Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Brigadier Chen smiled and shook his hand at Zhao Dabao: "Okay, let's disband."

"I..."

Political Commissar Wang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Brigadier Chen: "Old Wang, go into the room and say, there is business."

The two stood in front of the combat map for more than an hour. During this period, Brigadier Chen said that Commissar Wang occasionally interjected a few words, and spent most of the time taking notes.

"So the problem is already very serious, and our brigade alone may not be able to solve it."

After listening to Brigadier Chen's introduction to the battles that took place yesterday and his prediction for the future, Political Commissar Wang closed his notebook and said with a serious expression.

Chapter 530 Zhao Dabao Sees Qiao Zhuang

"I'm also worried about this. I have to communicate with my superiors about this matter. I can't explain it clearly on the phone. I can only report to the division headquarter in person. Are you going or should I go?"

Brigadier Chen is very clear that once the little devils retaliate, it will be on a large scale. The Eighth Route Army has more than one unit of the [-]th Brigade in Northwest Shanxi. How to deal with it, you need to ask your superiors for instructions.

"Let me go, the little devil will make a move at some point, and you have to come here to sit in charge."

Commissar Wang thought for a while, and took the initiative to take over the task of reporting to the division headquarters.

"It's not too late, let's go now."

Brigadier Chen nodded, then went to the door and shouted, "Zhao Dabao!"

Zhao Dabao, who had finished the punishment station, stayed on duty in the courtyard, and ran over when he heard Brigadier Chen calling him.

"The guard company transferred a platoon to send Political Commissar Wang to the division headquarters. Now is an extraordinary period. Let the soldiers bring enough ammunition and be vigilant along the way!"

Brigadier Chen gave the order neatly.

"Yes!"

Zhao Dabao immediately went to make arrangements.

"Old Wang, I have one more thing to ask you. It's purely personal. Help me pay attention to the teacher's attitude towards the rescue of the villagers in Qiaozhuang."

When sending Political Commissar Wang out, Brigadier Chen whispered in his ear.

Political Commissar Wang froze for a moment, then nodded slightly, already understanding Brigadier Chen's thoughts.

"Come in with me."

After watching Political Commissar Wang leave under the escort of a platoon of soldiers from the guard company, Brigadier Chen returned to the courtyard, just in time to see Zhao Dabao, and waved to him.

Zhao Dabao followed into the command room and closed the door.

"Political Commissar Wang is also in a hurry. I'm the one who hurt you. Don't take it to heart. Drink some water."

Brigadier Chen poured Zhao Dabao a glass of water and said apologetically.

He didn't return all night, but the entire guard company was fined to stand. Although there was a reason for the incident, he felt that he was mainly responsible.

"It's my fault, I didn't fulfill my duty."

Zhao Dabao was also very annoyed, he didn't mean to complain to Brigadier Chen and Political Commissar Wang, he just felt that he was too stupid.

When Brigadier Chen left Qiaozhuang, he should insist on sending someone to protect the chief's safety, even if he sent a squad of soldiers to follow.

Fortunately, nothing happened. If an accident happened, Zhao Dabao felt that even if he was shot, he would not be able to forgive himself.

Last night I searched around the brigade headquarters all night, and this morning I was punished by political commissar Wang to stand for a whole morning, with my lips cracked.

Taking the water glass handed over by Brigadier Chen, Zhao Dabao raised his head and took a big gulp. Just as he was about to swallow, Brigadier Chen asked, "Tell me, what's going on in Qiaozhuang?"

Although he had already heard Qiao Lin's narration last night, Brigadier Chen felt that this kid must have reservations. He still wanted to know more details. Zhao Dabao brought the guards into Qiaozhuang, so he must know some details.

Zhao Dabao's hand holding the cup froze, and then the scene he saw in Qiaozhuang Village appeared in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, there was a surge in the stomach, and the water that hadn't had time to swallow was sprayed out of the mouth, and then he bowed his waist and began to retch.

This abnormal behavior startled Brigadier Chen, and he hurried forward to take the cup from Zhao Dabao's hand.

There was still half of the water in the glass. Brigadier Chen looked at it, smelled it, and thought he had given Zhao Dabao something dirty.

But the water in the cup was clear to the bottom, and there was no peculiar smell or debris. It was undoubtedly ordinary well water.

"Sorry, Brigadier, I couldn't hold back."

Zhao Dabao stopped retching, straightened up, wiped his mouth, and said apologetically.

"Did you see some disgusting scene in Qiaozhuang?"

Brigadier Chen came to his senses and asked quickly.

Zhao Dabao nodded with a painful face.

"What is it?"

Brigadier Chen became more interested. Sure enough, Qiao Lin had something to tell him.

Zhao Dabao's expression became even more painful.

