Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Last Stand

1 May in the Gregorian calendar is the driest and hottest day of the year in the Golden Triangle. At this time, the rainy season has not yet come, the earth is scorched by the furnace-like sun for a whole dry season, and the air squeaks and burns like a fire.Dogs stretched out their tongues and sweated, buffaloes soaked their huge bodies in dirty puddles, mosquitoes flew in swarms like they were at a temple fair, and people were as depressed as if they were suffering from the plague. They hid in the shade for a nap or enjoyed the coolness. Holding a gun listlessly. This afternoon, Xiaomeng picked up a wind. It was the kind of tornado called "dizzy wind" by the locals. The tornado circled in mid-air for several hours, spinning some flimsy roofs in the village up into the sky.The sorcerer made a hexagram, asserting that a disaster was coming, causing panic in the village.At dusk the wind stopped, the sky gradually brightened, and the setting sun was dying, as if suffering from a terrible hemorrhagic fever.At this time, a white horse came galloping from a distance, and the sound of the horse's hooves crushed the silence of the mountain road. Not long after, an amazing news spread like the wind—there is a war!

The shadow of the bloody disaster enveloped Xiao Mengpeng. This is a critical moment. The revival army has only been established for two months, and its foothold is not stable. Li Guohui has a lot of plans: sending troops to protect merchants, raising funds, building houses and repairing houses, and taking in the defeated soldiers who escaped from the mainland. At this time, his army has increased dramatically. to three thousand people.Xiaomengpeng is the territory of Dao Dongxi, the great chieftain of Mengsa. The invasion of the Han army naturally caused great anxiety to the chieftain.Li Guohui replied that he borrowed one of the noble lands to support his life, and waited for the order to counterattack the mainland.

The big chieftain understood that these Han troops were going to stay on his territory and not leave.The army is a war machine, and even a fool understands that taking his opium-smoking chieftain soldiers to conquer is like declaring war on a cat.The only way is to report to the Yangon government and invite government troops to expel the Han people and protect the chieftain's territory from infringement. The situation in Myanmar at this time is that the young Republic of the Union of Myanmar has just got rid of British colonial rule, and it has only been two years since it became an independent country. The government forces mobilized the troops with great fanfare, forming a strategic situation of overwhelming troops, and issued an ultimatum order, requiring the revival troops to return to the border within ten days, otherwise the government forces will completely encircle and suppress.

For Li Guohui's revival troops, who have not yet caught their breath, this is another severe test of life and death.Where to go, they are at the crossroads of fate.They are a defeated army. To describe it in one sentence, they are "desperate". Because Hainan Island, thousands of kilometers away, fell a month ago, and the Xue Yue Corps was wiped out. Order to "solve your own way out".Leaving the Golden Triangle, where is their shelter?If you don't leave, you will be attacked by the Burmese government army, and you will be defeated by three thousand remnants to fight against a powerful state machine.In the gap between life and death, what should they do?Who can see the glimmer of hope?

Li Guohui later told people that this was the bleakest and most desperate moment in his life. The Burmese army sent them an ultimatum to drive them to a dead end.Even with decades of distant time and space, I can still feel the great pessimistic atmosphere hanging over people at that time.It is said that a military meeting was held at that time, and most people advocated to go to Laos (Laos), where the mountains are bigger, the forests are denser, and the population is less populated, to avoid the sharp edge of the government army.There are also those who advocate disbanding the troops, handing over their weapons, and going their separate ways. Even a few officers and soldiers heard the bad news and quietly left the troops without saying goodbye...

Li Guohui was furious, this man who seldom gets angry, roared like a lion.It just so happened that his wife Tang Xingfeng gave birth smoothly on this day, and gave birth to a son who weighed less than three catties and was as thin as a mouse. After the arduous defeat a few months ago, the suffering of mother and child can be imagined.I don't know if the birth of his son strengthened his father's responsibility and will to fight. At this critical moment of turmoil and turmoil, Li Guohui's fighting determination is like a street lamp, illuminating the officers and soldiers shrouded in the fog of failure, pessimism and fear.

