Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 25 The Man Who Goes Back to Dig Grain
"Second, his individual combat quality and military training are more formal and professional than most of us.

This can be seen from your report on examining his battle marks, and from his salute when I entered the door.

He is good at using various environments to fight, so he can win the battle in front of a small group of Japanese troops.

Although he was injured, it was mostly because he wanted to block the Japanese squad. If he didn't want to block the Japanese squad and worry that they would rush directly to cause harm to the fleeing civilians, he could have retreated while fighting instead of Front hard top.

From this point of view, his individual combat level should be higher than the current evaluation.

There may not be many such people in the entire army.

If he is thrown out and given enough ammunition and food supplies, no one will hold him back. Such a person can completely fight against a small Japanese army in motion.

Not even confrontation, but annihilation.

Do you think such a person, if he was in our army, would he be unknown?
In terms of details, his salute is very powerful, and it feels very standard, and this standard seems to seep into his instinct.

Some of our military salutes are learned from the Soviet Army, some from the British, some from the Germans, some from the Japanese, but in general they are learned from the Germans.

Because even the Japanese learned their military salute from the Germans, even better and more powerful than the Germans.

But it is obvious that Chen Shanhe's military salute is better, more powerful, and more standard than the Japanese salute, giving people a feeling of being energetic.

Thirdly, his military uniform has no patches. His military uniform does not look new, but such an old military uniform has no patches.

If he is an Eighth Route Army soldier who trains frequently, and some parts are often worn out, do you see how many Eighth Route Army soldiers who often participate in training in the whole army have no patches on their clothes?

Moreover, the fabric of his military uniform is different!
Have you ever seen a fabric like that?
Is that our usual fabric?

Is that a fabric we can afford? "

Having said that, the security officer paused, thinking about a question.

Zhang Dabiao finally gave up: "Few of us have this kind of military quality standard, and his military uniform is also very wrong.

So it is certain that this Chen Shanhe is a secret agent? "

Zhou Tian shook his head: "Not necessarily!"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned: "Didn't you just conclude that he must be a spy in the room just now?"

Zhou Tian was a little helpless: "This is our work skill, Commander Zhang Daying!"

"Then you mean, he is not necessarily a spy?" Zhang Dabiao was a little happy.

Zhou Tian shook his head again: "That's not what I mean, what I mean is that if he is conscious, he might be a spy.

But now his consciousness is very likely to be really confused!
Possibly, when he fell in front of the Sun family father and son together with the Japanese soldier, he was indeed injured on the head and lost consciousness at that time.

because.

If it was really a secret agent, no one would reveal so many flaws, including the medicine box!

I don't know how that medicine box came about, but I, including everyone with a clear mind, will not let these appear in front of the chiefs!

When I was studying at the Anti-Japanese University, there was a special teacher in the study of security work. He said that in many cases, the effect of drugs is not immediate lethality, but can delay the effect of drugs to the time he wants.

So drugs are easy to play tricks on!
I don't know why the other party let such a medicine box appear in front of us, but it is definitely not normal!
I read that most of those medicines are in foreign languages, but some of them are Chinese characters, which are short and short, which is a bit like the Chinese characters short and short in Japan.

But no matter how mysterious they are, what is the ultimate goal, we generally have two choices when dealing with such unexpected situations.

The first one was sent back to the Anti-Dalian University for thousands of miles, so that experts in medicine and foreign languages ​​could test and experiment on these medicines.

Second, destroy it on the spot! "

Zhang Dabiao did not answer, but was waiting for him to continue.

Sure enough, Zhou Tian continued to say: "If it's something else, you can use it with caution, but medicine, forget it!

And this is not a drug of unknown origin, but a drug with a very strange origin. There is only one way to do it, and it can only be destroyed.

No matter what the other party wants to use this drug for, as long as the drug is destroyed, this way is basically cut off!

As for the Chen Shanhe in front of him, he didn't say that he lost his memory, so he kept it and kept it under strict guard until he regained his memory, let's talk about it!

So my decision is to destroy the medicine immediately. As for the personnel, after he recovers from his injuries, I will take him back to the regiment headquarters and report to see if he will be sent to the division headquarters for further screening! "

After hearing this, Zhang Dabiao could only do so. After all, between the enemy and the bandits, the militias, the various forces are intricate, and the situation of the Eighth Route Army is also extremely bad. Sometimes, if you make a wrong step, you will face an abyss.

At this time, what is required is to be careful, be careful and be careful.

For an upright guy like Zhang Dabiao, he doesn't worry about the enemy attacking him head-on, and he can still pick up a big knife to fight like that.

But what he can't prevent the most is that I treat you as my own, but you stab me in the back, that kind of secret contest.

It's not a job he's good at.

He is very self-aware. Since it is a job he is not good at, he should hand it over to someone who is good at it.

On that day, all the medicines in the aluminum alloy box were thrown into the fire, but the surgical instruments remained.

Chen Shanhe knew that he was under house arrest and guarded, and he also knew that he was under suspicion, but he had no choice but no way to prove that he was a member of the Eighth Route Army.

He can only helplessly wait for his injury to heal, and then try to explain or prove it. As for how to prove it, he still has no idea, but what is certain is that his body is very good.

How good is it?

It's only been five days since he just ate some simple food every day. He didn't know the wounds on his body and lungs. Anyway, the wounds he had sewed up with his own hands, he could see, were almost healed.

He felt very weird, so he put on his own clothes. He didn't know what to think in his heart. Anyway, he might resist subconsciously deep in his heart and show this phenomenon to others.

The ability to recover from trauma is many, many times stronger than that of ordinary people.

This is his latest knowledge of his body.

Less than five miles away from the [-]st Battalion of the Xinyi Regiment, there was a limping man walking towards here with food on his back.

He was the man rescued from the well by the reconnaissance platoon. After he was caught by the Japanese, he was tied up for too long and caused irreversible damage to some limbs.

Now, it is difficult for him to recover part of the function of one hand, and he can only walk on the ground with one leg so far.

But this does not prevent him from going back to Dujiapo Village to dig out the grain he buried.

If you don’t dig it out, what will you eat at home?

(End of this chapter)