The mighty Nu River flows endlessly.

The only stone bridge leading from the west bank to the east bank has now been blown apart.

There is only a rope crossing and a wooden raft across the river dozens of meters away from the broken bridge. The river looks calm on the surface, but in fact it flows very fast.

Wang Zhong did not hesitate, and came to the riverside. He looked at the refugees and defeated soldiers who were constantly crowding to get on the bamboo rafts. He had no intention of going up to fight with them. He walked into the river step by step while holding a basketball-sized piece in his arms.

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The refugees on the shore were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

This is the Nu River, not a stream.

There are eight hundred quicksands and three thousand weak waters. Goose feathers cannot float and reeds sink to the bottom.

These are words used to describe the Liusha River in Journey to the West, but they are equally applicable to the Nujiang River.

It's true that no one has tried to swim across the river, but no one who has tried this can cross the river alive.

"Master Jun, the river is in a hurry!"

"Master Jun, you can't get into the water!"

There were also a few well-meaning people who hurriedly warned Wang Zhong and prepared to persuade Wang Zhong to come back.

However, Wang Zhong seemed not to hear their words at all. He held the stone and walked straight into the middle of the river without stopping for a moment or even the slightest hesitation.

Watching Wang Zhong walk towards the center of the river step by step, he watched the river submerge him bit by bit, from his waist to his chest, to his neck, then his head, and finally he was completely submerged by the river water.

The noisy shore just now became quiet in an instant. Everyone closed their mouths in unison and quietly looked at the river surface, which no longer had any waves.

Five minutes later, on the east bank of the Nu River, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the water a few meters away from the shore. The black shadow became bigger and bigger. Several soldiers standing guard on the bank pointed their guns at the black shadow in the river.

Not long after, a head popped up from the river. The water slid down from the top of the head, and the stinging man subconsciously closed his eyes. Only then did the soldiers see clearly that this man was wearing the same military uniform as them.

The man kept walking towards the shore, and saw that the big stone in his arms also showed its prototype.

"I am Wang Zhong, the commander of the third battalion of the Sichuan Army. Go and report to Commander Yu. I have important military information to report."

The three battalions that Wang Zhong mentioned were the broken troops that Yu Xiaoqing gathered and integrated at the reception station in Chanda. They are all now in Myanmar.

The soldiers stationed on the riverside now were either Yu Xiaoqing's cronies or recruits recruited later, and some were local troops transferred from other places. Naturally, they did not recognize Wang Zhong.

"Sichuan Army?"

"Are you really the commander of the third battalion?" The soldier still couldn't believe it.

Wang Zhong adjusted his breathing slightly and shouted urgently: "If the military plane is delayed, can you afford it?"

"Wait a moment at the camp, we will report to the division immediately." Several soldiers looked at each other. Although they still did not put down their guns pointed at Wang Zhong, one of them immediately ran to report with his gun on his back.

Wang Zhong didn't mind either. He put the stone down and sat directly on the ground. His chest and back continued to rise and fall as he continued to adjust his breathing.

In fact, Wang Zhong's breathing was not greatly affected, but the appearance still had to be done, otherwise it would be too bizarre.

Not long after, a young man dressed as an officer trotted over after the soldier who reported the news.

"Wang Zhong? Is it really you?" The person who came was none other than Zhang Lixian, one of Zhang Lixian's closest confidants.

Wang Zhong stood up and gave Zhang Lixian a military salute: "Battle Commander Zhang, where is the regimental seat?"

"It's the master's seat now." Zhang Lixian immediately corrected Wang Zhongdao.

Wang Zhong pretended to be surprised, and then immediately regained his composure: "Where is the master? I have important military information to report."

Zhang Lixian hesitated for a moment, stared at Wang Zhong for a while, then looked at the stone thrown aside by Wang Zhong, nodded and said: "Follow me."

On the way here just now, he heard from the soldier who reported the news that there was a guy on the other side who claimed to be the battalion commander of the Sichuan Army. He waded across the river holding a stone and walked over from the other side.

Zhang Lixian's first reaction was naturally disbelief. The Nu River is more than a hundred meters wide, the current is turbulent, and the underwater undercurrents are even more turbulent. How could someone just walk across from the other side holding a big stone.

But that was the truth. The superior soldier swore that what he said was true. He also said that they saw Wang Zhong holding a stone into the water from the other side, and then walking step by step from the river in front of their eyes.

Come to the case.

"I remember that your plane was shot down by a Japanese fighter jet, right?" The two of them walked quickly towards Yu Xiaoqing's headquarters. On the way, Zhang Lixian was silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"It was shot down. Both pilots died. We also lost a dozen brothers. Fortunately, the rest of us are lucky. Although the plane crashed, everyone is fine."

"How did you survive?" Zhang Lixian couldn't help but ask curiously. As a close confidant of Yu Xiaoqing, he knew best what Wang Zhong and his group of cannon fodder were like when they left.

They were stripped down to only a pair of underpants, and each person was given only a vomit bag, not to mention weapons, not even a stone or a stick.

"Master will definitely ask you the same question later." Wang Zhong said this and stopped talking. Zhang Lixian was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to answer, so he didn't ask again.

