There was a commotion. Everyone looked at each other with doubtful expressions on their faces. They looked at Liao Guoren together, but saw that his expression was even more solemn. Liao Guoren slowly opened the lid of the box, and a set of map drawings appeared inside.

Equipment, and two documents-like things. As Liao Guoren unfolded the document, Zhao Bankuo saw that one of the documents was a very detailed map, all written in English. The other document had many symbols that should be English letters.

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Liao Guoren glanced at it and seemed to be relieved, as if he had thought it would be something else. He put away the symbol paper and spread out the map. Everyone immediately saw that it was a map of the Hukang River Valley.

. There were a lot of things densely recorded with red pens on the map. The most conspicuous one was a curved red line that ran across Yeren Mountain. However, Zhao Bankuo soon discovered that this map was very different from previous maps.

different.

"What kind of picture is this? Why does it look so weird?" Daniel asked.

"I'm not sure." Liao Guoren touched the red line and frowned, "This should be a road map, recording the route in the jungle, but I don't understand why this route has no beginning or end, as if it starts from the middle.

drawn."

Zhao Bankuo could understand the map, but he couldn't understand what Liao Guoren said. However, Liao Guoren had no intention of explaining, and directly said to everyone around him: "Where is Wang Sixao?"

"Yes!" A man wearing glasses nodded.

"Send a telegram to the headquarters, tell them the situation, and ask them to respond immediately on how to deal with it." Liao Guoren stood up with the box in hand.

Changmao immediately became anxious: "Captain, what on earth is this? I got this from you, you can't swallow the power."

"This is an American map box. It is used by American idiots to draw reconnaissance marks. It is of no value. You have done nothing but work." Liao Guoren said with a cold face.

Changmao was stunned. After a long while, he cursed his mother and looked at Xiao Dao Zi fiercely. Xiao Dao Zi looked at him expressionlessly and took the dagger from Liao Guoren's hand.

"How come this thing is in the hands of little Japan?" The military doctor looked at this and that with an incredible look on his face, "Captain, is there an American team in this savage mountain?"

Liao Guoren said nothing, looked deeply at the box, and then looked into the depths of the forest in the distance.

Because they had to wait for a telegram from the military headquarters, everyone rested in place. Soon it was daybreak, and those who had been on guard earlier also changed their posts.

What happened this time was very strange. People who were supposed to be sleeping could not sleep. They gathered together for a rare discussion. Zhao Bankuo did not participate. He knew very well that the most likely thing was that the American Maozi sent the expeditionary force without telling the military headquarters.

I joined a team and entered the Hukang River Valley, but I didn't know what to do. I met these Japs. For some reason, I suffered a big loss, so the map was captured by Little Japan.

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What are the American idiots doing here in the mountains? This is not their war zone.

The telegram has not come yet. Zhao Bankuo doesn't know what kind of decision the military headquarters is making. The jungle in Savage Mountain is really weird. If possible, he would rather go back and fight the Japanese on the front battlefield than here.

Entangled.

The purpose of their entry into the jungle has always been unclear. According to common sense, in such a vast primitive jungle, the chance of the two teams encountering each other is really slim. Yesterday, their encounter with the Japanese was very chaotic. It seemed that

It happened by chance, but I always feel that there is something wrong with it. If this is inevitable by chance, then what does what happened to them yesterday mean? Does it mean that this group of Japanese devils are marching on the same road as them?

route?

This means that they will inevitably encounter the Japanese army on the next road. They performed very well in these two battles, but will they have such luck in the future? In addition, if there is a US military unit that has ever come

Is it possible to meet them here?

Chinese, Americans, Japanese...what a mess.

Zhao Bankuo looked at the morning light in the distance and thought to himself that if there was really some connection here, then was there something they didn't know about in the forest that attracted people from all over to risk their lives and go deep into the jungle? Could it be that

, what did the Fifth Army find in this forest when they retreated?

