Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

A total of 28 people were killed in the attack on the supply depot.

"Do you mean to say that the soldiers who disappeared with the truck were also killed?"

A light flashed in the staff officer's mind, and he asked quickly.

"That's right, he must have been killed on the spot. Our soldiers have been trained. Even if they are controlled, they will try their best to leave some clues to facilitate subsequent rescues. What's more, with so many soldiers, it is not difficult to leave clues." , but why did the head of the Beiyuan Division mobilize so many troops to search for so long, but did not find any clues? Only the dead will not leave clues."

The little devil in charge of the survey tapped the wine glass with his chopsticks and said meaningfully.

"But..."

The staff officer picked up the wine bottle and filled it with wine. After filling it up, he asked, "If the soldier is killed, what about the corpse? We haven't even seen a single corpse."

"truck!"

The little devil in charge of the survey drank the wine, hiccupped again, and spit out two words again.

If the other party kills someone and discards the body, it will be easily discovered, and the place where the body is found is the scene of the carjacking.

But among the seven trucks, exactly one was used to transport troops.

As far as the truck is concerned, it makes no difference whether it is pulling a living soldier or a dead body.

With the body taken away, it is impossible to determine where the truck was robbed, and the scope of the search cannot be fixed.

In this way, not only were the traces hidden, but it also created difficulties for the search work.

The staff officer felt that the light that flashed in his mind became brighter and brighter, as if he had seen something.

"But why didn't the corpses at the supply station be taken away? Instead, they stayed?"

Just when he was about to see what it was, a wall suddenly appeared, blocking his vision, and the staff officer asked.

"Hehehe, this is the most important reason why I think these two incidents are related, supplies, trucks!"

The little devil in charge of the survey laughed triumphantly.

The staff officer quickly poured the wine: "Please enlighten me."

"If you can take a closer look at the amount of materials that were robbed from the supply station this time, you should find something very interesting!"

The little devil in charge of the survey picked up his wine glass and deliberately sold it off.

Although the staff officer hated this kind of behavior of not speaking clearly at once, after all, he wanted something from others, and he didn't dare to show it. He quickly got up, went to the desk, picked up the documents, and looked them up again.

"[-] barrels of fuel, light and heavy machine guns...ammunition...cooked food...rice flour oil..."

The staff officer read it softly, but he didn't find out what the interesting thing was.

He searched again without giving up, but still found nothing.

The answer was obvious, and he didn't care to be reserved anymore, and took out a small yellow croaker and put it on the table: "Please solve my doubts."

The little devil in charge of the survey saw the little yellow croaker on the table. His eyes, which had become a little blurred due to drinking, immediately sobered up a lot, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Your Excellency is a staff officer, and he is not good at analyzing such incidents. my fault."

The little devil in charge of the survey picked up the little yellow croaker on the table, played with it in his hand, put it in his pocket, and apologized without apology.

"According to the carrying capacity of our army's transport trucks, one truck can hold [-] barrels of fuel, six trucks can hold [-] barrels, and the remaining looted weapons, ammunition, food and other materials can just fill one truck. And last time, the number of missing trucks was exactly seven, can you understand?"

After reaping the benefits, the spoken words are indeed easier to understand.

Could it be a coincidence that seven trucks were missing, and the looted supplies at the supply depot fit exactly seven trucks?

The staff officer felt that the wall blocking the light collapsed instantly, and he finally saw what it was.

"You mean, the two incidents were done by the same group?"

The staff officer admitted that compared to investigating cases and finding clues, he was indeed inferior to the guy sitting across from him. He was specialized in doing this, and he could follow the clues with just a little bit of clues.

"That's right, the truck was robbed for the first time. What does the truck need? Fuel! Fuel is the most robbed supplies at the supply station. Seven trucks were robbed, and another seven trucks were robbed." materials, and most of them are the materials needed by the truck itself, is there such a coincidence in the world? It’s impossible not to be done by the same group.”

The little devil in charge of the survey said with certainty.

As if to confirm his own analysis, he then added: "When the truck was robbed, there happened to be a vehicle that could pull the corpse, and when the supply station was robbed, all the trucks were full, and there was no way to pull the corpse away, so The other party hid the body in the toilet in order not to let us discover it immediately, and by the time we find out, the other party may have returned to a safe place."

"Your analysis really enlightened me. I have learned a lesson. Let me drink a toast!"

The staff officer raised his glass and respectfully toasted each other.

The lieutenant commander is so respectful to the major, and this kind of scene is rare in the little devil's army.

The little devil in charge of the survey enjoyed this feeling very much, drinking one cup after another, it was very comfortable.

The staff officer was also delighted, the wine was not in vain, and the two little yellow croakers were not in vain either.

During this conversation, he got too much valuable information.

If you only check it by yourself, you still don't know how to find out the Year of the Monkey, but Fujiwara Kujo only gave him ten days.

