Record of northern Myanmar

Qin Feng sat in the passenger seat, Brother Song and I sat in the back, and the three or four people we brought were in a car behind.

After exiting the gate, the driver drove directly to the south. This probably wasn't his first time.

I don't know where Nachai is, but just looking at the road heading south is enough to scare me.

Isn't this the way to the park I bought?

Guess where it is?

Doesn’t that mean that everything I do is done under other people’s noses?

Qin Feng sat in front and did nothing, but I knew that he was also doubting this.

Brother Song had kept his eyes closed since he got in the car. There was no movement for a long time. Suddenly he opened his eyes and took out his cell phone to make a call.

"General Nachai!" He said with a smile, "I'm Asong. I'm on my way to you now. I'm thinking that at the end of the year, the park will pay dividends and send them to you! I wonder if you are busy now?"

His face changed very quickly. One second he was so gloomy that he looked like he was dripping with water. The next second he was smiling, gentle and polite.

The feeling of fragmentation appeared again.

I turned to look out the window, wondering if the general would be near my campus.

Or maybe after arriving at the seaside town, I would meet a guard whom Brother Song knew.

Or maybe, I just happened to meet Zhang Jiao who came back from Naypyitaw.

I gritted my teeth and said nothing.

Whatever you encounter is nothing, you can’t control that much.

However, before this thought could sink into my mind, my heart dropped.

At a fork in the road, the car turned to the right and headed toward the mountainous area to the east.

I exhaled slowly, not too loudly for fear of being discovered by Brother Song.

It’s really fucked up!

The tall and dense jungles on both sides make the road darker, and the winding mountain road is also a bit overwhelming.

But I noticed that although the road went into the mountains, it was wide enough for two trucks to go parallel.

Nachai is a general and the highest officer of the Myawaddy Border Guard Army.

His troops are stationed in the mountains, so it makes sense to build such a wide road.

Soon, we encountered a checkpoint.

A few Burmese soldiers waved at us and asked us to park.

After the driver stopped the car, he stuck his head out of the window and told them in Burmese: "We are friends of General Nachai and we made an appointment with him!"

The soldier looked at the car and said, "Wait a moment!" Then he turned around and went back to a small wooden cabin nearby to make a phone call.

After making the call, he said loudly: "Let it go!"

The two soldiers with guns moved the obstacles in front of them and gestured inside with their hands.

The driver started the car and drove in.

This is what it looks like, I said to myself.

In northern Myanmar, I have only seen Li Kun as a real soldier. Although his soldiers were fully armed, they often mixed with Ahu and did not look like soldiers at all.

But having said that, I have only seen him with twenty or thirty people helping Ahu with work. As for whether there are other soldiers placed elsewhere, I don't know.

After passing the checkpoint, we drove a little further and entered the col.

It was another checkpoint. Maybe they received the order and put us in directly.

There are several military camps in the mountain col, almost all of which are built in the woods and cannot be seen from the outside.

General Nachai was sitting in a wooden shed drinking tea. When he saw our car coming in, he got up and walked to the front, holding on to the railing and waving with a smile.

As soon as Brother Song got out of the car, he smiled and said loudly: "General Nachai, excuse me!"

"A Song, being so polite makes me feel that our relationship is not good enough!"

Qin Feng and I got out of the car, the others stayed outside, and the three of us walked into the shed.

"A Song!" Nachai stretched out his hand to shake his hand, "Come, sit here!"

Brother Song said a few polite words to him, sat down, and poured him a cup of tea.

Qin Feng and I stood behind Brother Song. Nachai raised his eyes and glanced at me, then at Qin Feng.

Brother Song quickly said: "Oh, he is Ah Meng, the one you saw stabbed by Brother Zhong when you went there that day."

Nachai was a little surprised, looked at me again, and smiled, "You're lucky!"

I don’t know what this means. Do you think I deserve to die?

Brother Song smiled and said: "His life is indeed very good. He has not died several times and he is good at making money. There are many people who miss him!"

"How profitable it is!" Nachai stood up, walked to the shed, and shouted outside: "Bring the people here!"

From a wooden house on the side, the soldiers brought out several people, both men and women.

After that, someone brought a table with a tray holding oblong objects. The outer covering looked like rubber. If you look closely, they were all condoms.

I instantly thought of a possibility and looked at Qin Feng. He was also a little surprised.

The soldier said something to them, and they walked to the table, picked up the things on the table, put them in their mouths, and swallowed them with great difficulty.

Is this a poison in the human body?

"This is..." Brother Song stood up and walked to Nachai to look at him, a little surprised.

"Haha!" Nachai smiled proudly, "One person can carry a lot. As long as he carries it successfully, he can earn five million! Can your Ameng earn you so much at one time?"

I felt like he was kind of targeting me.

I didn't offend him, it's like I stole his wife!

I don’t understand, do I have a bad constitution? Whenever I meet someone, it’s like I dug up their ancestral grave.

Chen Yaozu is like this, Brother Zhong is like this, and now it looks like Nacai is like this!

I'm a little depressed. It's so difficult for me to survive.

Brother Song laughed, looked back at me, and then at the bag in my hand. I hurried over and handed the bag to him.

"This is this year's dividend!" He handed over the bag.

Nachai took it without any politeness, opened the bag and took a look inside, took out a few gold bars and bumped them, then glanced at the U.S. dollars in the bag, without saying anything, turned around and handed them to a soldier behind him.

The soldier took it and left.

I saw him enter a wooden house on the side.

It should be the guessing room.

"We don't have much money. We just started this year, and we suffered heavy losses from attacks earlier. After all, it's just enough to eat!" Brother Song said a little melancholy, and took a long breath, "I hope there will be more next year." Make some!”

Nachai laughed, very briefly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"I said Asong, everyone who runs your business says they can't make money. If they don't make money, why do some people open several parks?" Nachai said, staring at the few people who were still swallowing hard.

Brother Song sighed, "So, with added competition, business will be even more difficult!"

From the conversation between the two of them, I heard something else, as if the relationship between them was not that good.

At the very least, I think that if you don't have money, you won't be so polite.

Also using the words "opened a few more parks", let's take a look at Brother Song.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

You don’t have money, others have money, I don’t have to ask for your money.

But you still have to give me money, otherwise, doing business on my territory will not go so smoothly.

"So, what about the advice I gave you last time?" Nachai suddenly asked.

Brother Song was silent for a moment and then smiled, "The casino's shipment volume is too small, and I have no other channels, so I'm afraid the general won't like it!"

I was shocked and wondered if I wanted Brother Song to do drug business with him? !

And Brother Song seems to have this plan too.

"That depends on whether you want to do it or not!"

"What does the general want to do?" Brother Song turned to look at him.