An unprecedented ominous premonition enveloped Zhao Bankuo. It was not the smell of death. As a veteran who had killed countless people, he had already acquiesced that he was about to die. He could see the rising sun coming to him the next day.

It was definitely a reward. This ominous feeling was not related to his life or death, but to something else, but he couldn't tell what it was specifically.

By noon, Zhao Bankuo had already slept again, but the telegram from the military headquarters still had not arrived. The four-eyed correspondent named Wang Sixiang had been waiting in front of the transmitter. Liao Guoren stood beside him a little anxiously, with a solemn expression.

, didn’t know what he was thinking. He saw that everyone else was awake, and he didn’t know if they had slept. Changmao was still scolding the military doctor, which probably meant that he thought that Dayang was really there, but he didn’t expect to be tricked by the knife.

This guy's words are too inaccurate. You must not listen to him in the future.

Little Knife didn't know whether he didn't hear it or just ignored it. He looked for a few jackfruits, cut them and distributed them to everyone. When Zhao Bankuo woke up, he stuck a piece out with his dagger and threw it to him. Wild jackfruits were so sweet that they were so sweet that they were too sweet.

After eating military rations for several weeks, this stuff really satisfies my cravings.

It was approaching evening when the telegraph machine started to make a sound of reporting. On the surface, everyone was doing their own thing and indifferent to the telegram, but as soon as the sound of receiving the telegram rang, everyone gathered around in twos and threes.

Liao Guoren looked at the message, which was not too long, and read it word by word several times.

Then he threw it into the bonfire. Changmao eagerly asked what order the military headquarters had sent back. His eagerness made Zhao Bankuo laugh secretly in his heart. It was obvious that this man still had his last thoughts about the thirty pieces of ocean.

hope.

Liao Guoren said impatiently: "The Americans can't find anything. They said that no troops have been sent to Savage Mountain. They want us to take the map back for inspection."

"Go back, go back to where, India?" Changmao cursed. But the other people almost laughed. Ramga is a hundred times better than here, and being able to go back is certainly a good result.

Liao Guoren said with a straight face: "It's not that cheap. Let's divert to Tengchong, go north across the Nu River, hand over the things and come back."

"Crazy!" Daniel shouted, "If I don't go, that's Japanese territory, and I won't go if I'm shot."

"Captain," Xiao Daozi said calmly, "I don't think we need to work so hard for a piece of paper."

Liao Guoren looked at them: "Yes, our superiors thought so too, so the military headquarters issued a secret message..." He pulled out the map he found from the box, "The military headquarters wanted us to look at the place indicated by the red line on the map.

If you have anything, let’s see what the American idiots are doing in Savage Mountain.”

After hearing these words, Zhao Bankuo felt strange subconsciously. Originally, he didn't know the mission of the team, which is easy to explain. The mission was extremely important, so the level of confidentiality was very high. But such an important mission has obviously not been completed yet, but because

Temporary changes or cancellations of a map cannot be justified logically, and there is something fishy about it.

However, after all, Zhao Bankuo is not a straightforward person like Daniel. These thoughts are just kept in his heart and are not expressed in his expression.

Using Zhao Bankuo's own map and comparing it with the American Maozi's route map, they found that the end of the red line closest to them was at least ten kilometers away.

That place was completely blank on Zhao Bankuo's map, not even the basic terrain. On the outer edge of Savage Mountain, in the areas that had been scouted by the expeditionary force, the two maps had different markings. American Maozi

On their route map, there is a small river marked that is not on their own map. Looking at it this way, I don’t know which party made the mistake.

The map was chaotic, which made Zhao Bankuo foresee that the road ahead would definitely become more and more difficult. In comparison, the original task was not necessarily easy. Soldiers can be lazy even if they want to be lazy when it comes to walking and marching.

Not going anywhere.

The matter of changing the mission was considered non-negotiable. With doubts on their minds, Zhao Bankuo and others, guided by the captain and the knife, followed the mysterious red line on the map and slowly headed towards the depths of Savage Mountain.

Plunged in.
Chapter completed!