Pei Xin couldn't hold back anymore when he mentioned Lao Yu, and criticized his comrade mercilessly.

An Hai has heard such objections countless times.

But this was an organizational appointment, and I simply couldn't refuse it.

But now it's better, I have the initiative again.

"I have become the team leader. From now on, I will direct the field team's tasks."

"The top priority now is how to get the march plan!"

An Hai briefly explained and waited for Pei Xin to give him some constructive opinions.

Pei Xin looked up at An Hai, trying to get a thorough look at the person opposite him.

The son of a small warlord, a top student in the fifth phase of Huangpu, should have had a better future.

You must know that Beiyang and the Baoding Clan are closely connected. Although Nanjing is supported by the Huangpu Sect, the Baoding Clan also has a place.

You can always find some new backers by making friends and friends.

In addition, An Hai can be regarded as a disciple of the emperor, and he will be taken care of whether he goes up or down.

But from the first day they worked together, Pei Xin didn't see this silent man clearly. Over the past few years, there were no other changes except that he felt more silent.

However, since he came to Harbin, the tasks of the field team have become more and more prosperous under his command.

Pei Xin prides herself on being a calm person, but she will never be able to be as calm as An Hai.

That was his biological brother, they had grown up together, and their blood was thicker than water.

If it were me, I would have collapsed a long time ago.

Moreover, Pei Xin also knew that Lao Yu had just left Anhai's home not long ago, and he had just learned of An Le's death.

"How are you?"

Pei Xin asked tentatively.

Sometimes people are just so strange. They suffer huge grievances, setbacks, and difficulties without saying a word. Suddenly, when they hear a word of concern, all their defenses collapse instantly.

An Hai lowered his head, his whole body became like a shrimp, put his head on his knees, and kept twitching.

As if his spine had been broken, his whole body shrank into a ball.

The sound of heavy breathing came from the chair, like an old wolf that had lost its cubs, anger mixed with despair.

Great people who have changed the world will always talk about one thing when summarizing their successful experiences, and that is willpower.

An Hai's willpower is undoubtedly strong.

He was only in pain for a few seconds, and then he quickly sat up, as if he was not in pain just now, but was picking up the gloves that had been left on the ground.

"alright!"

"What information did you gather?"

An Hai regained his composure again, as if he was not the one who was suffering just now.

Pei Xin did not comfort her anymore, and she could not empathize with him.

In order to avoid such problems, she had already sent her family to Shanghai.

I used my savings over the years to buy a house in the concession for my family to settle down.

"Eryu did not die, but because his injuries were too serious, he was flown back to Tokyo by plane overnight to prepare for medical treatment and rescue."

"Eryu has royal blood, and the big guys in the military are very concerned about it and ordered the Kwantung Army to find the mastermind behind the assassination!"

As a reporter, Pei Xin naturally has first-hand information channels.

This was all revealed by the Assistant Minister of Police of Guandong Prefecture. This guy has already been completely taken down by Pei Xin, and he will call her whenever there is any trouble.

An Hai doesn't care about the follow-up of this guy Eryu, because he has been eliminated, and it is meaningless to talk about him now.

"What else?"

Pei Xin reacted immediately and understood what An Hai wanted to know.

"It can't be Okamura Neji."

"He is Jin Geda from the Imperial Sect. It is impossible to send him to the front line."

"Furthermore, Okamura Neiji has already planned this year's winter massacre, and Muto Nobuyoshi will not let him leave Xinjing."

"There is only one possibility left..." Pei Xin hesitated, not sure of his own judgment.

"Itagaki Seishiro?"

An Hai immediately thought of a name, thinking of the short butcher.

"Yes, that's him!"

"Oiso Kuniaki will soon go to Dalian to coordinate the conflict of the Fourth Corps, and then go to North Korea to discuss shipping issues."

"The remaining people can't be said to be idlers, but their abilities are mediocre."

"I simply cannot take on the position of frontline coach."

"Logically speaking, Muto Nobuyoshi should move his position. The fight on the Jehol front line is not going well."

"Feng Jun really wants to fight back to his old place. He has taken out the seventh heavy artillery regiment and three howitzer battalions that he is looking after."

"But the strength on paper is enough, but the real combat effectiveness is unknown."

"In this military friction of more than 50 rounds, the Feng faction lost more than it won."

"I heard that now, Marshal Zhang has listened to the bald head's advice and has resorted to Zeng Guofan's tactics, forming a stronghold and fighting to the death."

"In balance, find the Kwantung Army's flaws!"

When Pei Xin thought of Fengjun's combat effectiveness, she felt sad in her heart.

As a Chinese, of course we want our country’s military to look down on us.

But over the past 100 years, the army has not provided the backbone of the country.

Repeated defeats and repeated battles, repeated battles and repeated defeats.

"We are intelligence field services, not soldiers. The war in Rehe is not under our control."
Chapter completed!