Detective: From the Police Academy

Chapter 555: Establishing Your Own Armed Forces?
Jiang Zhongjun opened the car door, hurriedly got out, grabbed the boy's arm, and asked, "What did you say?"

The boy, panting, said, "We won. Many of the DKBA militants were killed, and most of them were captured and are on their way back."

Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing exchanged a glance, both of them startled.

They had experienced previous battles. The DKBA armed force numbered around three hundred, making them one of the most elite armed forces in Valais. They were led by the extremely fierce Jaba.

They knew Jaba's character very well; in terms of cunning and ruthlessness, he was even more formidable than Kundu.

They carried He Dong back, and only two hours had passed.

Only Qiu Wen and a dozen or so people were left. How did they manage to win?

Jiang Zhongjun was also familiar with the situation at the front, and hurriedly asked, "Child, explain clearly, what exactly happened?"

The boy waved his hand: "It was that Chinese man, the very tall one. He led our people around to the back of the DKBA militia, seized their weapons, and charged up from the bottom of the mountain, routing the DKBA militia!"

"That General Manager Luo?"

"Yes." The boy nodded.

Jiang Zhongjun took a breath, his heart filled with shock.

The DKBA armed force, numbering over three hundred men, is considered the strongest force in Valais. Over the years, they have acted arrogantly and recklessly in the surrounding mountains of Valais.

Now you think you can just be defeated like that?
Even though Jiang Zhongjun had seen too many storms, he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

Is Luo Rui really that amazing?

Immediately, he grabbed Zhang Qiang's arm and ordered, "Qiangzi, you and Xiaobing go to Bird Mountain Village right away, check the situation, and then come back and report to me."

Zhang Qiang nodded: "Yes."

"By the way, you two be careful."

Jiang Zhongjun was relatively prudent and knew he couldn't trust what the children said.

Chung Hwa Timber Factory helped the Rohingya, but they were not Chinese after all.

Similar incidents have occurred before, where some Dai teenagers have deceived Chinese tourists visiting Myanmar, taking advantage of the sympathy of both Chinese and foreigners, and they have been fooled every time.

If Jiang Zhongjun had trusted these children, he wouldn't be alive today.

Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing drove a pickup truck quickly out of the lumberyard.

The road leading to Bird Mountain Village is a muddy, two-lane road.

However, due to the constant transport of timber, the road surface is full of potholes from the heavy trucks, making it very difficult to travel.

Zhang Qiang drove the car and looked at Wu Xiaobing sitting in the passenger seat.

Do you think this is true or false?

Wu Xiaobing shook his head: "I know the boy who came to deliver the message. He often goes into the mountains with the carpenter and sometimes helps him. His family lives nearby, and his father is also a worker at the lumber mill. I don't think he would lie."

Zhang Qiang asked, "If this is true, how did Fang Yonghui and his men defeat the DKBA?"

Wu Xiaobing sighed: "I don't understand either, but aren't there many examples of the few defeating the many in Chinese history? Maybe it really was a divine intervention?"

Zhang Qiang laughed heartily: "That's true, we Chinese are the strongest in world history."

The two chatted idly, but as they approached the middle of their conversation, they both became wary.

We can't afford to be careless. If the news is false, we could end up surrounded by DKBA militants, which would mean certain death!

After driving for a while, Zhang Qiang heard a commotion ahead.

He made a gesture, and two men with guns opened the car door, jumped out, and ran forward crouching low.

They didn't dare run in the middle of the road, but instead ran along the thickets of thorns on both sides.

After running for about five minutes, they saw Rohingya people holding guns, standing on both sides of the road, escorting a long line of prisoners of war!
These prisoners of war were all armed with DKBA weapons. Their wrists were tied with ropes and linked together with the next person in order to form a chain.

There were more than a dozen people in each string, and there were more than a dozen strings in total, totaling one hundred and seventy or eighty people, all of whom were captured.

As they walked forward, the Rohingya men relentlessly punched and kicked them.

These DKBA militants endured the beatings silently like dead dogs. If anyone was beaten so badly that they couldn't walk, the other prisoners of war would carry them.

Zhang Qiang recognized the two Chinese people walking at the front; they were Fang Yonghui and Jiang Feng.
Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing exchanged a glance, and each of them couldn't help but swallow.

They emerged from the thicket of thorns.

Fang Yonghui, with his sharp eyes, spotted Zhang Qiang immediately.

He waved happily, and Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing hurriedly ran over.