Next, he suppressed the churning in his stomach, and told Brigadier Chen what he saw and heard after the guard company entered the village: "We entered from the south side of Qiaozhuang, and the first impression was that it was very quiet, and there was no movement at all. No, as soon as we entered the village, we saw two little devils standing there. We thought we had missed something, so we immediately took cover and prepared to fire, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement. We stepped forward and saw that the two little devils Already dead, the body held by a rifle..."

"That is to say, the corpses of the little devils in the village are scattered and not concentrated?"

Brigadier Chen asked thoughtfully.

Qiao Lin told him that after entering the village, he would kill one in the east and the other in the west. Anyway, he would kill when he encountered it, which was very consistent.

"how to say?"

Zhao Dabao scratched his head, seeming a little confused: "It's very scattered, but there seems to be a pattern in the corpses of little devils in the whole village, they are evenly distributed round by round."

Zhao Dabao's culture is limited, and it is difficult to find accurate adjectives.

"Are you trying to say that the little devil is like staying in the designated position in advance and waiting to be killed?"

Brigadier Chen saw that Zhao Dabao's face was blushing, and spoke for him.

"Yes, yes, that's what it means."

Zhao Dabao nodded quickly.

"From this point of view, it should have been designed before entering the village. You only need to follow the predetermined route without deliberately looking for it."

Brigadier Chen stroked his chin and began to think.

"The corpses of little devils on the outskirts of the village are basically like this, but near the center of the village, there is no pattern. Some villagers have more than a dozen corpses piled up in the yard, and some have nothing at all, and there is no trace of shooting at the scene. , Those little devils were all killed by hand."

Thinking of those fatal wounds all concentrated on his neck, Zhao Dabao felt sick again.

He has long been used to the bloody battlefield, and he has seen many broken limbs and arms, but the little devil who was killed in Qiaozhuang still made him very uncomfortable.

Just imagine, there are more than 100 corpses, only one wound on the neck. Although the scene is not bloody, it is very strange.

It was so weird that it didn't seem like a human being could do it. He was able to kill more than 100 little devils with the same method without any precautions. Zhao Dabao asked himself that he had never heard of such an awesome person in his life.

"Hand blade!"

Brigadier Chen repeated the word repeatedly and nodded again.

"Later, we checked all the way to the wheat field on the west side of the village, and saw villagers waiting there. Judging from the traces of the wheat field, a battle broke out there, which was not intense, but the little devil's death was miserable. The neck is broken."

Zhao Dabao finished talking about the scenes he saw in Qiaozhuang one after another. Whenever he mentioned the death of those little devils, he always wanted to retch subconsciously.

"Have the villagers been resettled? The follow-up work will be handed over to the troops in the local defense zone. They have suffered this and cannot suffer anymore."

After learning the details, Brigadier Chen asked about the villagers in Qiaozhuang.

"It's all done. It belongs to the defense area of ​​the independent regiment. The village chief will go to the independent regiment to discuss the follow-up security work in the next two days."

Zhao Dabao nodded, looked at Brigadier Chen, hesitated to speak.

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly, without hesitating."

Brigadier Chen saw his embarrassment and said.

"Brigade Commander, I heard from the villagers in Qiaozhuang that a man in the military uniform of the little devils rushed into the wheat field. The man claimed to be the Eighth Route Army, and said that our brigade sent a troop into Qiaozhuang to kill all the little devils." , I thought about it for a long time, there is no unit in our brigade that is so powerful."

Zhao Dabao expressed his doubts.

Chapter 530 The Second Difficulty Appears Again

Before entering Qiaozhuang, he once suspected that Qiao Lin did it.

But after entering Qiao Zhuang, he felt that this kind of thing could not be done by himself, even if he took the whole guard with him, it was impossible.

Coupled with the villagers' descriptions, he became more and more suspicious of whether there was an unknown and mysterious army hidden within the army.

"The world is big, and anything can happen. If you and I don't know, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Brigadier Chen smiled and said in a secretive way.

"Can't understand!"

Zhao Dabao shook his head honestly.

"Haha, it's right if you don't understand, in fact, I don't understand either."

Brigadier Chen laughed happily.

"Instructor Qiao, where have you been these two days?"

"Instructor Qiao, is something wrong?"

"Instructor Qiao, once you leave, there will be no news. We thought you would not come back."

. . . . . .

After a day of training, during dinner, the soldiers of the cavalry company gathered around Qiao Lin and asked questions.

"There was a battle with the little devils. The cause was that a group of little devils kidnapped the villagers of a village. Then our brigade went along with the flow and directly wiped out a team of little devils."

Qiao Lin explained the reason lightly, but did not introduce the details.

He understood the temperament of these soldiers, if he spoke in too much detail, he would definitely ask all kinds of questions for himself to answer, so he would not be able to sleep tonight.

"A coalition, tsk tsk, it's really amazing!"

Wang Dahammer smashed his mouth, yearning for the big scene where tens of thousands of people fight at every turn.

"Don't patronize and envy others, we have to be stronger than them!"