Molang Mountain, a place that was originally unknown in the Golden Triangle, is destined to be written into the history of the Golden Triangle in March this year due to the fierce collision between the Golden Palace Guards and the Taxun Federal Government Army here.

The war that took place in Molang Mountain in March attracted the attention of many people in the Golden Triangle and its surrounding areas. To a certain extent, people's attention to the war that took place here has far exceeded the war that took place in Meng Gu.

In Menggu, although the two mobile divisions of the Taxun Federal Government Army were powerful, they were also in a dilemma of being surrounded by enemies.

In the north of Menggu, the Dan Meng Army, who fought back and forth, had mobilized the entire territory. All men over twelve years old, took up weapons, and the Dan Meng Army's heroes broke their arms, destroyed many sections of roads and bridges from Menggu to Bajie, restricted the mobility of the government army, and used layers of sniping to block the government army's troops in the north of Menggu. The war lasted for nearly a month, and in the north, the government army only advanced less than twenty kilometers.

The ** travel of the Walian Alliance was away from the Menggu battlefield, but it made a move to attack the border. The loss of the village meant that the two mobile divisions of the Tadian Federal Government Army had penetrated into Menggu were cut off, and they suddenly became an isolated division, and fell into an isolated situation... The government troops of the two regiments were restrained by the ** brigade and could not move.

To the west and northwest of Menggu, the main force of the Democratic Karen PLA, the armed forces of the Mushan people, as well as the armed forces of various ethnic minorities around them, and the guerrillas, as long as they seize the opportunity, they will give the government troops a ruthless logistics supply line, duty checkpoints, and small groups of outbound troops have all become the targets of guerrilla tactics of these troops.

The government army's situation in Menggu is like a tiger surrounded by a pack of wolves.

In this case, if you want to break the stalemate that is not conducive to the government army, you must make a breakthrough. The government army placed the direction of the breakthrough in the northeast, which is the territory of the newly born Golden Palace Guard...

For many people on this land, Laota is the real invader.

Many people are worried.

However, the fierce offensive of the ace troops of the Tadian Federal Government Army stopped abruptly in Molang Mountain, like a wave hitting the reef, becoming shattered...

Molang Mountain made the Golden Palace Guards famous in one battle, and the Golden Triangle was spread.

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The three consecutive days of subtropical rainstorms turned the position of Naiwen and his company into mud. Although the trenches on the position had already been set up when they were dug. However, no matter how the drainage ditch was laid, the effect it could play in such a ghost weather was always limited. The mud and stones blocked the drainage ditch last night, and Gendai and his friends slugged in the knee-length mud and water for most of the day, which avoided the dilemma of being flooded today.

After working hard for a night, and now I am wet and sticky and covered with mud, this effect is even more camouflage than the camouflage on my body, and it seems like I have been heavier by several pounds at once.

Gen Dai has the heart to hit the wall now.

The flying rain fog covered the open mountain pass opposite Naiwen and his position, which was like a trumpet. Naiwen lay at the observation port and carefully turned the telescope in his hand. Behind the gap between the bushes that were green by the rain, he opened his eyes wide and looked carefully at the grass and trees within the range of 600-1,000 meters in front of the position. No matter how far away, he could only see a continuous dark forest and rain fog.

Fortunately, it is cloudy now, and there is no sun, so the telescope will not refract. The concealment here is strong enough. Otherwise, Newen would not be sure that he would not become the target of the opponent's sniper. Or, those cunning old towers directly sent him two mortar shells...

Those ***s probably won't show up today, Naiwen thought to herself, but her eyes didn't relax.

In fact, for three consecutive days, the army on the Tadian Federation had no movement. A brief calm was ushered in the battlefield of Molang Mountain. The hazy weather was an unfavorable condition for Naiwen and the others, and brought some difficulties to Naiwen and the others' defense. But in the same way, such weather was much greater for the army on the Tadian Federation.

I have been in this position for more than three weeks. At this time, the concept of time has almost disappeared from Naiwen's head. Naiwen now has only one thing in his mind - kill the enemy and survive.

