Lin Xiuxuan knew the truth that if he said too much, he didn't ask much, but only occasionally mentioned one or two sentences to guide the topic, and then listened to it on the side.

Sure enough, at the mention of the Japanese, the overseas Chinese were angry. Most of the people here have only recently arrived, only from China a year or two ago. It turned out that when the Japanese attacked Guangxi, the local wealthy families crossed through Thailand from Vietnam, or fled into Burma from the Yunnan border. Most of the overseas Chinese who migrated at the end of the Qing Dynasty gathered in Mandalay or Myitkyina, Upper Burma. Perhaps tired of the incessant bombing and eager to stay away from the Japanese, many of them moved to the southernmost coastal part of Burma. They were all in the business of timber, tin ore and rubber. However, the god of fate has a bit of a sense of humor from time to time. The Japanese came from Thailand, and Mawlamyine turned out to be the first stop. For those who have just started a local property, it is a bolt from the blue.

Then they talked about the ubiquitous Independence Army bandits, who had been pressed by the British, who had not dared to mess around, and who had gone completely insane in recent weeks. Many overseas Chinese were forcibly sold independent public bonds by these people, and some directly robbed and killed people. The local Burmese people spread that as soon as the Japanese crossed the river, they would expel all outsiders. The so-called outsiders are of course the British who bear the brunt, and the second is the Indians who act as British lackeys, and the Indians usually work in the police industry and the pharmaceutical industry in Burma. The third in line is the Chinese, who are regarded by the locals as profiteers. Fourth in line are the Bengalis, who are considered infidels.

Obviously, these incendiary public opinions should be the result of the conspiracy activities of the Yugoslav organs over the years. Buying bandits, stirring up ethnic relations, and bribing the locals by suppressing overseas Chinese are the separatist tactics that the Japanese are about to use in Nanyang, similar to the Nazis' hunting for Jews in occupied territories. Burma was a testing ground for the Japanese in this strategy.

After the Japanese provided weapons, the amateur bandits who used to come out on weekends to rob in masks turned into heroes of the cause of national liberation. The fire in the West Bank that I saw in the morning should have been set by these people.

"Hey, what's going on these days." An elder sighed, "I'm running all the way, and the Japanese are going all the way, I originally thought that the British would always be peaceful, hey......"

The old man who spoke turned out to be still with a northeast accent, Ma Qiang almost wanted to make a fellow countryman with him, of course he couldn't help it, when Team Leader Lin had a lot of gaffes and revelations, he didn't want to make trouble.

"Don't sigh, I saw our team in the north of the city yesterday, with the British officers. There is also a group of filmmakers in front of them. ”

Lin heard someone mention the Chinese army and quickly listened to it himself.

"What's the use of that, if our team can beat the Japanese, will half of it be lost?"

"This time it's different, I've heard that Chief Du has beaten Kunlun Pass."

"Where, where?"

"It's on the hill to the west. Isn't there an observatory built by the Portuguese? The speaker gestured into the distance.

"Oh, it turned out to be there. I wish I could teach the Japanese a lesson. However, the overseas Chinese newspaper said that the Japanese had just wiped out the American fleet, and that they would attack Singapore at this time, and that India and the Germans would join forces in the second half of the year. ”

"There must be traitors in the overseas Chinese newspapers, just nonsense, to increase the prestige of the Japanese."

Lin and his team members quietly pulled to the back and gradually broke away from the fleeing team, since someone mentioned that the officer corps was on the high ground near Mawlamyine, they had to go to reconnoitre, as for how to meet with Chu Aiyun, there was no ready-made plan.

Beyond a grove of trees, the high ground is ahead, clearing the dilapidated dome where the observatory is seen. They hid in the jungle and did not rush out, because they could see that there were improvised bunkers and machine guns in the mountain pass, and there were many Indian soldiers standing on the side of the road below the mountain, all with rifles, and they were all in all directions. It seems that the level of alert is not low, and it is impossible to get close at all.

Lin looked closely with a telescope and could see a row of jeeps parked under the hill, as well as two Rolls-Royce cars. Seeing that there are indeed high-ranking officials inspecting the mountain, what should we do?

"Team leader, I think the officer corps is too ostentatious," Xu Chong said beside him, "This place is not far from the enemy on the other side, if there is intelligence, the artillery brigade directly under the 55th Division can cover this hill." ”

"Intelligence? Refugees know it, how could the Japanese not know. However, the Thai-Burmese border road is not easy to walk, and the artillery pushed by the Marats of the 55th Division is still far away. That's why the Japanese delayed crossing the river. ”

In the distance, a crisp line of gunfire rang out, so neat that it didn't look like a battle. When the gunfire rang out, the British troops nearby were not in chaos at all. Then he remembered a few sporadic gunshots, and Lin Xiuxuan roughly understood that this was an execution, first to row guns, and then to make up for it.

After a while, I heard the sound of the password. The firing squad marched away from behind a wall, and then more than 20 bodies, all dressed in local clothing, were dragged out. After a while, two trucks sped up and drove out about 30 men, men and women, minors and monks. In front of these men, the British dug a pit to bury the dead bodies, and then pushed the group into the woods, and soon carried out a second execution. It seems that the rule of the British is on the verge of collapse, and it is necessary to rely on such terror and coercion to control the situation. Among the people who want to shoot and kill, there should be many rebels, but there are also many innocents. This method can only provoke greater resistance, and I am afraid that the overseas Chinese in Myanmar will also be affected.