Fang Yonghui laughed and said, "When we first started fighting, I didn't see you two. I thought you were dead. I searched for a long time near Bird Mountain Village, but I couldn't find you."

Zhang Qiang laughed too: "We'll head back to the lumber mill first."

Fang Yonghui nodded: "I know, your boss told me."

The boss he was referring to was Qiu Wenhe.

At this moment, Qiu Wenhe and Luo Rui were walking at the very back, guarding the weapons and equipment seized from the battlefield. These things must not fall into the hands of the Rohingya.

Upon seeing Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing, Qiu Wenhe quickly asked, "How are you injured, boss?"

Zhang Qiang replied, "The doctor is treating him. Grandpa Jiang said that his intestines and internal organs were not damaged, so he should be fine."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Luo Rui standing to the side.

Luo Rui smiled at him, a smile that made Zhang Qiang's heart pound.

Zhang Qiang was speechless for a moment. Such a great victory, crushing the entire DKBA armed force in one fell swoop, and capturing so many people and weapons, how awesome is that?

Finally, Zhang Qiang smiled and said, "Welcome back."

"Thank you." Luo Rui nodded.

It took so many people two or three hours to get back to the lumber mill.

As for why they were walking, the reason is simple: it was necessary to exhaust the physical strength of these DKBA militants.

If we don't exhaust them, they might cause trouble when they go back to the lumber mill.

Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing were so surprised and excited that they forgot to report back.

It wasn't until they were almost at the gate of the lumber mill that the two of them remembered this.

This made Jiang Zhongjun extremely anxious as he waited at the door, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

When they saw a large group of people returning, and then looked at the prisoners at the head of the group...

Jiang Zhongjun was so frightened that he was speechless!

Unlike others, he was excited, but he knew it would bring disaster.

When Luo Rui walked into the lumberyard, everyone stared at him.

His eyes revealed awe, surprise, and admiration.

The Rohingya people, in particular, had incredibly fervent eyes.

Luo Rui was very uncomfortable with this kind of gaze. He discussed it with Qiu Wenhe for a few minutes and then went to find He Dong.

He Dong was taken to the medical room again, still unconscious because he had been given anesthesia. Luo Rui then returned to the room where he had slept the previous night, intending to rest for a while.

There was no prisoner-of-war camp in the lumber mill, only factory buildings without walls on all sides, filled with timber.

Jiang Zhongjun was extremely busy. He first called the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in Yangon to explain the situation, and then organized people to move the weapons and equipment into the warehouse and assigned Chinese people to guard it.

The Rohingya who participated in the battle earlier each carried several rifles, their waists were full of magazines, and some even had rocket launchers and mountain guns hidden away.

Jiang Zhongjun immediately organized people to order the Rohingya to hand over these weapons.

If we wait until they actually consider these weapons their own before asking them to hand them over, the Rohingya people will definitely disagree, and that will lead to disaster.

With Jiang Feng and Fang Yonghui involved, since they had participated in the battle and were leaders, Jiang Zhongjun and his men encountered little resistance, and their weapons and equipment were confiscated.

Only the lumber mill workers retained some firearms to prevent prisoners from causing trouble, but these were limited to pistols and shotguns.

In order to exhaust the Rohingya people, Qiu Wenhe organized people to build a prisoner camp.

There was no way they could build a prisoner-of-war camp that would provide shelter from the wind and rain. At most, they would use scrap wood to build a fence around a large open space, nail it in place, and hang a ring of bells around the perimeter.

If any prisoners dared to charge the wooden wall, the bell would ring and the armed Rohingya soldiers would shoot them dead.

After counting the prisoners, Qiu Wenhe discovered that there were 181 prisoners before returning from Bird Mountain Village, but now there were only 173 prisoners.

Eight of the prisoners disappeared without a trace, neither alive nor dead, as if they had vanished.

This was a very serious matter, and Qiu Wenhe immediately led a team to search for it.

It was eventually discovered that the man had been killed by the Rohingya.

Some were beaten to death during transport, while others were beaten to death with wooden sticks when some prisoners disobeyed during the construction of prisoner camps.

Eight people died in half a day!

Qiu Wenhe knew the situation was serious and immediately reported it to Jiang Zhongjun. As a result, the Chinese had to take over the camp, and the Rohingya were not allowed to approach the prisoner-of-war camp.

But when have the Rohingya ever seen the DKBA militia suffer a setback?

They had never seen so many militants captured alive before; men, women, and children alike were loitering outside the camp.

Everyone wanted to see how these murderous demons were defeated.

