Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Under the night, there was a smell of gunpowder smoke and blood on the road in the wilderness.

After finishing the ambush, Xu San led Xiaohong slowly approaching the corpses of the nine puppet soldiers. This was the first time Xiaohong participated in the battle. Although it ended quickly, the first killing still made her feel extremely uncomfortable in her stomach. , she suppressed the nausea in her stomach, and followed Xu San closely.

When there were still more than ten meters away, Xu San made a stop gesture.

Seeing this, Xiaohong quickly asked, "Is there still life left?"

"I don't know! But just to be on the safe side, it's better to try it out." Xu San took out a grenade from his body, pulled off the insurance, chewed it on the ground, and threw it out.

"Boom!" After an explosion, Xu San and Xiao Hong continued to approach. Instead of checking the corpse first, they aimed at the head and pulled the trigger ahead of time.

At this distance, Xiaohong can still hit. Although there is a little deviation, she can continue to shoot again with sufficient ammunition.

After more than a dozen gunshots in a row, the night returned to silence again.

Xiaohong's heavy breathing was clearly discernible at this moment, even though the night wind was bleak, a layer of fragrant sweat oozes from her body.

After trying to keep her breathing steady, she asked, "Is there no life left this time?"

"Hmm! It should be gone, but you can't relax your vigilance, hurry up and lick the corpse!" Xu San said sharply.

"Ok!"

Xiaohong agreed lightly, and began to touch the corpse.

It was a little disgusting, but the excitement of collecting the spoils made her reach out to the bloody corpses on the ground.

Among the nine, Merida's death was the most tragic. He was shot in the head by the box cannon, and then he was shot again by Xu San when he repaired the gun. At this moment, his head was already smashed. It's hard to identify, but fortunately, if you look carefully, you can still see that this is the battalion commander of the communication battalion who molested Xiaohong at noon.

"Hey~" Xu San sighed quietly, and said to the dead Merida, "You idiot, you can't live well, do you have to come and ambush me? Don't you know that I am a time traveler? For you tricksters As soon as I stick my ass, I know what shit to do."

"Leader, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, let's scold this idiot a few words." Xu San laughed and began to touch the corpse.

"Oh~ but he can't hear you scolding him." Xiaohong asked puzzled.

"Take it as a curse for a ghost."

As Xu San spoke, he took out a small book, glanced at it, felt like a little yellow book, flipped through it casually, and threw it aside.

Then they dug out some ocean and legal currency, and a handful of Browning.

This is a good one, and I put it on my waist.

"Leader, here is a telegram, but unfortunately it is ciphertext."

"Ciphertext?" Xu San glanced at the little yellow book that he threw aside, "See if this is a codebook."

Xiaohong walked over with a document, and Xu San handed over the flashlight.

With the light of the flashlight, Xiao Hong flipped through the little yellow book while checking the cipher text with a dignified and serious expression.

After a while, she closed the little yellow book, "This is indeed a password book."

"What's written on it?" Xu San, who was still touching the corpse, asked casually.

"The telegram from the Taiyuan Command to the Ninth Brigade, I haven't read the details yet, it's a bit long!" Xiaohong said.

"How long will it take to decipher?"

Xiaohong: "About half an hour."

"Hurry up and decipher!" Xu San said as he walked to the front of the motorcycle and turned on the headlights to provide sufficient lighting for Xiaohong.

Afterwards, Xu San's movements of touching the corpse also became a lot softer, trying not to let his voice disturb Xiaohong.

Four or ten minutes later, Xiaohong handed her notebook to Xu San, "This is the devil's strategic deployment of the Ninth Brigade, and it is related to the Autumn Harvest mopping up."

After Xu San looked at the telegram, his brows tightened, and he thought, the devil finally started.

I reconfirmed the start date of this Shanxi raid, August [-]th!
this day
Is it a coincidence?

Isn't August [-] the date when the Hundred Regiments Campaign started?
Xu San looked at the miserable Merida and said, "It's true that you are an idiot. When you go out to ambush, you still carry a telegram, not only the telegram, but also the code book. I think you even carry the radio station on your back." .”

"Leader, you are right. I have never heard of this idiot. As a battalion commander of a communication battalion, he would make such a mistake." Xiaohong echoed, "However, leader, you are scolding him now. Isn’t it a waste of words?”

"What a waste of words, look at me scolding him, he doesn't even dare to fart, isn't this very enjoyable?"

"Hehe~" Xiaohong smiled awkwardly.

"What are you laughing at? There is a saying that the villain dies by talking too much, the more he talks, the faster he dies!"

"But he didn't even say anything?" Xiaohong couldn't help asking.

Xu San raised his eyebrows and said, "I order you as a leader, don't be stubborn!"

"Uh~~" Xiaohong pouted aggrievedly, and let out a cold snort, "Hmph!"

Looking at the codebook in Xiaohong's hand, Xu San asked, "Will you write down the codebook?"

After hearing Xu San's words, Xiaohong immediately gave Xu San a blank look, "Boss, I'm not a god either. This book has at least [-] words. How could it be possible for you to ask me to write it down in such a short time."

"Then how long will it take you to memorize it exactly?"

"At least one day!" Xiaohong replied proudly.

Although [-] words are not too much to memorize by rote, the code book is different from others. It not only needs to memorize the content of the article, but also remembers the typesetting. .

Xu San thought about it, it was too difficult for Xiaohong to memorize it completely in a short time.

After thinking about it again, I reached out and asked for the password book back, looked at the title of the book and its related information, "Have you written down the title and author's version number?"

Xiaohong nodded triumphantly, "Of course, this is necessary."

"That's good!" Xu San said and handed the password book to Xiaohong again, "According to the password instinct, can you forge a fake message again."

"No problem? But, leader, I can't imitate this handwriting."

"It's okay, tell me, I'll write it. My handwriting is ugly, like a soldier's handwriting, and it's impossible for a communication battalion to have only one person to write the telegram." Xu San said.

The telegram has not been changed much, but the position of the fifth battalion has been changed to a position that is easier to stir up shit.

Taking the two telegrams, Xiaohong compared them, and asked, "Leader, this has hardly changed anything, it just changed your fifth battalion."

Xu San smiled, "If you make too many changes, you will reveal your secrets. This is the best way. Now the position of the Fifth Battalion is the center of the whirlpool of the entire mopping up. As long as the Fifth Battalion acts properly, it will definitely make the devils and puppet soldiers in West Shanxi uneasy."

Xiaohong blinked her eyes, feeling that Xu San was really amazing.

It is difficult to code and write. In short, it is difficult to work with fingers. Even opening a Coke bottle hurts.

very depressed