"You keep eating, I'll go smoke a cigarette." I don't know why, Tang Cheng was extremely sullen in his heart, hurriedly pulled out a bowl of rice and got up and walked out of the house, ready to breathe in the fresh air here. At this moment, there is a quiet place between heaven and earth, as if the battlefield of blood and rain is still far away from here, the floating clouds in the sky are sparse, and the warm sunlight leaks through the cracks in the clouds, and the quietly flowing river surface is covered with gold. Tang Cheng watched the tranquil river flow slowly, and his mood gradually calmed down, this is a beautiful place.

Robert, who appeared in his mind in a trance, which had become increasingly blurred, made Tang Cheng stand by the river for a long time, and his heart was filled with an indescribable sentimentality and melancholy. This kind of melancholy lasted for a few minutes, and Tang Cheng suddenly realized that he had already become a heavenly and human being, and at this moment, suddenly the waves on the water surface flashed, and half a black shadow appeared on the river surface near the opposite bank in the distance. Immediately after that, dozens of black shadows appeared on the surface of the river, and they were quietly swimming towards the riverbank.

Tang Cheng was shocked and immediately pulled out the shell gun on his waist, at this moment Tang Cheng didn't have time to think about it, and immediately turned around and ran towards the truck, while pulling the hammer of the shell gun, and pulled the cold trigger with his index finger. The sharp sound of the "snap" shell gun pierced the sky, making the originally silent town immediately noisy, and the strong reaction force of the gun chamber shook coldly on Tang Cheng's palm, but it made Tang Cheng panic for no reason.

The guys who appeared on the bank of the river were all dressed in black, Tang Cheng had already read the battle report from Huang Hanju in detail before setting off from Kunming, the Japanese army had just begun to attack Burma, even if the Japanese fighters had appeared over the Yunnan-Burma road, but Tang Cheng did not think that the Japanese infantry could also break through here. Since it wasn't the Japanese army, the only explanation that Tang Cheng could find was banditry, and the men in black who appeared on the banks of the river were bandits made up of native Burmese people.

Tang Cheng shot a warning shot and ran to the truck, still more than ten meters away from the truck, Tang Cheng suddenly felt a shock on the top of his head, and the German-made M35 steel helmet on his head twisted violently, and then he heard the sharp sound of lead bullets hitting steel. After about a second or two, Tang Cheng came back to his senses and realized that it was a bullet that hit his steel helmet from behind. An inexplicable great fear lightly annihilated Tang Cheng in an instant, and the only thing he could do now was to try to run forward with his trembling legs.

Huang Hanju and the others, who heard the gunshot, had already thrown away the dishes and chopsticks in their hands at this time, and lay down under the truck together, Hou San was holding a telescope and looking up to observe the scattered fire fired from a distance of less than forty meters in front of him, looking at the guy who was leaning on the back of the car with a big thorn, Tang Cheng, who was still running hard, just wanted to scold Hou San for not knowing whether he was alive or dead. "Brute, set up the machine gun, it may be bandits." Tang Cheng, who was out of breath, finally rushed to the other side of the car body, and with a simple command, he carefully inspected his steel helmet against the rear wheel of the truck.

"Dog's marksmanship is really good" Looking at the marks on the steel helmet in Tang Cheng's hand that were rubbed by the bullet, Huang Hanju and the others couldn't help but gasp, if it weren't for the heavy German-style steel helmet, maybe Tang Cheng would have been put down by this bullet. At this time, Huang Hanju understood why Tang Cheng kept clamoring to be equipped with German-style steel helmets, but the protection of this German-style steel helmet, which had been sick and strange and too bulky by the soldiers of the national army, was first-class.

A string of crisp light machine guns rang out like firecrackers, Tang Cheng put the steel helmet on his head again, and poked his head out of the wheel to look sideways, and it was actually the black-clothed people he saw on the bank of the river who had already gone ashore. "If you want to shoot, you can fire freely, we have more bullets, and we have a good lesson for these Burmese bandits." Tang Cheng gave an order, and the point shot of the wild bull was even more cheerful, and the rifles in the hands of Hou San and the others also began to fire frequently, and even Huang Hanju went out with a rifle and fired a few shots.

Although the dozens of black-clothed people that Tang Cheng saw were swimming ashore and could fire the light machine guns of the brute-bull in time, the black-clothed men who landed on the shore were never able to cross the mound on the bank of the river. One of the men in black at the front was shot through the head by a bullet from a light machine gun as soon as he showed his head, and the rest of the men in black could only try to hide their bodies under the mound and try to avoid exposing themselves to the effective fire of the opponent. The corpse that was shot first was pierced by the subsequent bullets, and not only was the head almost shattered, but also the plasma was constantly bursting out of the wound, emitting a disgusting smell of blood.