From trembling and not daring to reveal his head, he fired the first shot in the direction of the enemy's rushing up, he was kicked by the squad leader in the ass, and now he aimed calmly on the battlefield and pulled the trigger, so that the platoon leader patted his shoulder; from hearing the explosion of the shells, he was so scared that he lay on the ground and didn't dare to move, and he was always careful that the second shell would fall. Now he could basically roughly judge the landing point of the roaring shells in the air, quickly concealed, and use the opponent's shell firing gap to maneuver quickly on the position; from seeing the person who saw the heads of the bullets blown off the position, he could now sit next to the corpse with broken hands and feet, chewing compressed biscuits with delicious taste... No one called Nain Rookie anymore.

Many things are more effective than experiencing them in the training ground for three minutes on the battlefield. The battlefield is the furnace of soldiers. Some people have turned into ashes and corpses in this furnace, while others have survived.

A sound was heard in his ear. Naiwen turned his head and saw that their squad leader Shan Ion was wearing a military raincoat and trotted from the tunnel with his waist. He was also covered in mud.

"How is it? Is there any situation?" Yamai lay beside Nain.

"No, the enemy seems to be not moving today. These ***, the mountain roads are so slippery, and they want to take our position. Even if they fall, they will kill them!" Naiwen didn't know when he started to swear when he spoke.

"Okay, go back and have a rest, I'll come here!"

Knowing that the time for the change of duty was up, Naiwen didn't say much, and handed the telescope to Shanyan. He hugged himself, carried a gun, and trampled on the mud along the winding trenches, running backwards. Naiwen was really tired now. What he wanted most now was a dry and warm place...

When Nawin returned to the small cave less than fifteen meters deep where they lined up, there was a strange smell in the small cave. A fire was set in the cave. Several guys were sitting there, taking off their combat boots, picking socks with branches and roasting the strange smell on fire, which was emitted from those smelly socks.

Rub the dried socks with your hands and they will be covered in sand and soil. Then put them on, "Damn it, I feel comfortable now, my feet are going to be worn..."

In the cave, people who were resting here were surrounded by fires, sitting or lying around. Some were already asleep and making slight sounds of arrows, while others were sitting quietly in a corner. Squinted eyes and smoking, and their expression was like taking drugs...

Mao Tuo was using a needle to tattoo Li Ming. His expression was very focused. The tattoo had been pierced for two days. He was tattooed with a Falun and the six-character Ming Wang Mantra surrounding the Dharma. In Eagle Nest Mountain, soldiers were not stopped. In fact, in the Golden Triangle, many men have the habit of tattooing. Because there are many Buddhists, everyone usually went to the temple to tattoo, and the monks in the temple held the needle.

The patterns on the body are basically derived from the contents of Buddhism, such as Bodhisattvas of the Heavenly Heaven, Vajra of the Dharma Protectors, the Eight Classes of the Heavenly Dragons, various Buddhist scriptures, etc. On the back of Maotuo, there is a Thousand-Handed Guanyin picture holding various magical instruments, which is vivid. According to Maotuo, this Thousand-Handed Guanyin was tattooed in the Jokhang Temple. Tattooing for others is one of the favorites who have few Thousand-Handed Guanyin.

Taking off the heavy tactical vest I was wearing, sitting in a place not far from the fire, leaning against the stone wall, Naiwen felt that he felt relaxed all of a sudden. The flame made Naiwen feel a warmth. Without a moment, a faint layer of water vapor evaporated on Naiwen's clothes...

It was raining outside, but the cave was very quiet. No matter what he was doing, no one had the strength to make noise at this time. The battles these days have caused the number of people in Naiwen and his team to reach the full state of Molang Mountain, which has been reduced by three at once. Two people died on the position, and one was sent to the rear due to serious injuries. No one could still tell jokes at this time. On the battlefield, the value of a person's life is sometimes equivalent to a bullet or a flying shrapnel, so insignificant.

No one spoke in the cave...

After resting for a few minutes, recovering a little energy, and putting the beloved m16a1 in front of him, Naiwen began to maintain his gun. Although he knew that the chamber inside the gun was coated with chrome and would not rust, the wet weather these two days and the mud-like position still made Naiwen a little worried.