"Listen! If there is another thousand-mile retreat, we will all die without a place to die!" His hair stood on end, his eyes were red, and his angry eyes whipped on the backs of those wavering soldiers: "... Let me tell you, there is no retreat now, only a last stand! Look back, how many soldiers have fallen on that road of death, is it easy for us to get to where we are today?... Victory means survival, defeat means death! This is the last choice, any hesitation Shaking is tantamount to suicide! We are soldiers, fighting for honor, fighting for survival, fighting for our women and children! Do you want to hand over women and children to Lao Myanmar? To the enemy? Beg the enemy for mercy? … You are wrong! We were defeated in the past, so we were in a desperate situation. Today we must fight to the death and strive for victory! Only by defeating Lao Mian can there be a way out!"

People calm down, the determination of the commander is the determination of the army. What is terrible about an army is not marching towards death, but losing its way forward.Deputy Commander Tan Zhong and Chief of Staff Qian Yunzhou expressed their support for Li Guohui on the spot, and a battle plan was quickly formed. At the end of the meeting, intelligence was sent, and a reinforced company of the government army marched into Tachilei.Tachileik is also called Mengban on the map. There was no garrison in the past. This place is very important in the strategic position of the Golden Triangle. It is the only passage for the revival forces to retreat to Thailand and Laos.Li Guohui said to the officers: "It's all right now. I've closed the back door and beat the dog. Let's see if anyone else wants to slip away? ... From now on, whoever shakes the morale of the army will be shot on the spot!"

2 Nearly fifty years ago, a war of great disparity broke out in the Golden Triangle. The skirmish started, the revival troops retreated, the riverside position was lost, and the Burmese army quickly followed up after crossing the river.Li Guohui set up his headquarters in the middle of the mountain. From the binoculars, he saw ant-like enemies swarming and wriggling at the Dora Pass. The dense mist seemed to be surging under his feet, and those gray enemies hurried over the pass and fell into the milky mist. middle.Not long after, the shadow of the enemy striker appeared on the ridge again, first pulled into a line, and then scattered among the high and low bushes.

Li Guohui put down the binoculars, and the government army was still waiting for the main force to arrive, so the battle would not really start for a while.He asked the guards to bring a deck of cards, laid out a gossip on the ground, and then loudly told his men to come down and gamble.When he turned over the hole cards one by one, it happened to be the point of a spade, and his subordinates stretched their necks, waiting noisily to see how the officer's luck was.The sun had just risen that day, the valley was semi-dark, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. The government troops were still gathering, and the revival troops were preparing for a decisive battle. At this time, an invisible cold wave came quietly from behind. All of a sudden, Li Guohui's hand holding the playing cards was frozen in mid-air.The tranquility before the war has not been broken, the sky and the earth are clear, the sun is shining, and the birds are chirping happily on the branches.Years later, guards recalled this dangerous moment when the commander suddenly threw away his card, fired warning shots into the air, and shouted: "Hidden! . . . enemy planes are coming!"

