Northern Myanmar: Bloodshed in the Golden Triangle, Have I Become a General? - Chapter 15

Chapter 15: The Madness of Zhao Hu – A One-Sided Slaughter

Zhao Hu returned from the front and looked at Baru’s lifeless body on the ground. He kicked it a couple of times.

 

“Is that it?” he asked.

 

“He even fought a grizzly bear hand-to-hand,” someone replied.

“He didn’t put up much of a fight,” Zhao Hu remarked.

 

Baru was known as the number one tough guy under the Bear King, with a robust physique standing over two meters tall. It was said that he could wrestle with the grizzly bear owned by the Bear King himself.

 

However, such a formidable man was shot three times by the Desert Eagle, and his shattered intestines lay scattered on the ground. He died without any resistance.

 

Zhao Hu leaned down, grabbed Baru’s lifeless arm, and tossed it to the side of the road. He clapped his hands and returned.

 

“Big brother,” he said.

“Go straight for it,” Zhao Renzhou nodded.

“We can’t hide it for much longer,” Zhao Hu added.

 

“Shortly, we’ll clear the way with a rocket launcher,” Zhao Hu grinned.

 

“Understood!” he exclaimed.

 

He then proceeded ahead, directing the convoy. The jeep carrying an RPG drove at the very front to pave the way for the convoy. Zhao Hu himself jumped onto that jeep.

 

The convoy sped towards the outskirts of Yebei Town, heading for the Bear King’s main camp.

 

Once the convoy departed, there were a few onlookers scattered about. They cautiously approached to assess the situation…

 

When they saw Baru lying in a pool of blood and gore, quite a few of them were dumbfounded. This was one of the Bear King’s most trusted subordinates. They were killed just like that?

 

Who were the people in that convoy?

 

Suddenly, someone thought about the direction the convoy had headed—towards the Bear King’s main camp.

 

The more astute individuals had already begun making phone calls to report…

 

Bear King’s main camp.

“A fence made of iron bars.”

Surrounding a large piece of land.

It looks much larger than Zhao Renzhou’s base.

 

At least four or five times bigger.

You can clearly see the iron factory sheds inside.

 

A refining workshop.

All part of the base.

At the entrance, there are armed personnel on patrol alone.

 

There are seven or eight of them moving around.

At the entrance, two watchtowers stand tall.

 

Two people holding guns, some of them drowsy.

Inside the luxurious house of the base.

Rough-looking, full of beard.

 

Even the exposed chest has a large patch of chest hair on the Bear King.

He’s lying on a specially made bed.

 

Enjoying a massage…

Suddenly, his subordinate rushed in anxiously:

 

“Boss!”

“Baru has been killed?!”

The Bear King sat up suddenly:

 

“What did you say?!”

“How did it happen..”

 

Boom, boom—”

“A continuous series of explosions.

Accompanied by the intense shaking of the ground houses.

 

Interrupted the Bear King’s speech.

And startled the Bear King as well.

 

It’s clear…

Someone the hell is attacking here?

 

Damn it!

 

Who did I offend?

The government army?

 

It can’t be…

Damn it!

The Bear King’s expression kept changing:

 

“Gather everyone at the factory!”

“No losses are acceptable on the way!”

 

If the factory were to be destroyed, that would be trouble.

He placed the factory inside the base for safety, after all.

Who would have thought that someone would dare to attack his base.

 

Damn it…

He quickly put on his clothes.

The Bear King picked up a weapon.

 

 

And hid…

“Outside the Bear King’s base,

Eight RPG-7 rocket launchers,

Four in each group.

 

Firing in succession, without pause.

The patrolling personnel at the base entrance and the watchtowers

Had no time to retaliate.

 

They were instantly killed and shaken by the anti-armor high-explosive rounds…

 

The burning flames engulfed the guards in an instant.

The sound of their agonizing cries accompanied the thunderous explosions.

 

Creating the most terrifying intimidation.

Zhao Hu, carrying an RPG,

Stood up from the Jeep’s window.

 

He grinned while shouting,

“Charge, charge!”

“Crash straight through!”

The pitch-black Jeep,

Accelerated towards the base’s iron gate.

 

The distance getting closer and closer!

The fierceness in Zhao Hu’s eyes grew more intense.

He pulled the trigger on the RPG resting on his shoulder.

 

Swoosh—

A sharp, piercing sound.

The anti-armor high-explosive round aimed at the gate.

Fired instantly.”

 

“Zhao Hu pulled his whole body back into the car…

The next second.

 

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted!

The base’s iron gate shook twice,

But could no longer hold.

 

It shattered and flew apart!

The Jeep also trembled violently.

Rushing in through the exploding flames.

Four vans behind it.

 

Following closely.

Inside the car, Zhao Hu shook his head.

He handed the rocket launcher to his subordinate.

With his left hand, he grabbed the shotgun that Zhao Renzhou had given him.

 

With a forceful up-and-down motion,

The shotgun loaded instantly.

 

With his right hand, he opened the door.

Then, he caught the shotgun’s stock.

 

Aim next to the door where the person was flipped over by the impact, and he fired a shot.

 

Half of the skull exploded into pieces.

Chunks of red and white intermingled, splattering the ground.

Indescribably nauseating.

 

But Zhao Hu felt nothing, raving madly:

“TMD!!!”

 

““Give it to me!”

“Don’t leave anyone alive!”

“The ones with RPGs, blow up the factory building for me!”

“Four of you, charge with me!”

 

As soon as the words fell,

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

High-explosive rockets followed suit,

Continuously shattering and dispersing the assembling enemies.

 

On the vans,

Zhao Hu’s subordinates holding AKMs,

Leapt out and started firing at anyone they saw…

The continuous gunfire from the automatic rifles formed a wall of flames.

 

Wherever it swept through,

The Bear King’s men,

Fell with blood blossoms blooming all over…

It was like clearing a field of wheat with a sickle.

 

A massacre,

Based on the advantage of weaponry and equipment,

RPGs and automatic rifles against bolt-action rifles…

A one-sided massacre…