Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 309 Catch those rats at all costs!

"Report, Commander of the 33rd Division, Lu Chong, reporting to you!"

Wei Shanhe waved his hands in annoyance: "Are there any outsiders here? Don't try to be so rude. Come and sit down."

Lu Chong smiled and sat down on the sofa: "What's the matter, Lao Wei?"

Wei Shanhe glanced outside, then closed the door and said in a low voice, "The latest news is that the xxx granary was burned down."

"Oh, when did it happen?"

"Last night."

Lu Chong widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief: "Could it be..."

"Shh..." Wei Shanhe made a hushed gesture. "I'm not sure either, so I came to you to ask. After all, you've had a lot of contact with him. Do you think he looks like him?"

Lu Chong pondered for a moment, then spoke, "From what I know about him, this tactic of cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron does seem a bit like him. However, from what I understand, there are at least 20 or 30 people watching over that granary, right?"

Wei Shanhe slapped his thigh and said, "This is what I can't understand. Do you think it's possible for one person to kill twenty or thirty times more enemies without any preparation?"

"Let me think about it. In the early days, weren't there just three of us who captured an entire enemy battalion?"

"Uh... well, that's true. Those guys' fighting power is as good as paper."

The two exchanged glances, and then Lu Chong smiled and changed the subject.

"Of course, I think there is another possibility."

"Oh, tell me?"

"The facilities are outdated and the circuits are aging, which caused the fire."

"Hahahaha, that does make sense. Those guys have such poor infrastructure, they definitely don't regularly inspect and repair the circuits. An occasional spark is perfectly normal."

Lu Chong asked curiously, "Besides that, is there any other specific news?"

Wei Shanhe shook his head: "At present, we only know that the fire has been burning since last night and it has not been extinguished yet."

Lu Chong was stunned: "It's already 10 o'clock in the morning, and it's still burning? Are you playing?"

Wei Shanhe smiled: "There's a lot of rice, flour, oil, and meat stored in the granary. These are the best combustion aids, so they have to burn for a long time."

"Besides, there's no one around here, and the roads are so poorly built, even if a fire truck arrives next year, it might not be able to get through."

"As for the specific reason, I guess we can only know it after the fire is put out."

Lu Chong chuckled and said, "I'll take a gamble, it's probably due to aging circuits."

Wei Shanhe laughed heartily. "I think it's probably someone smoking and throwing cigarette butts around. Anyway, no matter what, cutting off their food supply is something worth celebrating."

"It's almost time for dinner, so you can stay here and eat."

"I'll ask the kitchen to cook two more dishes so we can have a small celebration."

Lu Chong raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you take out your aged Moutai and have a couple of drinks?"

Wei Shanhe immediately looked alert: "What are you talking about? I saved that wine for my birthday. If you are of your level, just drink two bottles of Jianlibao. I have things to do this afternoon..."

......

In the intensive care unit of a city's tertiary hospital.

Ge Hongbin was wearing a mask and shoe covers, standing in front of a hospital bed with a complicated expression.

The man on the bed was wrapped in gauze and had a tube in his throat.

The instrument beside him kept making a dripping sound as his chest rose and fell.

Seeing his son become what he is now, he felt like he had a blockage in his heart and couldn't breathe.

Ge Hongbin sighed deeply in his heart. If only he had been allowed to apply to an art college and supported his dream of painting instead of forcing him to go to military school.

He wouldn't have held a grudge against me and treated me like an enemy over the years.

I wouldn't have to lie in bed and suffer so much.

Ge Hongbin left the intensive care unit somewhat disappointedly, and the heavy isolation door had just been closed.

An attending physician came toward him and saluted.

"How is my son now?"

"Commander, I was just about to report to you that your son is no longer in danger of death and can be transferred to the intensive care unit tomorrow."

"So, when can you wake up?"

"His surgery was very successful. According to our estimates, he should be able to wake up in a week at most."