Tang Cheng, who was hidden on the side of the rear wheel, moved a few steps, took the binoculars from Hou San's hand and looked at the black-clothed people on the riverbank, a black-clothed man with a knife face rushed into Tang Cheng's sight, with his own feelings, Tang Cheng could already identify that guy was the leader of these black-clothed people. "Dice, you're good marksman, give me the knife-faced guy behind the mound." Tang Cheng pointed the yelling knife face to the dice, who glanced at it with a telescope, and then ran behind a wall of dirt not far from the truck with his rifle.

The dice behind the earthen wall tried to find the angle of shooting several times in succession, but they could not succeed because of the inappropriate position, so the men in black were still suppressed behind the mound by the brute bull with light machine guns, and the dice that seized the opportunity took the opportunity to move forward to the corner of a house, which seemed to be more suitable for shooting dice. Knife Face, who Tang Cheng recognized as the leader, did not know that a gun was already aimed at him, and at this time, he was half-crouching up from behind the mound, aiming his rifle at the front to make a shot.

Almost at the same time, a gunshot rang out from the dice in the corner, and the bullet that burst out of the chamber hit the knife-faced neck directly, causing the knife-faced to writhe violently and fall backwards in great pain. With the last shred of consciousness left, Knife Face reached out in vain to cover the wound on his neck, but death approached him much faster than his futile movements. Just twitching his body, the knife-faced creature gradually stiffened and fell silent under the horrified gazes of his companions.

Seeing that the leader was shot and killed, the black-clothed people hiding behind the mound on the bank of the river were in chaos, and just when the dice returned to Tang Cheng's side safely, more than a dozen black-clothed people who roared suddenly rushed out from behind the mound and rushed towards Tang Cheng and their side. At Tang Cheng's signal, everyone stopped shooting temporarily, and when the howling black-clothed people rushed to a distance of seven or eight meters from Tang Cheng, everyone finally saw the appearance of these black-clothed people clearly. These black-clothed people don't know what they have on their faces, anyway, they look extremely hideous when they look like evil ghosts, and their eyes are more like evil wolves that choose people to devour, bursting with bloodthirsty fierce light.

Huang Hanju, who had been worried about the fact that he was really able to confirm that the other party was not a Japanese soldier, was finally able to put his mind at ease, and the light machine gun in the hand of the brute bull was fired again at this time. The black-clothed men who were running were still seven or eight meters away from Tang City, and the machine-gun bullets fired in a fan-shaped manner from the Manniu side gave these black-clothed men a glimpse of what strong firepower interception was. The barbarian bull only put half a box of bullets into most of the black-clothed people who rushed out, and the remaining fish that slipped through the net were also ascended to heaven by the rifles of Hou San and others.

"Wait, don't worry, if the other party is really just a bandit, they don't dare to stay here." After finishing off the dozen or so black-clothed men who rushed out of the mound, the impatient brute bull wanted to move his light machine gun forward, but was stopped by Tang Cheng. Tang Cheng remembered that there were thirty or forty black-clothed people on the bank of the river, and he only killed at most half of the other party, but if he lost his brothers just to kill a group of Burmese bandits, Tang Cheng felt that it was a little unreasonable.

"Bandits, these are all Kayah people, and the Kayah people are bandits." A townsfolk who are not afraid of death solve the mystery for Tang City. It turned out that these black-clad people who swam across the river bank were all Kayah people from Burma, and compared with other ethnic groups in Burma, the Kayah people were aggressive by nature, and when the British ruled Burma, the Kayah people would often attack the British and even the Burmese. Now that the Japanese are coming, the Kayah people have become more aggressive and bloodthirsty, and several villages around the area have been attacked by the Kayah people.

Knowing the identity of the other party, Tang Cheng's side would not shoot casually, and a confrontation gradually formed between the two sides, but Tang Cheng could leave by car at any time, and the other party could only be suppressed behind the mound on the bank of the river. Tang Cheng didn't want to waste ammunition and time for a few Burmese bandits, so he ordered to leave here, but Hou San and the others were a little unhappy, "Sir, maybe the bandits can find yellow goods in their hands, let's really just leave empty-handed?" ”

Knowing that the continuous suppression of bandits on the way south had left Hou San and them with unforgettable memories, Tang Cheng immediately glared and scolded, "Do you want your life or money?" There are still a lot of opportunities to make money, but this is the only fate. We don't know each other here, and if we chase these bandits to a strange place, which of you will dare to guarantee that we will come back unharmed? Tang Cheng's scolding made Hou San and the others speechless, no one of them dared to make this guarantee, especially the Yanlong brothers told them about the horror and danger of the mountains and forests here in Myanmar along the way.

"They retreated" Tan Fei, who had been staring at each other with binoculars, shouted in a low voice, Tang Cheng picked up the binoculars and looked at the riverbank, and sure enough, the man in black hiding behind the mound had swam back to the other side of the river again. "Okay, the people have withdrawn, and now they can't chase after them, pack up our things, and we're ready to go." Tang Cheng motioned to the two trembling drivers to start the truck, and he himself took Tan Fei and them to clean up the battlefield briefly, throwing the captured dozen British rifles and ammunition into the car.