Luo Rui led his men to flank the DKBA forces, seize their weapons and equipment, and break through their defenses from behind. He won this battle for the power bounty, and the news had spread among the lumber mill workers to the point that even three-year-olds knew his name.

Jiang Zhongjun and Qiu Wenhe were so busy that they didn't rest even after dark.

With too many things to handle, Qiu Wenhe was busy with the immediate matters, while Jiang Zhongjun was thinking about the impending consequences.

When He Dong woke up in the medical room, he found that it was already dusk. There was no one in the room, but outside there was a lot of noise. Some people were singing and some were arguing.

His abdomen had been stitched up, but he was in excruciating pain.

But the current situation doesn't allow him much rest.

The only thing he remembered was that he was clinging to Zhang Qiang's back, and Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing carried him all the way back to the lumber mill.

Therefore, he had to pull himself together and take charge of the situation.

With so many DKBA soldiers and such strong firepower, they must have already reached the lumber mill.

He Dong gritted his teeth, sat up in bed, and forced himself to walk out of the medical room.

As soon as he went outside, he was blinded by the firelight.

Because of insufficient power supply, several fires were lit in the open space of the lumberyard.

The Rohingya people sang and danced around the bonfire, and children played happily.

Where is danger approaching?
It's not a holiday, so why are we celebrating?
He Dong ignored them and tried to find Jiang Zhongjun along the wall, but his eyes were drawn to the newly built prisoner-of-war camp on his right.

Those DKBA militants were locked up inside like livestock, with everyone's hands and feet bound by ropes. When there weren't enough ropes, some were even bound with tree bark.

More than a hundred people in total!

A long strip of streetlights was strung up around the perimeter of the prisoner-of-war camp, their bulbs emitting a dim, yellowish glow.

Jiang Zhongjun, Qiu Wenhe, Zhang Qiang, and Wu Xiaobing were gathered around Luo Rui and his group, discussing something.

Around the prisoner-of-war camp, armed Chinese soldiers from the lumber mill were keeping watch on the prisoners.

This situation left He Dong momentarily dazed.

He thought he was dreaming, probably because the anesthesia hadn't worn off yet.

He slapped his face hard.

pain!
He slapped the fan hard again.

It hurts!

He then realized that what he was seeing was real!
All of the DKBA militants were captured. They were like dead dogs, sitting or lying on the ground.

He Dong took difficult steps forward.

Jiang Zhongjun then noticed him and quickly called Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing to help him over.

He Dong's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "Qiangzi, what exactly happened? Why are all these people... And why are President Luo and the others back again?"

Zhang Qiang didn't rush to help him over, but instead began to explain.

A few minutes later, after He Dong understood what had happened, he rushed to find Luo Rui and grabbed his arm: "Damn, Mr. Luo, did you really do this?"

Luo Rui let out a breath and smiled, "Mr. He, we meet again."

He Dong quickly waved his hand: "Don't call me boss, just call me Dongzi from now on, I'm your brother."

Luo Rui frowned; those words sounded so familiar.

He Dong continued, "I told you, you're definitely going to develop your own power base, so you might as well not come back to China!"

I'll have my dad hand over the position of president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce to you, and we'll establish the largest Chinese armed force right here in Myanmar, in Wa Lai!

"We have money. It won't be long before we have control over this area. Those scammers in the park? They're all bullshit! We've easily taken care of them, haven't we?"

His words elicited strange expressions from everyone.

Zhang Qiang and Wu Xiaobing were very much in favor, both looking intently at Luo Rui.

Zha Shan and Ang also thought it was feasible. After all, they were familiar with Luo Rui's situation and he could come up with hundreds of billions at any time. If this matter were to be successfully completed...

This group of people is the most elite inner circle!
Jiang Feng was using a heavy machine gun, his hands were covered in blood, and he looked somewhat dazed, his head spinning, probably because the adrenaline hadn't worn off yet.

Fang Yonghui was most worried. If Luo Rui really became a bandit, how could he stop him?
Besides him, Jiang Zhongjun was the most worried. He was the most senior and had seen the most of the world.

If Luo Rui really agrees, then this matter will be troublesome.

Previously, when the Rohingya people danced around the bonfire, they chanted the name of God, indicating that they had already associated Rohingya with God.

It seems that God has sent word to Luo Rui, a Chinese outsider, hoping he can lead them out of the mire and back to their homeland.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Luo Rui.

As soon as he starts his rebellion, the Rohingya people in the surrounding area will respond one after another.

We have weapons, manpower, money, and territory. We can take Valais in no time!
(End of this chapter)