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Chapter 1015 Delivery of Letters

"What? You mean, you lost more than a dozen of the people you brought over, but in the end, not even a single person from the other party was left behind?"

He was busy until midnight, and he was woken up just after lying down for a while. He thought there was good news, but when he heard Machida Yu's report, he felt that his eyes were black and his whole world was spinning.

"...Hai..." There was no change in Machida's face, and his tone was unhurried and unhurried. He explained the cause and effect of the matter exactly as if he was just stating something that had nothing to do with him.

This attitude made Panasonic very angry, but what could be done? Others reported the situation clearly and thoroughly and objectively, without making any excuses for themselves, and even if they wanted to have an attack, they could not find any reason.

"...Matsushita-kun..." Because of the action, except for Tanino returning to take charge of the work, Suzuki and Matsushita are currently working together, and it is estimated that this will continue for some time.

Matsushita sent Machida Yu away and sat across from Suzuki. The two were speechless for a moment. Although they expected a possible defeat, the result was...

"...Sigh..." Suzuki sighed and said with a hint of helplessness: "The matter is a foregone conclusion, and it is difficult to change anything else. What we should do is to look at this matter correctly and find out the reasons for the failure, so as to avoid the next time.

fail."

Suzuki spoke first, seeking truth from facts or looking for reasons and excuses, but he did not want to dwell on this failure and uselessly vent his emotions.

Matsushita nodded and said: "How did Mr. Emura report? When Mr. Machida reported the situation, he would only describe it from beginning to end. Although it was detailed, it was not a personal experience. There were many hidden details. It would be very difficult for us to just listen to the report.

It’s hard to realize.”

Although the report is relatively subjective and seems to be looking for reasons and excuses, it does have merit. At least some of the problems can only be felt by those who have personally participated.

Suzuki knew what Matsushita meant, but he still listened to Matsushita's narration of Machida's report before speaking.

"Emura-kun's report is not much different from what Machida-kun said, but his report does contain a lot of subjective feelings. He believes that the biggest problem lies in the sharpness of the opponent's equipment..."

Speaking of this, Suzuki was also a little helpless. Originally, in terms of national strength, technology, etc., this was where they should have the upper hand. However, due to one reason or another, it turned out that the opponent used the weapon that had the advantage.

Press them down and beat them.

Panasonic nodded and said: "There was indeed a mistake in the selection of equipment this time. The submachine gun that was originally thought to be of great use turned out to be unable to even hit the opponent..."

"...No, no, no..." Suzuki waved his hand and shook his head, saying: "That's not the only thing we lack. Our attitude, thoughts, concepts and even cognition towards this matter are already far behind our opponents.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that we are not from combat troops! Our view of this matter is only limited to the firepower, range, etc. of firearms. Of course, this does not mean that it has nothing to do with these things, but this matter does not only involve these things.

Let me paraphrase Mr. Emura's description of some scenes on the battlefield! In the first scene, our soldiers armed with action rifles exchanged fire with enemies armed with semi-automatic rifles in the rice fields.

In the rice fields, there are a lot of rice blocks, so it is difficult to find the exact location of the enemy. We can only shoot in a general direction. The opponents are at least soldiers of the same quality as us, so we almost only have one shot.

Once the gun fires, your approximate location will be exposed. The opponent can shoot at your position multiple times in a row. The range it can cover is larger and the hit probability is higher. At least a dozen of Emura-kun and Machida-kun's subordinates are

casualties caused by this.

At the level of weapons, even a small gap can have such tragic consequences between opponents of the same level. This may be something we have never clearly realized.

In the second act, when it was still dark, the opponent's gun used special tools to reduce and disperse the sound of gunfire, and almost reduced all the fireworks of the gun..."

Suzuki described the scene in detail, and then said: "What I want to say here is not the difference in equipment between the two sides, but the grasp of the timing on the battlefield. A small advantage can be taken advantage of by the opponent, and

Take the opportunity to get rid of us.

This is not a matter of luck. From the beginning, the other party chose to go to the large rice fields. It should be based on their own circumstances and deliberately. Regardless of the difference in gunfire, the other party planned in advance or keenly seized the opportunity.

,All…"

Suzuki hesitated helplessly before continuing: "In addition, the gap does not stop at these points. It is a bit boastful to say that the quality of both sides is at the same level. The opponent's physical fitness, firearms shooting, etc. are definitely not inferior to the soldiers we dispatched.

And in terms of cooperation, tactics, coordination, etc., it is far superior to our temporary deployment of small teams. I won't go into more details. One thing is certain, in this kind of small-scale armed conflict, the opponent is far stronger than us.

The gap that caused all this was not as simple as a few guns. Why did the opponent form such a powerful team? Why did they spend so much time and money to research and equip them with these weapons? Why did they even study various tactics?

What we really lack is the recognition and exploration of the answers behind these questions, and even the roots of these answers, which is what I call cognition and thinking..."

Matsushita fell into deep contemplation as he listened to Suzuki's long speech. As soon as he mentioned this, he also realized the problem, and the anger he had previously hidden in his heart turned into deep uneasiness.

In a daze, I didn't know how long I had been absent-minded. When I came back to my senses, Suzuki had already finished speaking and was looking at him quietly, his face looking a little pale.

Giving an apologetic look, Matsushita regained his composure and asked: "Suzuki-kun, from what you just said, the enemy we encountered today should be a standing or established professional armed force, right?"

