Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

"You said how did he come up with all these messy things? At first I was worried that he would hit people regardless of the second or third, but now it's good, he didn't do anything, and changed to scaring him, and he was really scared."

Brigadier Chen patted his forehead, amazed by Qiao Lin's operation.

"That's why the wicked have to be tortured by the wicked. Qiao Lin's saying is true. The intelligence personnel of the enemy are all professionally trained. Their willpower and ability to endure pain far exceed ordinary people. They may not be able to open their mouths, but these few notes broke their psychological defenses, after all, unknown horrors are the scariest, and these things must be put away so that they can be used in future interrogations."

Political Commissar Wang laughed and put the notes away.

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Sure enough, these notes were still very powerful. After reading the above contents one by one, most of the captured spies expressed their willingness to cooperate with the Eighth Route Army's work, and only hoped to give them a happy death.

Of course, there are also a few who are not intimidated, and directly say that they are looking forward to experiencing what it means to be alive is also a kind of pain.

For these little devils whose mouths were already harder than their bones, the interrogators were helpless.

After all, no one except Qiao Lin could have thought of what was written on the note, and no one could have done it.

But it doesn't matter whether they open their mouths or not, the information given by other spies is enough.

According to these confessions, this spy unit is actually a subordinate department of the Special High Section of the Little Devils Intelligence Agency, which belongs to the Special Affairs Section of the Fujiwara Brigade.

Ten days before the start of the raid, they were secretly sent to the Eighth Route Army base area to lurk, disguised as various identities to inquire about intelligence.

A total of 40 people were sent in this time. For the sake of confidentiality, everyone acted in a dispersed manner.

The only time they joined forces was to cooperate with the Yoshioka Alliance to raid the defensive position and carry out a sneak attack from behind. Five of them were killed in the operation, and three were responsible for leading the way for the infiltrating brigade, and the rest continued to disperse in various places.

Usually members do not meet each other, but report information in an agreed way.

Due to the perfect secrecy work, the spies who were caught didn't even know who led the team this time.

There is a lot of information contained in it.

Ten days before the mopping up began, these spies had already lurked into the base area. That time coincided with the period when the Eighth Route Army predicted that the little devils would retaliate against the complete annihilation of Hatomoto's unit. It has been more than half a month since .

Excluding the spies who were captured and eliminated, there are still at least five spies operating in the base area, which still pose a threat to the security of the base area.

These spies acted alone and did not communicate with each other. It is unrealistic to catch the remaining few fish that slipped through the net through interrogation.

After reading through the interrogation transcripts, Brigadier Chen couldn't help but have some doubts.

These spies have been lurking for so long, but judging from the current battle situation alone, they don't seem to have played any role, because the little devil is currently at a disadvantage.

In the confessions of these spies, they all stated that the orders they received were not to inquire about military intelligence such as the Eighth Route Army's defensive deployment and troop deployment, but to focus on the location of the village and the number of people.

If you combine Brigadier Chen's question with the confessions of these spies, you will find a characteristic.

That was the purpose of the little devils sending these spies to lurk in. It was not to provide information for this raid, but to target the people in the base area.

It would be understandable if the little devils started this raid just to massacre the people in the base area, and even believed that the Eighth Route Army could not stop them, but that was not the case.

The little devil would definitely not deploy so many troops and launch such a large-scale sweep just for the sake of massacring the people.

Although they enjoy killing people, they are not arrogant enough to exchange the lives of soldiers for this pleasure.

What is certain is that this raid was aimed at the Eighth Route Army, but the intelligence obtained by these spies has nothing to do with the Eighth Route Army.

This is very puzzling.

Brigadier Chen felt that there must be something hidden in it, but he couldn't figure it out.

In order to find out the truth, he ordered the re-interrogation of these spies, but the results were not satisfactory.

These spies had to report their house numbers, and they were really powerless to answer Brigadier Chen's doubts.

The entire base area is hundreds of kilometers in circumference, and Qiao Lin and the cavalry company will conduct inspections within this range, even if they go fast, they will not be able to complete the investigation in a day.

So Qiao Lin divided the base area into several areas and focused on inspecting one of them every day.

On this day, Qiao Lin was on the way to inspect with the cavalry company, and found something unusual.

The reason was that near noon, the team came to a very remote field, and Qiao Lin ordered them to rest on the spot.

The soldiers got off their horses and squatted on the ground one after another, eating their own cornbread and drinking their own water.

Soldiers can bring their own dry food, but military horses do not have this condition, they can only eat weeds on the ground when they are resting.

A military horse bit a weed, and when it raised its head, it brought up a lump of dirt under the root of the grass.

The warrior riding this horse was very surprised at that time, and showed off to other warriors that his horse was extraordinary. Not only did he run fast, but he also had great strength in his mouth. He not only uprooted the weeds, but even the soil.

After hearing what the soldier said, Qiao Lin thought it was a joke, but soon realized something was wrong.

Anyone who has raised a horse knows that the bite force of a horse's teeth is very strong. Although it is not as strong as the beasts such as hippos and crocodiles, a mere weed can be easily bitten off. How can it be uprooted?

And it brought up a lump of soil. Could it be that it wasn't the grass that was biting, but the wire?The army horse didn't bite it off, but pulled it out with the roots and soil?