The old musket of his father is incomparable to this gun. For Newin, who has loved guns since he was a child, this gun has become a part of his life. Newin loves it as if he is caring for his own eyes.

First, pull the fast and slow machine to the safe position, then remove the magazine, pull the bullet, see if there is any bullet in the chamber, push it out, then lift up the empty compartment and hang the machine to jamm the bolt, hold the gun up, lift the gun, turn out the left and right guards of the barrel, take out a bullet, use the bullet to push out the receiver connection pin, separate the upper and lower receivers, pull the frame out from the rear of the receiver, take out the bolt frame, take out the pulling handle, use the bullet to push out the strike needle stop pin, press the locking head of the bolt to the locking position, pour out the strike needle, take out the bolt cam, take out the bolt body from the frame, use the strike needle to push out the shell push rod fixing pin, take out the shell hook and spring, press down the buffer, use the bullet to push the fixing device to open the fixing device, release the buffer, and then take out the buffer and re-inlet spring...

Naiwen is so familiar with all this that he can't be familiar with it anymore. It used to take five minutes to finish what he did, but now Naiwen can finish it in one minute.

In a short while, there were a bunch of gun parts in front of Newen. When he opened the bottom cover of the buttstock, Newen took out the accessories bag with the gun from it and unfolded the accessories bag. All the tools for maintaining the gun were displayed in front of Newen's gun chamber brush, chamber brush, cleaning brush, oil pot, strip handle, strip, chamber brush connection section, wipe...

Cleaning, oiling, reassembling... Maintaining your gun is the best way to rest for Newin. At this time, Newin will feel that his brain and body will be in a delicate state, very relaxed and comfortable.

After completing all this, recalling the situation and feeling of using this gun these days, Newin re-adjusted the ruler of the sight on the gun and set the zeroing value of the scale from 42 meters to 25 meters. In this way, since the zeroing of the ruler is 25 meters, the ballistic overlap distance of the shot bullet will be increased from 250 meters at the 42 meters to 375 meters. If you aim with a small sight hole, it will be possible to perform accurate sniping on a long-distance target of 350-500 meters. The excellent performance of this gun can be used as a sniper rifle. With Newin's feeling of playing with a gun since he was a child, he should be able to try it.

He adjusted the watch scale, corrected the aiming wind and sighting gears, and made two aiming actions. Although he did not really shoot, Naiwen still felt that the gun was much more convenient now.

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All day, the Tadian government army did not move at all. The Molang Mountain was covered with drizzle and there was no sign of people. It was not until dinner that the entire Molang Mountain showed a little vitality and popularity. Now it was no longer possible to set up a canteen like in Eagle Nest Mountain. Each platoon arranged its own food. More than a thousand people were stationed here. The pre-war command of the Guards was also here, with people eating and horse chewing, although various things were constantly transporting behind.

Come here. However, the arms were given priority. In this way, all the food that could be eaten on Molang Mountain was caught and put into the pot, flying in the sky, climbing on trees, arching underground, and drilling in the soil. All of them were in trouble. A few days ago, a few guys from the first battalion shot a litter of wild boars with guns in the mountains. Although they were criticized, the first battalion had been running for two days, and they were all smiling. Naiwen heard that even their battalion commander Gendae went to the first battalion for two rounds of meals.

When I first tasted compressed biscuits, Naiwen was surprised at how there was such a delicious thing in this world. However, after chewing the same compressed biscuits for a month, Naiwen began to twitch when she smelled the compressed biscuits. After eating too much, her mouth was blistering. What made Naiwen even more sad was that she couldn't even pull it out when she wanted to defecate, which made you use up all your energy. The shit was still stuck in the asshole. A hard lump was really not to come out, nor was it in, it was painful. After every time I wiped it with soft smoke shell paper, there would be blood on the paper... Several old birds in the row said that this level was called "breaking".

My day...

It was already a rare and delicious thing for Naiwen to be able to eat some wild vegetable soup. After he made a bowl of rice, Naiwen drank so much that he was so tired of dry food. When he finished drinking a bowl and wanted to make some, the pot where the soup was cooked was licked three times.

