Chapter 73: The Cherry Branch Medal

The train continued to move forward, and a shovel of black coal was thrown into the boiler of the steam locomotive. As the flames rose, a white belt of mist floated between the sky and the earth, quickly throwing green mountains and winding streams behind him.

Although the carriage was torn to pieces, if you lean your body forward, you might fall directly outside the carriage, and each face was covered with thick smoke and dust, but they were all laughing.

Everyone looked at Lei Zhen with eager eyes, and their expressions looked like a group of children who had just done good things and were eager to get praise from the teacher.

In the situation where the situation was absolutely unfavorable, they fought back and successfully saved the entire military vehicle at the cost of zero casualties, wiped out the Japanese agents who infiltrated the military vehicle, and successfully shot down a dive bomber with anti-aircraft machine guns fixed on the train. Of course, they were qualified to be praised!

However, Lei Zhen did not laugh. In fact, his face was as gloomy as water. Looking at the spoils placed in front of him, he didn't know what he was thinking.

These Japanese agents, who infiltrated military vehicles and assisted the bombers in locking targets, came prepared and made sufficient preparations.

Just from these seven corpses, the spy platoons found a small transmitter, smoke bomb, a three-color signal flare that could lock the target for the bomber at night. The Southern Japanese military factory produced a Type 94 eight-mm caliber self-defense pistol, which could cause deathly strong poisons, anesthetics, military maps, and a series of pictures and simple Burmese pronunciations, which could allow anyone to communicate with the indigenous people of Myanmar...

However, what really attracted Lei Zhen's attention was the rectangular metal box that everyone had on them. In these metal boxes, there were thick stacks of British pounds that could be used in the British colonies.

The wealth they represent is enough for a Burmese to buy a large manor on this land ruled by British colonists and live a happy life of people with food and clothing, wives and concubines.

Next to this stack of banknotes, there are two Buddha statues carved from green jade. Just look at the green green on the statue, which is as gentle as a pool of green waves, and then look at the details between the carefully carved and silhouetted.

The exquisite carving techniques that embellish the dignity of the Buddha's Taoism can only be described as ingenious craftsmanship. Even if you know nothing about jade and antiques, everyone on the site can see that each jade Buddha statue is of great value.

In Myanmar, which believes in Buddhism, such exquisitely carved Buddha statues that can even be dissolved in a kind of vitality have unparalleled special meaning and value.

He also reached out to open a metal box. The genius who looked carefully, his attention was attracted by other things in the box.

He carefully stretched out his fingers and pinched out a peanut-sized piece from the box, which looked like a branch as a whole, and could be pinned to the gold medal on the collar.

After taking a few glances, he weighed the medal with his hand, and the genius said with a look of confusion: "Master, what are the functions of these small tricks made of gold?

Not only is it light, it is cast in reverse molds. Judging from the value of gold, they seem to be too far from Buddha statues and banknotes, right?"

Lei Zhen looked at the golden medals side by side with a serious expression. A ray of sunlight shone over, and the brilliant golden reflection stinged Lei Zhen's eyes in an instant.

After a long silence, Lei Zhen whispered: "The patterns on these medals are cherry branches!"

The others are not doing well yet. They study with Lei Zhen every day, and their vision and experience are no longer the same as before. Before going to the expedition, the genius who conducted detailed investigations and research on the customs and customs of Myanmar also changed his expression.

Myanmar is a multi-ethnic country, and the one that occupies an absolute dominant position is the population of 71% of the country. The Burmese people, known as the "Myanmar Headquarters".

The Burmese people advocate white elephants, lions, banyan trees, wonderful sound birds and tender branches of cherry trees. They believe that they are symbols of life and strength, and every time the soldiers return triumphantly, the Burmese girls have to offer cherry branches to the soldiers.

The genius's hands holding the metal box were trembling slightly. He suddenly looked up, looked at Lei Zhen, and said in a lost voice: "Master, we... are not good, stop the car quickly!"

Listening to the sudden shouting of the genius, most people in the car widened their eyes inexplicably. They grew up with the genius and knew his personality well. Sun Shangxiang, who was very familiar with his pranks, said unceremoniously: "Genius, why are you crazy?"

"The genius said it is right, we must stop immediately!"

Since entering the car, he has been lowering his head and carefully studying Luo Sanpao, who has seized the military map seized from Japanese intelligence personnel, said without raising his head: "It is enough to show that all our recent military operations have completely fallen into their surveillance."

If we can successfully destroy our train full of tanks and various ammunition, it will cause a serious mental and substantial blow to the expeditionary forces.

I was wondering just now, how could only send two fighter jets to attack such an important military target like us in the style of Japanese intelligence agencies?”

Listening to Luo Sanpao's words, everyone present looked heavy, staring at the golden cherry branch medal in the hand of the genius. The second squad leader Wang Ersheng suddenly asked a question, "Is this kind of small trick equivalent to a military medal?"

Lei Zhen nodded slightly. If money represents the temptation of material life and the Buddha statue represents the caterpillar of religious beliefs, then these cherry branches medals made of pure gold are recognition and respect for the invincible warriors who charge on the battlefield!