Sure enough, soon there was a deafening sound of aircraft motors, and four British-made "Buffalo" fighter jets painted with the emblem of the Myanmar Air Force flew aggressively over Xiao Mengpeng. start.As if joking with the people on the ground, the plane dropped bombs, large and small, one after another, and the smoke from the explosion was like a mushroom cloud blooming on the top of the mountain.The planes dived and strafed one after the other, as if performing flying skills, and rolled up waves of scorching death whirlwinds on the Han positions.The people were helpless, they had no anti-aircraft defenses, no anti-aircraft weapons, many had no experience in anti-aircraft defenses, did not know how to avoid air attacks, they were gripped by fear, they pressed their bodies to the ground and waited to be beaten. After all, just after the first wave of air strikes, the second batch of fighter planes arrived again, still circling at low altitude, roaring, dropping bombs, bombing, and strafing.The woods caught fire, the fortifications collapsed, and the air waves from the bombs threw the bloody remains of the dead into the sky.Some panicked soldiers jumped out of the trenches and fled for their lives. Like eagles chasing chickens, the planes shot dense machine gun bullets into their bodies mercilessly, making them stagger like drunks, and then fell to the ground not moving.The Burmese pilot drove the old-fashioned propeller plane to the height of the treetops, and the strong airflow passing under the wings knocked down the roofs of the thatched houses in the village. After eight years of resistance war, Li Guohui had seen Japanese aircraft and American aircraft on the battlefield, but now he saw that the Burmese military aircraft were too rampant, almost to the point of unscrupulous, he quietly organized the machine guns to form a cross-fire net, waiting for the enemy planes to dive at low altitude Fire again. The young Myanmar Air Force has never actually fought a war. Myanmar became independent in 1948, and it took only a year or two to form an air force. All the fighters were just a dozen or so old World War II aircraft left by the British.Since there is no opponent, it is naturally difficult to improve the technical and tactical level. Therefore, when these hateful Han troops on the mountain suddenly opened fire on the plane, and fired dense machine gun bullets when the pilot was completely unprepared, it was not a random counterattack, but a kind of intersecting confrontation. Empty the firepower net, covering the two aircraft into the firepower net at once. Immediately, a plane burst into flames and smoke, and crashed into a very old tree. The tree and the pilot died together.Another plane was shot and tried to pull up, just like a wounded bird flapping its wings in despair. Finally, it failed to fly to the sky and fell obliquely, smearing a vivid ink line in the clear blue sky.The brave pilot narrowly escaped death and was rescued by friendly forces on the ground.It was only later that people learned that the pilot who survived the catastrophe was not an ordinary person, but the commander of this young air force. Soon he rose to the top and became the commander-in-chief of the air force. Later, he joined the cabinet and once served as the head of the government.So when the future commander-in-chief parachuted, the sky of the Golden Triangle became quiet, and there were no more planes to bomb the battlefield. Shooting down the plane was of course an inspiring victory. All the officers and soldiers lying in the trenches cheered and cheered. Even Li Guohui, who never lost his composure easily, threw his military cap into the air and shed tears of excitement. But the joy of victory could not last long, there was a sound from the foot of the mountain, like a huge drumstick hitting the ground heavily.The air froze for a moment and then was shattered, and people heard more sledgehammers beating.With ear-piercing screams, countless dead steel projectiles grazed the treetops like black crows, making a huge roar that shook the ground.Trees were uprooted and soil was thrown into the sky. People suddenly woke up from the astonishment: this is a real heavy artillery, and the Burmese army is attacking. 