When Wang Mazi and others arrived at the highway bridge, they were surprised to see corpses everywhere near the highway bridge. After learning about the incident from Zhang Chi, they couldn't help laughing: "You kid, you are really a lucky general. You will always let you encounter such a thing!"

"Captain! These corpses..." Zhang Chi looked at the messy road.

"Buried!" An adjutant suggested.

"Hey! Don't bury it!" Wang Mazi smiled and said, "Pile them on the side of the road, let the main troops take a good look, and see how the soldiers of our engineer regiment fight!"

"Yes!" Zhang Chi replied.

"And!" Zhang Chi was about to leave and was stopped by Wang Mazi again: "If the soldiers of the main force asked what was going on, tell them that it was attacked by our engineer regiment, and that one platoon had wiped out this company!"

"yes!"

"And!" Wang Mazi added: "When the 599th regiment passes, you should speak louder and more detailedly. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Zhang Chi responded helplessly.

After he turned around, he thought to himself... This is a war, and Wang Mazi seemed to care more about the face of the Engineer Corps.

But then again, Wang Mazi's behavior cannot be said to be wrong, because if "face" is put on someone, it is a battle of will, but if it is put on the army, it will become honor.

And why can a unit fight bloody battle with the enemy to the end? Is it for money? Is it for ideals?

For money, it is a waste of money and no life; for ideals and is too empty. The most direct and realistic thing is actually for honor and for the honor of the army.

Then Zhang Chi heard Wang Mazi ordering the adjutant again: "I inform the entire engineering regiment of the Third Row and let them all take the Third Row as an example!"

"yes!"

As expected, things happened as Wang Mazi expected. When the main force passed the highway bridge, they all looked at the pile of corpses on the roadside with curiosity. Even Dai Anlan was alarmed and got off the car and praised Zhang Chi and others again.

Zhang Chi is a little used to this, but the subordinates and cadres of the fellow villager look very useful... No wonder they have been looked down upon in the engineering regiment for a long time, and now they are a turnaround.

Dai Anlan, Wang Mazi and others also knew about the highway bridge, that is, the rear does not mean that it is safe. With this highway bridge crisis, there is a very likely second place, so they did not dare to be careless and immediately invested more troops to take cars, armored vehicles and even tanks to get to the front as fast as possible to ensure the smooth flow of the highway.

But there was nothing that happened along the way. When the car passed through the villages and towns along the way, Zhang Chi even saw that the shops were still open, the shelves were filled with all kinds of items, and there were still people drinking in the small restaurant. The golden light and different postures of Burmese temples and pagodas stood in the clear sky. The dirt road across the town was dusty, and mule carts and ox carts were running happily.

Among the fields on both sides of the road, large green gauze tents composed of hamburger and sugarcane were endless and spread to the horizon. A group of farmers gathered in the open space in front of high-footed houses and betel nut trees to pull and eat while eating. The old Burmese lady riding on the back of an elephant looked at the fully armed armored vehicle passing by, and even grinned and laughed.

"What are they doing?" Xiao Zhejiang asked in confusion: "Don't they know that the Japanese are going to call him?"

Everyone was silent.

"Platform leader!" Xiao Zhejiang said to Zhang Chi with some anxiety: "You know Burmese language, tell them... the Japanese are going to call them and let them run away!"

"Forget it!" The gangster raised his head to Xiao Zhejiang: "What's the use of the platoon leader speaking Burmese? Will they believe us?"

"Then you have to try it. If you don't try it, how can you know whether they believe it or not..." Xiao Zhejiang was still a little unwilling: "Maybe they don't know at all!"

Ding Lun, who was sitting aside, looked at Xiao Zhejiang and looked at Zhang Chi with some curiosity.

"He is worried that the Burmese people will be killed by the Japanese!" Zhang Chi explained to Ding Lun: "He is in a hurry to ask me to inform the people to escape!"

Ding Lun couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Do you know how cruel the Japanese are?" Zhang Chi asked.

Ding Lun shook his head.

It's not his fault. Myanmar is a relatively closed place, and even if they hear anything, they will think it was propaganda by the British in order to ensure their dominance with political colors.

So Zhang Chi didn't say much, because he knew that even if he had committed the Japanese crimes for three days and three nights, he was afraid that Ding Lun would think that those were all lies he knitted.

"Why do you believe in the Japanese?" Zhang Chi asked: "Why do you believe in the Japanese who will give you freedom and independence?"

"Because..." After pausing, Ding Lun replied: "Just as Myanmar faces life and death, General Bomocho on a white horse appeared from the east, and he would come to save Myanmar. This is an ancient legend..."

"Yeah!" Zhang Chi didn't understand.

After thinking about it, he looked at Ding Lun in shock: "This 'Bomojo' general appeared?"

Ding Lun nodded: "They are Japanese, and one of them is riding a white horse, named 'Bomocho'."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chi couldn't help but smile bitterly, not knowing what to say.

This is obviously a trick of the Japanese. Before the war started, they sent a large number of plainclothes to infiltrate Myanmar to collect intelligence. Thinking about it... This legend should have been heard by the Japanese accidentally while collecting intelligence, so they used it.

It is actually very simple to do this. Just find an officer to ride a white horse and then claim to be "Bomocho". Moreover, the first batch of Japanese troops crossed the Thai-Myanmar border and entered Myanmar. Thailand is in the east of Myanmar, so it was perfect.

It is said that this scam is easy to see through, but Myanmar is a country that believes in Buddhism and believes in this country. In addition, the education level of the people is seriously low and has long been dissatisfied with the rule and oppression of the British, so the Japanese army easily gained the trust and help of the Burmese people.

Later, Zhang Chi learned that the Burmese people could describe the words "Truemo" to the Japanese army. When the Japanese officer dressed as "Bomocho" appeared somewhere on a white horse, Burmese people everywhere along the road were greeting each other, shed tears with joy, and voluntarily offered everything to "Bomocho" and his troops.
Chapter completed!