After asking the other party, Tang Cheng learned that his group had just arrived at Lashio, an important town in northern Myanmar, about 230 kilometers from Mandalay, and Lashio was only 130 kilometers away from Wan Town. "Damn little devils, if it hadn't been for their plane blowing up the road, maybe we would have arrived here a long time ago." Huang Hanju took the warrant issued by the Fifth Army to refuel trucks at the military stations along the road, and this village was a military station for the Burmese Army.

"Now that it's dawn, we are still more than 200 kilometers away from Mandalay, according to my meaning, let's go on the road immediately, or change people without stopping, maybe we can reach Mandalay at noon tomorrow." Tang Cheng paused slightly and turned his face to look at Huang Hanju, "Brother-in-law, although the warrant of the Fifth Army does not specify the time for you to rush to Mandalay, I think it's always good to arrive early, and they will come up with something from the province." ”

Since Huang Hanju was scared into the Fifth Army by the Zhang family, Tang Cheng was very vigilant about Huang Hanju's entry into Burma, especially Huang Hanju, the deputy director of logistics, did not follow the vanguard of the Fifth Army into Burma in advance, which made Tang Cheng worried, and he was afraid that this would be the result of the Zhang family's secret misfortune. Simply before the swearing-in meeting of the expeditionary force, Huang Hanju finally received a warrant from the Fifth Army urging him to enter Burma, so Tang Cheng only had one idea now, wanting to rush to Mandalay as much as possible.

"Thank you brothers for the reminder, it's just that I have to take the risk of marching because I have a military order, thank you." Several sentries on the village sentry post persuaded Tang Cheng and the others to wait until it was dark before setting off, and the possibility of being bombarded by Japanese fighters would be minimized, but Tang Cheng, who was already confident, politely declined, threw a few packs of cigarettes to the soldiers on the sentry post, and the ford truck, whose front cover had not completely cooled down, sped away on the road again.

After crossing Lashio along the road, Tang Cheng realized that what those sentries said was right, probably to avoid the bombardment of Japanese fighters, and it was rare to see trucks pulling supplies on the road to Mandalay, and even if there were cars, they were local overseas Chinese cars or carts full of old and weak. "Find a place to stop near the woodland, it's not a problem to drive to Mandalay, we need to disguise the truck before we hit the road." Tang Cheng was not the only one who was alert, and it was not long before he got back on the road and walked out, Hou San told Tang Cheng about his worries, and Tang Cheng immediately shouted to stop.

The Yanlong brothers are worthy of the Yi men who grew up in the mountains, found a suitable woodland, and cut back a few small trees after a while. "Can we fool the little devil's plane like this?" Huang Hanju walked around the disguised truck, but he was still a little unsure if it would work.

"Brother-in-law, you should put your heart in your stomach, we are not trying to deceive the people on the road, just to not expose our truck when the Japanese plane appears. The planes are very fast, and if you pull over to the side of the road when you hear the plane, I don't think they'll be able to spot us all at once. "The road from Lashio to Mandalay is not very easy to walk, and there are many local Chinese on the road who are moving in the direction of Wan Town, so the speed of their cars in Tang City is not very fast, but it is much faster than last night.

The originally boring journey became very lively due to Tang Cheng's plan to camouflage the truck, and Tang Cheng even asked the Yanlong brothers to chop down a number of branches with leaves and carry them into the car for personal camouflage. After some camouflage, the truck obviously looked very different from yesterday, not only was the truck full of trees, but there was also a lookout post on the roof of the truck. Hou San, who has the best eyesight, will look around the sky from time to time with a telescope, and even everyone's helmets are full of small branches with leaves.

Two hours passed, and the Japanese plane that Tang Cheng had been worried about did not appear, but his vigilance never dared to relax. The straightforward brute bull even quietly asked Tang Cheng if he could mount his Czech light machine gun on the roof of the car and wait for the Japanese planes to come and hit them with good results. Tang Cheng, who was made to cry and laugh by him, picked up the branch in his hand, knocked on the helmet of the brute bull a few times, and opened his mouth to scold: "What do you think this is a heavy machine gun?" Do you still think that light machine guns can really shoot down the planes of little devils? ”

After lunchtime, the roar of the aircraft engine finally appeared in the air that had been vigilant by Tang Cheng, and the nervous driver who had already been tossed by Tang Cheng did not need Tang Cheng's order at all, so he directly drove the truck down the roadbed and stopped. As soon as the people in the carriage jumped out of the truck and carried the branches and rattans in their hands, they lay down, and a Japanese fighter plane with plaster flags on its wings flew over the road.