3 Nearly half a century ago, there were 20 regiments and 30,000 people in the National Defense Forces in Burma. This time they dispatched nearly half of the main force, with a strength of 12,000 people, four times that of the remnants of the Kuomintang army, equipped with several aircraft, tanks and artillery On that day, the Burmese army suppressed the border, and the commander ordered: Xiao Mengpeng must be occupied within a week, and the invaders must be completely driven out within a month. This is a life-and-death bloody battle, fighting to the death, blades facing each other.The young Burmese army has an absolute advantage. They attack bravely, are not afraid of sacrifice, and fight to defend the integrity of the territory and the dignity of the nation.So they swore to fight to the death, driving out the enemy with blood and life.On the other side of the battlefield were the desperate remnants of the Kuomintang. They had no way out, and they had no way out, so they fought stubbornly and put them to death to survive.Fight for survival and hope to fight your way through. The Burmese army adopted netting tactics, advancing gradually, attacking from multiple channels, coordinating infantry and artillery, and occupying the ground.The Burmese army has a Soviet-made piggyback 120mm heavy mortar. This cannon made by the former Soviet Union during World War II once showed its skills on the European battlefield, making German fascists frightened.The Burmese army is also equipped with a number of American-made 127mm Browning-style large-caliber machine guns. This heavy machine gun was originally used to deal with aircraft and tanks. It has a large diameter, long barrel, long range, strong penetration, and an effective range of More than two thousand meters. The heavy artillery was really powerful, and the Han people's positions were filled with smoke everywhere. Houses were blown down, trenches collapsed, trees caught fire, and rocks flew all over the sky like celestial maidens scattered flowers.Soon the large-caliber machine guns also rattled.Heavy machine guns are different from ordinary light machine guns. They fire slowly, but are low-pitched and powerful, roaring like an old black bear suffering from a bad cold, cluck, cluck, cluck... The Burmese army's machine gun positions are located on the opposite mountain, just beyond the range of the rifles. , this situation is like a fight between two people, your fist cannot reach him, but his long stick falls on your head again and again.Just as Li Guohui raised his head, a large-caliber bullet smashed a small tree as thick as a bowl of grass, and then hit a human body. On the commander's body, blood was all over the officer's head and face. The guards made a false alarm, thinking that the commander-in-chief was shot and killed. The government army won the first battle and won a complete victory. The revival troops suffered heavy casualties under the attack of machine guns and cannons. They voluntarily gave up their positions and moved to the deep mountains.The Burmese army occupied Xiaomengpeng, controlled the strategic highlands, and continued to drive the enemy north. The victory of regaining Xiao Mengpeng made the commander of the Burmese army very happy. The reporters in the field sent the news of the victory back to Yangon by telegram on the same day, and all the newspapers in Burma published their numbers on the front page, cheering for the great victory on the front line.In the next few weeks, the Golden Triangle rainy season came one after another. The heavy rain made it difficult for the Burmese army to move heavy equipment, which was not conducive to the suppression of the mountains. The revival troops dealt with the government forces in the jungle, and threw some old guns and old equipment to confuse the enemy.Successive victories made the commander of the Burmese army begin to believe that the invaders were vulnerable. They were just a group of rogues hiding in Tibet. Therefore, the Burmese army waited for the end of the rainy season before launching a clean-up campaign.During this period, they held exhibitions of achievements and held press conferences to inspire the fighting spirit of the people of the country.The commander also delivered a speech at the frontline headquarters, pointing out that the invaders were all defeated soldiers, and they had no other way out except to surrender or be wiped out. Just when the Burmese army was paralyzed and relaxed in the face of the mountains and heavy rain, on a dark night covered by thick clouds, their opponents' fists were quietly clenched in the jungle.A total of six combat battalions of Han Chinese officers and soldiers were assembled and set off in separate routes.Commander Li Guohui said the following words with a heavy heart to the soldiers, he said: "This is our life and death, life and death, this battle is here!... I believe that everyone only needs to think about how we persisted in the eight-year war of resistance. And how the eight million national army was defeated by the communist army, you will know how to fight tonight. Tonight we are not the national army, the national army can only walk thirty miles a day, we have to ask the communists who can walk In the battle of Yuanjiang, the communist army drove two hundred miles of mountain roads one day and one night, and they deserved to be the victors. Now, we have a mountain road of 120 miles in front of us, and we will attack the enemy at the same time tomorrow morning. I think as long as we learn Walk like the communist army, and there is no invincible enemy!" As the team set off, the guards saw Li Guohui standing aside to see the team off.The officer is