An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 255 Reconnaissance (Part 1)

This unexpected meeting between the two was devoid of any pleasantries, and given their current relationship, there seemed to be no need for such exchanges.

In an effort to dilute the credibility of her initial nonsensical ramblings, Meng Youyou finally found an opportunity to strike back at the very end, stabbing wildly at the other side.

To deliver a clumsy line with poor acting skills, a lie riddled with holes and unable to withstand scrutiny.

Some people tell one lie, and then they have to use countless lies to cover it up.

As for Meng Youyou, she vaguely revealed a few true words, choosing to mix in "insincerity" and trying to ruin the whole pot of clear soup with a single bad apple.

In this way, a bunch of true and false statements are mixed together, and no one can tell which statement is true and which is false.

Some people gaze deeply with affection while uttering false vows. Others feign nonchalance, desperately trying to conceal their true feelings.

The former exaggerates his love, claiming it's not enough to move others. The latter belittles his love, claiming it's not frivolous enough to be looked down upon.

If an ordinary person were to encounter this situation, they would simply treat any statement that is difficult to distinguish as a lie.

But... Huo Qingshan has never been an ordinary person.

Using such trivial skills on a wartime reconnaissance team leader is like showing off one's axe before an expert.

It wasn't a sophisticated trick. Afterwards, if Meng Youyou had thought about it even a little, she would have felt that her methods were naive and crude.

She can openly admit to him how much she loved him in the past, and then wave goodbye; that takes courage.

She may stumble and fall, even shatter her self-esteem with her own hands, but after staggering to her feet, she still has to pick up the pieces scattered on the ground and piece them back together, one by one. That is resilience.

But she couldn't allow herself to so easily hand over her pride, letting others step on her and look down on her; that would be self-degradation.

She had to do something. Even if it wasn't very clever, even if it was a desperate measure, even if the results were questionable, it was still better than waiting to die.

……

At the No. 3 garrison cave in the forward defensive position of Area A, Huo Qingshan was making final troop deployments for the reconnaissance platoon.

Huo Qingshan was originally the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion of the 109th Regiment (reinforced regiment) in Area A. A month ago, he was urgently transferred away from the front line because the former deputy chief of the reconnaissance section was unfamiliar with the local terrain and lacked practical experience in the border mountainous areas. His proposed action resulted in a strategic error.

Following the principle of "assigning positions based on combat readiness and not being bound by rigid rules" in personnel selection, Commander Qiu demoted Huo Qingshan, who was familiar with the border terrain and had outstanding reconnaissance skills, but did not demote him, and transferred him to the reconnaissance system to serve as the deputy section chief of the reconnaissance section. Furthermore, because the previous platoon leader of the regiment's reconnaissance platoon had recently died in the line of duty, there was an urgent need for an officer with practical combat prestige to take charge, so half a month ago Huo Qingshan temporarily took on the important task of platoon leader of the reconnaissance platoon.

At this moment, water droplets seeped from the rock walls of the garrison cave, and the damp air was mixed with the sulfurous smell of explosives, the camphor smell of desiccant, and a faint trace of blood.

Huo Qingshan squatted in front of a makeshift table made of ammunition boxes, the copper casing of his compass gleaming coldly in his palm. In his other hand, he held a dagger, pointing at the sand table to assign tasks, with the team leaders crouching around him. The scouts formed a circle, their rifle butts still covered in grime, their pupils slightly contracted in the darkness, like a pack of nocturnal animals gathering their strength.

The man who spoke had a cold expression, and his instructions were concise and precise: "The preparation testing team, led by Old Cat and two chemical defense soldiers, will advance 400 meters westward from the drainage ditch outlet on the south side of the garrison cave, following the contour line of 142 meters, until they reach the target area."

Prioritize collecting liquids, such as crater water, dew on vegetation surfaces, and human vomit, followed by soil.

The eyes of everyone present followed the direction of the dagger tip.

Suddenly, the tip of the dagger stopped at the upper part of a ridgeline, and the voice warned, "Be careful to avoid the fake dead leaf minefield that the Y Army has set up in the Sanlu rubber forest."

Immediately afterwards, the man twirled the dagger in his hand and continued in a methodical voice: "Bioeffects team, Wind Wolf, take three scouts from your squad and take the old Panlujiang River channel. Be careful of the Y Army sentries at the third bend in the river."

Huo Qingshan slightly raised his eyes and looked at the deputy squad leader opposite him. He emphasized in a deep voice: "Due to regulations, a medic must accompany us. Two soldiers have been sent to the field hospital located on the second line to pick them up. They will arrive here within half an hour."

"The sanitation worker has the sole authority to sign off on biological sample collection. We must ensure the safety of personnel at all costs." The man spoke with sharp eyes, exuding an indescribable air of authority.

"Received." Wind Wolf replied decisively.

Huo Qingshan suddenly recalled his conversation with the military doctor before leaving the emergency station in the early hours of this morning—"This time the smoke is a little different from the previous ones; it seems like they added some other dirty stuff to it."

Huo Qingshan asked the military doctor, "Is it also an irritant?"

The military doctor did not answer directly at the time, but instead tapped the right side of his brain with the tip of his index finger, looking very enigmatic.

The man then looked at the wind wolf again and added, "Focus on collecting the carcasses of dead birds, frogs, rats, and insects in the target area."

Wind Wolf: "Yes."

The man withdrew his gaze and looked back at the sand table in front of him. "The video recording team will split into two groups. One group, led by Yan Hu and two scouts, will circle around from the blind spot of Hill 125, maintaining radio silence throughout, and approach to the outer edge of the minefield of the observation post. Remember to take pictures of the nameplate and filter tank model of the Y Army's disinfection vehicle."

Another group, led by Black Panther, infiltrated through the cable trenches, approaching the banana grove of NK460815. They followed the route of the Y Army's disinfection vehicles, remaining concealed, and ideally, pinpointing their preparation storage locations.

"Finally, the electronic reconnaissance team, which I will personally lead, with Vulture coming with me, and an interpreter will also be accompanying us. They will come over with the medic later."

Huo Qingshan straightened up, his eyes flashing with sharpness. He swept his gaze around and shouted, "Are all groups clear about the above tasks?"

"Understood." Everyone present answered in unison, their expressions firm.

"If you don't complete the mission, you'll be stuck in the mess hall peeling potatoes for three years." The man slammed the ammunition box heavily with the handle of his dagger, his tone leaving no room for argument. "But remember, I want irrefutable evidence, not martyrs!"