I found that one of them advanced to the recommendation list again, and the number of votes was very close to the previous one... Thank you all brothers for voting enthusiastically, and thank the soldiers!

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Zhang Wangsheng is an overseas Chinese who runs snack bars in Myanmar... Most of the stores in Myanmar are run by Chinese or Indians. This is not to say that Burmese people are lazy or have no business mind. Zhang Chi, who has lived in Myanmar for a few years, knows that this is because Burmese people have a long-term "everything goes with the flow" and are almost uncontested in life.

It is precisely because of this attitude towards life that most Burmese people are not interested in competition and doing business, so they give immigrants a lot of space for doing business.

Chinese account for a considerable proportion of this... Myanmar has a total population of 60 million, and there are 6 million Chinese, which means that almost one out of every ten Myanmars is Chinese.

Zhang Chi found Zhang Wangsheng on Qiaokeba’s street named West Street. The reason why he was found was because Zhang Chi saw a plaque standing in front of the door with the words “Chinese snacks” on it.

Zhang Wangsheng, who opened the door, looked at Zhang Chi and his group in a daze: "You... are Chinese? Chinese troops?"

"Yes, fellow villager!" Zhang Chi replied: "We are the Chinese Expeditionary Force!"

"It's great, come in!" Zhang Wangsheng enthusiastically welcomed Zhang Chi and others.

After Zhang Chi and his men entered the house, Zhang Wangsheng closed the door behind him, and then walked into the kitchen without saying a word, lit the stove and prepared to cook.

"Membersman!" Zhang Chi stopped him and said, "We are not here to eat, let's ask for a way!"

"Oh!" Zhang Wangsheng sighed and asked without answering, "Are the Japanese going to call?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Chi nodded.

"That's right!" Zhang Wangsheng smiled bitterly and said, "I was still worried just now. There are so many meats here and I don't want to leave them to the Japanese or the British. You guys are here... Don't say anything, try to eat them as much as possible and eat them all!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chi, Xiao Zhejiang and others couldn't help but stare at the whole lot of ingredients in the cook and stare blankly.

Zhang Wangsheng's movements were very quick, and it took not long to serve a plate of dishes with all the colors, fragrance and flavor.

This "Chinese snack" is really a Chinese specialty dish, such as braised pork, stewed chicken, sweet and sour fish, etc., and a few vegetables decorated with fiery red peppers, can be said to be full of color, fragrance and flavor.

However, looking at these dishes, Zhang Chi and others couldn't put their chopsticks.

On the one hand, these hometown dishes aroused the soldiers' homesickness, and on the other hand, the soldiers felt guilty: as soldiers, they could not protect their people, so they could only watch the Japanese army fight... Can they still eat this dish?!

"Eat it, eat it!" Zhang Wangsheng brought another jar of rice wine. He patted the jar with his hands to make the jar make the jar make a thick "bang bang" sound.

"The daughter I brought with me at home!" Zhang Wangsheng said proudly: "I always can't bear to drink it. Now I really didn't expect to meet a fellow villager. Let's have a good drink!"

As he said that, he filled the bowls in front of the soldiers one by one.

"What are you doing when you are standing there?" Seeing that the soldiers were not moving their chopsticks, Zhang Chi gave an order: "Eat!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded, and then picked up the chopsticks one by one, as Zhang Chi took the lead.

"eat!"

"drink!"

...

The soldiers ate and shouted, and they ate and drank the dishes on the table as if they were dealing with Japanese devils.

Zhang Wangsheng looked at all this with relief and felt like he had fulfilled one thing. But what he didn't see was that when the soldiers were holding bowls and eating hard, they were all crying silently.

"Membersman!" Half full, Zhang Chi asked Zhang Wangsheng: "Is there a small road to Ren'anqiang from here?"

"Yes!" Zhang Wangsheng replied: "There is one a few miles downstream of the Binhe!"

"Far away?"

"Not far! One or two miles closer than the road, it's all people walking out, but cars can't get on!"

"Oh!" Zhang Chi's heart was relieved half after hearing this.

Then Zhang Chi took out the map from his pocket and spread it flat with the light from the window: "Membersman, help find the location of the path!"

Zhang Wangsheng stared at the map for a long time, then said in embarrassment: "This map is not like it, and this path has no name, so there is no place to find..."

Zhang Chi was a little helpless. He knew that what Zhang Wangsheng was right. Most of the maps in his hand were drawn more than ten years ago. Some things marked on the map were not found. It was obvious that some roads were not on the map but there were too many problems.

"Otherwise!" Zhang Wangsheng said: "I will take you there after the meal!"

"What, this..." Zhang Chi was a little embarrassed, and the soldiers were stunned.

This is not to say that Zhang Wangsheng’s proposal is not good, on the contrary, this proposal is something that Zhang Chi and others cannot afford. But at the same time, Zhang Chi also knew that this trip was a life-and-death life, so how could they drag a commoner into the water like this?

"Membersman!" Zhang Chi said: "We are going to fight!"

"I know!"

“The battlefield is dangerous!”

"I know!"

"We may not be able to protect you!"

"I know!"

The soldiers had nothing to say.

After pausing, Zhang Chi asked Zhang Wangsheng: "My fellow villager, do you need to bring any words to your family? What if..."

Zhang Wangsheng patted his butt and stood up, and smiled and said, "No trouble. I am alone and my whole family is not hungry. I am planning to go home for another two years to marry a wife to live! This Japanese devil, they have nothing when they come. I will take you to settle the score with the devil!"

So Zhang Wangsheng became the guide of the Engineering Corps.

With Zhang Wangsheng, things became much easier. He took Zhang Chi in front of the line and reconnaissance all the way. He knew clearly where there were Myanmar villages and where there were forks. He even noticed the traces of many people walking on the road and warned Zhang Chi, which made Zhang Chi and others discover in time that a Japanese squad was stationed in front of not far away.

Obviously, the Myanmar Independence Volunteers also knew that there was this path. Perhaps because they were worried that the British army of Ren'an-Kang would escape from here, they sent troops here. However, due to insufficient troops, there was only one small team of Japanese troops here... or they thought that a small team of Japanese troops was enough to block the path. After all, this path could only barely allow two people to pass through. There were either deep ravines or jungles next to it. It could be said that one man was a pass and ten thousand men could not open it.

But this was a slight meaning to Zhang Chi... As for the Japanese, we are the Burmese Independence Volunteers, so we called out a few times "Mingola" (Myanmar: Hello) and brought the troops to meet them.
Chapter completed!