hard-hearted, cold and calm. People raised their hands to salute him, but he always raised his hand on the brim of his hat, with a serious expression and a body as stiff as a half stake.The night was so thick that it couldn't be melted, and there were still a few piles of bonfires that were not extinguished behind.Armed soldiers flowed past him like a stream of iron. He couldn't see the faces of the soldiers clearly, but he could smell the familiar sweat on each soldier.Qian Yunzhou led the commando over, they shook hands with each other, everyone understood that this might be the last farewell of the two living people.Soon Tan Zhong will also come over, and he will lead another commando to turn in another direction.The two commander-in-chiefs saluted each other, expressing all their feelings without saying a word.After the team finished walking, Li Guohui gave an order to the guards who followed him: set off and enter the position at four o'clock. The team that had just assembled dispersed again, and the iron current of war sneaked into the jungle quietly, moving like ground fire in the depths of the earth.The dark tide rose, the camp was empty, and in the ashes of the fire, a few sparks that would not go out blinked at the dark sky. 4 During the Golden Triangle interview, I touched a hard historical riverbed. History has settled, the smoke has cleared, and the young guards back then have turned gray.The years leave no traces, but leave countless question marks like pebbles exposed on the riverbed of history.What amazes me is not how the three thousand remnants of the Kuomintang, with the determination to die, launched a last-ditch counterattack against the main force of the Burmese army that was several times their own. An army that is very different from the domestic battlefield.Just a few months ago, it was the same group of people, this team, they would collapse at the first touch, fall into pieces, run away, break down, as if they didn't know how to fight at all.Can't walk on mountain roads, can't fight night battles, can't be flexible, can't endure hardships, and has no fighting spirit. The 60,000 troops of the Eighth Corps sitting on the wheels of the car were defeated by two divisions of the People's Liberation Army in the Mengzi World War. The catastrophe of drowning, and so on, is extremely embarrassing.But why in the Golden Triangle across the border, facing the superior Burmese government army, they suddenly became another army and became capable of fighting?It was as if these people had been inspired overnight, and all of them had a new look, and they all fought the war with vigor and sound, and created an impressive artistic realm? Qian Dayu led me into the depths of the historical fog.He said that that night, his father led a 500-man commando team to sprint through the jungle. Their task was to re-insert Xiao Mengpeng, kill the Burmese army with their carbine guns, and capture the enemy's heavy artillery and weapons that posed a great threat to them by surprise. heavy machine gun. At midnight, the dense clouds gradually thinned out, and a round of bright silver moon drilled out of the clouds, splashing mercury-like moonlight on the earth.Qian Yunzhou raised his head to look at the bright moon, groaning secretly in his heart. The common sense of soldiers told him that sneak attack is taboo to expose the target, so the moonlight like daytime was discovered by the enemy within a few miles away?But the moon in the sky does not obey orders, and the moonlight cannot be avoided anyway. If you walk on the ground, it walks in the sky.He had to order the troops to load their bullets and be ready to fight at any time. What happened next was simply a coincidence.At a dangerous pass called Zawa, the scouts walking in front suddenly collided with a group of black shadows head-on.It became clear afterwards that it was a group of Burmese troops, which happened to be a battalion, known as the "Iron Foot Battalion", led by local Shan State guides to attack the Han camp.These two armies with exactly the same purpose, the same intention, marching on the same route but not knowing each other suddenly encountered each other under the same unprepared conditions, and a battle broke out, in line with the old Chinese saying "the road to the enemy is narrow". The submachine guns rattled, and tongues of flame danced in the night sky. The two sides reached the pass almost at the same time, so each occupied half of the favorable terrain, and blocked each other with firepower.I can't imagine what will happen if Qian Yun Zhou is one step late?If this battle is defeated, the other two teams will not receive artillery support, and the fate of failure is almost doomed. Therefore, Zawa Pass will become the Waterloo of Li Guohui and the Han army. Qian Dayu said to me: "Do you know what a mourning soldier is?...a mourning soldier!" I understand that mourners are people who are not afraid of death, or people who know that they must die