2 April 2001, Kohima outskirts, Temporary Headquarters of the Blackshirts.

At this moment, Sam Zheru, the general of the Fifth Army Corps, was walking in the woods next to the barracks with his hands behind his back, with a hint of laziness between his eyebrows, and the black military uniform exuded a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol.

Thinking that the ammunition reserves were already seriously insufficient, and the specific action plan formulated by the General Staff had not yet arrived, the little fighting spirit left in his heart slowly disappeared with the stagnant water in the puddle in front of him.

Suddenly, he saw a soldier on a brown horse, galloping towards his position.

Could it be a herald? His heart suddenly tightened, and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground.

"Report that General Kozit of the Fourth Army Corps has led his troops to the Dayang River, and I would like to invite Your Excellency the General to go and talk." The herald hurriedly dismounted and reported the military order.

"So fast?" Sam Zhelu's face changed slightly, and he immediately rode the horses of the commanders and marched quickly towards the meanders of the Dayan River.

Seeing that his general was in such a hurry, the herald scratched his head helplessly, and then ran towards the barracks, intending to convey the military order to the other officials.

Located in the mountains southwest of Kohima, about 15 kilometers from the city of Kohima, the Meander of the Dayan River was chosen by the Blackshirts General Staff as a meeting place for the Fourth and Fifth Legions due to the complex terrain and sparsely populated population.

"Yo, brother, I'm the commander of the light pole again." Kozit put down the road map of the march in his hand, and then held the hand of the old comrade-in-arms in front of him who he hadn't seen for a long time.

"I'm used to it, there are a lot of people around, and I don't speak happily." Sam Zheru's eyes were filled with tears, after all, there were already too many familiar faces around him who had disappeared, and he didn't want Kozit to be next.

"Old rules, let's talk while drinking." Kouzit was very indifferent, and saw him sit on the ground, open a bottle of wine, and spread out the route of the march.

Samjeru took the bottle, took a sip, and stared at the map.

"Brother, I think you already know the initial plan drawn up by the General Staff, that is, that you and I will assemble around Kohima in mid-April; Our division was responsible for the main attack, attacking the enemy's western defense line from the meanders of the Dayan River to Zagrad; Your troops cooperated, forced the crossing of the Dayan River, and attacked the enemy's positions along the river and the docks. Kuzit said slowly, carefully marking the map with a pen.

"Well, yes, is that true for a specific plan of action?" Sam Zheru wondered.

"To tell the truth, the General Staff did not have a concrete plan of action." Kouzit also took a sip of wine, and then dropped a "bombshell".

"Dude, you mean, the General Staff intends to let us act at the opportunia?"

"Yes, recently, the intelligence departments of Bangladesh, Assam, and Brookpa have been spying on intelligence on the front line, resulting in a stalemate on both the two fronts of our Eastern Expedition and the Southern Expedition, and in order to reverse this stalemate, the General Staff has no choice but to do so." Kozit raised his head, his face slightly solemn.

"Dude, how are you going to make this specific plan of action?" Sam Zheru knew in his heart that Kuzit was leading an ace army, and its command and combat ability was far higher than his own.

"I'm going to take a risk." A hint of strangeness suddenly flashed in Kuzit's eyes.

"Oh?" Sam Zhelu glanced sideways slightly, feeling that something was wrong with his old comrade-in-arms' behavior today.

"Seriously, the main force of my Fourth Army is still hundreds of kilometers away near Sylhet, Bangladesh, and I came to meet you in disguise and secretly; My idea is that tomorrow at noon the Fourth and Fifth Corps will attack at the same time; The 4th Army made a feint attack on Sylhet and began to withdraw in the afternoon; The 5th Army crossed the Dayan River and stormed the enemy's positions along the river. ”

"This ......" Sam Zheru opened his mouth in shock, on the one hand, the attack on Kohima was almost ten days earlier; On the other hand, his Fifth Army was seriously short of ammunition and had little advantage over the Assam guerrillas.

"Brother, although you can fight with confidence, you only need to hold on for a day, and there will be a group of divine soldiers who will fall from the sky." Kuzit said slowly, with affirmation in his eyebrows.

******

By the time Gu Yuexi and Wang Wenyuan entered the city of Kohima, it was already evening; At this time, people who have been tired all day have put down their work and taken to the streets, bathing in the afterglow of the sunset and enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountain city.

The main city of Kohima is located on a hill on the west bank of the Dayan River, although the city is not large, but its history has been more than 1,500 years, according to the "Tang Dynasty Western Regions Records": the kingdom of Gamo is more than 10,000 miles around...... The national capital of Guwahati is about 2,000 miles east, there is a city, called Li Mosesyah, the east of this city, the mountains and rivers are connected, there is no big city, you can go to the southwest.

The original name of Kohima is the ancient tea horse road, which arose because of the Yunnan-Burma War, and because of the blackshirt crusade, it became the fourth largest city in Assam.

Seemingly attracted by the quaint and natural scenery of the mountain city, Gu Yuexi subconsciously grabbed the reins, got up and dismounted; Those beautiful eyes, looking around, I don't know, I thought she was lost.

Wang Wenyuan also jumped off the horse, with a smile on his face, and said in his heart that Miss Gu was so fresh and refined, that he couldn't see enough of it.