Mao Tuo sat next to Naiwen, and had just finished drinking what he had in his hands. His eyes were rolling around. He saw that he was making a fool of himself. He touched Naiwen gently and said quietly, "Do you want to eat meat?"

"I want to!" Naven looked at Maotuo and told the truth.

Mao Tuo smiled and licked his lips. His expression was both obscene and treacherous. "If you want to eat meat, I will call you tonight, come with me."

Mao Tuo is a piece of wood with a waxed stone, which is slippery and can cause trouble. Although he feels that Mao Tuo will not come up with any good ideas, his belly desire, a little curiosity, and a little trust in Mao Tuo, the old fried dough stick, Naiwen nodded.

When Maotuo slept until midnight, when he woke Naiwen quietly and took Naiwen around the positions and the light and dark checkpoints everywhere, and crawled down the mountain in the grass, he felt that the positions were getting farther and farther behind him, Naiwen began to regret it.

"Maotuo, where are we going? We are too far from the position now. We are at the foot of the mountain again. If we meet Laota, we will be done." After Maotuo, Nawen was a little anxious and shouted to Maotuo in a low voice.

"Don't worry, we are not going to fight Lao Ta. Besides, Lao Ta will not do anything today. If we go to the river, they will not be able to get through the fight."

After hearing what Mao Tuo said, Naiwen felt a little more at ease. He didn't have to go into the forest opposite. He just went to the riverside. Even if there was an old tower across the river and was discovered, he could turn around and run away. He didn't believe that the old tower could catch up with him through the river, so he was not afraid of an ambush here.

"Go to the river, can we go fishing?"

"Sun, I'm just touching the fish. The water is so big and it's dark. Before we can touch the fish, we probably will be washed away. We went to dig the pheasant's nest. I saw a bunch of grass hills in the trench with a telescope. There were often a few pheasants walking around here with a bunch of chicks. The pheasant's nest must be in that pheasant's hill. The meat of Molang Mountain was eaten up by those nibs. If we want to eat meat, how can we not take any risks? Even if we can't catch chickens, it's good to get a nest of eggs."

It was very dark, and you could barely see a shadow of a cluster of grass and trees within three or five meters. The two of them were lying high and low in the grass and lurking for a while. Naiwen's clothes dried by the fire were wet again. They quietly touched the pile of grass by the river, and they crawled in one left and one again.

The act of exploring pheasant coops was not difficult for Naiwen. The grass hill was not big. The two of them quietly explored the grass hill for a while, and finally they found a pheasant coop. Maotuo was prepared for a long time. He took off his clothes and pressed Naiwen. The nest of pheasants that were still sleeping suddenly became the thing in the net of him and Naiwen. The struggled pheasant was held down by Naiwen, and then Maotuo rudely twisted his neck one by one, flapping his wings and stopped moving.

Naiwen was very excited. This nest of pheasants, one in one, four in four, was given to the platoon, which was enough for everyone to have a meal of chicken soup. The first time he had hit a black bear in the mountains, he was not as excited as he got this nest of pheasants.

"hey-hey……"

Mao Tuo was about to laugh, but suddenly Naiwen covered his mouth, "There is a sound!" Naiwen heard a little unusual movement, right by the river.

Naiwen quietly made an action for Maotuo. The two of them put down their prey, lay in the grass, crawled towards the river, and separated a weed. When they saw the place where there was movement, Naiwen and Maotuo's heart were frozen in an instant...

In the darkness, several rubber boats quietly leaned against the river. One or two black shadows jumped out of the boat, one by one, they landed silently, and acted decisively and sophisticatedly. As soon as they landed, several figures quickly dispersed and arranged a defensive and alert formation. The people behind quickly pulled the rubber boat up and hid in the bushes by the river...

Naiwen and Maotu glanced at each other, and both of them saw that the other party had completely changed their faces - they met the agent of Laota.

Others are 10 or 20, well-trained and armed to their teeth, but there are only two people on their side...

What's worse is that when we just went down the mountain, the two of us didn't even bring a gun...

Naiwen only felt that at this moment, her whole body was soaked in cold sweat!
Chapter completed!