Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"If you say it like this, I think we will have a lot to say..."

I looked at the officer man and understood what he meant, which was to obey.

"Don't look at me like that. This is the fact. If we come into contact with the country, it will be like an egg touching a rock, and we will perish."

The officer man shrugged his shoulders and said this without waiting for me to speak.

Seeing him say this, I nodded and he said he was not wrong.

No matter how many troops there are, they are still vulnerable to this big country that is about to rise.

"In our area, we no longer rely on fraud. We are still keen on exploiting original resources and building orchards. There is not much hostility to us in the country. Obedience and assistance are the best methods."

The officer man shrugged his shoulders and said like this.

It was precisely because of this idea of ​​the Lin family that Xiao Mengla found a place without being greatly affected and survived the cleaning.

"If you put it like that, I think we have nothing to talk about. Our goals are the same."

I smiled and said this.

"No, I still have something to say. After this blow, the four major Kokang families are already ready to evacuate."

"And this Mengbo County has an extremely advantageous geographical location. It is connected to the Wa State. Many people will pass through here. It is even said that the Wa State will attack this place..."

When the officer man said these words, he frowned, as if the trend was not good.

"what do you mean……"

"I want you to become a regular militia organization here in Mengbo County to assist in the defense..."

I thought for a moment and then asked. Before I finished telling me, the officer man said like this.

After listening to his words, I fell silent.

This time it was recruitment, but there were no conditions.

It's just that this operation will be very dangerous and there will be losses.

Just kidding, if you said there were no losses in a war, you would be using a toy gun, right?

"Why can't troops be brought in from elsewhere?"

I thought for a while, sighed, and then asked like this.

These mountain-top brothers, more than a thousand of them, have been following me for several years. How could I bear to push them into a pit of fire?

Especially at a point like this, where you can return home immediately, how can you bear it...

"Alas, we have already had friction with those people on the front. The four major families are counterattacking, and it is really impossible to separate the troops."

The officer man sighed and shook his head.

"I know this kind of thing is really embarrassing, but someone always has to stand up, and you have a choice!"

Seeing that I didn't speak, the officer man continued.

"Is there a choice?"

I murmured, and then said like this.

"I agreed, but I don't know how many people I can bring back..."

I thought about it for a long time and decided to agree.

"Yes, those who don't want to can be sent back to the country. This is a benefit provided by the country."

The officer man looked at me and said the same thing.

I'm not a good person, but I don't want to let those evil people away from here.

I will give those people on the top of the mountain a choice. If there is no one at home, if they want to stay, they can stay. If they don’t want to stay, they can leave.

I can't force them to do anything, it's something that could get them killed.

With a heavy heart, I returned to Black Dragon Mountain and could tell such a thing.

"Now, if you want to quit, put down your weapons and stay for a while, then I can send you away."

When I said this, my heart was actually trembling, and I couldn't help but want to put down my weapons immediately and leave here.

However, there was still a force that made me restrain myself from doing this.

If I did this, who would be left here?

And there’s another reason, not that I want to leave.

But I have spoken to the Qiangwei boss. My situation is a meritorious performance and there is no need to enter the situation.

To me, that's great...

"Brother Bai, when you said you were leaving, where did you go back to?"

After silence, a voice came.

"Of course you are going back to the country, but the thing is, you who committed the crime in the first place are not exempt from returning to the country."

I answered the voice and said this.

If you can return to your country, you can return to your country, but you cannot be exempted from the crimes you committed.

When I said this, I instantly gave up part of my thoughts about returning to China.

Most of the people who come to the mountains to become bandits have committed capital crimes at home. Desperate outlaws will die if they go back. Maybe they won't die here, and they won't think about returning to their country.

And those who were forced to fall into the grass immediately put down their weapons after hearing this.

After a commotion, 400 people lowered their weapons, which I didn't expect.

Originally I thought it would be about half, but now it seems that there are quite a few people left.

Next, it's time for them to clean up.

"Adin, why don't you leave?"

A Ding and I found a higher place, sat and watched the busy people below. I gave A Ding a cigarette, took a puff and asked.

"Brother Bai, sometimes I really want to say something to you. Aren't you talking nonsense? If you don't leave, how could I leave?"

A Ding frowned and took a puff of cigarette, and then said this.

"You guy..."

I heard A Ding criticize me, but I wasn't too angry. He shook his head and said with a smile.

"Pfft..."

A Ding laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

I heard A Ding laugh and couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Bai, do you still remember the scene where you kowtowed and smashed things for a cigarette? I was standing in front of you at that time..."

A Ding looked at me meaningfully, and then explained like this.

"If you say it like this, I have not forgotten that you were in the turret with a half-man and half-woman..."

Before I finished, A Ding's face turned blue and red for a while and he covered my mouth.

"It's not fun to talk about..."

"Fuck, let go of your hand, why do your f*ck hands smell so bad?!"

I struggled to open A Ding's hand, spit, and said like this.

"Oh, if you didn't tell me, I forgot. I didn't bring any paper with me when I went to the toilet..."

A Ding spread his hands and said meaningfully.

This means that if you don’t bring paper with you when you go to the toilet, everyone knows what you use to wipe it with.

"Fuck, you're going to die, ugh~"

When I heard A Ding say this, I felt sick to my stomach.

A rare joyful atmosphere, even if it has a little taste...

After finishing the work, it was already dark.

I asked A Ding to drink with me. This time, I asked A Ding to wash his hands before the meal.

Damn it, this guy never pays attention to hygiene.

I looked at this boy A Ding and started talking nonsense:

"I drank until you couldn't get out of this door today..."