Tang Cheng, who was lying in the field, smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the Japanese fighter plane flying north, and Tang Cheng was very satisfied with this evasion, but he still asked everyone not to take it lightly, because Tang Cheng thought that the Japanese plane that had just passed was probably just a reconnaissance plane. In fact, Tang Cheng's worries were superfluous, this Japanese plane was indeed just a reconnaissance plane, but this Japanese reconnaissance plane was just busy sneaking along the highway to have a look, and did not fly back directly without the current convoy, and the large number of Japanese fighters that Tang Cheng was worried about did not exist.

In fact, Tang Cheng didn't know much about aircraft, he couldn't even tell the difference between fighters and bombers, and he knew that the word reconnaissance aircraft was still from the mouths of the sentries in Lashio. The conventional bombing mission is to first exclude the reconnaissance planes from conducting target reconnaissance, and then after discovering the target, the reconnaissance planes will call the bombers and escort fighters.

Overhead, the previous calm was restored, and Tang Cheng and the others continued to wait for more than half an hour, and when they saw that there was really no danger, they re-entered the road and continued their march towards Mandalay. "It's too much of a toss, why are there so many planes for the little devils of the dog day, didn't our national army say that there are planes too? Why don't you see our plane running in the sky? After noon, Tang Cheng and the others encountered several groups of Japanese reconnaissance planes, and they simply dodged without danger, but Tang Cheng looked at Hou San and their feelings were not very good.

"You few complain less, it's better to be alive than anything else, but it's just a few more times to get on and off the bus, you look at the complaints on your faces one by one. Otherwise, I'll leave you weapons and ammunition, and you'll stay here and get along with the little devils' plane, and don't delay us on our way to Mandalay. Tang Cheng reprimanded him with a cold face, and the restless Hou San and the others were honest, if they were really thrown in this place where birds didn't lay eggs, and they didn't need to be bombarded by Japanese planes, they would be able to drive themselves crazy.

Huang Hanju, who has been a bystander, secretly gave Tang Cheng a thumbs up, although Hou San and these people are all good players, but these guys are all unruly, that is, Tang Cheng can control them, and he doesn't want to arouse any one of them at all. The closer they got to Mandalay, the Burmese people who wore "cage bases" began to appear along the highway, and they did not know that Myanmar was also a country with many ethnic groups like China, and in Tang City, in their opinion, the Burmese people wearing "cage bases" were the same.

The first time I saw a man in a skirt, Hou San in the carriage lifted the tarpaulin of the carriage and squatted on the back compartment to look out. The Burmese people dressed in "cage bases" looked uneasy, but they were very interested in the cigarettes that Hou San threw out of the carriage, and sometimes there were even three or two people snatching a cigarette. Tang Cheng didn't care that the "cage base" was the national costume of Burma, in Tang Cheng's view, the "cage base" was the skirt, and he never had a good impression of the men who wore skirts, whether it was the barbarians from Asia or the European island, which made Tang Cheng lose interest in carrying out a "Sino-Burmese friendship", but he explained to Hou San that they could not let these Burmese people get too close to the truck.

When the truck passed by a small town, Tang Cheng finally couldn't bear Huang Hanju's request, and finally ordered to stop in the town to get some hot food. Since leaving Kunming, Tangcheng has not stopped along the road, even if the parking is to refuel, Tangcheng does not allow the people in the car to go too far from the truck, even when waiting in line to cross the bridge in Wanmachi, Tangcheng still did not agree to let everyone go to the market by the Wan Town.

Probably because of the small population of Myanmar, the town where they parked in Tangcheng looked not much bigger than the villages in the Chinese countryside, and if it weren't for the road that runs through the town, maybe there would be no need for this town to store zài. The truck bumped all the way into town, a group of Burmese children laughed and chased after the truck, and some Burmese sat on the ground in front of their homes and watched Hou San and them in the tailgate of the car. The driver drove slowly under Tang Cheng's strong order, and the brute bull was vigilantly observing the surroundings with a light machine gun.

Tang Cheng's fears did not appear, the Burmese people in the town were no longer curious about the soldiers in military uniforms, since the Japanese army began to attack Burma, there have been many soldiers in military uniforms like Tang Cheng. "Dice, you and the Manniu Zhao family asked them to cook us some hot meals, and the others are free, but they can't go too far from the truck."