The pen rubbed against the paper, making a rustling sound.
In this dark night, the chirping of insects outside the window formed an elegant piece of music. Xu San lowered his head and narrowed his eyes.
He didn't sleep for almost two days and two nights. Even using the Qi Lian Jue to regulate his body, he felt deeply exhausted. At this moment, he had nothing to do, which made his mind relax. Now that he had removed the Qi Lian Jue, he was instantly exhausted. It made him feel sleepy.
He closed his eyes completely and fell into a deep sleep.
Following a slight snore, a thin gauze dress was draped over his body by Xiaohong.
After Xiaohong put on Xu San's clothes, she came to his front, bent down and stared at his hateful face. After just staring for a moment, she couldn't help but stretched out her jade hand to squeeze it hard. For a moment, but the finger stopped just as it touched his cheek.
There was a pause.
The fingers turned into palms and changed into gentle stroking, "Hey, seeing as you are so tired, I'll spare you today." After saying that, he turned back to the desk and continued to complete the copying work assigned by Xu San.
Xiaohong is a telegraph operator, and her writing speed has been specially trained. It can be said that it is not slow. The estimated workload of two hours has been completed in just one and a half hours. It took another ten minutes to check it again. After confirming that it was correct, she was finished. Three handed over his commission.
He stretched out, twisted his slender waist, and then let out a low groan, "It's finally done!"
Turning to look at Xu San, I found that he had changed his position and seemed to be sleeping more soundly.
Turn on the telegraph and prepare to receive.
But telegrams don't come every day.
Generally, you need to wait patiently at this time.
However, there is an extra man in the room today.
A nasty man.
This made Xiaohong a little restless. Seeing that there was no movement on the radio, she took off her earphones and picked up the brush on the table.
I left gently
Just as I come gently
I wave gently
Farewell to the clouds in the western sky
While Xiaohong was reciting Xu Zhimo's "Farewell Cambridge" in her heart, she gently walked up to Xu San with a brush.
A naughty smile appeared on his face, and the brush immediately reached out to Xu San's face that looked extremely hateful.
After a while, Xiaohong crossed her arms and looked at her proud work, showing a mean smile.
When I was laughing proudly, a sound of "Didi~Didi!" suddenly came from the headphones on the table.
After hearing this, Xiaohong stopped improving her work and rushed to the table, put on her headphones, and started to receive the message.
Due to the excessive movement, a "crackling" sound was made.
Xu San also opened his eyes suddenly because of this sound, and looked around cautiously.
After discovering that Xiaohong was accepting the message, she let out a breath of turbid air.
When receiving the message, Xiaohong was particularly focused, without her usual coquettish attitude.
She held the earphone with one hand and wrote the code quickly with the other hand. Her beautiful little face was meticulous and there was no trace of a smile.
When the message ended, she took off her earphones, squinted her eyes, and started translating.
Without a codebook, she just thought for a moment and then started writing word for word.
There were not many messages, so it didn't take long for her to complete the conversion. Seeing Xu San who was already awake, she handed over the translation in her hand, "Headquarters called back, I didn't expect it to be so fast!"
Xu San took the message and read it carefully.
Forty-two walkie-talkies have been delivered safely. For this, the Eighth Route Army Command would like to express its sincere gratitude to Xu San’s teacher.
At the same time, Xu San’s recent work achievements were affirmed and commended.
The previous telegrams were all short and official, but at the end of the telegram, it was mentioned that Captain Sun was injured during the escort and was currently receiving treatment at the headquarters hospital.
Putting down the message in his hand, Xu San thought of Captain Sun, a middle-aged man with a tough face and an approachable face.
Although they didn't meet often, he and his county brigade did give him a lot of help, but half of Xu San's actions had his shadow.
He's hurt now!
It must be serious, otherwise I wouldn't stay in the hospital at the headquarters.
A touch of sadness welled up in my heart, and I sighed, "Please call me back!"
With that said, Xu San dictated the information about Yamamoto and Okazaki leaving the city.
Because there is no organization, it looks messy.
Among them are how many troops Yamamoto dispatched, how many supplies he brought, etc., and by the way, there is also a list of officers who participated in Yamamoto's military conference two days ago.
In addition, there are also some analyzes he made based on the history he knows. Here he vaguely explains the conjecture that the scourge of Okazaki may penetrate deep into the hinterland of the base.
At the end of the message, he specifically asked the headquarters what special medicines were lacking, hoping that the headquarters could send him a list.
With the end of Xu San's dictation, Xiaohong's telegram also ended.
She took off her earphones and said, "Leader, Yamamoto is such a scourge. Can you kill him?"
Xu San smiled, "I want to, but I can't beat him!"
Xiaohong stared at Xu San, with a serious look on her face, and said seriously, "Then give him a shot secretly. Your shooting skills are so good, you will definitely hit the target with one shot!"
"It's possible to hit the target with one shot! But sending Yamamoto back to the west now will do more harm than good."
Xiaohong raised her pretty eyebrows, as if she didn't quite understand Xu San's words.
Xu San walked up to her, patted her on the shoulder and said, "We are doing intelligence. Unless necessary, we cannot assassinate senior Japanese officers at will."
"Why?" Xiaohong asked doubtfully.
"Because assassinating senior officers at will is likely to destroy the boss's layout." Xu San said.
Xiaohong still didn't understand Xu San's words, and still looked at Xu San in confusion.
"The death of an individual cannot change the situation of the war. If a Yamamoto is killed, an Okamoto may pop up who we can't figure out at all."
"Then if he is killed on the battlefield, won't an Okamoto pop up?" Xiao Hong continued to ask.
"Haha~" Xu San smiled, "Very good, you finally learned to use your brain to think about problems."
Xiaohong rolled her eyes at Xu San, "I always use my brain to think about whether it's good or not. I can't figure it out because I don't know enough."
"Not assassinating Yamamoto is partly due to public opinion. After all, we are a country, and the impact of assassinating senior military officers must be considered." Xu San continued.
"Didn't Yamamoto also want to sneak attack our headquarters? And he also massacred the village, so he didn't consider the impact?"
Xu San sneered, "Do you have any evidence?"
"Uh~~"
Xiaohong wants to say that you are not evidence? But suddenly I felt like I couldn't stand on my feet when I said this.
Seeing that Xiaohong was speechless, Xu San continued, "On the other hand, we are intelligence personnel, not a battle order. Concentrating on intelligence is our main job. If we really need to kill that little brat, I will definitely not do it." A hesitant shot killed him."
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