"Grandma, these little Japanese carry a bunch of military medals with them. Isn't this clear that there is a group of turtle son bastards who were bought by them in front of them, hiding in the dark, waiting for us to rush up and take the time to shoot us a cold gun?"

Speaking of this, Wang Ersheng suddenly widened his eyes. He patted his forehead hard and shouted: "No, stop quickly! If we don't stop, we just left the tiger's den and got into the wolf's den by ourselves! Not only did we want to stop, we should turn around immediately and retreat along the same road.

If we were really stupid to stop here, I’m afraid that their second wave of bombers would be above our heads in a short while!"

Listening to Wang Ersheng's suggestion, Lei Zhen, Guicai and Luo Sanpao shook their heads together. The second squad leader who claimed to be the "rat in the granary" was flexible enough and had a clear understanding of the philosophy of driving good and avoiding evil, but his vision seemed to be a little short-short.

"The Japanese are playing this trick well!"

The genius sniffed in a cold air and said, "No wonder they destroyed the radio station on the military vehicle as soon as they took action.

Let us lose contact with our superiors. Now we are moving forward and die in sneak attacks, and retreat and die in military law. Staying here stupidly still is even more dead in the second wave of bombing.

Those who can formulate such a set of iron locks and block the river and make people feel dilemma can really be called a super genius who kills people without blood!"

"I think I'm designing a dilemma that makes people go crazy and plays a trick that kills people without blood. That super genius is compared to you, a genius who has liked to harm others and not benefit yourself since childhood. At most, it's just a good person who meets a good person."

In this situation where you cannot move forward or retreat, you can still use joking methods to help everyone relax, of course, you have participated in the Northern Expedition and I don’t know how many strong winds and waves have experienced.

If he had not left the army yet, Luo Sanpao, who had probably been in the position of regiment commander, was probably on the spot. He stared at the map with his eyes, his fingers fell to a certain position above, and said in a deep voice: "If it is ahead of us."

There was really an ambush of Burmese indigenous Army that was familiar with the terrain. In order to make up for the poor combat power of our professional soldiers, they should choose this mountainous land that can exert its terrain advantages to the limit.

Here they occupied the two sides of the railway too steep, and in order to prevent the gravel from rolling down, they also dealt with landslides. Even monkeys could not climb the mountain wall. Even if they were smashed with stones, they could smash us into a pile of rags, together with people and cars.

Wang Ersheng interjected and said, "According to my opinion, some explosives were buried on the railway.

Wouldn't it be better to blow up the front of the car directly or simply detonate the shells on the car? The Japanese used this method to blow up Zhang Zuolin back then. They were considered to be a good master in doing this kind of thing!"

After hearing Wang Ersheng's words, Luo Sanpao couldn't help but frown. If this is the case, it would be impossible to defend against it. But the genius was shaking his head, "I'm not worried about this."

Facing everyone's inquiring eyes, the genius has been liked to play tricks since he was a child. At this time, he kept it a secret.

Suddenly he hummed a song: "We are all sharpshooters. Each bullet eliminates an enemy. There is no gun or cannon. The enemy makes it for us; we are all flying troops, even if the mountains are high and deep, there is no food or clothing, the enemy will send us forward..."

Guicai's incomplete tone song is definitely comparable to Tiedan, a member of the Communist guerrilla team. I only heard Tiedan sing it once. Guicai obviously did not remember the lyrics completely. Now he sang it casually, which is really a mess. But listening to this song, Luo Sanpao's eyes lit up, and even Sun Shangxiang's eyes lit up in Jiangdong.

If the raid was led by the Japanese intelligence forces, of course they would have buried a large amount of strong explosives under the railway subgrade without saying a word, blowing up the entire military vehicle.

However, even with the secret support of the Japanese intelligence department, they still have serious lack of weapons and ammunition, and they also need to be led by the Myanmar National Freedom Movement Organization where they seized from the "enemy", and they will definitely win in a more "moderate" way.

As the situation permits, grab as much as you can, which is in line with their survival principle of fighting to support the battle and becoming stronger the more you fight!

Several pairs of eyes fell to the position where Luo Sanpao's fingers were pointed at. At this time, the position where the Burmese guerrillas ambushed their military vehicles was obvious.

"If you want to steal us, it's better to take action first!" Wang Ersheng licked his lips and said, "We are still more than ten kilometers away from the ambush position of the other party. We might as well park here, and then select some of the capable brothers to move forward lightly, and instead draw them from behind them! Let them know how many eyes Mr. Ma has!"

Luo Sanpao was the first to agree with Wang Ersheng's suggestion, "That's right, instead of being led by them, we should fight back and forth to take the initiative. Maybe we can win in a mess."

"It is certainly a good idea to take the initiative and use attack instead of defense, but in terms of details, we must pay more attention to strategies and tactics!"

As long as you see the strange smile on Ghost, the Qing Gang brothers who grew up with Ghost knew that what you are playing here is to harm others and not benefit yourself.

I don't know what a damn guy who doesn't eat grass by his nest is turning his mind that is not worth the effort.

