In the eyes of Ah Hu and others, Peng Bin was like a god of war. They dared not and never disobeyed Peng Bin's words. After Peng Bin issued the order, several jeeps filled with soldiers quickly stopped at the gate of the manor. When Peng Bin waved his hand, several cars disappeared into the night.

"Brother, you can just let Ah Hu stay..." Seeing Shi Ming and Shi Dark Headlights in the distance, Fang Yi said, "The old injuries on your body have not healed yet. You can't fight with others now. Brother, why bother staying with me?"

No one knows Peng Bin's injuries more clearly than Fang Yi. Although after more than ten days of conditioning, true energy has been produced in Peng Bin's body to nourish the old injuries, the old diseases accumulated over the past ten years are not so easy to remove. According to Fang Yi's estimate, it will take at least one or two months before Peng Bin's body can recover as before.

"You and my brothers, don't say politely. Besides, fighting is not boxing? We rely on this..."

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Peng Bin laughed, patted a submachine gun on his back, and said, "I asked Ah Hu to leave 3,000 bullets, which is enough for us to use them for a while, but this bullet will be troubled, brother, you are carrying it..."

The gun that Peng Bin carries is the most common sk47 in Africa and Southeast Asia. Although this gun produced in the former Soviet Union is less accurate, it is more solid. Moreover, the 7.62-caliber bullets and many guns can be used for each other, so it is the most popular among militants in the war-torn areas.

"Brother, are we considered guerrilla warfare?"

Fang Yi also carried a gun on his back. After using his hand to try a wooden box filled with bullets at his feet, Fang Yi nodded and said, "The thing is not heavy, it will not affect my movements in the mountains..."

"I knew you would be fine with this thing..." When Peng Bin was about to speak, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from a distance, which made him stop his mouth and his ears sway, obviously distinguishing the differences between the constant sound of gunfire...

"These bastards dare not listen to the orders!" After listening for about ten seconds, Peng Bin's face suddenly changed.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Although Fang Yi's hearing was far better than Peng Bin, he had heard too few gunshots. Apart from the direction of the gunshots, he could no longer hear any information.

"Ahu and the others have been angry with the government forces. Obviously, they are helping us delay time. I wonder if there is no silver here?"

The reason why Peng Bin asked Ah Hu and the others to leave was that he did not want to leave any information to the government army. However, Ah Hu's fight clearly shows that there are important figures from the Peng family here, but it will attract the attention of the government army.

"Fang Yi, go and enter the mountain!"

Listening to the gunshots that had already begun to become sparse, Peng Bin smiled bitterly and said, "We probably have to stay in the mountains for a few days. I'll bring my food with me. Grandma's. I haven't been to the mountain nest for a long time..."

"Brother, I have to bring the raw stones with me..."

Seeing Peng Bin turn around and enter the house, Fang Yi hurriedly followed him and carried his bag with the original stone on his body. When he saw Peng Bin was about to carry a waist-high bag on his back, Fang Yi reached out and took it over.

"Fang Yi, can you do it?" Looking at Fang Yi's back and forth, Peng Bin couldn't help but open his mouth wide. You know, there was a box of bullets weighing hundreds of pounds outside.

"No problem, brother, let's go..." Fang Yi nodded with a smile, walked out of the house with a light step, walked to the yard and held the box of bullets in his hand.

"Damn, if you get to the battlefield, you will be a human-shaped transport plane..."

Peng Bin exaggeratedly raised his thumbs up at Fang Yi. He knew that his injuries had not healed, but he did not compete with Fang Yi. He just walked in front with the submachine gun on his back. After leaving the manor, he turned into the jungle behind him.

Half an hour later, the two men stood on the top of the mountain behind the manor and looked down at the mountain. There were countless beams of flashlights lit up in the originally pitch-black manor. It was obvious that someone was searching the manor. Of course, it was impossible for them to find another person in the current manor.

"Da da, da da da..."

Suddenly, fire lights shone in the night, but someone in the manor at the foot of the mountain fired a gun into the mountains. However, this purposeless strafing could not even touch Fang Yi and the others' hairs. After more than a minute, the gunshot stopped.

