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After leaving the road and walking with the troops on a winding field path, Zhang Chi soon regretted it.

In fact, Zhang Chi regretted the word "can" when he said the word "can" in front of the devil... Why should he hold on? Is it meaningful? Can face be more important than his own life?! Even if he is embarrassed, he is still a person who is lost in this time and space!

But now it is too late to say anything. As the situation is forced, Zhang Chi can only take the dozen brothers from Class 7 carefully along the path to approach the village.

Zhang Chi could only hope that the Japanese army did not leave troops to guard the gasoline hidden in the village.

In some ways, Zhang Chi knew that even if the Japanese army had left behind troops to guard the war, there would not be many people left... This is easy to understand. The villages were full of crumbling thatched huts, with more than twenty or more families, and the terrain was low. Defending in such a position would be to solve the problem of battle with a few shells and a round of bullets. If too many people were left behind, it would be a waste of troops.

It is precisely because of this judgment that the devil dared to search for this small village with a platoon of troops.

But the problem is: as long as there are one or two Japanese soldiers, as long as there is a gun aimed at him or a grenade thrown at him,... his life is likely to be over.

However, the more you go forward, the easier it is, because at this time they have entered the narrow area at the entrance of the village. If the Japanese had set up defenses in the village, they would not have let them walk through this dangerous area so easily.

Perhaps because of the movement, several wild dogs in the village barked, which made Zhang Chi feel even more relieved, because if there were Japanese ambushing in the village, the one who woke these wild dogs should be the Japanese army.

At this time, a "creak" sound came from beside him. An old Burmese man and a child carrying a lamp opened the door. When he saw a bunch of soldiers pointing guns at him at the door, he was stunned.

Seeing that it was the Burmese people, the soldiers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and lowered their guns.

Xiao Zhejiang stepped forward and lowered his voice to comfort the old man, saying, "My fellow villager, don't be afraid, we are Chinese, come to help you beat the Japanese!"

"You... Chinese people?!" the old man answered in awkward Chinese muna.

One-sixth of Myanmar's great apology is Chinese, and the business exchanges with China are very close, especially at this time, China's only channel to contact the outside world has to pass through Myanmar, so it is not surprising that ordinary Burmese people can speak a few Chinese words.

"Yes! Chinese!" Little Zhejiang was afraid that the old man would not see it, so he corrected his military cap and then asked, "Membersman, are there Japanese in the village?"

"Japanese?" The old man thought for a while, as if he understood what Xiao Zhejiang meant, and then shook his head.

The soldiers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard this. Especially Zhang Chi, they secretly said that they had escaped the disaster.

Zhang Chi was about to go up and ask in Burmese for details, such as whether he saw a car passing by or hiding something, but was shocked to hear the old man shouting at the child in Burmese: "Hurry up, notify Maung Angki, the Chinese are here, ask them to set up an ambush next to the glutinous yard, and I will lead them over!"

Then the old man explained to Xiao Zhejiang without changing his expression: "I'm asking someone... to receive you!"

How could Xiao Zhejiang and others know the reason for this? They still believe it, so they don’t have to be polite.

Zhang Chi's expression changed. He quickly realized that these Burmese people were probably the "Myanmar Independence Volunteers" colluding with the Japanese, and even cars filled with gasoline were probably in their hands... This is probably because there were no Japanese in the village.

But these Myanmar Independence Volunteers... are guerrillas with no combat experience or they did not expect the Chinese to come to the door when they were in a difficult time fighting with the Japanese, so they were not alert at all.

When the child responded, "Yes" and was about to run away, Zhang Chi no longer hesitated. He grabbed the child without thinking and turned around and ordered: "Catch them, they are enemies!"

The soldiers couldn't help but feel shocked. Just as the soldiers were stunned, the old man took out a British revolver and pointed it at Zhang Chi like a magician...

Only then did Zhang Chi realize that he had made a mistake. He shouldn't just intercept the child and ignore the old man, or he shouldn't think that the other party was an old man and thought that he was harmless.

But now it seems that everything is too late.

With a "bang!", the gunshot rang, but Zhang Chi did not feel any pain.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a man blocking his chest, standing motionless, and after a long time he fell to the ground with a "bang"... It was Lao Ha, who blocked the bullet for Zhang Chi at the last moment with his body.

The gunshots rang out quickly...

The reason why the Burmese elderly choose to shoot desperately at this time actually has two meanings:

First, he saw that Zhang Chi was the only one among the group of people. As the saying goes, "Catch the thief and capture the king first", this will cause this group of Chinese people to fall into chaos because they lose command.

Another intention was to use gunfire to warn his accomplices.

This move was indeed very useful. Not long after a butt stock in Xiao Zhejiang knocked the old man to the ground, gunshots suddenly sounded in the darkness, and then bullets rushed towards the position where everyone was standing like raindrops.

Xiao Zhejiang and others looked for cover nearby without thinking and raised their guns to fight back. The village, which was extremely quiet just now, immediately fell into chaos as if it was blown up.

But Zhang Chi couldn't see these, and didn't know how to be afraid. He stepped forward a few steps and turned over Lao Ha, covering the wound on Lao Ha's chest in a hurry. But this was useless. Lao Ha was so painful that his whole face was deformed. He grabbed Zhang Chi tightly with his hands as if he wanted to say something, but what he said was not the words and spit out a mouthful of blood. Zhang Chi could even hear the "gurgling" sound from his throat.

At this time, Zhang Chi suddenly remembered that there was a first aid kit on her waist, and she opened it and took out the bandage. However, before Zhang Chi had time to bandage, Lao Ha's feet twitched, the rhythm became slower and weaker... Then the hand holding Zhang Chi tightly gradually loosened, and finally he lost his anger when his head tilted.

Zhang Chi wanted to cry but couldn't cry. He didn't know what to say or what to do. He couldn't imagine how a person, a person who was alive just now, turned into a corpse in the blink of an eye. He couldn't figure out how the Burmese old man could do it... They obviously didn't know the Burmese old man and had no malice towards him. Why did he do this?!

Why?!
Chapter completed!