Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

"Huh? Then how much do I have to write?"

Jolin was dumbfounded.

"Let me do the math, six battalions, plus the artillery company and the cavalry company, and one copy must be kept at the regiment headquarters. There are nine copies in total. Just write nine copies."

Li Yunlong calculated with his fingers and gave Qiao Lin the task.

"So many? How about I write a copy, and the leader can you ask someone to copy it for you?"

Qiao Lin's head suddenly became dizzy. The plan information is not a diary. It can be dealt with in a few words. It must be detailed and rigorous. The most important thing is to express the content completely. Thousands of words are not enough.

Although a few thousand words is not much, how much is nine parts added together?

Qiao Lin suddenly remembered the scene when he was writing a thesis in the military academy. He burned the lamp at night and racked his brains.

"This is the idea you came up with. The plan I approved, how can others do it for you? Besides, there are only a few people in the regiment headquarters. Old Kong Laoxing and the others all have jobs, and the communication team also has their own affairs. Are they going to do it? I want to help, but I don’t know many words, and I can write even less.

Li Yunlong said plausibly.

"Captain, I suspect that you are torturing me, but I have no evidence."

Qiao Lin wept bitterly, knowing that this job could not be dismissed, so he had no choice but to hurry up to find a pen and paper, and went back to his room to light up the lamp to fight at night.

While he was writing, the staff officer of the Fujiwara brigade's staff headquarters also met the investigators at the scene of the attack on the supply station as he wished.

The staff officer has read the information all afternoon and has a certain understanding of the two incidents. He is now talking with the investigators to learn more details.

"According to what you said, the traces left at the scene cannot tell who did it?"

the staff officer asked suddenly.

"That's right, the other party is very cunning, and the plan is very careful, leaving no clues that can provide identity. I also tried to use the method of elimination to infer, but unfortunately I still have no clue."

The little devil in charge of the survey nodded and said everything he could think of.

"Then do you have a more inclined guess? For example, who is more likely to do it?"

The staff officer thought for a while and asked again.

Chapter 570 Six Things Are Connected

"this..."

The little devil who was in charge of the investigation showed embarrassment, worried that his words would affect the direction of the investigation.

"Not a respect!"

The staff officer took out a gold bar, commonly known as a small yellow croaker, and stuffed it into the opponent's hand without showing any trace.

Although judging from his military rank, he is a lieutenant commander, while the other party is only a major commander.

But the two didn't belong to the same brigade, and it was unrealistic for the staff officer to suppress the opponent with his military rank, and the opponent would not be afraid of him just because his military academy was higher.

So how do you get the other person to speak?

It's very simple, just use the most common routine.

Give benefits.

As far as the staff officer knew, among all the little devils he knew and did not know, there was not a single one who was not greedy for money.

The weight of a small yellow croaker is not small. In this era, it is enough for a family to live comfortably for a lifetime. It is still good to eat every meal and wear everything.

But for the staff officer, this was only a small part of the property he had scavenged from this land, so small that he could give it to a kid with a lower rank than himself without any regrets.

"This is just my own guess, Mr. Staff Officer still needs to make his own decisions."

Feeling the weight of the little yellow croaker in his hand, a glimmer of joy flashed in the eyes of the little devil in charge of the survey, and his worry was also filled by the benefits of getting it.

"Don't worry, I just want to learn from some opinions so that I can make a more correct judgment."

The staff officer quickly nodded in agreement, and said that the direction of the investigation would not be affected by the other party's words.

"As I said before, whether it's the transport truck or the supply station, the purpose of the other party is very obvious. They came for the supplies. While robbing the supplies, in order to avoid leaving evidence, they chose to kill people."

The little devil in charge of the survey received the benefits, and he talked more. Instead of just answering questions like before, he took the initiative to speak.

"But I heard that people in the military department seem to generally think that these two incidents are aimed at us, and the murderous demonstration is the main thing. Instead, the looted supplies are not very valuable."

The staff officer frowned when he heard the words. This statement was very different from the news he inquired about.

"Hehe, the people in the military are in high positions, maybe they have a more comprehensive view of the problem."

The little devil in charge of the survey smiled awkwardly, and did not insist on his own opinion. After all, it is not a rational behavior to go against the superior's opinion on this kind of matter.

"Of course, these are just speculations. Compared with these rumors, I prefer to believe how people who have been to the scene think about it?"

The staff officer changed the subject and continued to ask questions.

The information he has now is all summed up by other people's investigations, and there are no useful clues.

If we continue to search according to these materials, I am afraid that there will be no gains.

Perhaps, if you change the direction, you may be able to recover from a desperate situation.