Qiao Lin ran over to check immediately, and found that the grass had been eaten, but the horse obviously didn't have the habit of eating soil, and the lump of soil wrapped in grass roots had already been thrown on the ground.

The surface of the lump of soil has been air-dried, and it doesn't look like it just came out of the soil at all, and there are no pits on the ground.

There is only one possibility, the grass was not pulled out of the soil by the horse, but was already above the ground, without the confinement of the soil, so when the horse bit the grass, it took the soil from the root of the grass with it. up.

This is a wild land, no one will come here to dig grass, and the grass will not run out of the soil by itself. The only explanation is that someone has tampered with this land.

"This land is not right, everyone check it out."

Qiao Lin's heart moved, he roared, and stretched out his hand to press on the ground.

Seeing this, the soldiers started their hands one after another, some planed with their hands, some stepped on it with their feet, the scene seemed to be looking for some treasure.

Qiao Lin's doubts were not superfluous. It didn't take long for a soldier to find something in the soil.

"Instructor Qiao, company commander, there is a thread under the ground!"

As soon as the soldier finished speaking, everyone cheered and surrounded him.

Qiao Lin squatted down and saw that there was a black rubber wire about the size of a little finger about a foot deep in the ground.

"Keep digging."

Qiao Lin gave an order, and the soldiers started together. Nearly 200 people dug up the dust and directly dug a ditch in the ground with their hands.

"This is the phone line."

After Qiaolin pulled up the thread and looked it over carefully, he said with certainty.

And according to the degree of corrosion of the rubber, he judged that the thread had not been buried for a long time.

Who would bury telephone wires in the ground?

The Eighth Route Army also has telephone lines, both at the brigade and division headquarters.

In order to save materials, the telephone lines can be quickly retrieved when an emergency needs to be transferred. The telephone lines of the Eighth Route Army are all erected in the open air, and they can be taken away as long as they are entangled.

Burying in the soil is obviously not the style of the Eighth Route Army.

Who else but the little devil?

"Okay, no more digging."

Seeing that the soldiers were still digging hard, Qiao Lin ordered to stop.

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The ditch dug by the soldiers was tens of meters long. Qiao Lin observed carefully and found that the telephone line was laid very straight without any bends, probably to shorten the distance to the greatest extent.

According to the direction of the two ends of the telephone line, one end is inside the base and the other is outside the base.

Qiaolin ran forward for several hundred meters in a straight line, then squatted down and dug with his hands. Sure enough, the telephone wire was underneath.

It seems that this telephone line is used by the little devil's spies to communicate with the outside world.

A half-baked plan bubbled up.

"Fill it all back."

As Qiao Lin spoke, he pulled out his saber and chopped off the telephone line.

"I finally dug it, why did I bury it again?"

Wang Dachui expressed his incomprehension at this behavior of digging and burying.

"This phone line belongs to the little devil. If it is broken, they can't communicate with the troops outside. They have to find a way to connect the line. But such a long line, they don't know where it was broken. If you can find it bit by bit, if you see that this place has been dug up, wouldn't that be the same as telling the little devil that this place is broken?"

Jolin explained with a smile.

The little devil spent his energy digging trenches all the way to bury the telephone wires in the soil, just to prevent being discovered by the Eighth Route Army.

But cleverness was misunderstood by cleverness. I guess the little devil would never have imagined that it was precisely because this telephone line was buried in the soil that it aroused the suspicion of the Eighth Route Army.

If they were bold enough to brazenly set up this line in the open air, even if Qiao Lin saw it, he wouldn't necessarily think that the phone line belonged to a brat.

What's even more ridiculous is that the buried telephone wire was discovered because of a horse and a weed.

"I thought I was going to dig out the whole thread and bring it back."

After hearing Qiao Lin's explanation, Wang Dachui scratched his scalp in embarrassment and said.

"Don't worry about digging the line. There will be opportunities in the future. Hurry up and fill the hole and get ready to go. Let's catch a big fish."

Filling the ditch is much easier than digging the ditch. The soldiers don't even have to use their hands, and the ditch is filled with a push with their feet.

According to the direction in which the telephone line extended, Qiao Lin led the cavalry company towards the interior of the base.

Every few hundred meters, Qiao Lin would get off his horse and dig deep in the ground to see if there was a telephone wire underneath, so as to judge whether the troops were heading in the right direction.

Just stop and go all the way, digging and filling, and only walked less than ten kilometers in one afternoon.

For the cavalry company at this speed, it is not a person riding a horse, but a person carrying a horse.

After reconfirming that there were telephone wires buried underground, Qiao Lin ordered the troops to stop advancing and began to observe the surrounding terrain.

This is a very dense hilly area, which still belongs to the scope of wasteland, and there is no human habitation nearby.

According to the direction in which the telephone line extends, there is a depression a few hundred meters ahead.

Jolin gave up riding and went to check on foot.

He judged that it was impossible for the little devil to lay telephone lines indefinitely. After all, digging and burying is not a small project, and it is impossible to really bury them in the center of the base.

Besides, such a long telephone line cannot be brought in by manpower alone.

I couldn't see it clearly from a distance, but when I got closer, I found that in this depression, at the bottom of a small hill, there was a cave less than half a meter high.