but do not want to die, such as death row prisoners.Because dying in battle and being killed are not the same thing.Qian Dayu retorted: "No! Underdogs don't fight to the death!" I said, "Does your father want to die?" He replied with a gloomy expression: "Only those who don't want to die can survive. It's like being on the edge of a cliff. Once you let go of your hand, you will slide into the bottomless abyss. But my father said that victory is the soul of a soldier. If a person dies What's the point of dying bravely if you give the victory to the enemy?" Regarding this famous Lawa mountain pass, when I went to Mengsa for an interview, I passed Xiaomengpeng. The car stopped here, and Qian Dayu accompanied me to the pass to have a look.I saw that this is just an ordinary mountain in the local area, and naturally it is not too steep. Compared with the road from the ancient Huashan Mountain or the famous military pass on the Jianmen Ancient Road, it can only be regarded as a small slope.The pass is relatively narrow and steep, and a narrow path is blocked by a natural boulder facing it. The boulder is about several feet high. The key is that there is a cliff facing each other. There is no way to take the other party.The boulders are like natural fortresses strangling the throat of the pass, blocked by machine guns, which has the tendency of "one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it".In addition, it was at night, and the battle started in a hurry. If I were in the same place, I would admit that Qian Yunzhou and his commando fifty years ago were basically in a desperate situation. Confrontation is equal to death.I anxiously asked, "What happened next? Have you figured out a way?" With great difficulty, Qian Dayu climbed up the smooth boulder, stood firm and said, "Do you know how many people died in order to fight for this commanding height?...A total of one hundred people! Can you believe it?" My heart tightened. If these heavy corpses were piled up, they would probably be as tall as boulders, right?I believe that the road to war is that some soldiers walk to victory or defeat over the corpses of other soldiers.Qian Dayu sneered again: "They kept charging to attract the enemy's firepower... Others found another cliff path to touch and attack the enemy's back." It is said that that night, the sound of killing on the mountain was loud, and corpses were scattered all over the field. Both sides had no way out, so they had to fight to the death.Thick gunpowder smoke billowed in the air, the vegetation was burning, the fire was crackling, and the smoke was suffocating.It seems that God couldn't bear to witness this tragic life-and-death struggle, a dark cloud came, and it rained heavily.Suddenly, the familiar sound of carbine shooting and grenade explosion sounded across the pass. Qian Yunzhou looked up. He felt that there was no more beautiful music than carbine in the world. This was the sound of victory he had been looking forward to for a long time.The revival forces finally defeated the enemy, and the pass failed to stop their footsteps to victory, although the price paid was that more than a hundred soldiers were permanently buried under this land. The sky continued to rain heavily, with thunder and lightning, and the survivors had no time to grieve and breathe. They rushed on without stopping, and finally arrived at Xiaomengpeng before dawn.The Burmese army is still sleeping, and the heavy rain in the morning tends to breed a calm and slack mood of peace like mold. In addition, the enemy is retreating steadily and is about to be driven out of the country. Victory is as easy as a fruit hanging on a tree.So when the gunshots rang out, many unsuspecting Burmese soldiers suddenly woke up in their sleep and took them naked as prisoners.The commando successfully seized the artillery and heavy machine guns, controlled the commanding heights, and then turned their guns to aim at the Burmese army base camp. At six o'clock in the morning, according to the agreed time, they test-fired the first artillery shell on the enemy's position. 5 Another raid was in full swing in Mengsa Bazi. Mong Sa is a strategic location in the Golden Triangle, controlling the traffic arteries of the eastern and western Shan states, and surrounded by high mountains. In 1998, I visited here for an interview.My interest in Mengsa is mainly based on two reasons. One is that Li Mi later moved the headquarters of the remnant Kuomintang army here, and commanded a counterattack in Yunnan, which started a heyday of the Kuomintang empire in the history of the Golden Triangle, called the "Mengsa Era". Another purely personal reason is that the fate of my friend Qian Dayu's family is closely tied to this land called Mongsa. Commander Tan Zhong seemed to have much better luck than Qian Yunzhou. He led the commando into Mengsa Town on a rainy night, preparing to attack the Burmese Army headquarters.It is said that Tan Zhong was in high spirits