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Reborn in the Jungles of Northern Myanmar: A Warlord’s Ascension
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Damp raindrops slammed against my eyelids as I jerked awake. The metallic ache at the back of my skull mingled with the cacophony of Burmese shouts and rifle bolts being chambered. My bound hands sank into the mud, nostrils filled with the stench of decaying leaves and blood.This nightmare felt terrifyingly familiar.Three years ago, I'd been dragged to this execution ground in the rainforest by Khun Sa's men, the searing pain of the bullet through my right knee still haunting my nerves. Back then I was an undercover cop who'd infiltrated for three years, but now - I stared at the crescent-shaped scar on my wrist - this was a body three years younger, reborn."Chinese cop." The crude Mandarin with northern Burmese accent exploded above me. A floral-shirted thug kicked my ribs. "Khun Sa wants to send you off personally."Leather boots crunched through dead branches in the pouring rain. A dozen armed men surrounded a jade-ringed figure. Khun Sa pressed his gun barrel under my chin, the centipede-shaped scar on his left eyelid still oozing blood from this morning's ambush by rival gangs.I suddenly laughed. In my previous life, I'd bought twenty-four hours by predicting "Your daughter will be kidnapped tomorrow." But now..."The three tons of heroin hidden behind the third steel plate in the ventilation shaft," I stared at his twitching eye, "Mengla Town Casino basement. Coordinates 21°37'N, 101°02'E."Khun Sa's golden Desert Eagle pressed against my temple, trembling slightly. The roar of helicopter rotors approached as walkie-talkies erupted with panicked shouts: "Boss! Cops raiding the casino! They're heading to the basement with drug dogs!"His trigger finger froze. I licked rainwater off my lips and raised the stakes: "Have your men check the southwest concrete seam in the ventilation shaft. Should find a DEA tracker - silver, button-battery sized."When the thug confirmed the tracker's discovery, Khun Sa looked like he'd swallowed a lemon. He ripped open my blood-soaked shirt, pupils contracting at the king cobra tattoo over my heart - a symbol known only to his inner circle."The twenty AK-47s hidden in the cargo containers from Yangon port half a month ago," I whispered, "Should be arriving at Lashio temple now, yes?"The Desert Eagle lowered. Khun Sa's Adam's apple bobbed as he suddenly barked at his lieutenant: "Untie him! Summon Ah Tai's squad!" Rain sluiced over seven still-warm corpses nearby - "traitors" eliminated earlier.Ten minutes later, twelve grease-painted mercenaries stood at attention. The leader's burn-scarred left cheek marked him as Ah Tai, Khun Sa's most vicious "hyena." In my past life, this man had hunted me through the jungle for three days before severing my Achilles tendon."From today, you obey Mr. Qin." Khun Sa's order turned all faces ashen. Ah Tai's index finger caressed his trigger guard, carotid artery pulsing visibly.I strode forward and yanked open Ah Tai's tactical vest. As he reached for his knife, I pressed precisely on the old wound beneath his ribs - the future bullet impact point now bruise-purple."Coughing blood when it rains?" I tossed his hidden cough syrup bottle down. "Choose: execution now, or follow me for real antibiotics."Ah Tai's pupils dilated. My past-life memories recalled this killer secretly tending sick orphans in slums. When I whispered "expired penicillin in southern rubber plantation," his gun hand wavered for the first time.The downpour intensified. I turned toward the jeep as weapons thudded to the ground. When Ah Tai's squad chorused "Mr. Qin," Khun Sa looked like he'd swallowed a live gecko.By nightfall, we raided the rubber plantation clinic. When I tossed twenty antibiotic boxes to Ah Tai, the hardened killer's eyes reddened. Lightning illuminated the yellowed Hippocratic Oath on the wall as gunfire erupted.Shattering glass. I tackled the female doctor as warm blood splattered her white coat - not mine. Ah Tai's bullet had pierced the sniper's forehead through the window."Dr. Lin Xia?" I stared at the familiar delicate features, memories flooding back. This Chinese-Myanmar doctor who'd become an organ trafficker after her family was massacred for refusing to treat drug lords now had her stethoscope on my chest.Her mint-scented hair brushed my wounds as I picked up the bloodstained prescription pad. The back showed basement blueprints - equipment to modify Molotov cocktails."Want vengeance?" I wiped blood from her face. "Give me three months, I'll make those beasts lick your scalpel."Rain continued as Ah Tai inventoried supplies. I mentally calculated how to make napalm with clinic sulfuric acid and fertilizer. Mengla's lights flickered through the storm like will-o'-the-wisps.Lin Xia suddenly gripped my wrist, iodine-stained fingers warm: "Who are you?"I gazed into the devouring darkness, gunpowder mixing with phantom heartache from another life: "I'm the demon crawled back from hell."

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