Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

At the brigade headquarters, several leaders were having dinner while discussing the next battle plan.

Qiao Lin's head-shocking method seems to have worked. There was commotion in the enemy's position, but there was no intention to attack. The enemy and us are still in a state of ceasefire.

"Qiao Lin? Why are you here? Are you bringing a head here again to scare people?"

When Chief of Staff Qin saw Qiao Lin standing at the door and looking in, he couldn't help joking.

Jolin rolled his eyes speechlessly.

This Chief of Staff Qin really is, which pot is not open and which pot to carry.

"Come in, did you encounter any difficulties?"

Brigadier Chen didn't like joking very much. He knew that something must be wrong with Qiao Lin running over so late.

"There is no difficulty at present, but I would like to make a suggestion."

After Qiao Lin walked into the staff department, he saluted several chiefs and said.

"Suggestion again? Could it be that you want to take back those heads that were put out, and put them again tomorrow? Let the enemy think that they have already killed two brigades by us?"

Chief of Staff Qin thought he was witty and answered humorously.

Qiao Lin was speechless again, and looked directly at Brigadier Chen.

That meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Brigadier, can you take care of him?

"Old Qin, eat your food, you talk a lot of nonsense."

Brigadier Chen understood, reprimanded him symbolically, and then looked at Qiao Lin: "What suggestion?"

"Brigade Commander, the cavalry company searched the base area for a day today, but found no trace of the little devil. I judge that there are two possibilities. First, there are no troops of the little devil in the base area. Second, even if there is, there is no movement. , but in a corner somewhere.”

Qiao Lin first reported the progress of today's mission and his own judgment.

"So you're going to give up?"

Brigadier Chen frowned slightly.

"No, even if there is only a one-ten-thousandth possibility, the cavalry company will continue to search and will never slack off, but what can be confirmed now is the spy unit. Compared with the combat troops of ordinary little devils, this kind The spy force is better at camouflage and lurking, so I suggest that the brigade commander assign a task to the working group responsible for the security of each village, so that they can communicate well with the villagers and pay more attention to outsiders and suspicious persons."

Qiao Lin quickly shook his head. The cavalry company would not give up the search until it was completely confirmed that there were no more devil troops in the base area.

"Mobilize the power of the masses?"

Several chiefs nodded thoughtfully.

"Your suggestion sounds very feasible, but it is not easy to implement it. The villagers are not soldiers. It is not easy for them to distinguish whether they are suspicious people."

Brigadier Chen said with some concern.

His concerns are not without reason.

First of all, in order to prevent the little devils from deliberately destroying this time, before the war started, all the people in the villages along the defense line had been evacuated into the safe area. For the people who originally lived here, these people who moved here temporarily Itself is a foreign population.

Secondly, the appearance of the Japanese people is similar to ours. Unless they have dealt with each other for a long time, they can also be judged from some detailed characteristics, otherwise it is impossible to judge only by their appearance.

Finally, mobilizing the masses to do this kind of thing in base areas will inevitably lead to many misunderstandings, such as misjudgment and misreporting.

When Brigadier Chen expressed his concerns, Qiao Lin was also stunned.

His suggestion was also a temporary idea, and he didn't think about it so deeply.

But it is undeniable that these problems do exist.

After thinking for a while, Qiao Lin came up with a solution: "Brigade Commander, I have an idea. How to judge whether someone is suspicious or not can be judged by accent."

"accent?"

Not only Brigadier Chen, but several chiefs were confused.

"That's right, the little devil's spy team is here to inquire about news and intelligence. It is inevitable to contact the local people, and the people in this area all speak Jin dialect. Whether they recognize each other or not, they can tell whether the other party is right or not by their accent. For the locals, the pronunciation of Jin dialect is more flat, and it is impossible to learn the standard local dialect in a short period of time, especially for the little devils, they can pretend to dress up, but they cannot disguise their accent.”

Jolin explained.

One way to solve three problems at the same time.

"That's a good idea."

Brigadier Chen nodded approvingly.

"In order not to startle the enemy, I also want to tell the villagers that no matter whether they encounter suspicious persons or not, they must pretend to be the same as usual, and report as soon as possible afterward. In addition, the spy troops of the little devils can only communicate with the outside world through the radio or Telephones and radio stations that need power support should focus on those villages that are powered on, and the cavalry company will also pay attention to whether there are temporary telephone lines.”

Jolin added.

"Okay, just do as you say, and then give the order."

Brigadier Chen directly approved and ordered the telegraph operator to send electricity to each working group.

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In the next few days, the Fujiwara Brigade launched several more tentative attacks, but all ended in failure.

After the Qiaozhuang tragedy, the Eighth Route Army strengthened the deployment of troops on the defense line, which made it more difficult for the little devils to attack.

And those heads that were chopped off also caused the little devil to panic and fear, and fell into a passive combat mental state, unable to exert much combat effectiveness on the battlefield.

So much so that in the later stage, the pressure on the frontline troops of the Eighth Route Army has been greatly reduced, and usually it is only necessary to avoid the artillery fire of the little devils.

It is no longer necessary to desperately block the charge of the little devil, or even engage in hand-to-hand combat, as before.