The attending physician said, "However, after waking up, he will still need some time for rehabilitation. As you know, it's a brain injury after all, so there's always a recovery process."

Ge Hongbin nodded and said gratefully, "Thank you for your trouble. If there is any progress later, please feel free to contact me."

The attending physician nodded: "Of course, of course..."

After taking off his mask, Ge Hongbin prepared to leave the hospital and return to the army.

At his level, there are so many things to do every day that he can’t handle them all.

Even to come here to visit my son, I have to squeeze out time.

As soon as Ge Hongbin got into the car, his secretary suddenly said, "Commander, I have something to report to you."

Ge Hongbin nodded: "Go ahead."

Secretary: "Last night..."

After hearing what happened, Ge Hongbin narrowed his eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, he smiled and shook his head.

That boy is really brave.

Just do what you say, without any ambiguity.

"Commander, I think this matter is very likely..."

"Ok, I know."

Ge Hongbin said with emotion: "Ge Zhiyong has trained a good soldier and made a good brother who can be trusted with his life!"

The secretary asked with concern: "Commander, how is Xiaoyong doing now? Is he out of danger?"

Ge Hongbin nodded. "The doctor said he can be transferred to the intensive care unit for rehabilitation tomorrow. He's definitely back from the brink of death. I estimate he'll be able to open his eyes and wake up in a week."

"Compared to him, I'm more worried about Qin Feng. The more he fuels this fire, the more dangerous his situation will be."

"Then, how about contacting Kevin Lei and asking him to send someone..."

Before the secretary could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ge Hongbin.

"Lei Bao is too busy to split up, and Yuan Feng and his team are also in trouble overseas, and the problem is also very difficult."

"As for Qin Feng... he's a smart man. The reason he didn't report it was so he didn't drag us into it."

"At this moment, all his actions only represent his personal stance and have nothing to do with us."

"We don't know where he's gone or what he's doing. This is the best way to protect and help him."

The secretary was silent. Although he understood the reason, he still sighed in his heart.

Although he had never met Qin Feng, he knew that he was a pure soldier, a hero who was willing to shed his blood for his motherland.

The car started slowly. Ge Hongbin turned his head to look at the cloudy sky outside and the sun hidden behind the clouds, muttering to himself.

"May everything go well and everyone return safely..."

......

"Fuck, fuck! Bastards, bastards, a bunch of bastards!"

I saw the photos of the fire scene handed to me by my subordinates.

There were also corpses that were carried out and burned to charcoal.

Lessinger was shaking with anger, like a volcano erupting.

Especially when he saw that the other party didn't even let a dog go, he could no longer hold back.

He angrily picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it against the wall, breaking it into pieces.

The confidant standing next to him was also terrified and didn't dare to breathe.

After a long while, the confidant dared to slowly open his mouth.

"Sir, according to speculation, the enemy has at least five people. Otherwise, it would be impossible to eliminate so many people quietly..."

Lessinger's chest was constantly bullied, his beard was shaking with anger, and he pointed a finger and said viciously.

"Give it to me, contact Gray Cat immediately and have them send out their most elite fighters! No matter who those people are, I will kill them without a burial place!"

"Also, have the intelligence department step up their efforts. I now highly suspect these rats are coming from the other side!"

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away!"

The confidant turned and left, but the anger in Lessinger's heart was still difficult to calm down.

He never dreamed that while his plan was still in the making, the other party had already taken action.

Moreover, the slap landed directly on his face.

Although it is just a granary, its geographical location and importance are really huge.

There has been a saying since ancient times that food and supplies must be sent before the army moves.

Now all the food has been burned down, leaving him helpless. How can he carry out his next plan?

Lessinger slapped the photo and cursed, "Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will catch you stinking rats and skin you alive!"

[Squeak, squeak, squeak, the little mouse is here to ask for some free gifts from everyone. Are there any brothers or sisters?]