"Run, the plane is about to catch fire and explode!"

"The plane is going to explode!"

Chen Yu lay in an inconspicuous corner of the cabin, and when the plane made a forced landing, he used all his strength to pull a large piece of waterproof canvas to wrap himself tightly to avoid being injured by things such as metal frames or tree branches. However, the tarpaulin did not fully protect him, and when he made a forced landing, he still touched a metal plate on his forehead, and blood flowed out.

The force of the impact made him slam the metal plate, and his head was groggy, and he only heard the annoyance get up from him, shouting and screaming in his mouth.

That guy cushioned all the impact on himself, because he was close to the nose of the plane, so Chen Yu was annoyed and many people used it as a cushion. Annoyed was very sober and began to evacuate the people in the cabin to escape, but Chen Yu was unlucky.

In a daze, Chen Yu felt that someone was stepping on his body, and there were several people. But he was covered with a tarpaulin, and no one found him.

"See the dead fish?" Bu Spicy climbed into the cabin and asked.

Kang Ya replied: "I didn't see it, hurry up and help carry this American out." ”

"Where's my company commander? Why didn't you see it, it couldn't be a drop off the plane, right? ”

"Go and find it, if you don't, you will give him a lot of ground, and he will not be so good to you."

"Short-lived ghost ······"

Hearing this, he sighed, and at this time, Chen Yu had already passed out after being hit on the head, and he was covered with a bunch of waterproof canvas and no one paid attention to it.

"Did anyone see the dead fish?" Not spicy looked around outside.

Outside the wreckage of the plane, several bodies lay on the ground, hastily covered with tree branches. No one answered his words, the veterinarian was also looking, and Ah Yi was overjoyed with a pistol.

Annoying, I remember that Chen Yu was in front of him before the forced landing, and the two of them also grabbed the waterproof canvas, and Chen Yu even pressed his hand on his thigh wound in order to grab more. The lame annoyant struggled to crawl into the cabin gap, but before he could climb in, a sound froze him.

"Yo West~~~"

······

"Kill, give!"

With the Japanese charge and military orders, the guns of the Type 38 rifles, the routed soldiers who were forced to land fled all the way.

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Yu, who was lying in a pile of waterproof canvases, let out a breath of turbidity, and opened his eyes with a drowsy gaze. There were only a few corpses in the cabin, and wiping the dried blood shells around his eyes, Chen Yu pushed away the waterproof canvas on his body.

"Anyone?"

"Isn't it spicy, annoying? Veterinarian? ”

With no one responding, Chen Yu slowly got up and glanced at the cockpit. There was no one on the main pilot, and the body of the American pilot in the co-pilot had dried up his blood and was groping in the cockpit.

Chen Yu found his pistol shoulder gover and spare magazine on the corpse, perhaps because it was glued with blood and internal organs, and the routs selectively ignored it. There's also an M1924 emergency medical bag placed on the left side of the driver's seat, and even a dagger and emergency food bag.

took out the kettle in the net pocket of the driver's seat, Chen Yu poured it into his mouth, tore open the packaging of the food bag, took out the biscuits and stuffed them into his mouth to chew, and poured saliva to relieve them.

Take out the emergency medical bag, take out the sulfonamide crystal powder contained in a small box inside, and sprinkle the sulfonamide powder on the wound on the forehead. The pain in the heart made Chen Yu's face hideous, but if he didn't treat the wound, he would be infected with all the diseases he could know in the jungle.

Holding shoulder gloves and a few boxes of sulfonamide powder, and tearing off the 'identification tag' of the US military pilot in the co-pilot, Chen Yu walked out of the cabin slowly.

The plane crash-landed in a jungle, and the ground was littered with parts and corpses of the plane, including soldiers wearing pants and coming from the containment station, Japanese soldiers stripped of their clothes, and an American pilot. Chen Yu also ripped off his 'identification tag' and put it in the shoulder cover of the pistol.

Chen Yu still wanted to hand over this thing if he had the chance, at least one of them was worried that the defeated soldiers would be frozen into frozen meat, and he was unwilling to climb to the height. One made a forced landing with his own life, and before he died, he sent everyone to fight.

No matter what attitude they have to come here, to fly this transport plane, but now!

These two died as anti-*** fighters, and they deserve respect!

Just like the veterinarian said, no one wants to fill in the soil of southern Yunnan without a name or surname, at least if they meet, they can't fill in the soil of Myanmar without a name or surname.

After briefly treating the wound on his forehead, Chen Yu left along the path in the jungle. I don't know why no one lifted me out of the plane, but now I have to find the big troops, otherwise it will be difficult for me to survive.

The jungles of northern Myanmar are unbearably hot and humid, full of snakes, insects, rats and ants, walking barefoot on the jungle paths, and the cries of jungle birds that cover the sky and the sun. There was a glimmer of light from the treetops that shone through the leaves, but it didn't shine on the ground.

After walking in the jungle for more than an hour, Chen Yu was pleasantly surprised by the light points passing through the jungle in the distance, and he pulled out his dagger to remove the vines and thorns that stood in his way.

A road that is not too wide appeared in front of him, Chen Yu panted and sat on the grass on the side of the road panting, unable to distinguish the direction and road signs in the jungle, if he couldn't get out of it, he would only lose his way, and the consequences would be either starvation or death, or death in the end.

Just as Chen Yu was gasping for breath, a group of troops appeared at the corner of the roadside, running forward with steps, the equipment and ordnance on their bodies clanging.

Japanese Army!

The ghost knows where this is, Chen Yu sat sluggishly on the grass by the roadside, and threw the gun belt on his shoulder in the grass.

Glancing at the number of people, an infantry squad, a dozen. They also spotted Chen Yu, so two Japanese soldiers quickly approached with guns.

To be honest, Chen Yu had no intention of surrendering, and his education over the years did not allow him to surrender. But seeing the muzzle of the black hole, Chen Yu subconsciously raised his hands.

"Onboard! Onboard! Chen Yu shouted in fright, hoping that the Japanese army would treat him as an indigenous person from Burma.

The two Japanese soldiers were stunned by Chen Yu's sudden movement, and when they saw Chen Yu raise his hands and shout 'board loaded', he picked up the Type 38 rifle on his back, followed by raising his hands, and even bent down to nod to Chen Yu.

A Japanese soldier turned back and shouted to a soldier in the back line, "Aborigines, friends." ”

"Friends."

Another Japanese soldier said in Japanese with a smile, and patted Chen Yu on the shoulder with relief.

Seeing that there was no danger, the Japanese army of an infantry squad continued to march forward in a hurry. Jun Cao passed by and glanced at Chen Yu carefully, waved out a soldier from the team, and then pointed to Chen Yu and said something.

The Japanese soldier trotted in front of Chen Yu and grabbed the butt of his gun.

Chen Yu's face turned white, and he was afraid that he didn't want to explain here. However, the Japanese soldier put down his gun, took out a bandage and a water bottle from his waist bag, and explained to Chen Yu with his hands and feet.

It turned out that the Japanese soldier Cao saw that Chen Yu was injured in the head, and called medical soldiers to help Chen Yu treat the wound, Chen Yu didn't know what to say for a while, and he was even a little moved in his heart.

TMD, Chen Yu pinched his thigh. What the hell is moving, could it be that Lao Tzu was a traitor in his last life, and his heart is so easy to move?

Bah! Dog traitor!

Chen Yu scolded himself in his heart.