"The Japanese intelligence agencies are not their Allies. Are these guys who have shaved their heads in yellow monk's clothes the same close comrades in their hands?

Think about it, if there was a team of Allied comrades wearing yellow monk's robes with a cherry medal on their collar, they would approach them carefully and attack from behind without finding them.

When they found out, they walked up to the front with a smile on their face and then raided in person. What would they think of the Burmese guerrillas who were beaten to death? Should they copy the gun and fight back at the first time, or would they subconsciously stretch their necks and shout, "Taijun, we are allies and comrades, you have hit the wrong person."

With an absolutely weird and sinister smile, the genius laughed and said, "No matter what they shout, we fuck the guy and cum hard, while we reply to something 'Bageyaru, you're dead and working','your.

Too Bahusk, my misomisi has the same kind of fun that Burmese people can't understand, and the Japanese can't understand. In short, they must make them dizzy.

We must make them stupid. When they finally react, when they want to fight back, I think we will kill 70 or 80 people, right?"

"By the way," Luo Sanpao, who has rich practical experience and is probably also very good at sneak attacks, said again: "The Thompson submachine gun we use is limited in capacity, and one shot will shoot the bullets empty, facing those who have not been killed yet.

Once you fight back, you may be beaten into a honeycomb enemy. You must not show timidity, and you must have anger and crazy look on your face, just like someone borrowed three hundred dollars from you two years ago. But you have not paid it back yet, but suddenly you asked to borrow another five hundred dollars from you.

Then, with the thief's eyes, the powerful waving arms, and the angry scolding of "Ba Geyalu". In short, no matter what, you must use your expression, voice and movements.

It has an absolute advantage in momentum, making the other party think that he or the people around him have really done something that is angry and resentful, and has really offended you important close comrades.

In this way, you will have enough time to change the second magazine while they are thinking back and forth. If you move quickly enough, you can even throw one or two grenades away!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Dada da..."

Luo Sanpao simulated the sound of grenade explosion and submachine gun shooting in his mouth, and his hands also made several explosions in the air. As for the expression on his face... If the expression on his face was a strange thing that was not worth the death, then Luo Sanpao, who had been in the brothel for three years and had been hiding many beauties, raised his face with the brothel client-like lust! Facing his eyes full of temperature and high voltage electricity, everyone present, except for Jiangdong Sun Shangxiang, the person who was attracted to each other, secretly trembled with a homosexual shiver!

And the eyes of the genius and Luo Sanpao were filled with a few big words... You are so fucking shameless!

"Well, it's not bad. I'll feel relieved if you can have such an enlightenment."

At this time, who can still praise people besides their boss Lei, platoon leader Lei? Lei Zhen gently mocked the sharp blade of his fighting sword with his fingers and smiled: "We have only collected seven corpses. In other words, there are only seven sets of monk robes. It is obviously unwise to attack a large number of enemies with only seven people, so you must first collect materials.

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Following Lei Zhen's gaze, Luo Sanpao and Guicai clearly saw that in a corner where they could see, there was a temple that was not too big and could be seen everywhere in Myanmar.

"Get in and 'borrow' a few sets of monk's robes," Lei Zhen glanced maliciously and swept around the thick black hair on the heads of Guicai and Luo Sanpao, making the two of them tremble with fear, as if the knife had fallen on their heads.

"Don't forget what you said just now. When you go in and 'borrow' or 'begging for alms', you must say a few more words about the declaration of 'Ba Ge Yalu, your dead work'. You must have more eyes shining, use your expressions, body and voice to achieve the goal of defeating others without fighting, and successfully get dozens of monk robes!"

Speaking of this, Lei Zhen suddenly raised an absolutely weird smile on his face. He reached out to pinch out a piece of pure gold from the metal box.

But the cherry medal with absolutely limited weight said, "Of course, we are not going to beg for alms from the temple for nothing. After collecting enough land supplies, you can get such a medal to thank the abbot of the temple.

But remember, the materials you collect must be more than three times the gold value of this medal.

If someone refuses our "good intention" interaction and refuses to recognize the sacred value of the Cherry Medal, you can also pull out the Southern 94 pistol on your body and have a good talk with the other party. Under the premise of not killing people or physical harm as the bottom line, educate them to learn that the situation is better than others. We cannot change the status quo, so we must first learn to adapt to the status quo.

Such a great truth.”

Guicai and Luo Sanpao both looked at their platoon leader Lei with the most respectful eyes. In their hearts, they thought of the same words, "Black, it's so fucking black!"

No one knows the significance of Lei Zhen better than Guicai and Luo Sanpao.

Japanese agents have formulated a series of buying policies for Myanmar's religious and ethnic characteristics, especially their batch customization of the local golden cherry branch medals, which will inspire the competition among members of the Myanmar Freedom Organization.

But Lei Zhen instructed them to do what they did. Although they were disrespectful to Buddha, they would completely devalue this kind of cherry branch medal.

In fact, if Japanese soldiers really retained the minimum respect for the Buddha, how could they go to China and see the statues engraved in the Tang Dynasty in the caves with cultural value, cut off the Buddha's head without saying a word and transported them back to China.
To be continued...