"Someone, put out the fire." In the dark night, the burning house woke up the neighbors of Chen Shou's family around him, and many people took out pots to fetch water, but the fire had already started from the sky, even if the fire was extinguished, this person was probably burned down.

"It's over, more than a dozen members of the Chen family, young and old, will be burned to death like this. Do evil. An old man with a white beard stomped his feet. Cried out in grief.

Overland access to Tianjin. Looking for Wang Hailong, who had already taken off Ye Xingyi and changed into the clothes of the adjutant of the Huai Army of the Great Qing Dynasty, he got up immediately, and looked at Chen Shou, who was full of fear and confusion in the prisoner car, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

It's easy to rob people, the problem is how to send them to Lushun or Tianjin safely after snatching them, and in the end, Wang Hailong thought of a way, that is, to put Chen Shou's family in a prisoner car, and then swagger disguised as an escort officer, so that no one would interrogate him all the way.

"Stationmaster, Director Zhong can let us kidnap Chen Shou, why do you have to bring his family together and set fire to his house." An intelligence officer disguised as a soldier with a spear on his back asked.

After hearing this, Wang Hailong smiled slightly. He knew that Director Zhong cared so much, and even sent electricity three times, which proved that this person was very useful to the director and even the marshal, since it was useful, then he couldn't be worried, anyway, he came here, it was better to take it away together, and burn down his nest, so that Chen Shou could only rest assured in Lushun in the future.

At the Lushun Headquarters, the cold wind blew the trees outside the door, and a lot of dead grass was swept up into the sky, and then fell like a kite with a broken string on the corner or even on the road frozen with a thin layer of ice.

In the headquarters, a map of the Northeast was spread out on the table, and Liu Jun pondered on a route on it from time to time. The route came out from the northeast, then passed through Jilin, and arrived at the garrison of the Fourth Corps.

This is a route for transporting grain. Zhong Lin next to him was also standing in front of the red arrow, just like Liu Jun, his brows were tightly locked. "Damn, where the hell have you been?" Liu Jun threw down the pen in his hand in annoyance, and depressedly picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup placed next to him.

Two days ago, the Fourth Corps sent a telegram from Iketanga that most of the grain transported from Heilongjiang had completely arrived, but only one batch, about 3,000 quintals of grain, had not arrived for a long time. This situation was reported to Liu Junhou. Liu Jun thought that Feng Guozhang did not send it, and sent a telegram to inquire. However, Feng Guozhang's telegram replied very clearly, the grain was sent at the same time, and a company of escorts was dispatched, not to mention, but also mobilized migrant workers to transport it.

This is strange, since the grain mobilized from Heilongjiang has already departed, why it has not reached the grain depot of the Fourth Corps for nearly ten days. Liu Jun calculated this distance, not to mention ten days, even five days, and he could reach it completely.

"Head, do you want Feng Guozhang to send a reconnaissance team to check along the transportation route, Liu Jun's depression made Zhong Lin on the side come back to his senses, and proposed to mobilize troops to conduct a reconnaissance in order to figure out where the team transporting grain arrived.

It is not surprising that this grain, which was part of the use of the Fourth Corps and the people who cleared the wasteland, has now disappeared in transit for no reason.

Picking up the teacup and blowing the tea leaves, Liu Jun did not speak, but nodded.

Liu Jun nodded, that proved that it could be carried out, and after Zhong Lin wrote down the order, he immediately walked out to deliver the order.

In the northeast, the snow is white as far as the eye can see, and the thick snow buries everything. The trees are frozen and glowing in the winter sun. The weather of minus 20 degrees has made the entire official road, which used to be full of business travel, deserted. The silence was incomparable.

There was a slight jolt. The snow on the branches of the trees was shaken by this vibration and began to slide snow down the ground.

Drive...... A group of Lushun soldiers in gray uniforms and riding on horses were speeding on the official road that was already covered with too much snow.

"Commander, there are traces of burning here." A soldier with a rifle on his back grabbed his horse and pointed to a place not far away.

"Let's go over and have a look." Zhang Zuolin, commander of the Second Corps and the Seventh Division of the Fourth Army, looked at the blackened trees and weeds that had not yet burned completely. He frowned all at once.