"Brother, will they come to search the mountains?" Fang Yi was both nervous and excited at this time. If Peng Bin had not just held his hand that was about to pull the trigger, Fang Yi would have bounced back.

"What mountain do they search for? They don't even know if there are anyone on the mountain. The gun was fired randomly just now..."

Looking at Fang Yi's excited look, Peng Bin couldn't help but smile bitterly. This kind of tentative shooting was only a rookie like Fang Yi who wanted to fight back. If Fang Yi really fought back, then the people below would search the mountains.

"Hehe, brother, you said that, how did they know someone went up the mountain..."

Fang Yi thought, it was indeed the case that Peng Bin said that. Even if the government forces were suspicious, they would only suspect that the important figures of the Peng family ran away with the jeep. They came to search the manor and were probably just a routine thing to see if they found anything.

"Even if they know someone, they don't dare to go up the mountain. Brother, I'm ready to go to bed..."

Peng Bin curled his lips when he heard this. Night battle was the specialty of various armed forces in Myanmar, but the government forces rarely launched attacks at night. Even if they knew there were people on the mountain, they would mobilize artillery fire to attack first, and then they would go up the mountain to search during the day.

He reached out to grab Fang Yi's backpack, Peng Bin took out a medicine bottle from it, and two capsules came out from it. The other party said, "Pinch this thing and apply it to the skin of his hands and face..."

"Oh, brother, what is this thing? Why is this strange smell?" Fang Yi did not doubt that he had him, and he reached out to take the capsule and pinched it. However, he, whose sense of smell was far beyond ordinary people, immediately asked a very strange smell.

The smell is not fragrant or smelly, but it is not smelly, but smelling it in the nose is strongly stimulating Fang Yi's sense of taste. If he hadn't had strong concentration, he might have sneezed out several times.

"Hehe, it doesn't smell very good, right?"

Looking at the expression on Fang Yi's face, Peng Bin smiled successfully as a prank and said, "This is a high-tech product developed by our Peng family. It is specially used to prevent mosquito bites in the jungle. Ordinary snakes will avoid it when they smell it. They can't buy it even if they have money..."

The mountains and forests in Myanmar are wet and dark, and the most common ones are poisonous snakes and mosquitoes.

When the Chinese Expeditionary Force crossed the Wild Man Mountain in Myanmar, General Dai Anlan died for his country. When the 100,000 troops came out, only 50,000 were left, while the other 50,000 people died under the harsh environment of Wild Man Mountain and the diseases such as tetanus and malaria caused by mosquito bites.

The Peng family has fought in Myanmar for decades and basically hang out in the jungle, so preventing mosquito bites has always been a top priority. For this reason, the Peng family also invested in a pharmaceutical factory, which cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to develop this capsule.

"It doesn't smell very good, I'll endure..."

Fang Yi had a bitter face and applied the small amount of liquid in the capsule to himself. He grew up in the mountains and knew the effectiveness of poisonous snakes and mosquitoes, so even if the smell was bad, Fang Yi would squeeze his nose and smell it.

"It's good to get used to it. There are poppy flowers in it. Over time, you will smell a scent..."

Peng Bin laughed, took out another folded thing from his backpack, threw it at Fang Yi and said, "The latest single-sleeping bag of the US Marine Corps. Let's go back and sleep with one of us and watch each other, and change it every three hours..."

Peng Bin has been through a long battle, but he is unwilling to fall here because of his negligence. Therefore, sleeping is necessary, but vigilance is also necessary. Both of them can get a rest when they divide the work and work together, and also ensure the greatest safety guarantee.

"Brother, you go to bed. I'll just sit for a while. Brother, is this thing also high-tech?"

Fang Yi was very interested in the sleeping bag that Peng Bin threw over, because it was very light in his hand, and it was very small when folded, and it looked a little bigger than his fist. If Fang Yi had this thing back then, he would have lived a little more comfortable life while hunting in the mountains.

"It's also considered high-tech, anyway, most people can't buy it..." Peng Bin laughed. Myanmar's poverty and chaos do not mean that good things can't be bought here.

Because the more war-torn areas are, the more frequent arms dealers are. As long as you have money, let alone the sleeping bags of the US Marine Corps, the Scud missiles that shine on the Iraq battlefield a few years ago, those arms dealers can also transport them to you. ——
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