It had to be said that Huo Qingqing's move of retreating was very ingenious. She had accurately pinpointed Xie Baoqing's weakness.
Not only was this girl skilled, but she was also very cunning. In the future, he had to be careful when dealing with her.
Who knows, when the time comes, he might even sell me and count the money for others.
"Thank you, captain. I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything for the soldiers.
This is the approval I asked for from Chief Zhang. Later, bring some people to the clothing factory to bring back 200 sets of new military uniforms.
Our border area clothing factory has limited manpower, so I can only get this much for the time being.”
Huo Qingqing took out a note from her pocket and handed it to Xie Baoqing.
Xie Baoqing was slightly stunned. Zhang Wanhe, the head of the logistics department, was famous for his deduction. To be able to deduct 200 sets of new military uniforms from him, this girl must have a lot of face!
She wondered how Li Yunlong was doing at the border area bedding and clothing factory. He must be living a very comfortable life with embroidered mandarin ducks playing in the water every day.
When would the Yamamoto Special Agent Team launch a sneak attack on Daya Bay?
Last time, he had unintentionally reminded Kong Jie of something, causing Yang Village's defenses to be much tighter than before.
Of course, with the current combat strength of the Independent Regiment, even if they deployed a battalion in Yang Village, it would not pose too much of a threat to the Yamamoto Special Agent Team.
At the very least, they wouldn't be caught off guard. Dozens of people would die without even seeing the other party's figure.
But if that was the case, if Kong Jie wasn't fired, how was Li Yunlong supposed to leave the clothing factory?
His casual words had obviously changed the fate of Kong Jie and Li Yun Long.
However, now was the time when there was a lack of military personnel. With Li Yunlong's talent, he should not be buried in embroidery in the clothing factory.
Xie Baoqing did not know that Yamamoto Ichiki had already arrived at Huan County.
Huan County, Gendarmerie.
Pa!
A loud slap echoed in the room. Yamamoto Ichiki looked at the special agent captain Kobayashi in front of him with anger.
"Bastard, you've disgraced the Yamamoto Special Agent Team.”
Yamamoto Ichiki had just arrived in Huan County. He was furious when he learned that the prisoner of war camp had been bombed and two agents had died.
Since the establishment of the Yamamoto Special Agent Team, there had never been any casualties.
"Captain, the other party's operation this time was clearly carefully planned and carried heavy weapons.”
Little Lin explained with a terrified expression. Even now, he still had some lingering fear.
If they had not retreated quickly that night, they might have all died there.
"Bullshit! I've already gone to the scene to investigate. There are no traces of a large army near the church at all.
Judging from the footprints left at the scene, there was only one person.”
Seven people ganged up on one person, but not only did they let the other party escape, but they also killed two of them.
In Yamamoto Ichiki's eyes, this was a great humiliation for the entire Yamamoto Special Agent Team.
Xiao Lin felt bitter in his heart. He wanted to believe that there was only one person, but in reality, how could one person carry a Type 92 cannon with him?
However, Yamamoto was currently in a fit of anger, so he naturally didn't dare to retort.
To Yamamoto, the process wasn't important. What was important was the result.
"This subordinate was negligent. Please punish me, captain.”
Yamamoto Ichiki walked to the body of the agent who was killed by Xie Baoqing's sniper. He saw that the bullet hole had hit him between the eyebrows and he had been killed in one shot.
Actually, Yamamoto was also puzzled. From the traces at the scene, there was indeed only one person, but there were indeed traces of artillery fire at the place where the other agent was killed.
"Have you found out who did it?”
"Captain, on the morning of the second day after the prisoner of war camp was attacked, the vice captain of the Imperial Association Army's security brigade, Scald Yellow, was found at the city gate.
However, he had already been beaten into an idiot. According to Lieutenant Yoshida, Scalded Yellow had been to the prisoner of war camp the night before the incident.
This wooden token was hanging on Scald Yellow's body.”
As he spoke, Little Lin hurriedly moved a wooden token from the side. Two lines of large words were written on the wooden token in blood.
"Black Mountain's guerilla unit, specialized in killing traitors and lackeys.”
Yamamoto Ichiki frowned. He had never heard of the Black Mountain guerilla unit.
"This subordinate has already investigated. This Black Mountain guerrilla group was established only a few months ago.
In the recent sweep, the captain of Sakata Regiment seemed to have been killed by this Black Mountain guerilla unit.
The one we fought that night was probably this Black Mountain guerilla unit.”
Yamamoto gave Kobayashi another slap with disdain.
"The guerilla brigade, the group of farmers with large knives and spears? Are you insulting my intelligence?"
Little Lin was speechless. You were the one who asked.
Obviously, Yamamoto didn't think much of these so-called guerrillas, and he wouldn't link these two things together.
Yamamoto shook his head. He obviously didn't want to waste any more time on such meaningless matters.
"How's the investigation going at the Eighth Route Headquarters?”
"After this period of monitoring, all the high-frequency radio waves are coming from the direction of Daya Bay. We can basically confirm that it is the Eighth Route Army headquarters.”
"Oh my! Everyone, get ready to give them a big surprise tonight.”
(I'm in a terrible mood today. I'm sure some of my friends have already discovered that the cover of my cute face has been blocked.) I'm so sad, so sad. I'll give you gifts, flowers, and comments to comfort my hurt heart. I have to hurry and write…)
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