Jumping off the horse, Zhang Zuolin led more than 100 people behind him to run somewhere.

Zhang Zuolin received an order from Feng Guozhang this morning, that is, to conduct a thorough investigation along the route of the troops transporting military rations to see where the problems had occurred. It's not that Zhang Zuolin was deliberately asked, but Zhang Zuolin's defense area, he still saw the military rations out of the city that day, and then there was no news, Feng Guozhang estimated that if something happened, it would definitely appear there.

No, Zhang Zuolin frowned. Began to see a lot of things around me.

There are mountains on both sides here, only a flat land in the middle, and there are no people at all for more than ten kilometers around here. This large ash has not yet completely burned pine wood, where did it come from.

"One platoon is on guard, and two platoons and three platoons are in battle formation, searching for a distance of five hundred meters. See what you can find. Zhang Zuolin thought calmly for a moment and gave an order.

Strange, what the hell is this, Zhang Zuolin squatted down, and grabbed a stick from it that had not yet burned completely, flattened, and there was some smooth amount of oil in it.

"Regiment commander, the second platoon found a large number of corpses in front, including our Lushun Army." The guards ran over. With a panicked face, he reported to Zhang Zuolin, who was squatting on the ground.

What the? Zhang Zuolin threw down the things in his hand at once, trotted all the way, and came to the place where the body was found in the second row.

Sure enough, in this radius of less than fifty meters, there were many corpses, most of them were civilians, and some of them were the Lushun soldiers wearing Lushun military uniforms, and he could see that these people were the troops and civilians who transported supplies that day.

It's just that now they don't know who pulled off their coats, except for their hats, there are no guns and ammunition left.

Fifty meters, eight people pile, Zhang Zuolin calculated, at least more than 500 people. What happened here, who pulled their clothes off.

"Map." Zhang Zuolin shouted loudly.

Bang, a military map was instantly placed in front of Zhang Zuolin, who was young and calculating.

There was no human population around, and ordinary people did not dare to attack such a large army.

Following the map, Zhang Zuolin ruled out everything, and finally the target was locked in one place.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Zuolin suddenly understood something. Turning his head, he looked coldly at the mountain that could be faintly seen in the distance.

"Send a telegram to the commander, we have found the trace of the transport team......"

In Lushun, Liu Jun's house, the snow outside has begun to melt under the sun, and the snow that melts from time to time will drip down the tiles to the ground from time to time, making a crisp sound.

In the hall, Liu Jun, his wives and Xiang'er, Aixinjue Luo Ruojing were sitting together with a few old mothers and maids who came over at that time, eating hot pot happily.

Liu Jun has no adults or villains, living under one roof is a family, during this time, several old mothers who love Xinjue Luo Ruojing have also forgotten the empty red envelopes they received at the beginning, and some of them refer to a kind of gratitude, with the right master, not only will they not be scolded, but they can eat together.

"Come on, this is the slice of meat I cut with my own hands, eat more." Liu Jun picked up a piece of lean meat that had been scalded and was about to put it into the bowl of Aixin Jueluo Ruojing.

En hum, a light hum that didn't care, Liu Jun didn't know who to give the meat to at once, and he saw that the other two wives were looking at each other with big eyes, that kind of jealous gaze.

"You guys do it yourself, I'll do it anyway." Liu Jun didn't care about Wu Xiaoyan and Li Maolian, and after giving the meat to Aixinjue Luo Ruojing, he began to pick up the rice bowl.

Outside the courtyard of the "head ......", Zhong Lin's voice made Liu Jun's heart chuckle.

Every time, as long as Zhong Lin made this hurried and nervous sound. It's definitely not a good thing.

Before he could put down his job, Liu Jun saw Zhong Lin rushing in, panting and not saying anything, and picking up a telegram in his hand.

Frowning, Liu Jun put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Guozhang made an urgent call. The team transporting the grain was found. Zhong Lin's face was a little ugly.

"Where?" Liu Jun frowned.

Zhong Lin handed out the telegram and motioned for Liu Jun to read it for himself.

Liu Jun was not polite, he took the telegram directly and read it twice.

With a snapping sound, Liu Jun crumpled the telegram in his hand and threw it on the ground. There was a look of anger and terror on his face.