Zombie Lord System

"Snapped!"

There was a loud slap on the golden nanmu table, and then an angry voice sounded, "What did you say!"

The woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses shrunk her neck subconsciously, but continued: "The three strongholds of Shiluo Village, Shiwa Village, and Kuiluo Village were attacked last night, and all of them, including the poppy field, were destroyed. Burnt down."

"Where are my soldiers! Where are my soldiers!" The middle-aged man in Burmese military uniform sitting behind the golden nanmu table roared angrily with a gloomy face.

He didn't care about the destruction of the village stronghold, but the destruction of the poppy field made him furious.

The output of those three villages accounted for 8% of their poppy output, and it was lost like this! ?
Tens of millions of dollars just disappeared, and anyone would be furious.

"Disappeared!" The woman glanced at the report and said.

"Disappeared?"

"According to Colonel Powa's investigation at the scene, there are bullet casings, dried blood and footprints on the ground, but there are no corpses." The woman pushed her glasses, looked at the report, and said in an unbelievable tone.

"There is no corpse!?" The middle-aged man's face also showed shock.

"Yes, General." The woman nodded seriously.

Three villages, about 400 people, are all missing. Who will believe it?
But the reality is that something like this happened.

……

The fire has been extinguished, but flames dancing among the remains can still be seen in the ashes of the villages and fields.

The air was filled with acrid smoke, and dozens of military trucks and jeeps were parked here at this time.

Hundreds of soldiers sealed off the former village site, while some guarded and scrambled through the debris to find clues.

The leader was a man in his thirties, wearing a military uniform with the rank of colonel on his shoulders, and a powerful, short-cut man.

At this time, he was squatting on the ground with several adjutants, checking the messy footprints on the ground.

Just then, a correspondent rushed over with a phone in his hand.

The man answered the phone, "Hello?"

A thick male voice sounded: "Bova, it's me."

"General!" Hearing this, the man immediately stood up straight.

"Any clues?"

Bowa pressed his temple and said helplessly, "General, I have checked in three villages, but it gave me an incredible feeling."

He was sure that the attackers had planned to attack the villages, but what he couldn't understand was the situation in the villages that were attacked.

From the shell casings on the ground, it can be seen that the battle must have been fierce, but there were no corpses. Could it be that those corpses were taken away by the attackers?

And those footprints made Bowa even more puzzled.

"How to say?" The general's voice was full of curiosity.

"Ignore the disappearing corpses. From the footprints on the ground, I found that the number of attackers was not large at the beginning, but after the second village, the number of attackers began to increase, reaching more than 400."

"And the footprints in the third village are even denser. I suspect that the number of the other party may even reach [-] to [-] people." Bowa said in a dignified voice.

"This is impossible!"

Hearing Bowa's words, the general immediately retorted and shouted.

Thousands of militants appeared in his sphere of influence, and the information had already appeared on his golden nanmu desk.

Is it true that he has been a warlord for more than [-] years for nothing?
Bowa's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "What if people from the village rebelled?"

The other side was stunned, and then said in an unbelievable voice: "Could it be those gardeners?"

"Yes!"

Bowa nodded affirmatively, and said seriously: "Most of those gardeners are not local aborigines. Some of them are black households we bought, and some were captured by us while traveling in other places. Obviously, the assailants They channeled these gardeners and workers, cooperated with the inside and outside, and destroyed our three strongholds."

This was Bova's guess, but it was also his idea that was closest to the truth.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the problem of why the number of people attacking one side will increase, and the number of people going away will naturally be easy to remove those corpses.

"Damn!"

There was another clap.

The general was very angry, very angry, but he couldn't shoot all the gardeners and workers in those strongholds, otherwise who would plant poppies! ?

After a while, the general calmed down.

Then he said coldly: "Bova, I will give you a second-level authority. You must find out those bastards and bring their heads to me!"

Bowa was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately shouted: "Yes!"

At the same time, his face was full of excitement. Second-level authority meant that he could mobilize any soldiers below the battalion level except for the regiment headquarters belonging to the general.

"Let the officers come over!" Bova hung up the phone and said to an adjutant beside him.

Bova is a colonel and a battalion commander, and he has two lieutenant colonels who are deputy battalion commanders, six major chiefs of staff, and quite a few lieutenant officers.

However, only those school-level officers could participate in this meeting.

Soon, another eight people came over, and the last nine discussed it around the front of a jeep with a map on it.

"The general has authorized it to be handled by our battalion." Bova said with a serious face.

Hearing the words, the faces of the other eight people suddenly showed joy.

Being able to obtain the general's authorization means that their faction has been accepted by General Gan Xiong, and the day of their rise will be just around the corner.

There are three major factions in the camp of Ganxiong warlords.

The general himself is a Kachin, and his immediate subordinates are the Kachin faction. They are the real guards, and they are the top of the three factions in terms of equipment and talents.

However, the number is small, only 5000, and most of them are stationed around Dali Town, where the general lives.

The largest number is a group army composed of local aboriginal single-ethnic people.

The number of this army has reached [-], and the Shan ethnic group is the local aborigines. They joined General Gan Xiong in order to maintain the huge profits of poppies.

However, most of these 2 people are scattered in various strongholds, and only town-level strongholds have more than 500 troops stationed.

Most of the soldiers that Xiao Liqian overthrew were from the faction of Shan clan.

The faction of Bowa and others has the smallest number of people, the worst equipment, and the lowest status.

Because they are neither local aborigines nor Burmese, but foreign forces, who are squeezed out by the other two factions.

Bowa used to be a subordinate of Bocha, the warlord drug lord of Qingcai House in the Golden Triangle.

But three years ago, the Royal Thai government suddenly used thunderous means to attack drug dealers. After three days and three nights of attack, the military disabled 2 armed drug dealers in Pocha, and most of the high-level officials were arrested.

However, Bowa was lucky to escape. After gathering nearly 2000 remnants, he accepted the olive branch thrown by General Gan Xiong and became a battalion commander and colonel under Gan Xiong's command.