Because after a round of artillery fire, the infantry unit of the little devil only charged for a certain distance symbolically, and retreated before the official exchange of fire.

It can be seen that even the little devil himself has no hope for this sweep.

In the past few days, Qiao Lin was still wandering around the base with the cavalry company, but unfortunately nothing was gained.

After all, it is too difficult to find a target who does not know what it looks like or where it is.

But Qiao Lin is a person who knows how to use time. During the search process, he also passed on the trace tracking skills to the cavalry company.

In case of his absence in the future, and a similar situation occurs again, the cavalry company can also independently find the whereabouts of the enemy.

The fact that the cavalry company didn't gain anything doesn't mean that others didn't.

Since the base area mobilized the masses to search for suspicious persons, in just a few days, the various working groups almost broke their legs.

There is great power in numbers, and the power of the masses is infinite.

This is really not for nothing.

According to statistics, a total of more than [-] reports of suspicious persons were received from various villages. After screening, [-] of them were serious suspects.

With the cooperation of both the military and the civilians, 27 members of the enemy's spy force were captured, which is not a small gain.

Of course, there were also many misunderstandings.

Misjudgment, for example, happens occasionally.

The most speechless thing is that the villagers of a certain village, because of conflicts with the villagers of the neighboring village, felt resentful. In order to retaliate against the other party, they reported the other party as a suspicious person to the working group.

When the working group brought people to this family, they realized that there was a misunderstanding, and they could only criticize and educate the villagers who maliciously reported.

The brigade headquarters specially dispatched Japanese translators from the division headquarters to interrogate the 27 members of the enemy's spy force. However, these people's mouths were very tight, and the interrogators had worn out their mouths, but they still refused to explain.

This situation made Brigadier Chen very annoyed, and once doubted the ability of the interrogators.

At this time, Political Commissar Wang stepped forward and suggested that Qiao Lin could try it.

Qiao Lin, who was temporarily ordered, rushed to the brigade headquarters. The first thing he did was to ask the translator to write a few words in Japanese on a piece of paper, and then emptied everyone in the interrogation room, leaving only himself and the interrogated people.

The door was closed tightly, and no one knew what happened inside.

But 10 minutes later, Qiao Lin opened the door and told the interrogators that the guy inside was willing to confess.

The enemy spy personnel who were tied to the chair were fully clothed, had no external injuries, and were obviously not beaten or ill-treated.

However, only 10 minutes later, the attitude changed 180 degrees. The interrogators said whatever they asked, without daring to hide anything.

While this surprised the interrogators, they couldn't help admiring Qiao Lin's methods.

Qiao Lin met three enemy spies in a row, and under his guidance, the other party showed a positive and cooperative attitude.

When the interrogators showed the recorded statement to Brigadier Chen for review, he knew that Qiao Lin had settled the matter.

Out of curiosity, Brigadier Chen wanted to meet Qiao Lin and asked him how he did it, but was told that Qiao Lin had already left. The reason was that the search mission was very busy and he could not afford to delay.

"Hello."

Commissar Wang wiped his glasses and sighed.

"There was no beating, no torture, just explain it like this?"

Brigadier Chen looked at these transcripts and still found it incredible.

In order to find out what was going on, he called the interrogators over again and asked about the specific process. He learned that Qiao Lin did not use drastic means, but only asked the Japanese translator to write a few notes.

Brigadier Chen didn't know a single word written in Japanese on the note, but with the help of the translator, he finally figured out what it meant.

"I know that people like you have received special training and have strong willpower. Even if you extract confessions by torture, you will not be allowed to speak."

"So I can only use some special means to get you to cooperate."

"Have you ever heard of how to obtain a complete human skin? It is to cut a small opening on the top of the head, and then pour mercury into it. It happens that I have dozens of kilograms of mercury here, so you can experience the ants crawling under the skin. a feeling of."

"Have you ever heard of a punishment called castration in ancient times in this country? It just so happens that I am also good at this. I cut off your organ and put it in front of you, so that you can watch it slowly shrink into a shriveled worm."

"I will tie up your hands and feet and throw them into a cauldron full of water. Don't worry, I won't drown you. Instead, I will pour some loach into the cauldron, then light a fire under the cauldron, and wait until the water is warm. Slowly rising, those loaches will desperately look for all the places they can get into in order to avoid the high temperature, such as your mouth, your nostrils, your ears, and your fart... "

"Actually, you have been arrested, and the end is doomed. Even if you are killed, no one cares. I can tell you that you will be sent to the execution ground for execution in a short time. Whether you say it or not, you will definitely die. The only difference is Do you want to die more quickly, or die more complicated?"

"My patience is limited. I will give you 3 minutes to think about it. If you agree, you will nod. This time I have arrested dozens of you. Can you guarantee that others will be as stubborn as you? As long as someone speaks before you, I will let you experience it immediately." What is called living is also a kind of pain."

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Listening to the interpreter explaining the contents of these notes word by word, Brigadier Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

"I thought he used some kind of trick again. The co-authorship was all done out of fright."

Brigadier Chen said with a wry smile.

"Some things are like this. When you don't know the truth, you feel very mysterious, but once the truth comes out, you will feel that it is not a big deal."

Commissar Wang smiled, but he saw it very clearly.