Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

After talking with Zheng Xiangqing about Wenzhou, the clock was already pointing to 10 o’clock in the evening. Tan Zhenhua broke his hands and counted. It seems that several elders have already visited the New Year, except for Benfang and Pan Shuisheng’s family, who lives next door. , That was his plan to come personally tomorrow morning, not in a hurry at this moment.

He suddenly felt a little empty in his heart. He always felt as if there was something very important to do today that he didn't do. What exactly was it?

He felt the back of his head and thought hard for a long time, and suddenly realized that he didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala tonight!

Immediately, he laughed and wondered what he thought. The first Spring Festival Gala will officially go on screen on New Year’s Eve next year. It will enter the families of Chinese people, although before his rebirth, the Chinese Spring Festival Gala every year has been reduced to all Chinese netizens. The Tucao conferences are often blacked out, but it is undeniable that this stage has witnessed the laughter and tears of Huaxia along the way, and has become an indispensable part of the memory of more than one generation of Huaxia.

He shook his head. There is no New Year's Eve for the Spring Festival Gala, it is really incomplete, he thought.

However, even without the company of the Spring Festival Gala, this tradition of keeping the old age can not be lost. It is still early, so do something you like. He sat back at the desk, picked a book at random, opened it, and read it carefully. stand up.

Tan Zhenguo originally wanted to ask his younger brother's secret, but looking at his style, he obviously didn't intend to answer.

His younger brother has been very assertive since he was a child, and it is becoming more and more obvious now. Since he is not going to explain, I am afraid he can't ask how to ask.

Seeing Tan Zhenhua starting to read, he thought for a while, then opened his luggage, flipped through a book and started reading. The lights projected the figures of the two brothers on the window tree, reflecting the quiet silhouette, and occasionally came from outside the window. The sound of firecrackers did not bother them, just as the brothers had spent countless nights together since childhood.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, some places are noisy and some are quiet, and the atmosphere of family reunion is as safe and peaceful as ever. However, in the far southwest, among the mountains and dense forests, blood and fire are burning mercilessly!

Kunsa and Zhang Shuquan never expected that the Dai army's attack this time would be so swift and decisive, and so different from the past!

Man Xing Die, located in the northern part of the Dai country, is a small town only 8 kilometers away from the Dai-Myanmar border. Surrounded by mountains, densely forested and numerous, the star-filled area is located in a valley 3 kilometers long and 1.5 kilometers wide.

Kunza came here 6 years ago and built it into his main base and headquarters. There are more than 2,000 permanent troops here, all of them are descendants of Kunza. Zhang Shuquan has carefully built strong fortifications and weapons and ammunition depots based on several stockades distributed in valleys and mountain peaks, forming a three-dimensional defense stronghold, and guarding the stars. among.

On January 22, 1982, this was the third day Kunza and Zhang Shuquan received the warning from the post, and this day was also Zhang Shuquan’s 55th birthday.

Zhang Shuquan is not a person who likes extravagance. He didn't make a big deal of his birthday. He just set up a few tables in his star-filled Chinese courtyard and invited a few close relatives and friends to gather.

The situation is not optimistic. The Dai country’s offensive is aggressive this time. Large-scale troop assembly and dispatching have been found in various passes. Zhang Shuquan’s relatives and friends are also mostly in the ranks. Everyone happily ate dinner. They scattered and returned to their posts.

Zhang Shuquan walked to the rockery in the middle of the courtyard alone, lit a cigarette, and looked at the surrounding mountains. What he remembered in his heart was the ice-covered mountains in his hometown Liaodong.

As a traditional Chinese, on this night, his temples were already white, and a deep feeling of homesickness emerged in his heart uncontrollably.

How many years has it been? After graduating from the Whampoa Military Academy, I was sent here, one battle after another, endless fights, I have changed from a vigorous young man to an old man with weathered temples, and his identity has also changed from an iron-blooded professional soldier. To become a notorious drug lord, do you really want all of this?

He shook his head, a trace of fatigue came to his mind, and he suddenly felt a little tired.

However, just as he was feeling emotional, a rapid knock on the door sounded, which seemed so abrupt this night. Who else will come at this time? He asked in a deep voice:

"Who?"

The answer was completely beyond his expectation. The people outside the house spoke in Dai language: "We are the "Black Panther Group" of the Dai country, Zhang Shuquan, you have been surrounded, hurry up and lay down your weapons and surrender, or you will kill you!"

"what!"

Zhang Shuquan never imagined that under the defensive formation that he laid down like a net of heaven and earth, there would be a man and horse that could touch his door without knowing it!

This shock was really not trivial, but the long-term fighting life tempered his nerves to be extremely tough, and only after a moment of trance, he immediately made the most correct decision.

Retire!

As he retreated into the room, he drew out the pistol that he would always wear with him. It was a shot up to the sky. The sound of the gun cut through the silent night sky, which was particularly harsh, and he wanted this effect.

