Chapter 2404 The Iron Sculpture Comes to the Door

In a lush valley in the vast forest, a dozen Kachin tribal warriors wearing blue cloth shorts and turbans entered the valley, holding weapons and guarding their surroundings with vigilance. As if they were facing a formidable enemy, they dug in the ground. Looking at the trench, some people were leaning in the trench and talking in low voices. A heavy machine gun was mounted on the trench, and the cold barrel exuded a death-like aura, which was chilling.

The retreat of the government troops did not allow these tribal armed forces to breathe a sigh of relief. On the contrary, invisible pressure hung over everyone. No one dared to be careless. The sun at noon was a bit sultry, and those who were exposed to it could not breathe. Cicadas were tireless in the woods. The screams brought some inexplicable irritability to these tribal armed forces. There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and the bodies of the killed government soldiers were dumped in the bushes.

At this time, a heavily armed man suddenly appeared in the woods ahead. He was wearing a bulletproof helmet and a jungle digital camouflage combat uniform. He was holding a 95 Tu and carrying a Type 10 anti-equipment on his back. He also had a gun on his waist. A Type 92 pistol and a tiger-tooth saber. This piece of equipment is definitely worth a lot of money. It is the iron eagle who was ordered to come to negotiate.

The appearance of the iron eagle frightened the tribal armed forces. No one knew how the iron eagle appeared or where it came from. It was like it suddenly appeared. This made everyone alert and aimed their guns at the iron eagle. The person in charge also looked at the iron eagle with vigilance. When he saw that the iron eagle did not raise his gun, but was walking towards him without any hostility, he immediately shouted: "Who is it? Stop, if you move forward, you will shoot." International lingua franca.

"Don't shoot." Tie Diao spread his hands to show no hostility, stopped, and calmly looked at the armed tribe in front. Seeing the person in charge walking towards him, the others had no intention of shooting for the time being, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be easy as long as no one fired at the beginning. He said in a deep voice, "I have something important to discuss with your tribe."

Tribal chief is the highest person in charge of a tribe, a unique title for the Kachin people. The person in charge took a few steps forward in surprise, kept a distance of five or six meters from Luo Zheng, then raised his gun and aimed firmly at Luo Zheng, and asked in a deep voice: "You Who is he? What do you want to see our tribe leader?"

"Chinese people are here to discuss cooperation." Tie Diao said in a deep voice, revealing his identity immediately. The weight of discussions under the banner of the Chinese flag is naturally different. This is what Tie Diao came up with on the way. After all, Luo Zheng On behalf of the government, there is nothing wrong with saying this.

"China? Wait." The person in charge looked surprised and shouted in a deep voice. He picked up the walkie-talkie and muttered in dialect. Tie Diao couldn't understand it, so he waited patiently. After a few minutes, the person in charge came forward. , said in a deep voice: "Leave the weapons to us for safekeeping and return them to you when we come out."

"This is impossible. Soldiers never leave their weapons. If you don't want to talk, I will leave immediately." Tie Diao refused without hesitation. This is also a disguised test to test the other party's sincerity in negotiating. Moreover, weapons are the second Second life, Iron Eagle does not like to hand over weapons to anyone on the battlefield, even if the other party is not a threat.

The other party was shocked by Tie Diao's tough tone and had to continue communicating through the walkie-talkie. Finally, he stared at Tie Diao dissatisfied and said, "Follow me." He gestured to the people around him and said a few words. In dialect, he took the lead and walked forward, and everyone resolved the crisis one after another.

Tie Diao followed the person in charge and walked inside, and soon discovered that there was a river in the valley. The open area in the middle was dammed and turned into a lake. Many buildings were built around the lake. The tranquility had a temperament that was far away from the worldly life. This is a place that is similar to The Valley of the World, this is a tribe that has nothing to do with the world, but it is a pity that it was involved in the war. Tie Diao fell in love with this place at a glance, and whispered with emotion: "What a beautiful place, what a pity. It’s—”

"What's a pity?" the person in charge asked in a deep voice.

"It's a pity that it will be destroyed by the war soon. With your armed ability, you may not be able to protect it." Tie Diao said in a deep voice, with a regretful expression on his face.

The person in charge could see that Tie Diao was sincerely regretting this, and it was not an act. He was stunned for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "What are you, a foreigner, worried about?"

"You can't say that. The Keqin and Jingpo people are from the same clan. You are all Chinese. It's just that your ancestors were forced to migrate here to avoid the war. But the Xianghuo bloodline is still there. As Chinese people, naturally you can't bear to see it. You are being oppressed, of course, and it is up to you to choose the path you want to take." Tie Diao explained sternly.

The person in charge glanced at Tie Diao with a complicated expression, said nothing, and continued to lead the way. Many armed men passed by along the way and left in a hurry with their weapons. Everyone paid attention to the person in charge, and Tie Diao secretly paid attention, feeling that this responsible person I'm afraid the person's status is not low.

Soon, the two came to the best area by the lake. A two-story wooden house was built here. It looked like an ancient palace. The wood was old and must have been several years old. The iron sculpture took a careful look and came to At the door, there was an armed group standing guard at the door. They came up to block it. The leader and the person in charge exchanged a few words in a low voice.

Tie Diao stood waiting not far away, observing the surroundings secretly, knowing where to evacuate if the conversation broke down. Not long after, the person in charge came over and whispered: "Come with me." He hurried towards the wooden house. Go.

There were several stone steps leading up to the wooden house. The iron sculpture followed him in and came to the lobby. There were some Taishi chairs in the middle of the lobby. There was a shrine at the top. There was an old figure painting hanging on the shrine. It was a figure holding a painted halberd. The elegant general looked ahead with a solemn look, his expression focused.

Below the shrine is the main seat. Sitting there is an old man wearing a blue short collar and a bandanna. He is smoking a large pipe leisurely. He is leaning on the Taishi chair. His eyes are slightly closed and he is looking at the iron sculpture. His eyes are restrained. There is no sadness or joy, and he looks like an old man enjoying his old age without worrying about the world.

Tie Diao was well-informed and could tell at a glance that the old man was not simple. He took a few steps forward, stopped, looked at the other person politely and said, "Excuse me, are you the tribe leader?"

"Are you from China? What are you talking to me about?" the old man said calmly, using fluent Chinese Mandarin, with clear words and a hint of Beijing. After speaking, he smoked a cigarette. .

"Hello, tribe leader, a soldier of the Chinese nation, I have been ordered to perform a mission." Tie Diao did not expect that the other party could actually speak Chinese Mandarin, and he was so fluent, which further confirmed his judgment. This old man is not simple. Facing such a person There is no need to be cunning and scheming, which will only cause unhappiness. It is better to tell the truth.

"What mission?" the old man continued to ask slowly, while smoking a cigarette.