Soon the two of them arrived at Yu Xiaoqing's headquarters and met Yu Xiaoqing, who had now been promoted to division commander.

"Wang Zhong, deputy commander of the third battalion of the Sichuan Army Corps, came to the division seat."

Wang Zhong respectfully performed a military salute.

"Wang Zhong, I remember you. Your marksmanship is very good. I personally promoted you to deputy battalion commander before departure." Yu Xiaoqing looked at Wang Zhong who was soaked all over and looked him up and down curiously.

"I heard that you have important military information to report?" Yu Xiaoqing asked immediately as her voice changed.

"Back to the teacher's seat, the Japanese army currently on the other side of Myanmar is the Takeuchi Regiment. Four or five years ago, my subordinates and others were at the British airport and sneak attacked a squadron attacking the British airport at night. They killed hundreds of enemies and captured countless items."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "My subordinates, Battalion Commander Lin and another acting leader elected by my subordinates led us all the way from the airport back to the China-Myanmar border.

, gather together the defeated troops, totaling more than a thousand people, and we will arrive at the Nu River in a few hours. Wangshizuo can send people to help us cross the river and return eastward."

"No!" Yu Xiaoqing just looked at Wang Zhong and held back two words.

"The Japanese army is treacherous. There must be spies among the defeated troops. If they are allowed to cross the river, the river defense will be in great danger."

"For the people of Zenda and Jiang Fang, I can't take this risk." Yu Xiaoqing said with a very serious face.

Wang Zhong looked at Yu Xiaoqing intently. After a moment, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, which seemed to be mocking himself or mocking something: "Master is worthy of being a master. When I was in Chanda, Master brought his cronies with him.

He came with a majestic momentum, and the words were very exciting. Why would he lead us to fight against the Japanese invaders and keep the Japanese invaders outside the country? I thought that the master would be a peerless general like Bai Qi and Han Xin."

"I never thought that everything I said was just a lie to us, a group of defeated soldiers, and used it as a stepping stone for my promotion. It's pity that thousands of our brothers, who don't know people well, actually regard you, Yu Xiaoqing, as a benefactor."

Lord, it turns out that you, Yu Xiaoqing, are the same as those bullshit Shangfeng who trade their brothers' lives for their own future."

"shut up!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"You can also slander Master!"

"Are you seeking death?"

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, before Yu Xiaoqing could say anything, a group of his cronies stopped working. Even Zhang Lixian, who had always been very fond of Wang Zhong, drew his gun against Wang Zhong.

Suddenly five or six guns were pointed at him at the same time, but Wang Zhong didn't show any signs of panic. Instead, he raised his head and burst out laughing.

"What, you can do it, but I can't say anything?"

Wang Zhong ignored Yu Xiaoqing's livid face and said loudly with grief and anger: "We are the defeated troops who fled from north to south all the way to Chanda. When we climbed out of the crashed plane, we only wore a pair of clothes.

We only held a vomit bag under our pants, but that was it. We also fought with the Japanese army in the mountains and forests of Myanmar where snakes, insects, rats and ants were infested. We killed dozens of enemies, captured countless items, and fought all the way to the British airport.

Never gave up."

"I didn't expect that Yu Da Tuanzuo, who had summoned us to Burma to defeat the Japanese invaders, had just arrived in Burma and led his elite divisions, together with the British and American allied forces. When they encountered the Japanese army, they collapsed at the first touch and were abandoned like a lost dog.

There were countless soldiers, and they fled Burma in despair."

"That's it, I actually got a commendation from the top and was promoted to division commander."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Oh my God!"

"How unlucky we are to meet such a general."

"In the past, I only thought that it was because we were not strong enough on the battlefield, because our equipment was not as sophisticated as the Japanese army, and because our military quality was not as good as the Japanese army. That was why we were retreating steadily on the battlefield. From the Northeast, from Shanghai,

We retreated all the way to Yunnan."

"But it turns out that the reason is that the leaders of the army are all like you. They only talk nonsense and talk nonsense, but as soon as a fight breaks out, they will run away when they see the Japanese army!"

"Shut up!"

In the eyes of these close followers, Yu Xiaoqing is a god-like existence, but now he is being slandered like this. How can they endure it, especially Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang, who are close confidants of Yu Xiaoqing?

He was regarded as his own son, and his admiration for Yu Xiaoqing was even more blind. Hearing this, he was furious and immediately stepped forward, wanting to attack the king again.

However, they saw a figure flash in the hall. Before Yu Xiaoqing and others could see clearly, Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang were knocked down by Wang Zhong, and the guns in their hands were also handed over.

Yu Xiaoqing's face turned livid, and her hands behind her back were tightly clenched into fists.

"Stop!" Yu Xiaoqing shouted loudly, stopping everyone in the hall.

"Isn't that embarrassing enough?" Yu Xiaoqing scolded sternly, and Yu Zhi and others lowered their heads and backed away.

Wang Zhong laughed again, glanced at everyone in the hall, and said sarcastically: "It turns out that these are the elite confidants under Master Yu. With such strength, they don't dare to attack the little devils on the battlefield, but they can deal with their own people.

It’s so tight.”
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