"Your Excellency, Wing Commander, there was an exchange of fire between the alert unit and the enemy's small reconnaissance unit half an hour ago"

Nakaichi Ono reported the latest intelligence to Yoji Matsuda from within the Interim Headquarters.

"There are about ten people in this reconnaissance team, each of them is equipped with Mauser military pistols, and they are very skilled in tactical movements, they should all be experienced veterans, the alert team pursued for half an hour and was finally escaped by the other party, and because of the terrain, the cavalry team failed to catch up with the battle"

"There were no casualties among the vigilance team"

The report was very concise and to the point.

"Half an hour of pursuit?" Yoji Matsuda frowned.

Half an hour of pursuit, then the pursuit distance is at least more than three kilometers, which is too far.

"Wing Commander, rest assured, I have arranged a squadron to be on standby at any time, and with the high speed of the cavalry squad, this is far from the enemy's ambush and there is no return."

Although he didn't understand the co-captain's caution and felt that his own co-captain was too nervous, Ono still did his best to complete the co-captain's order to strengthen the vigilance.

"Pass the order, prohibit the pursuit in the future, shoot and alert as soon as the enemy is discovered, and retreat as soon as the enemy leaves the warning range."

Yoji Matsuda shook his head.

If the ambusher is at the same level as more than half a month ago, as long as the terrain is suitable, an infantry squad will be crippled within a few minutes, and maybe even the cavalry that follows will only go up to send people to the head.

"I hope there aren't too many outliers like that"

Thinking back to the battle experience of more than half a month ago, recalling the attacker's incredibly accurate marksmanship, and that incredibly agile movements, Matsuda Yoji could only silently pray in his heart that there were not too many such monsters.

"Yes" frowned, and glanced at his own wing captain strangely, and Ono Nakachi could only agree.

He then left the Provisional Command.

Outside the temporary headquarters, walking in the military tents, looking at the soldiers on first-level alert around him, Xiao Nozhong's frowning brows did not relax at all, and he took out more than a dozen bullet casings from his arms.

These dozen or so shells were left by the enemy reconnaissance team just now, and he specially collected them.

And looking at the pure copper bullet casings in his hand, he fell into deep thought.

The same bullet casings were found in the wasteland where Captain Yoji Kanda was attacked, in the forest where his squad was wiped out when he first arrived in Wanping Castle, and in the place where Kanda Higashino Shaosa was.

Mauser pistol shells were very common in the Republic of China, and he also captured a lot of Mauser pistol bullets on the battlefield, and this batch of cartridge shells was the same as the specifications he had seen before, but in terms of quality, it was simply two things.

These shells are really well made.

Even though bullet casings require high machining accuracy, these are really sophisticated and a bit excessive.

There are no indentations, no wrinkles, no line marks on its surface.

There is no difference in height, size, and shape of the shells with the naked eye.

A dozen of them are exactly the same, not nearly 100,000 shells.

Just as there are no two leaves in the world, there will be no two shells in the world.

However, looking at the bullet casing in his hand, Ono was a little confused in his eyes.

This does not conform to the laws of industry, let alone the Empire, even Europe, America and Germany cannot make it.

First, one person killed more than a hundred elite infantry of the empire head-on, then a thousand tons of supplies in the warehouse disappeared inexplicably, and finally tens of thousands of identical bullet casings were seen.

There are strange things every year, and this year is especially numerous·····

Putting the bullet casing in his hand into his pocket, Ono's brow soothed.

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In the north at the end of December, under the silver light of the crescent moon, the earth seems to be covered with a silvery white veil.

Guarding the wilderness in this weather is not an easy task, especially if you can't light a fire yet.

At one of the devils' outposts, the three little devils hid in the grass, scanning the surroundings with their eyes alertly, which was two kilometers away from the main camp, and they were the farthest guard posts.

"Hisss · "

The sound of violent teeth chattering kept ringing, and the three little devils hugged the military blanket that was not thick, and relied on the trembling of their whole bodies to keep warm.

"Damn, why are you setting up a guard post so far away? Is this trying to freeze us to death? Isn't this place the hinterland of the Empire's occupied territory?" the captain of the little devil detachment took out a small bottle of sake from his arms tremblingly, and after taking a sip, his teeth chattered and cursed.

"Captain, too... Give us a drink," said a devil soldier behind him in the same trembling tone.

Glancing at the soldier beside him, after hesitating for a moment, the detachment leader still handed over the wine bottle.

"Only drink a little," the squad leader admonished.

Although the night vigilance duty can be divided into sake for warmth, but in fact, it is very rare, let alone drunk, this bit of wine is gone, a big sip is gone, and it is only available at the level of the team leader.

"Yes," the devil soldier took a sip and returned the bottle to the detachment leader.

"Captain, there are still three hours before the shift can be changed, why don't I go and secretly light a fire to keep warm, we are far away from other guard posts here, as long as you are careful not to be discovered, moreover, the strength of our brigade is here, it is impossible for the enemy to dare to attack us at night" After drinking a little, this devil soldier recovered his spirit a little, and tempted his detachment leader, he was really too cold to stand it.

Seeing that the captain of his own detachment frowned slightly, looking a little tempted but scared, he further tempted.

"There's a little earthen ditch over there, where a fire won't be discovered, and we can take turns baking clothes and blankets, so that we don't delay the vigilance and are more comfortable."

"Okay, remember to be careful of concealment"

Nodding, the squad leader was finally moved.

Then the soldier crept out of the grass and prepared to make a fire to keep warm.

"Kitahara-kun, do you want to take a sip, drink some wine to keep warm, wait for you to go to the fire for the second one, I'll be the last," the squad leader then said to the other soldier.

However, after several seconds, he received no answer.

"Kitahara-kun? Kitahara-kun? Asleep? ”

Puzzled for a moment, the squad leader could only stretch out his hand and shake the soldiers beside him.

However, there was still no movement, and under the tactile perception of the detachment leader's hand, the body of this devil named Kitahara-kun was cold.

"Did you freeze to death?"

The cold touch made the team leader realize that something was wrong, and he quickly got up and turned over Kitahara-kun's body.

Then, he saw that there was a pool of blood on the ground, this blood had already coagulated, obviously this soldier named Kitahara-kun had been dead for a long time, and then he touched his fingers, and by the faint moonlight, he found that there was a huge bullet hole on the side of Kitahara-kun's head.

For a moment, the team leader only felt a piercing chill emanating from his spine all over his body.