There is his guard platoon in the house, and the sound of gunshots will definitely arouse their vigilance. As long as he retreats into the house, he is temporarily safe!

People outside the courtyard heard the gunshots and did not hesitate anymore. With the sound of explosive explosion, the heavy courtyard gate fell down instantly. A group of people wearing black clothes and black helmets charged with metric M10 submachine guns. Get in!

Zhang Shuquan saw the M10's muzzle flashing with flames, and the flying bullets made him "crack" around him, but only a faint "sud" sound came from the muzzle. Obviously, the guns in these people's hands were all loaded. The silencer, this "Black Panther Regiment", is obviously the most elite special force in Dai! Only they have this kind of equipment, and it is possible to approach here quietly!

Zhang Shuquan was already close to the big house, he didn't hesitate, kicked over, broke a piece of glass, and rolled into the house. As soon as he fell to the ground and rolled, the M60 machine gun's unique "Da Da Da" shooting sounded in his ears. sound.

His own guard finally arrived!

It seems that he is not really old, and the special training he received when he was young has not been completely lost. He thought, Cat waist stood up and looked out the window. Until now, he had time to judge the current situation.

The guards temporarily blocked the courtyard gate with a machine gun. The few "Black Panther Regiment" special members who had just rushed in were lying at the gate of the courtyard by intensive fire. It is impossible to be swept by machine guns so close. Lively, however, the sound coming from outside the courtyard made his heart tense. He heard the enemy's command very clearly, and they are going to get grenades!

Without time to think about it, he issued a combat order: "Withdraw!"

The machine gunner quickly put away the gun. A guard threw him an M16A1. He copied it in his hand and pulled the bolt off. Several riflemen protected him while continuing to shoot at the courtyard gate to maintain firepower. Suppress, retreat on one side, the south-facing gate is already occupied by the enemy, and he can only retreat from the northern back gate.

However, the enemy was clearly prepared this time. Before he could withdraw to the back door, fierce gunfire came from the north, and his own guard had already caught fire with the enemy, without any intermittent roar. He, this way is nowhere! He was blocked in this courtyard and the situation was extremely critical!

There is no other way. At this moment, I can only give it a shot and break a blood path!

Zhang Shuquan gritted his teeth and made a decision!

He quickly jumped into the jeep driven by his guards, driving a thick M2HB on the front of the car, and shouted: "Fire, rush out!"

The machine gunner found the wall to act as a shelter and set up the M60. A guard held an RPG, aimed at the wall near the courtyard gate and pulled the trigger.

The rocket slammed into the wall with a piercing scream. With a loud bang, the sky filled with smoke and dust, and the courtyard wall collapsed. Several M61s were thrown into the gap by well-trained guards. , There was a bang, and the M2HB burst out with a loud noise, the long gun flame burst out, and the 12.7mm projectile swept the shadowy figures outside the wall, instantly emptied a piece, and the jeep engine was also at the same time An angry roar broke out. As soon as the driver stepped on the gas pedal, the jeep rushed out toward the yard gate that had been bombed!

The continuous blows made the enemies outside the courtyard panic for an instant. Obviously they did not expect that their opponents' combat effectiveness and fighting will would be so strong. Zhang Shuquan's jeep took the opportunity to rush out of the courtyard, and he held the violently shaking car with one hand. He, with one hand in hand, fired all around, the flame suppressor of the M16A1 muzzle spewed out flames, knocking down a few enemies who wanted to rush up all the time. After rushing far, he commanded: "Stop, turn around."

The current situation has completely reversed. Since the enemy has sneaked in, the number of people is definitely not too large. Judging from the previous fight, they are not equipped with any large-caliber weapons, such as the small water pipes of M10 and large sprays such as M2HB. The comparison is not worth mentioning. Right now, he has already rushed out of the dead, and there is a light machine gun in the house. It is a good time to join the inside and outside. Zhang Shuquan wants to turn around and kill a carbine to eat all the enemies.

However, just as he was about to give the order, there was a rumbling voice in the night sky. Zhang Shuquan was so familiar with this voice, it was a helicopter!

At this moment, if Zhang Shuquan still didn't understand what was going on, he would have been in the arena for so many years. He spit on the ground bitterly and cursed: "Miguo, count you cruel! "

Now that the enemy’s support has come, the battle cannot be fought. Zhang Shuquan made a decisive decision and immediately decided to retreat to the north. 2 kilometers away, there is a main stronghold that he has worked so hard for many years. There is a team of people stationed there. Decided to join them first, and then come back to teach this group of Dai monkeys a good lesson. As for the guards who are still in the big house, there is no other way. They can only ask for their own blessings, break out of the encirclement on their own, and count as few as they can run. In the future, I will avenge them.

In the night, Zhang Shuquan galloped away with the only remaining jeep and a few loyal subordinates. The star-filled town behind him, the gun body shook the sky, and the fire was everywhere.