"Team leader, let's just go over like this, maybe let them collapse as spies."

"Well, I've got to figure out a way. Maybe you can listen to the British army radio and see where they go next. Also, when I was at the Kagesa headquarters, I heard the Japanese say that there was a radio station in this area, and I could listen to it. ”

The three of them decided to withdraw to the house where the equipment was hidden, set up a temporary base, and first eavesdrop on the radio or use a small throwing drone to reconnoiter and see what they can gain.

As soon as I approached the door, I found that when I left, the door that I had deliberately concealed was opened. Could it be that the master has returned, or is it ......

When they were careful to get out of the wall, they heard the sound of ping-pong thinking inside, not the movement of the master coming back, most likely the bandits had returned. It sounded like there were at least four or five people inside, and with shovels and picks, it looked like they were digging into the ground. This group did not leave a single sentry outside, which shows that they have not received much training, and when ordinary grass cowards see floating wealth, they all go in, and they still pay attention to the outside.

Lin poked his head out and saw a leader with a red cloth strip tied to his head, standing in the courtyard with his hands crossed. At his feet lay a dying man with a face covered in blood, judging from his clothes, he was an overseas Chinese. Through the window, you can see that several people are digging the ground with shovels and pickaxes.

The rest of the bandits were moving their things out of the house. Sure enough, some elaborate small wooden boxes were moved out. The bandit leader smashed it open one by one with *, and it could be seen that there were a lot of gold and silver jewelry and green paper money inside. It seems that the bandits have seized the master's house, tortured the place where the money was hidden, and then returned.

Someone else took something out of the house and threw it in the middle of the yard, it was a pair of jade mahjong. There are many things hidden outside the house. The bandit leader smoked triumphantly.

Lin turned around and pointed upward, motioning for Xu Chong to go to the room, and then motioning for Ma Qiang to sneak in from the courtyard wall on the west side. He stayed here by himself, and when he was ready, he would do it together.

The two were ordered to leave, and it is estimated that in a minute, they will be able to reach the designated location, and then they will work together to prevent the gunshots. Another man came out of the room, this time carrying a black nylon bag containing the equipment of the task force.

These things are buried very carefully, and they will not be found, and it is about these people who dug up the finances of the master's family, and when they saw that they were happy, they dug three feet into the ground and found the things of the special team.

The bandit leader crouched down and pulled the zipper to remove an unassembled rifle from inside. His expression changed and he continued his search, this time finding a computer that controlled the drone, something completely beyond his knowledge, making him scream in madness. He picked up the half-dead man on the ground and shouted loudly, but the man could no longer open his eyes, and should not be able to hear what he said. He threw the wounded man to the ground and kicked him hard, each kick to the head and lower body, very vicious.

Lin walked in through the doorway and hurried towards the furious leader. A young bandit was walking out of the house with a second burden with a smile, and when he saw that there was suddenly a stranger in the courtyard, he stayed in place for a moment, and the rabble usually reacted like this when it met an emergency, so Lin Xiuxuan was not in a hurry to change his plan.

He picked up a palm and slammed it behind the bandit leader's head, this guy collapsed like a sack of sweet potatoes, and the ferocious energy just now was suddenly gone. The young bandit in front of him stared blankly and didn't even shout.

Lin drew his dagger and threw it hard, slightly off. The dagger cut off half of the kid's ear and slammed it into the back door.

The screams woke up the other bandits in the entire compound. Two guys turned around from the backyard, looking very rusty as they walked and looked down to check the safety of their rifles. Xu Chong fell like a tanuki and stabbed the second person in the back of the neck. The knife was stuck in the cervical vertebrae and could not be brought out, he jumped up and kicked the rifle that had just changed hands in the hands of the bandit in front of him, slammed forward to lock the throat to restrain it, and slowly pressed it to the ground, counting down to 20 seconds, he could solve this person.

Ma Qiang had already jumped into the house from the south window, ready to start, Lin Xiuxuan started a little earlier than expected, a bandit who was digging the ground heard the scream and looked up sharply, and saw a big man standing in front of him, a head taller than himself.

He picked up his shovel and headed towards the horse. Ma Qiang is a good martial artist with an excellent sense of distance, and he knows that the key to high and low is not to give the opponent room to exert force. He did not retreat, but advanced, and approached the other party in a blink of an eye. The opponent's shovel had just been raised above his head, and he blocked it. The right arm and elbow of the iron tong grabbed the opponent's head at once, and he exerted force. Turn the opponent's head 180°.

With his hands, the screams outside kept approaching, and a guy with a bloody face was retreating into the house, almost hitting Ma Qiang's chest, obviously this was a hidden danger left by Lin Xiuxuan's unfavorable move.

When Lin Xiuxuan chased into the house, Ma Qiang had already solved the last guy, but unfortunately he was covered in blood, which was originally what he wanted to avoid, he was extremely strong, and when he needed to assassinate, the dagger was not his first choice.