Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Britain deserves to be an old industrial empire.

All four cars have been modified. This modification is not just as simple as replacing the car body. After opening the trunk lid, you will be surprised to find that the engines of these cars have also been modified, otherwise they would not be able to carry an average load of 2.5 tons.

Speaking of 2.5 tons, Xu San had a headache, because after removing the paint, he dismantled everything that could be dismantled. Finally, through measurement and calculus estimation, the number obtained could not reach 10 tons, and the preliminary estimate was only more than 7 tons.

This statistic made all the special forces members look bad.

Too much less!
Seeing Xu San who has already started the third calculation, Akagi leaned over, "Why don't we wait until dawn tomorrow and check the whole car carefully to see if there is anything missing?"

Xu San put down the pen and paper, and rubbed his head, "I guess there won't be much difference. Now I can only report this situation to Colonel Yamamoto as soon as possible!"

"Uh..." Akagi had a strange expression on his face, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" Xu San asked.

"Well, Hayao Okazaki is also missing."

"Uh..." Xu San just remembered that Okazaki-kun is also a communication soldier, and he is the only communication soldier in this team.

"Send the report, I will too, but let's" Xu San looked at the four cars that had been slashed into pieces, "but we can't send it in plain text, don't forget that the Eighth Route Army's monitoring technology is very powerful."

"Codebook?" Akagi asked.

"Yes!" Xu San frowned and said.

The expression on Akagi's face is also not very good, because Okazaki-kun has become scum now, and the clothes on him are almost scum. If there is a code book on him, it is estimated that he has become scum now.

"Or, go back and look for it!" Akagi turned around, wanting to go back and dig a hole to have a look.

"Forget it! You buried it yourself, don't you know?" Xu San stopped Chi Mu's actions, pinched his head and thought hard, and then said, "Let me try using code words! I think I should be able to understand it with the wit of Da Zuo."

"That's the only way to go." Akagi said helplessly.

Okazaki Junya's equipment was moved over by Akagi.

It is a set of individual radio stations with high power and can easily cover too far.

There is no instruction manual, but there is a small book that records the frequency and start-up time of dozens of radio stations.

Not bad, good stuff!

If this thing is handed over to the intelligence department, it will definitely come in handy.

After jotting down a few notes carefully, Xu San found the frequency of Taiyuan Command and began to send the report.

It can be said that Xu San does not know the Japanese Morse code at all. If there is not a standard plain text comparison table, Xu San's telegram really cannot be sent out.

After stumbling around for half an hour, Xu San finally sent the telegram.

The text is as follows:

The third team of dung beetles has seized John Bull's dung balls. After counting, the total number is 7.06, which is less than ten.

After the dung ball scramble, eight rabbits attacked, and a dung beetle warrior disappeared in the pursuit.

Now the third team of dung beetles is resting in the dense forest, hoping that General Dung Beetle will give instructions.

After the telegram was sent, Akagi read the translation and said, "It's really cryptic. Even if it is intercepted, it will be confusing."

Xu San nodded, looked at Chimu and said, "I'm here waiting for the reply from the headquarters. Let the brothers have a meal first. When they are full, let's load the car again."

After Chimu went down, Xu San hurriedly opened the book that recorded the frequency of the radio station and continued to forcefully memorize it.

This kind of forced memorization is not Xu San's strong point, but fortunately there is not much content, after a lot of effort, the content in this notebook can be regarded as barely memorized.

He raised his wrist and checked the time. More than an hour had passed, but the radio still hadn't responded at all.

Xu San rubbed his chin, wondering if the staff officer of the Taiyuan Headquarters was too stupid?

possible!
After all, the metaphor of the rabbit is too profound, and it is estimated that these idiots will not be able to figure it out for a while.

After a while, Chimu came over with a military lunch box and a can, "Xu Sanjun, let's eat something first."

I took the lunch box and glanced at it. It was a paste soaked with biscuits and miso.
The corner of his mouth twitched, it was something he didn't like again.

However, Xu San was really hungry now, even if he didn't like it, he started to eat it. ,

He hasn't eaten anything since morning, and it's not that he didn't have the opportunity to eat it, but the food in Yingge's shit is really hard to swallow, after only a few mouthfuls, he doesn't want to eat anymore.

Eating sticky meat and eating canned meat, Xu San thought, it would be great if there was a bag of instant noodles, even Kang Shuaibo. Unfortunately, instant noodles were not invented until the 50s. Even if they were available at home, they were reserved for little girls.

The dinner was settled, and after waiting for a while, the sound of Didi sounded in the earphones.

Take out a pen and paper and start recording.

Ten minutes later, the message was received.

The text is as follows:

To the third team of dung beetles,

There may be errors in the information, so there is no need to worry about the number of dung balls!

Quickly transport the dung balls back to the nest.

The last signature is the commander of the dung beetle.

Looking at the last great commander, Xu San knew that this should be Yamamoto.

He went too far?
So Magic Ji and his ninjas should also go back.

"What did the headquarters say?" Akagi asked.

"Let's hurry back."

As Xu San spoke, he took out a piece of paper from a pile of draft paper and handed it over.

Chi Mu looked at the content on the draft paper, then recalled the telegram that Xu San just sent just now, and suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Xu Sanjun, why is your calculation result different from the content reported just now, it's almost [-] kilograms less."

Xu San smiled, "They are all old employees of the Special Forces now, right?"

"Employee?" Akagi was stunned for a moment, "They are indeed old employees!"

"Then are they all reliable?" Xu San asked with a smile.

Akagi is not stupid, he immediately understood what was going on, "They are all reliable people, the only unreliable person has disappeared!"

Xu San raised his head and looked at the starry night sky, "This is the best. I'm not familiar with Mr. Fukang and Mr. Hongye. As for what to do, you can go directly to negotiate with them. I think forty kilograms of gold per person is enough for them to stand on the same front as us. I think you all understand how to deal with it in the end. If you really don't understand, you can ask me again. Now Mr. Yamamoto told us to go back quickly, and I will think about a reason to deal with it."

"Ok!"

Chi Mu took the draft paper and wanted to leave, but Xu San said again, "By the way, remember to keep those scraped off powder with car paint, these will be handed over."

Akagi smiled, and gave Xu San a thumbs up. (end of this chapter)