"To be honest, similar things have happened before. If it was aimed at us, the traces would be obvious, such as severely damaging the scene, damaging the corpse, or even cutting it into pieces and placing them in the most conspicuous places to achieve The purpose of the demonstration."

The little devil in charge of the survey turned his head to look around, and only said in a low voice when there was no one else nearby.

"That makes sense."

The staff officer nodded thoughtfully.

"However, these two incidents are different. The missing truck did not leave a trace, and the supply station was obviously dealt with deliberately. Even the corpse was hidden in the toilet. This shows that the other party did not want us to find out, so I think the target It is more likely to be materials."

Seeing that his point of view was recognized, the little devil in charge of the survey couldn't help but feel proud.

In his opinion, those guys in the military department are all idiots with high-sighted eyes, who only know how to make decisions based on imagination, without considering whether it is realistic or not.

"What you said is not unreasonable. It is indeed more likely to kill people for supplies."

The staff officer thought for a moment, then nodded again.

This is the inertial thinking of human beings. When encountering difficulties, they will always instinctively think in the easiest direction.

If it is for killing people and demonstrating, those materials can be destroyed without taking them away.

The range of people who can do this kind of thing is very wide, everyone in this country has the possibility.

But if the killing was to grab supplies, it would be easy to explain, because all the supplies were gone.

More importantly, the scope of the investigation will be much narrowed, and only those who need supplies will be targeted.

Compared to treating the entire country as a target of suspicion, the latter is obviously easier.

"Time flies. I didn't expect that we have already talked for two hours. Why don't I ask someone to bring some food and drinks over. We eat and talk, and I still have some questions I want to ask."

The staff officer glanced at his watch, then suggested.

"That's work."

The little devil who was in charge of the survey didn't refuse any more, anyway, he was going to live here tonight, and the little yellow croaker couldn't be taken for nothing, at least he couldn't let the other party feel that it was a loss.

With the cap of his pen in his mouth, Qiao Lin tilted his head to think for a while, lowered his head and wrote a few lines on the paper, and then continued to tilt his head to think.

Two bottles of sake and a few side dishes were quickly brought to the table. The staff officer and the little devil in charge of the survey sat down facing each other, and after making room for each other, they toasted and drank the wine.

"The wine in this country burns the throat and is not good, but the wine in our country is better."

The staff officer picked up the wine bottle and said while pouring wine.

"Yes, yes, our sake is the real wine, and the wine in this country is simply chili water."

The little devil in charge of the survey quickly echoed.

"I wonder if you have any insights into the attack on the supply station? I really admire your analytical ability."

After drinking another glass of wine, the staff officer took the opportunity to ask.

Maybe because he enjoyed the compliment, or maybe because of the alcohol, the little devil in charge of the survey wiped his mouth and said in a mysterious way: "Actually, the attack on the supply depot is related to the last truck disappearance. "

Connected?

The staff officer sat up straight like an electric shock: "Can you explain in more detail?"

"The last time the truck disappeared, although I didn't go to the scene to investigate, but I also got some inside information. It is said that a total of seven trucks disappeared, and one of them was still pulling our soldiers?"

The little devil in charge of the survey looked around habitually, leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "That's right, the military department specially dispatched a detachment to escort a batch of cooked food."

The staff officer nodded quickly, and all these information were on the information.

"It is said that there were rumors among us at the time that the soldiers were greedy for supplies, hijacked seven trucks and fled, so they couldn't find them."

The little devil in charge of the survey said again.

The staff officer nodded again, he had heard similar rumors.

"Hehe, it's just nonsense. Those supplies are not valuables. How could those soldiers hijack the car at the risk of being beheaded? Where can they escape? And the seven trucks didn't set off together. From morning to evening, with an interval of ten hours, how could they be robbed at the same time?"

The little devil in charge of the survey picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and said almost mockingly.

Chapter 570

"Please continue."

The staff officer quickly poured the wine, became extremely polite, and even changed his address to "you".

"It must have been done by someone else. Maybe they just stayed on the highway, robbed from morning to night, maybe they robbed a car and drove it away for a whole day."

The little devil in charge of the survey blushed, and his voice became much higher. After a few glasses of wine, he was already a little swayed.

"So you think the missing truck was hijacked, but what does that have to do with the attack on the supply depot?"

The staff officer thought about it carefully, but he still couldn't figure out what the connection the other party was talking about.

"Soldier!"

The little devil in charge of the survey burped and spit out two words.

"Soldier?"

The staff officer was lost in thought again.

In the case of the missing truck, a total of 61 people were missing from a detachment including the driver and soldiers escorting the truck.