Liang Jian: I have a canteen

The pen rubbed against the paper, making a "rustling" sound.

Xu San lowered his head and narrowed his eyes as the night and the chirping of insects outside the window weaved an elegant movement.

He didn't sleep for almost two days and two nights. Even using Qi Jue to adjust his body made him feel deeply tired. Now that nothing happened for the time being, his mind also relaxed. It made him feel drowsy.

He closed his eyes completely and fell into a deep sleep.

With a slight snoring sound, Xiao Hong put a thin gauze on his body.

After Xiaohong put on Xu San's clothes, she came in front of him, bent down and stared at his hateful face. After staring for a moment, she couldn't help stretching out her jade hand to pinch him fiercely. Once, but the finger just touched the cheek and stopped.

Pause.

The fingers turned into palms, and changed into gentle strokes, "Hey, I see you are so tired, I will forgive you today." After finishing speaking, he turned and returned to the desk, and continued to complete the copying work assigned by Xu San.

Xiaohong is a telegraph operator, and her writing speed has been specially practiced. It can be said that she is not slow. It is estimated that the workload of two hours will be completed in only one and a half hours. She will check it again in 10 minutes. Three entrusted to him.

She stretched her waist, twisted her slender waist, and then let out a low moan, "It's finally over!"

Turning to look at Xu San, he found that he had changed his position, and he seemed to be sleeping more soundly.

Turn on the telegraph and get ready to receive.

But it wasn't every day that telegrams came.

Generally, you need to wait patiently at this time.

However, there is an extra man in the room today.

A nasty man.

This made Xiaohong a little restless. Seeing that there was no movement on the radio, she took off her earphones and picked up the writing brush on the table.

I'm leaving gently
As I came gently

I beckoned gently
clouds in the western sky

While Xiaohong was reciting Xu Zhimo's "Farewell to Cambridge" in her heart, she walked gently to Xu San with a brush.

A nasty smirk appeared on his face, and the brush was immediately extended to Xu San's hideous-looking face.

After a while, Xiaohong folded her arms and looked at her proud work, showing a humble smile.

While laughing smugly, the earphones on the table suddenly made a sound of "Di~Didi!".

Hearing this, Xiaohong couldn't care less about improving her work, she rushed to the desk, put on her earphones, and began to receive messages.

Due to the excessive movement, there was a "crackling" sound.

Xu San also opened his eyes suddenly because of the sound, and looked around vigilantly.

After discovering that Xiaohong had accepted the telegram, she let out a breath of foul air.

When receiving the telegram, Xiaohong was extremely focused, and she did not have the usual attitude of a spoiled girl.

She held the earphone with one hand, and quickly wrote the code with the other hand. There was no trace of a smile on her beautiful face.

After the telegram was over, she took off her earphones, squinted her eyes and began to translate.

Without using a password book, she only thought for a moment, and then began to write word by word.

There were not many telegrams, and it didn't take long for her to complete the conversion. Seeing Xu San who was already awake, she handed over the translation in her hand, "The headquarters called back, I didn't expect it to be so fast!"

Xu San took the telegram and read it seriously.

The 42 walkie-talkies have been safely delivered. For this, the Eighth Route Army Command expresses its sincere gratitude to Xu San's teacher.

At the same time, Xu San's recent work achievements were also affirmed and commended.

The previous telegrams were all in short official language, but at the end of the telegram, it mentioned that Captain Sun was injured during the escort and is currently receiving treatment at the headquarters hospital.

Putting down the telegram in his hand, Captain Sun appeared in Xu San's mind, that tough, approachable middle-aged man.

Although he didn't meet much, he and his county brigade did help him a lot, but half of Xu San's actions had his shadow.

He is hurt now!

It must be serious, otherwise he would not stay in the hospital at the headquarters.

A touch of sadness welled up in my heart, and I sighed, "Call me back!"

As he spoke, Xu San dictated the information about Yamamoto and Okazaki leaving the city.

It looks messy because it is not organized.

Among them are how many troops Yamamoto dispatched, how many supplies he brought, etc., and by the way, there is also a list of officers who participated in the Yamamoto military conference two days ago.

In addition, he also made some analysis based on the history he knew. Here he implicitly explained the conjecture that the scourge of Okazaki might penetrate deep into the hinterland of the base.

At the end of the message, he specifically asked the headquarters what special medicines were missing, hoping that the headquarters could send him a list.

With the end of Xu San's dictation, Xiaohong's telegram also ended.

She took off the earphones, "Leader, Yamamoto is such a scourge, can you kill him?"

Xu San smiled, "I think so too, but I can't beat him!"

Xiao Hong stared at Xu San, with a serious face, and said solemnly, "Then you shoot him secretly, your marksmanship is so good, you will definitely hit it!"

"It's possible to hit a hit! But... sending Yamamoto back to the west now will do more harm than good."

Xiaohong raised her handsome eyebrows, as if she didn't quite understand Xu San's words.

Xu San walked to her side, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "We are doing intelligence. Unless necessary, we cannot assassinate senior officers of the devil at will."

"Why?" Xiaohong asked suspiciously.

"Because the random assassination of high-ranking officers is likely to destroy the boss' layout." Xu San said.

Xiaohong still didn't understand Xu San's words, and still looked at Xu San in confusion.

"The death of an individual cannot change the situation of the battle. If one Yamamoto is killed, another Okamoto that we have no clue about may pop up."

"Then if he was killed on the battlefield, wouldn't he also have an Okamoto?" Xiaohong continued to ask.

"Hehe~" Xu San smiled, "Very good, you finally learned to think with your brain."

Xiaohong gave Xu San a white look, "I've been thinking about it with my head, but I can't figure it out because I don't know enough."

"Not to assassinate Yamamoto, on the one hand, is public opinion. After all, we are a country, and the assassination of senior officers must take into account the impact." Xu San continued.

"Didn't Yamamoto also want to sneak attack our headquarters? And he also massacred the village, so he didn't consider the impact?"

Xu San sneered, "Do you have evidence?"

"Uh~~"

Xiaohong wants to say that you are not evidence?But suddenly I felt like I couldn't stand firm when I said that.

Seeing that Xiaohong was at a loss for words, Xu San continued, "On the other hand, we are intelligence personnel, not battle orders. Our main job is to concentrate on intelligence. If it is really necessary to kill that bastard, I will definitely not kill it." He hesitated and shot him down."
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