Suzuki nodded and said: "This is Emura-kun's feedback. According to him, the tacit understanding and proficiency of the other party's cooperation are by no means a temporary piece. In addition, according to other intelligence information, the other party is also suspected of forming such a

An armed force."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Panasonic took a long breath, with a wry smile on his face, and said: "To be honest, this is probably a very threatening and destructive force to us.

A strong enemy, I no longer have confidence in this confrontation..."

Matsushita didn't tell the whole story, but Suzuki felt the uneasiness and even fear in his words, and was a little silent for a while. It took him a while to adjust his mentality.

"In the city, we should be able to take advantage of some geographical advantages, and no matter how clever the opponent's methods are, it is impossible to hide a large number of manpower into the city. Our advantage should be considerable, otherwise the opponent would not be so hidden.

As for what I said, the problem does exist, but it is difficult to fundamentally solve it in a short time. I can only try my best to find ways to make up for it. At worst, I will use some special things to make up for it. I will find a way to solve this!"

Looking at Suzuki with a fierce look in his eyes, Matsushita felt that the other party was more aggressive than him, but now he was a bit more timid than the other party before.

Maybe it’s not an illusion. After all, as the situation changes, so do their respective situations. I used to think that it was enough to hold on to one-third of an acre, but now I find that the enemy’s threat is too great. If I don’t take the initiative to eliminate it, I will probably beat them...



"...beep...beep...beep..."

The streets were bustling with traffic and people were passing by. The summer heat had subsided and the morning before the heat wave seemed quite lively.

The smoke of gunfire outside the city and the murders in the city are just gimmicks to attract attention in the newspapers and fodder for conversation after dinner.

Life goes on as usual, or has to go on as usual. How many people in this endless crowd are not running for life?

"...Oh...why don't you go back and get some clothes to take with you? I might as well sleep in the office during this period, or I might as well squeeze in with you guys in the dormitory."

"What happened yesterday, Director? Did something happen again?" Hearing the older man in the back seat complaining, a neat young man with short inches in the passenger seat stuck his head out and asked.

Hearing this, the older man folded the newspaper in his hand a few times, handed it over, and motioned for the other party to read the contents.

"This place? People from Nanjing, I heard that there seemed to be activities around here. Could it be that they did it? This is really cruel!"

Looking at the murder reported in the newspaper, the speculator boss was stabbed to death in broad daylight in an alley, his body was hidden in a garbage dump, and his home was ransacked, blah blah blah.

"Director, how did you know that this was done by someone from Nanjing? No matter how I looked, I couldn't tell that?"

The young man looked left and right, several times, and finally raised his head with a frustrated look on his face and asked the middle-aged man his questions.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he took out several other newspapers from the side and handed them over. They were all reports on the case. The young man read them, but still didn't find anything fishy.

"Use your brain! Zhatian's case was reported for the first time today. The process of the incident, the whole story, the nature of the case, and the punishments are basically the same.

What does this mean? It means that either someone has instructed the newspaper to report this matter, or the patrol room has already made a decision and released these so-called inside information.

Needless to say, there must be something fishy about the former. As for the latter, it would be too late for them to cover up a case of this vile nature! How could so much news be released and so widely reported by so many newspapers?

Putting these things aside, look at the description of the case. If it is true, it was at least the work of a group of cruel and cunning villains. Is the patrol room so capable that it can be investigated in just one day, or even shorter?

Looking at the description again, the victim had a habit of hiding money at home. As a result, thugs were attracted and everything was robbed. If this is true, it means that the family has let the murderer take out all the money.

The victim has nothing to exploit, so contact the higher authorities. The murderer will be difficult to find. Do you think the patrol room will be so active? Find out these problems so quickly?

So! From a normal perspective, this matter is full of weirdness, which can only mean that things are not normal, so there must be something fishy in it.

No matter who is behind the content of these reports, their purpose must be to nail the nature of the case to the robbery of wealth and prevent others from making a fuss about the case.

And currently in Shanghai, who are the people involved in this case that would allow the Concession Patrol Office to help cover it up? Combined with other news, wouldn’t the result be ready to come out?”

"...Oh oh..." The young man suddenly realized, his face and eyes were full of admiration. The middle-aged man's face was quite helpful, but his mouth was a bit hypocritical.

After Tu Lu flattered him a lot, the young man straightened his expression and asked: "Director, are you worried that the Japanese have suffered a loss there and will turn around to make us uncomfortable?"

The director nodded and said: "We have to be on guard! At least until now, I haven't heard of the Japanese taking any advantage. Maybe someone will get angry and turn around and use us as a weak persimmon to vent their anger!"

"...Sigh... This road is getting more and more congested. Let's try another route next time. The longer we stay on this road, the higher the risk will be!"

After the director finished speaking, he didn't actually ask the driver to turn around and go back. The main reason was that there were people coming and going, so it was impossible to turn around! The car was almost stopped due to the crowd.

"...Dong dong dong... Sir, do you want a newspaper? Today's new newspaper has big news!"

The knocking on the window and the shouting startled the director. He looked around carefully and saw nothing unusual, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"...I remembered to draw the curtains!" the director muttered, rolled down the window, and bought a few new newspapers.

After the young man knocked on the car window with a towel and wiped it several times before leaving, the director solemnly hung up the curtain. After trying it a few times to confirm that it was securely hung, he picked up the new newspaper and continued reading.

"You see, the rhetoric of such tabloid reports is the same as that of major newspapers. It can also rule out the possibility of major newspapers obtaining exclusive inside information through channels, and it also confirms the speculation."

The director handed out a new newspaper. As for the one that seemed to be a little thicker, it had already slipped through and sat under his butt.


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