"Second, his individual combat qualities and military training are more formal and professional than most of us.

This can be seen from the report you sent to examine his battle marks, and from his salute when I entered the door.

He is good at using various environments to fight, so he can defeat a small group of Japanese troops.

Although he was injured, it was largely because he had to block the Japanese squad. If he had not blocked the Japanese squad and was worried that they would rush over and cause harm to the fleeing people, he could have fought and retreated without having to

Frontal hardtop.

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 you scatter him out, give him enough ammunition and food supplies, and no one holds him back, such a person can definitely fight against a small Japanese army during the movement.

Not even confrontation, but annihilation.

Do you think such a person would be unknown if he were in our military?

In terms of details, his salute was very powerful and felt very standard, and this standard seemed to seep into his instinct.

Some of our military rituals are learned from the Soviet army, some from the British, some from the Germans, and some from the Japanese, but generally speaking, they are learned from the Germans.

Because even the Japanese learned their military etiquette from the Germans, and they even did it better and more powerfully than the Germans.

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

Third, his military uniform did not have patches. His military uniform did not look new, but such an old uniform did not have patches.

If he is an Eighth Route Army soldier and trains frequently, some parts of his body are often worn. How many Eighth Route Army soldiers in the army who often participate in training do not have patches on their clothes?

Moreover, the fabric of his military uniform is different!

Have you ever seen fabric like that?

Is that the fabric we commonly use?

Is that fabric we can afford?”

At this point, the security officer paused and was 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 you can be sure that this Chen Shanhe is a spy?"

Zhou Tian shook his head: "Not necessarily!"

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

Zhou Tian was a little helpless: "This is our working technique, Commander Zhang Day!"

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

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

But now his consciousness is very likely to be really confused!

Perhaps, when he and the Japanese soldier fell in front of the Sun family and his son, his head was indeed injured and he was confused.

because.

If they were really secret agents, no one would reveal so many flaws, including that medicine box!

I don’t know where that medicine box came from, but I, including everyone with a clear mind, will not let this appear in front of the leaders!

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

So drugs are very easy to cause trouble!

I don't know why the other party would let such a medicine box appear in front of us, but it is definitely not normal!

Most of the medicines I read are in foreign languages, but some of them are in Chinese characters. They are some Chinese characters for short jin and short liang, which is a bit like the Chinese characters for short jin and short liang in Japan.

But no matter how mysterious they are and what their ultimate goal is, when we deal with this kind of unpredictable situation, we generally have two choices.

The first one is to send them all the way back to Kangda University, where experts in medicine and foreign languages ​​can conduct tests and experiments on these medicines.

The second one, destroy it on the spot!”

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

Sure enough, Zhou Tian continued: "If it's something else, you can use it more carefully, but for 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, which is to destroy it.

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

As for the Chen Shanhe in front of him, he didn't say that he had lost his memory, so he would just keep it and guard it closely until he regains his memory!

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

After hearing this, Zhang Dabiao could only do this. After all, between the enemy and ourselves, as well as bandits and militia groups, the various forces were complicated and complicated. The situation of the Eighth Route Army was also extremely bad. Sometimes, if he made a wrong move, he would face an abyss.

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

An upright man like Zhang Dabiao doesn't worry about the enemy attacking from the front. He can still pick up a big blade and fight.

But what he can't guard against the most is that I regard you as one of my own, but you stab me in the back, that kind of secret rivalry.

This is not a job he is good at.

He is very self-aware. Since it is a job that he is not good at, he will leave it to people who are good at it.

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

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

He can only wait helplessly for his injuries to heal, and then think of ways to explain or prove it. As for how to prove it, he has no idea yet, but he is sure that his health is very good.

How good is it?

Only five days had passed, and he only ate some simple meals every day. He felt that the wounds on his body and lungs, but the wounds he had stitched with his own hands, he could see, had almost healed.

He felt very strange, so he put on his own clothes. He didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, deep down in his heart, he might be subconsciously resisting and showing this phenomenon to others.

My ability to recover from trauma is many, many times stronger than that of the average person.

This is his latest understanding of his body.

Less than five miles away from the headquarters of the New Regiment and the First Battalion, there was a limping man walking towards this place carrying grain 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, causing irreversible damage to some of his limbs.

Now, it is difficult for him to recover part of the function of one hand, and so far one leg can only drag one after another.

But this did not prevent him from returning to Dujiapo Village and digging out the grain he had buried.
Chapter completed!