at that time, and he wiped the rainwater off his face with his muddy hands and cursed: "Damn it, I will wring out the eggs of anyone who wants to expose the target in advance! ... Capture that dick general alive, award ten taels of gold, beat him!" Five taels of death prize!" The dark night and heavy rain covered the despicable plot of the Han people.The headquarters of the Burmese army was attacked and destroyed in one fell swoop. A regiment of the Burmese army was captured. The general was not captured, but only a regiment commander was killed.This was the highest-ranking military officer on the Burmese side who was killed or captured in the entire battle.The rear of the Burmese army was disrupted, forming a chaotic situation without a leader. The success of Mengsa Xiaomeng's hand is equivalent to closing the back door, and the two regiments of the Burmese army in front have fallen into the encirclement.The situation took a turn for the worse, and the Burmese army in front was not alerted. The Burmese commander who slipped through the net was on his way to Jingdong City. He and his team of guards would walk in fear for more than two days on the muddy and difficult jungle path. When the big counterattack began. The sky was gradually brightening, and the mountains and forests appeared indistinct outlines. The birds had just woken up, and the small animals had just returned to their nests after a busy night. At this moment, the ground suddenly moved, and then another, like a terrible earthquake.In the silence, all life held its breath in astonishment.A few seconds later, there was a heavy thunder rolling from the sky, as if many huge stone pulleys were rolling through the air. The moment Li Guohui was looking forward to came.His ears were erect like a dog, his eyes were wide open, and all his sensory organs acted like efficient radar, picking up the swarm of heavy artillery shells swirling in the sky.He heard the metal projectile propelled by the powerful force of the gunpowder, like an icebreaker breaking through the ice, piercing the damp morning air, singing a beautiful and moving song of joy.Even his guards forgot to hide, and raised their faces together with the officer, listening to the long-awaited battlefield concert.Of course, they all knew that this time the cannonball would change its position, not to fall on their own heads but to let the enemy taste the bitter fruit. There was a flash of red light at the foot of the mountain, and the ground shook violently, like a volcanic eruption, like a crustal movement. The shadow of the dawn was suddenly swallowed up by the red magma. Amidst bursts of loud noise like a storm, the Burmese army's position burst into flames and smoke billowed. Houses and villages are burning.Li Guohui raised his binoculars. He clearly saw many officers and soldiers of the Burmese army fleeing from the barracks and fortifications like ants boiling soup. Or reality. After dawn, the Burmese military fortifications were basically destroyed, and the revival forces began to attack. At this time, heavy machine guns also joined the chorus of the war with confidence.In the subtropical morning wind and rain, all kinds of guns were firing and showing their talents. This time it was the turn of the Burmese soldiers to become a group of headless flies, bumping back and forth in the big net woven by the rain of bullets.Lost command, interrupted communication, bombardment, blocked retreat, in short, everything is over, and no one can recover, just like the last moment of the "Titanic", everyone just wanted to escape. On this day, 3,000 Han soldiers reenacted the glorious scene in the war history of the 20th century. With their almost impeccable tactical concealment and mobility, they created a typical battle example in which the few won the many and the weak defeated the strong.The classic nature of this battle is comparable to the Battle of Troy in ancient Greece, the Battle of Marathon, the Battle of Salamis and many famous battles in human history.It is a pity that they do not have the moral upper hand at all, because instead of fighting for justice and against aggression, they play the shameful role of aggressors, robbers who invade weak and weak neighbors fiercely, hegemony, which makes Their military victories were overshadowed by a lack of moral content. The other two regiments of the Burmese army heard the sad news that the main force had been wiped out. They gave up their positions and retreated that day, and retreated to Jingdong City, a hundred kilometers away, in one breath.Jingdong was in chaos, and the Burmese army continued to retreat across the Salween River.The revival troops took advantage of the victory and pursued, basically not fighting but taking over, and successfully occupied more than ten important counties and areas such as Mengguo, Mengsa, and Tachileik.The Burmese soldiers fled watching the wind, and in less than half a month, the revival troops occupied most of