, rush out!"

"No problem, sit tight."

"That's it? I haven't had enough of it! Luo Qing was a little depressed, this was the first time she had shot with live ammunition, and she used to use trainer bullets for training.

"What's the panic, wait for a chance."

When the Type 59 tank was turning, Xie Chuyue climbed up, knocked the top cover of the commander with the butt of his rifle a few times, and signaled to rush out of the camp.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The explosions were still happening, and they were irregular, it felt like they were being shelled, except that there was no sound of shells falling before the explosion.

Lei Dong planted dozens of bombs, mostly with timed fuses.

The officers and men in the camp were too busy to take care of themselves, and no one paid attention to the tanks that rushed out.

At this time, dozens of kilometers away in Mampaya.

Bangkara's lair is said to be a manor, but it is more like a primitive village, with dozens of houses made of wooden planks and bamboo.

In the middle clearing, next to a roaring campfire, a team of mules was loading.

Although there are no roads in the area, there are no roads, so you can't use vehicles such as cars, so you rely on mules and horses for transportation.

Food, medicines, daily chemicals, clothing, etc. were brought in, while methamphetamine was shipped out.

How is ice?

In fact, as early as more than 20 years ago, after China intensified its crackdown, the Golden Triangle region no longer used traditional methods to produce drugs.

Crucially, widespread opium poppy cultivation is easy to detect.

In addition, synthetic drugs such as methamphetamine are less expensive to make.

There are more than 20 mules, which can carry nearly three tons of drugs.

Obviously, it's a big deal.

Although Bonkara is in the "wholesale" business, i.e. the drugs sent from him change hands several times before they reach the addicts, and the price of "wholesale" is certainly much lower than that of retail, but it is also not cheap, with a kilogram of synthetic drugs selling for $5,000.

It's close to three tons, that is, more than 2,000 kilograms, and more than 10 million dollars.

It's just that Bangkara can only get a third of it.

To be precise, a large part of the proceeds from drug trafficking go to the warlords in the region and to buy off high-ranking officials of the Burmese authorities.

Even so, it's a big deal.

Although the labor force for loading is already very active, the armed men under Bonkara are still urging them to move faster.

Whether you have enough or not, you have to leave an hour before dawn.

Quite simply, after daybreak, the mule team is easy to spot, and it can cause trouble.

In a nearby wooden building, a middle-aged man with a fierce face is using a satellite phone to talk to the outside world.

He is Bang Kala, the most powerful man in northern Myanmar and a notorious villain.

In fact, he was only thirty-six years old.

Six years ago, he became the leader of the place after his "predecessor", the one that had previously operated here, was killed by the Huaxia Special Forces.

In order to prove his abilities, Bonkara planned a shocking attack with the facts.

The armed drug traffickers led by him attacked a Chinese freighter on the Lancang River, killing 17 crew members, 14 of whom were brutally executed.

It was this attack that caused big trouble.

Realizing that he had made a serious mistake, Bonkara found a well-connected subordinate and spent $5 million to hire a mercenary.

Next, Bangkala, with the assistance of mercenaries, smashed the encirclement and suppression of the Chinese special forces.

Later, he handed over a subordinate who was not very responsible, and let this unlucky ghost bear the black pot and bear all the charges for attacking the Huaxia freighter.

It's just that Bonkara has become a puppet of the mercenaries.

Five million dollars is just a stepping stone.

Although Bonkara is reluctant, in the face of powerful mercenaries, he can only accept the fact that he supplies mercenaries unconditionally.

To put it simply, all the drugs sold to Western countries have to be handled by mercenaries.

What Bonkara gets is nothing more than the cost of producing drugs.

It's just that you don't always get cash.

Sometimes, all Bonkara gets is second-hand weapons.

In order to ensure that Bonkara is honest, as early as five years ago, the mercenary took his only son, nominally to study abroad, but in fact as a hostage.

One ton of the drugs sent out this time had to be handed over to the mercenary.

Bonkara is in contact with the other party's contact person to confirm the time and place of delivery, and how the other party will exchange the drugs.

It is customary for the mercenary to send Bonkara a CD with a video of his son's recent life after receiving the drugs.

After making the call, Bonkara came out of the cabin.

There were still five hours before dawn, and there was plenty of time, and the mule team was sure to leave on time.

Of course, Bonkara did not forget to urge his men.

The other party promised to pay in cash, but only to deduct a third, on the grounds that his son needed living expenses, and only $600,000 was paid to Bonkara.

The market price of a ton of methamphetamine is as high as $30 million, and the "wholesale" from Bonkara is also $5 million.

Those guys, they only gave 900,000 dollars, and they really took out only 600,000 dollars!

Ruthless, really ruthless!

Bonkara is in a bad mood, angry and needs to vent.

After scolding a group of idle minions who were smoking, Bonkara returned to the house with a young woman, who was actually a teenager.

Because the only son is in the hands of mercenaries, Bangkara is under the control of others.

It would be different if there was a son.

It is the son, not the son, who inherits the lineage, so as long as there is another son, Bonkara will not look at the mercenary's face.

In fact, in the past few years, Bangkara has been working hard to create people, but none of the women he found under his command are angry, and none of them are pregnant with his species.

Sometimes, Bonkara even wonders if it's his problem.

Just, how is that possible?

His son is eighteen years old!

It didn't take long for the screams of a woman to be heard inside the wooden house.

Outside, the men who had just been scolded lit cigarettes again.

Bonkara is energetic, and he is very excited before each delivery, and there is no hour that cannot be done, so there is no need to worry that he will come out to check the post.

It's just that this time it will definitely not take an hour.