Indeed, a few days ago, she was dressed in a white trench coat, long boots, holding a sharp long knife, and her eyebrows were cold, very much like a chivalrous man who takes heaven and earth as her home.

And now, she seems to have changed her identity, and the coldness suddenly disappeared at some point, replaced by a gentle and easy-going ladylike style, and then paired with a long blue skirt and embroidered sandals, it feels very much like a talented girl from a big family.

"Wenyuan, come here." Gu Yuexi was attracted by the wood carvings on the roadside stalls, and saw her squatting down, gently picking up a humanoid wood carving, and looking at it carefully.

"Here we are." Wang Wenyuan subconsciously patted the dust on his coat, and then walked over.

"Who does it look like, you say?" She tilted her head slightly, as if in deep thought.

"Wen Yuan doesn't know, I still hope that Miss Gu will popularize science." Wang Wenyuan deliberately let her, anyway, he ate countless deflated stumps in front of her along the way, and he was already used to it.

"Haha, I think it's like Constantine the Great." What Gu Yuexi is holding in her hand is a statue of Krishna, the black god of Assam, who originally had no connection with Assam, and is the incarnation of Lord Vishnu, one of the three major gods of Brahmanism; However, as Assam became more connected with the countries of the Ganges valley, Krishna was not only accepted by the Assamese people, but also became the highest "cosmic spirit" in the hearts of the Assamese people.

"The Romans are really powerful, more than a thousand years ago, they actually came to Assam." Wang Wenyuan deliberately followed her meaning and said slowly.

"Grandma, I'll buy this." Gu Yuexi took out 1,000 rupees and handed it to an old woman in coarse linen clothes.

The old woman couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said in her heart that she had been sitting all afternoon, and she hadn't sold a single handicraft, and she was going to pack up the stall and get up to leave, but the goddess of luck suddenly came to give her such a big gift.

No, I finally met someone, and I have to make a good profit, otherwise I will have regrets.

"The girl has a good eye, and she has a crush on the supreme god of Assam, but does the girl know that he loves his wife?" The old woman smiled and asked.

Assam's gods, how could Gu Yuexi know, so she didn't hesitate and shook her head gently.

"Look, girl, this is his beloved wife, named Ratha, and it is said that the two of them once joined forces to kill Kansa, the tyrant of Mathura." The old woman hurriedly took out an open box and handed it to Gu Yuexi.

Gu Yuexi took a cursory look and found that the Luotuo wood carving contained in the box actually looked a little like her, especially the big eyes, which were smart and lively.

Without hesitation, she immediately bought the two wood carvings for 1,800 rupees.

Seeing that she was so "generous", Wang Wenyuan couldn't stand it after all, so he couldn't help but remind her: Why are you so careless, this is obviously the old woman's sales method.

Who knew that Gu Yuexi didn't seem to care, thinking that it was probably hard work all the way, it was rare to have such a leisure time.

By the time the two of them entered the inn to rest, it was already 9 o'clock in the evening.

Unusually, this time Gu Yuexi did not rush to take a bath, but called Wang Wenyuan over a little anxiously.

"Miss Gu, what are you doing?" Wang Wenyuan hurried over, with beads of sweat on his face.

"Wen Yuan, don't you have three guns on you, can you lend me one?" Gu Yuexi looked at the heavy night outside the window in a daze, and whispered.

"No problem." Wang Wenyuan nodded lightly, and then asked her: "What, tomorrow's things are not easy to do?" ”

"I don't know, but be careful." To be honest, Gu Yuexi didn't know much about Gu Grano, if he wasn't that kind of dangerous person, wouldn't it be easy for her to cause unnecessary trouble when she brought a long knife and a grappling hook gun? But if it was the opposite, wouldn't it be a dead end for her to visit him empty-handed?

"Understood." Wang Wenyuan saw that she was leaning on the sofa a little tired, and he was embarrassed to stay for a long time, so he left in a hurry.

"Alas......" Looking at his distant figure, Gu Yuexi couldn't help but sigh, I don't know whether to sigh at the hardships and hardships of this trip, or to him, there is an indescribable "feeling".

"Remember, he's just one of your lieutenants." Coming back to her senses, she quickly withdrew her chaotic thoughts, and at the same time forced herself to calm down.

******

In a trance, Wang Wenyuan suddenly heard a strange sound from the wooden door of the bedroom, but before he could open his eyes, he smelled a fresh fragrance in the room.

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly jumped up from the bed, and opened his eyes wide, he wanted to see who had eaten the leopard's gall and dared to break into the bedroom where his "prince" was staying.

In the next second, he gasped slightly, and said in his heart that the sun had really risen in the west today, and Miss Gu had actually woken up in front of him.

"Sorry to interrupt your rest." Gu Yuexi walked to the window and said slowly.

"Do you want to go now?" Wang Wenyuan yawned and said with a little doubt.

"Hmm." Gu Yuexi nodded, and her peach blossom eyes suddenly flashed with a nervous look.

Seeing this, Wang Wenyuan didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and sorted out his belongings in less than ten minutes.

"Wen Yuan, how many bullets are in the pistol?" After Gu Yuexi got up and opened the door, she stopped and asked.

"Fifteen rounds, but rest assured, girl, I still have spare bullets." Wang Wenyuan was stunned for a moment, and answered her truthfully.

"Remember, don't fight." Gu Yuexi took the pistol, stared at him, and then said word by word.