the Golden Triangle, and assumed an offensive posture ready to cross the river at any time. The twentieth century was an era of hegemony. There were two world wars and various local wars. On the stage of this war, human beings did not speak morally but by weapons. In the Golden Triangle, the war was not over yet, and the defeated Burmese Take the initiative to come to your door to talk. Of course, speaking is not a negotiation, but a transaction that loses your negotiating qualifications.The Burmese government proposed to implore the revival forces to release the captives and withdraw from the occupied cities and roads.In exchange, the Myanmar side will also release the Han captives and allow the Han armed forces who entered the country illegally to temporarily stay in the Golden Triangle. They are welcome to counterattack the mainland as soon as possible and return to their own side of the border. After several rounds of bargaining, a provisional agreement that was vague, helpless, reluctant and had to be signed was born.The agreement is obviously an expedient measure. It intensifies the continuation of the state of confrontation and hatred, and paves the way for continuous wars in the future. I also noticed the following fact: in the middle of the twentieth century, Chinese society was violently turbulent, all kinds of people related or not related to the former government, military officers, soldiers, family members, officials, parliamentarians, officials, police, military police, employees, banks Homeowners, factory owners, bank owners, business owners, capitalists, land managers, thugs, businessmen, religious believers, civilians, peasants, members of the Kuomintang, members of the Three Youth League, etc., they are like small animals escaping the flood of the century, and they are constantly panicking. It broke through the thousands of kilometers of Chinese border and poured into Southeast Asian countries.According to conservative estimates by Taiwanese scholars, their number was at least several million, forming the largest refugee wave in the world at that time, just like the Bosnia-Herzegovina War and the Middle East War caused a large number of refugees to flee their homes.These Han refugees stayed in the Golden Triangle and became the social foundation for the development and growth of the revival forces. At the end of the year, Li Guohui's army had grown to 9,000 people. 6 The news of the defeat of the government forces caused a public outcry in Myanmar. A Han Chinese army of two or three thousand people actually defeated more than 10,000 regular troops with heavy equipment of aircraft and cannons. This is nothing less than a bolt from the blue!For this newly independent young republic, the military defeat is of course an unacceptable national humiliation, which deeply hurts the national self-esteem of the Chinese people, just like the "Marco Polo Bridge Incident" stabbed the feelings of the Chinese people.Newspapers called it the "Day of National Shame". Students in Yangon marched in the streets, demanding that the government remove the Minister of Defense. The citizens were enthusiastic about their country, and the news media fueled the flames.For a time, the whole country was uproarious, causing the biggest political crisis after Myanmar's independence. The Battle of the Golden Triangle has also attracted the attention of the Western media.At that time, the Korean War had just broken out, and the Communist regime was basically a mystery to Westerners. The Communist Party swept away the 8 million KMT troops like autumn leaves, and the well-equipped national army had almost no power to fight back. How does the remnant army cross the border like a different person?A team of two or three thousand people actually defeated a country?The Burmese government came forward to sign the contract. It really sounds like a novel!Western journalists are known for being adventurous and indomitable, so a group of foreign journalists with yellow hair and black hair risked their lives, regardless of the hardships and inconvenience of the journey, and traveled long distances to the Golden Triangle.But they were all blocked head-on by the roaring Salween.They saw the Han Chinese revival troops controlling all the crossings. The soldiers on the other side of the river wore steel helmets, American field uniforms, and armed with carbines, and all journalists were kept away from the west of the river bank.Across the roaring torrential river, the reporter was helpless and could not fly over with wings, so he had to take a few photos from a distance, write down some local hearsay rumors, add his own imagination and speculation, and go back in the Imaginative news releases were produced on the typewriter and sent to the newspaper.After these news appeared in the newspapers, they were reprinted and processed by more newspapers as needed, so the myths about the Han Chinese revival forces spread like the wind all over the world.