Soon, the two bottles of sake had bottomed out, and most of them were drunk by the little devil in charge of the survey. He was already a little drunk, sitting there staggering, giggling from time to time.

But the staff officer didn't intend to end it like this. Since there are shortcuts to take, why take a detour?

Isn't the one sitting in front of you a shortcut?

He ordered someone to send two more bottles of wine, tried his best to flatter the horse, and began to compliment and flatter without bottom line.

The little devil in charge of the survey gradually lost himself in the praise, and drank another bottle of wine, completely drunk.

Seeing that the time had come, the staff officer hurriedly asked, "Who do you think would have done it?"

"Hehe, if I knew who did it, I would have reported it to the military department and waited for the reward."

The little devil in charge of the survey grinned a few times and said vaguely.

The staff officer's wishful thinking came to nothing, and he was disappointed for a while. Just as he was about to leave, the voice spoke again:

Chapter 570 can be divided into four categories

"While I don't know who did it, it's not difficult to figure it out."

The staff officer who just raised his butt immediately sat down again, stabilized his beating heart, leaned over and asked, "Excuse me, how should I find out?"

"It's not difficult. In fact, it's not difficult at all. If I didn't have direct evidence, I would have reported it a long time ago, and the military department would definitely reward me."

The little devil in charge of the survey ignored the staff officer, stared straight at the wine bottle on the table, and said to himself.

"Are you all right?"

Resisting the urge to get angry, the staff officer asked as gently as possible.

"Hehe, so many people don't understand such a simple matter. They are simply a bunch of idiots, stupid pigs, those high-ranking, self-righteous guys, they don't understand anything."

The little devil in charge of the survey was indeed drunk, and vented his dissatisfaction with the strength of alcohol, ignoring the staff officer at all.

The staff officer clenched his fist tightly, and after a while, slowly loosened it again.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then got up and left the seat, and walked across the table.

He raised his left hand to suppress the nausea and held up the drooling chin of the little devil in charge of the survey. He reached into his pocket with his right hand and took out another small yellow croaker.

"Open your eyes and see what this is?"

As he said that, the little yellow croaker in his hand dangled in front of the other party's eyes.

"My lord, this is a good thing!"

The little devil in charge of the survey was already so drunk that he could barely keep his eyes open, but when he saw the little yellow croaker, his eyes suddenly widened and a greedy light appeared.

This is called seeing money with eyes open.

He was about to reach out to grab it, but Staff Officer Guang took the little yellow croaker away: "Are you awake now?"

"It's much better, it's much better, I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

The little devil in charge of the survey nodded repeatedly, and the drowsy drowsiness had already been driven away by the golden light.

"Just now you said that it is not difficult to find out who did it. I want to hear your opinion, just as a favor."

The staff officer then put the little yellow croaker into his hand and said politely.

"Sit down and talk, let's sit down and talk."

A meal of wine produced three small yellow croakers, and the little devil in charge of the survey became a flower of happiness.

His work in the army is surveying, battlefield surveying, topographical surveying, surveying the scene of accidents, in short, it is a technical job.

This job does not require going to the battlefield to work hard, but it is very hard, and you often have to stay in the wild, and there is not much oil and water.

Compared with a little devil who holds real power like a staff officer, although there is only one rank difference in military rank, there is a huge difference in income.

The staff officer could give him three small yellow croakers without hesitation. He worked hard for a whole year, but he might not be able to save enough for one.

So under such temptation, let alone talk about your own opinions, it is no problem to give your wife to the staff officer.

"Although there is no evidence left at the scene to prove the identity of the other party, if you look at it from another angle, you can find that there are not many people who can do this kind of thing."

After sitting down again, the little devil in charge of the survey was much more polite, and offered to pour wine for the staff officer.

"Theoretically speaking, everyone in this country is possible, because they are not friendly to us soldiers of the empire."

The little devil in charge of the survey said shamelessly, even complaining that the people in this country are not friendly to them.

This really brought the little devil's shameless cheapness to the extreme.

Breaking into this country without permission, occupying the land here, mutilating the people here, burning, killing, looting and doing all kinds of crimes, and you want others to be polite to you?

"Is your range a little too big?"

The staff officer frowned. There was no need to explain this theory, and he knew it was possible for everyone.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. Listen to me. Assuming that everyone is suspected, then according to their identities, these people can be roughly divided into four categories."

The little devil in charge of the survey smiled, raised four fingers and said.

"Four categories?"

The staff officer was taken aback for a moment, the number sounded like it was much less.

"The first category is ordinary people who can't even afford to eat; the second category is the armies that fight against us, such as the Eighth Route Army; the third category is civilian armed forces that are hostile to us even though they don't belong to the regular army; The fourth category is bandits and horse thieves who occupy the mountains and forests to rob for a living."

The little devil in charge of the survey introduced them in detail one by one.

"You mean that the real murderer is hidden in these four categories?"

The staff officer seemed to understand a little bit.