(Chapter 3)

The one who gained the most was Princess Musha. Chakar, her operation was successfully completed. Unfortunately, she lost many subordinates, and her princess team was wiped out because of this operation.

Now there is another Sikka. Princess Musha immediately wants to kneel down for Lin Kun, and was quickly helped up by Jiang Shiting. "Princess Musha, you can't kneel down so easily, you are the princess of the Burmese royal family."

Princess Musha said: "Miss Jiang, our Myanmar has been threatened and harmed by these mountain corps for many years. The lives of the people are really like water and fire. It can save our people from the war. What's the harm that I kneel down?"

As he said that, Princess Musha's body sank down again, as if she had to kneel down.

The woman among the brothers around Lin Kun was too stubborn and wanted to stop her, but she didn't know what to say. At this time, Lin Kun spoke, "Princess Musha, you can kneel down to me, Lin Kun, but after you kneel, I will not send you the rest of the road, and my brothers and I will not help you any more."

Princess Musha no longer insisted. She bowed deeply to Lin Kun and deeply to others, "Thank you Mr. Lin, thank you friends. You are all benefactors of our Myanmar. In the future, if you have the opportunity to come to our Myanmar, you will always be the guests of our noodle royal family and people."

"Hahaha!"

Princess Musha was just thanking her, and a loud laugh sounded from the side. Listening to the momentum of the sound, it seemed like she had encountered a huge happy event.

"Haha, you're just a shit!"

Sikea scolded Chakar angrily, "Don't you behave like me, and you're caught here. You'll be punished for death soon. Can you still laugh?"

Chakar was sitting in the trunk of a jeep in the middle, "Sikea, I didn't expect that we had fought for so many years and finally met here. I, Chakar, was so lonely that I was dying, but you know what I was most unwilling to be. I have drunk wine, played with beauty, and I was tired of eating delicious food, but I couldn't watch you die with my own eyes. It was the biggest unwillingness in my heart."

Sikea stared at him with his beard and his hands were tied up. He roared angrily, broke free from the two brothers who were escorting him, and ran towards the jeep of Chakar.

Who else could become the leader of a corps? He kicked hard under his feet, jumped up and jumped into the trunk. The next tragic thing was Chakar. His hands and feet were tied, and he could not move. In addition, he had a gunshot wound on his knee and was also tyrannical by Princess Musha. His already overwhelmed body was kicked off by Sikka.

No one came forward to help, letting Chakar ask for help, Bazhi shouted at Naschia, "Hey, buddy, you can hit someone, you can't beat him to death."

Sikea was completely crazy at this moment, and that was to rush to death to Chakar. Seeing that Chakar was about to fail, Bazhi became angry at this moment, "I talk to you, you think I'm farting, right?"

Bazhi pulled Sikea down with one hand and threw it to the ground. Before Sikea could react, Bazhi punched and kicked him and greeted him.

...

At dusk, the group came to a mountain, and there was a mountain corps nearby. The geographical locations of these mountain corps were distributed in a horn. Once one of them was attacked, they could provide support to each other in the case of large-scale battles. However, the Seven Mountain Corps, which should have been united, collapsed due to mutual suspicion and hatred. At present, no two mountain corps can trust each other.

Among them are the problems of the leaders of the mountain corps themselves, but more importantly, the Western powers that like to stretch out their wet noses and meddlers are provoked by it. Most of the resources of these mountain corps come from the Western powers. When allocating materials, they give more of this one and less of it, and then put the blame on each other with two sides. As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food, and this is very normal for conflicts over resources.

On the mountain, there were three figures hiding in the dark. They were wearing green camouflage uniforms and mixed with the surrounding environment. The person in the middle held a military lookout glass in his hand, looking at Lin Kun and the resting place, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "md, the Chinese people who are bad at us have them everywhere. Do they think they are the saviors? We finally put this land into war. Under our control, they think they can save it. It's a joke."

The two men on both sides echoed together: "Yes, Chief Aum is right. How could the Chinese, a backward nation, stand on the top stage of the world? They were born to be enslaved by us, but they had to develop forcibly. The surrounding countries are gradually under our control, and we will be able to encircle China in the middle soon."

Chief Aom said: "We don't care about the others, but judging from the current situation, I think we should teach the Chinese people below some lessons."

The black man standing beside Oum said, "Mr. Oum, do you mean to let Tukgong's troops attack them?"

Chief Aom sneered, "No, that would be boring. At most, they would be killed. In the end, the Burmese royal family will be investigated and it will be found that this group of Chinese people have helped them."

The white man standing on the other side smiled coldly: "I understand Chief Aom, what you mean is to make the Burmese royal family hate the Chinese, we just need..."

Aom interrupted with a sneer: "Since you know, let's arrange someone to execute immediately. I want to see how Myanmar deals with its relationship with China. Their big leader has just visited China. Before the people can come back, their princess died at the hands of the Chinese."

The black man suddenly realized and said, "A clever plan, a clever plan!" (10)

The expression on Om's face suddenly became stunned and he quickly took down the telescope on the bridge of his nose.

Under the mountain, in the forest...

Lin Kun suddenly looked towards the top of the mountain, and suddenly a ray of light passed by, and in a flash, he could no longer see anything.

"Brother Kun, what's wrong?"

Long Daxiang came over, and now everyone is ready to start cooking rice. (Zero1)

"It seems that someone on the top of the mountain is informing everyone to clean up their things, we will change to a more hidden and safe place, and be careful."

“Where?”

Long Daxiang stretched his neck and looked towards the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!