Police officer Chen Shu.

As darkness fell, fog rolled into the woods.

The fog drifted in from the other side of the valley, shrouding the forest near the logging camp in a gray haze.

The three patrolling soldiers had already gathered back and started eating and resting, while the other was responsible for watching over Big Dog and Zorroson. The four soldiers looked very calm, without any of the tension that "former rebels" should have.

Everything was quiet, a quietness that filled Company Commander Ma with despair.

Then he saw several points of light shining out from the woods to the west.

He subconsciously thought that it was Ang Soling's troops coming, and he was afraid for a moment. He quickly reassured himself that, based on his understanding of Ang Soling's troops, it was late at night and in such foggy weather, the other side would definitely not send anyone.

However, they still have to run away before sunrise tomorrow.

Company Commander Ma sighed and looked back into the woods. Seven or eight hundred meters away, the few points of light were not clearly visible in the thick fog; they were just a few blurry halos.

"Are Angsuo's men here?" Chen Shu walked over, sat down next to Company Commander Ma, and asked.

Company Commander Ma shook his head: "It won't be them. There's a thick fog in the woods right now, and it's nighttime. They'll only come tomorrow morning, or even then, it might not be in the morning."

"Could they be villagers from the nearby mountains?"

"Won't."

"A mule?"

"No, not either."

Chen Shu stood up, brushed the sawdust off his trousers, and laughed, "Since we're just killing time anyway, let's go take a look."

The two walked along a dilapidated timber transport road on the north side of the logging camp. The road was in poor condition, with many logs lying haphazardly on both sides, suggesting that it must have been a bustling place in the past.

The place with the light looked close, but in reality, the two walked for more than an hour. The lights behind them got brighter and brighter, and they could see more and more clearly.

The light source comes from LED lights hanging on tree branches.

There were about seven or eight lights, each three or four meters apart. When they were shone in a row, their beams could travel quite far on a foggy night, which seemed rather unusual in this sparsely populated place.

Chen Shu stood under the tree, reached out and took down a lamp to look at it. It was the kind of camping outdoor lamp that you could find on Taobao. It was very ordinary in appearance and the kind you could see everywhere.

However, the uniformity of the design and the same colors clearly indicate that it was an organized and well-prepared operation.

Chen Shu handed the lamp to Company Commander Ma and said, "These lamps weren't just randomly thrown here. They even have batteries. The person who put them here couldn't have intended to leave them out for only one night, could they?"

Company Commander Ma held the outdoor light in his hand, looking it over for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "Commander, you're not turning on the light on for us to see, are you?"

Chen Shu recalled the plots in novels where people pretended to be experts and deliberately asked, "What do you think?"

The two walked into the woods for a while, following the light from the outdoor lamps. Ahead, they came to a clearing of moderate size, piled with many large wooden crates, all of the same uniform style as the outdoor lamps.

"Point...point...to the commander!"

Upon seeing the wooden crates, Company Commander Ma's voice trembled slightly: "You...you really sent weapons? These crates aren't all filled with heavy weapons, are they? Rocket launchers? Will there be missiles...?"

"Missiles? That's a bit of the style of a retired soldier from Xia Kingdom..." Chen Shu walked up to him.

Several rows of military-green ammunition boxes were scattered on the ground, their seals torn off. From the outside, it was impossible to tell whether these boxes came from Xia Country.

Squeak.

Chen Shu opened the box, inside which was a row of old Type 81 automatic rifles neatly stacked. The rifle bodies were covered with wear marks, but they were well maintained and there were no rust marks. The metal parts were shiny and bright.

As the box was opened, a faint aroma of oil wafted out.

Chen Shu bent down and reached into the side compartment of the wooden box, hooked out a magazine with his fingertips, steadied the gun with his left hand, gripped the magazine with his right hand, and clicked it into the magazine.

He tilted the gun barrel at an angle towards the ground and pulled the bolt to check the gun.

Snapped.

The trigger clicks smoothly, and the rifle's mechanisms operate flawlessly without any issues.

After inspecting the gun, Chen Shu stood the rifle upright next to the ammunition box, walked to the other side of the open space, where there were piles of cardboard boxes. He casually tore open one of them and saw that it was neatly filled with thick vests made of Oxford cloth.

The vest still looks old and worn, with obvious signs of use on many corners and even stitching marks on the surface, but this does not affect its practical function at all.

Chen Shuxin was lost in thought. He looked behind him and saw a row of shockproof foam boxes. He picked one out and opened it. Inside were large sheets of steel plates.

Inserting steel plates into the front and back of a vest creates a standard bulletproof vest.

After putting down the bulletproof vest, Chen Shu walked to the side and saw stacks of supplies that were covered tightly with dust cloths. The items were neatly arranged, indicating that the person who placed them had put a lot of care into it.

With a whoosh, Chen Shu lifted the heavy dust cover.

Company Commander Ma, who had been watching intently from behind, suddenly widened his eyes.

Under the dust cover were neatly stacked gray storage boxes, their surfaces sprayed with matte paint and their corners wrapped with aluminum alloy. Compared to the previously scattered ammunition boxes and cardboard boxes, these were clearly high-end goods.

Company Commander Ma took a few steps closer, and when he saw the label on the surface of the box, he was completely dumbfounded.

The label featured a drone image with a small circle hanging below its belly. Inside the circle was an even smaller, red dot.

Chen Shu didn't intend to open the box, which was clearly for a drone, but a big question mark had already formed in his mind.

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Based on his understanding, their habits and their long-sightedness meant that their aid would not be limited to weapons.

Chen Shu strode deeper into the woods, the lights continuing to extend forward, until the area illuminated by the last three outdoor lights just covered the second clearing that had been leveled by the bulldozer.

The first piece was a weapon, but what would the second piece be...? Chen Shu thought to himself as he walked over.

Sure enough, there were more supplies, including compressed food with the English words "PRESSED FOOD RATION" printed on the outer boxes, and combat boots with the words "BAT BOOT" printed on them.

A rough calculation shows that these supplies are enough to arm over a thousand people, even considering the need for full-scale logistics and supplies.

Chen Shu touched it and smelled it.

The ink is all new.

"T-T-Commander, are all of these...all of these...all of these sent by you?" Company Commander Ma stood in the middle of the supplies, his lips trembling several times before he could finally speak clearly.

Chen Shu didn't speak, but he felt the same shock as Company Commander Ma.

He recalled the casual words he had spoken to Ang Suoling after seeing the news of Xia Guo's military exercises in the telecom fraud park. At the time, it was just a pie in the sky, a promise he had made to get away as quickly as possible, but now that promise had been made into a real one.

Aside from the Xia Kingdom, there is absolutely no reason why so many weapons and equipment would appear here. Although they are somewhat outdated, they would be enough to form a complete armed force in northern Myanmar, ready to go directly to the battlefield.

Chen Shu suppressed all his emotions, his face remaining as calm as ever.

His voice was low, and he chuckled knowingly, "Company Commander Ma, you can't just say things like that. Have you seen anything here that has anything to do with the Xia Kingdom?"

After a pause, Chen Shu deliberately took a few steps toward where Company Commander Ma was standing, stared into his eyes, and said three times, "Really?", "Really?", "Really?"

Company Commander Ma looked completely bewildered.

He stood amidst a pile of military-green ammunition boxes, clutching a Type 81 rifle he had pulled from one of the boxes. He followed Chen Shu and inspected the gun as well; its condition was impeccable, as if it had just undergone maintenance yesterday.

I like Policeman Chen Shu.