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by Bertil Lintner

Than Maung, 1, 2

  Thirty Comrades, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

  tigers, 1, 2, 3

  Tin U, Gen., 1, 2

  Tizit, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

  tobacco cultivation, 1, 2, 3

  tolache, 2-wheel tractor, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

  Tongwang, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

  Triangle, 1

  see KIA 1st Brigade HQ

  U

  U Gondara (Sao Ngar Kham), 1

  U Soe Aung, 1, 2

  Union Solidarity and Development Association (USDA), 1

  Union Solidarity and Development Party, 1

  United Liberation Front of Asom [Assam] (ULFA), 1, 2

  United Wa State Army, 1, 2, 3

  V

  Vedayi Moire, Brig., 1, 2, 3

  Vemesü, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

  Vietnam; Vietnamese, 1

  army, 1

  heroin and, 1

  Shan migration to, 1

  village structure, Naga – see noknyu

  W

  Wa Hills, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

  Wa people, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15

  Wa Wa Win Shwe, 1

  Washawng, 1, 2

  weapons, American, 1, 2, 3

  Chinese, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9

  Swedish, 1

  Weng Gao, 1

  West Bengal, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

  Marxist government of, 1

  World Wildlife Fund (WWF), 1, 2, 3, 4

  WWI, 1

  WWII, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30

  Y

  Yang, Olive & Jimmy, 1, 2, 3, 4

  Yaw Htung, Lieut., 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

  Yawt Seik, 1

  Young, Gavin, 1

  Yunnan, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23

  Z

  Zanietso, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10

  Zau Dan, Zau Seng & Zau Tu, 1, 2

  Zau Hpang, Lieut.-Col., 1, 2

  Zau Mai, 1, 2

  Zau Mai, Maj.-Gen., 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

  Zau Naw, 1, 2

  Zau Shan, Cpl., 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

  Zaw Win, 1, 2

  Zawng Hra, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

  Zekope Krome, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

  Zhang Zhiming (Kyi Myint), 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

  Zhou Enlai, 1

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR AND PHOTOGRAPHER

  BERTIL LINTNER was born in 1953 in Sweden of mixed Swedish-Austrian parentage. In his teens, he hitch-hiked around Europe and spent some time in West Africa. He came to Asia in 1975 on the overland route from Europe to Australia. Bertil spent five years on the road in Asia, from Istanbul to Bangkok and from Denpasar to Tokyo, before settling down in Thailand in 1980. His early travels were financed by the income from odd jobs in Sweden, New Zealand, Hong Kong and Japan.

  In 1980 he decided to become a free-lance writer and soon established himself as an authority on insurgency in Burma. He now contributes to a number of publications in Asia and Europe and contributed regularly to the Far Eastern Economic Review in Hong Kong, until its demise in December, 2009. His other books include Outrage: Burma’s Struggle for Democracy, The Rise and Fall of the Communist Party of Burma, Burma in Revolt: Opium and Insurgency Since 1948, Bloodbrothers: Crime, Business and Politics in Asia, and Great Leader, Dear Leader: Demystifying North Korea Under the Kim Clan.

  Bertil spent months with various guerrilla groups in Burma on several occasions before making this 18-month long overland trek through the north of the country. It was in 1981 on one of these previous treks that he met Hseng Noung, then a sergeant and a cipher clerk in the rebel Shan State Army. They were married in 1983 and now live in Chiang Mai, northern Thailand.

  HSENG NOUNG LINTNER was born in 1961 in Hsipaw in Burma’s Shan State. She went to school there and in Rangoon. When only 16 years old, she joined the Shan underground. She spent six years as a guerrilla soldier, two as a sergeant, before she married Bertil. She joined him to live in Thailand and became a photographer. Her pictures have appeared in numerous magazines in Asia, Europe and North America. Her television material has been broadcast in Britain, Germany, Denmark, Sweden, Australia and Singapore.

  When Hseng Noung and Bertil first met, he did not realise that she spoke English, since his interviews were carried out through an interpreter. On a subsequent visit to a base camp in southern Shan State, he was awakened in the small hours by nearby automatic rifle fire, at that time still an unfamiliar sound to him. Stumbling out of his bamboo hut in confusion and still half asleep, he muttered to himself: “What the hell is that?”

  A sweet voice came to him through the darkness: “I think it’s an M-16.”

 

 

 


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