After the end of the battle in Yuanping, the commander-in-chief Si Changli received an order to retreat from the top, and after many days of continuous fermentation, the Western media's remarks about the threat to China's border once reached its highest peak, and the southeastern countries expressed strong protests through their embassies in China, which meant that the main force must be withdrawn completely, and only a small number of forces responsible for maintaining stability in the later period should be retained.

As the absolute main force of the Strike Hard Operation, the Third Division was the first military force to withdraw from Yuanping, and more than 100 military vehicles all turned on their twin flashing lights and began their retreat journey with great fanfare.

On a military base in the southern Indian Ocean, a white-haired general with a medal on his chest is elegantly sipping red wine in his hand, and his heart is full of contempt for the low-level soldiers who are obsessed with whiskey, and these people are literally drunkards in his opinion.

"General, the Chinese army has retreated" Lina Jiao smiled and walked in, entering this room, she never had to knock on the door, this was the privilege given to her by the general.

"Hehe, it's a pity, I thought there was a good show to watch, but our goal has been achieved, we have exchanged our sincerity for the trust of our friends, and these friends have now clearly realized that only we are the best partners who can always be relied on by them" The general laughed confidently, and then suddenly stretched out his arm, pulling the female subordinate in front of him who wanted to refuse to welcome him into his arms.

The 3rd Division's high-profile retreat attracted thousands of people of all ethnic groups to stop and watch, and when the troops marched to Toka Farm, the central street of the farm was filled with dense crowds. The first car of the convoy was hung with two huge black and white photos, the people of all ethnic groups who were originally cheering, when they saw the photos on the car, they all held their breath, and the sound of whimpering and sobbing completely drowned out the roar of the car, the convoy did not stop, slowly moving forward, and the slowly gathered masses spontaneously followed the convoy and continued to run forward.

"Ma Luo, hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to keep up with the convoy" A little boy with a tiger head squeezed in and out of the running crowd, his body flexible like a loach.

"Tiger baby, what did you eat in the morning, after running such a long way, you still have the strength" Ma Nuo's head is half a head shorter than the tiger baby, and his body is also much thinner, he has been living with his grandfather and grandmother for a long time, and it is common for him to be hungry and unclothed, at his age, it is the time to grow his body, but the nutrition has not been able to keep up for a long time, and he looks like a five or six-year-old child at the age of **.

"Hehe, I ate three eggs this morning, but I was killed" Huwa has a bit of a show off, in fact, his family conditions are not better than Ma Luo's family, and there are several sisters in the family, but he is a boy in the family, his parents love her, and his sisters also spoil him, the family would rather be hungry than let him be hungry, what is delicious is always the first time to think of him, eat well, the body naturally grows fast, he stands with the children around him, the size is very big.

"I really envy you, there are so many sisters" Ma Luo looked enviously at the tiger baby running in front of him, he really didn't have the strength, he didn't even have the strength to take a step.

"Come, give it to you" Huwa took out a slippery egg from the dirty little padded jacket, Ma Luo swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard, he was so hungry, this is a potato boiled in white water, the people of southern Yunnan call the potato the egg, the farmers of southern Yunnan often use it as the main ration, cook a pot every day, sprinkle some salt, immediately become a delicacy in their eyes, it is very convenient to eat, and easy to carry, for those farmers who are farming outside, the lunch every day is almost this food.

"Tiger baby, you are still good to me, when I have money in the future, I will definitely not forget you" Ma Luo's understanding of money is to be able to buy a lot of eggs, so that you will never be hungry again.

"Well, we all have to be rich," Huwa nodded firmly.

"Do you know how to make a lot of money?" Ma Luo looked at his little friend in front of him with longing.

"Drug dealers make the most money, listen to my dad, the drug dealers in Yuanping all live in villas, as well as cars, and their wives are also the most beautiful" Huwa smacked her lips enviously.

"Then let's be drug dealers, so we don't have to starve anymore," Ma Luo said innocently.

"No, no, no, I'm not going to be a drug dealer, the police will come to arrest us, the police have guns" Huwa shook her head like a rattle.

"But drug dealers also have guns, didn't you see it just now, even the police were killed by drug dealers" A few days ago, when Ma Luo saw the convoy walking in front of him for the first time, he set an ideal in his heart, he must be a policeman when he grows up, just like the policemen in those cars. But when he saw that the policeman would also die, he immediately rejected the dream of being a policeman, and he planned to become a drug dealer, because Huwa told him that he could earn a lot of money as a drug dealer, so that he would not starve anymore, it didn't matter if he died, the important thing was that grandpa and grandma would not have to starve in the future.

No one will understand the thoughts of a child, just as many people do not understand why drug dealers are willing to take risks, there are many crimes in the world, traced back to the roots, all from the soil of poverty.

Along the way, our convoy encountered waves of onlookers, everyone's face was the same confused, they didn't care about showing their naked poverty, sickly skin with vegetable color, patched shabby cotton jackets, swarthy women with messy hair like a chicken nest, always carrying one or two children waiting to be fed on their backs, probably leaving sequelae in Yuanping, among these people I saw, all seemed to have become "addicts".

"It's weird, how do I feel that these people are all like they have taken drugs," my muttering immediately attracted Chen Xiaolong's echo.

"I also feel this way, I just saw an old woman holding a thick bamboo pipe, smiling at me while smoking, my mouth full of black teeth made me almost want to vomit, and there was a half-sized fart child, standing there yawning vigorously, at first glance, it looked like he had taken drugs" Chen Xiaolong observed more seriously, and it could be seen that he was also suffering from "Yuanping sequelae" like me.

"I really don't know what you think, what do you think of drugs, these people are so poor that they can't even eat, they don't even have clothes to wear, do they still have money to take drugs? If you are a drug dealer, will you sell drugs to a peasant who can't even eat, or sell them to those rich people who are worth tens of millions, drugs are the patent of the rich, but poverty is the poison of the poor."

"Xiaojie said very reasonably, only with economic development, people's concepts will slowly change, the national drug trafficking in the Yuanping area, in the final analysis, is the desire to change the face of poverty, but this desire is deformed and not allowed by the law" When I said this, I unconsciously thought of the little boy running behind the convoy, he was so weak, but so stubborn.