Lu Huaiyan smiled, then his expression suddenly changed. He asked, "Do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't say anything? We have enough evidence in our hands. Now we just want to give you a chance to confess and be lenient."
Wang Zhenqiang obviously didn't believe it, and sneered disdainfully: "I'm not that easy to fool. With the evidence, why are you still trying to interrogate me?"
Lu Huaiyan stared into his eyes and continued, "Why would I lie to you? We have tortured your accomplice severely. He said that your action time will be tomorrow morning and the ambush location will be at Bridge No. 7, right?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenqiang subconsciously retorted: "I knew you were lying to me. It's not nine o'clock in the morning, it's clearly tonight..."
Wang Zhenqiang's face suddenly changed when he was halfway through his words. He realized that he had fallen into a trap, but it was too late to take it back.
His eyes widened, his face full of regret.
Lu Huaiyan sneered, and without delay, he strode out of the tent, waved to the PLA soldiers at the door, and said, "Keep an eye on him!"
"receive!"
Afterwards, Lu Huaiyan did not delay and hurried to the main tent.
In the main tent, Political Commissar Wang and his men looked worried. Suddenly, they saw Lu Huaiyan striding in. They hurriedly went to greet him and asked repeatedly, "What's going on? Did you find out the truth?"
Lu Huaiyan's eyes darkened and he nodded.
In his previous life, he only knew that the support information had been changed, and the original Bridge No. 7 was changed to Bridge No. 3, but he did not know the ambush time of the local area.
He just tried to trick Bridge No. 7, but he didn't expect it to be blown up.
"What did you say?" Commander Fang asked quickly.
Lu Huaiyan walked to the conference table and said, "The bridge we should support is Bridge No. 7. The news about Bridge No. 3 is fake news. The enemy has already ambushed Bridge No. 3 tonight."
Upon hearing this, Political Commissar Wang took a long puff of his cigarette and nodded, saying, "Bridge No. 3 is a critical node, and we must not let it down."
When everyone heard this, they nodded, each with a more serious expression than the last.
They immediately conveyed the news to all camps on the front line.
All of a sudden, the commanders of each camp gathered together urgently to discuss the map and think about how to break the enemy's ambush.
Originally, they could have chosen to go directly to Bridge No. 7.
But now a large number of enemy troops are ambushed at Bridge No. 3. If they can seize this opportunity and seriously injure the enemy, the subsequent battles will be much easier.
So now they must discuss the best tactics to capture Bridge No. 3.
The map is densely covered with various marks, like a silent war.
Based on this information, everyone studied the terrain around Bridge No. 3 and quickly analyzed the areas where the defense was relatively weak.
Lu Huaiyan had the memories of his previous life and knew that the No. 3 Bridge was where the most ambushes were set up, so he did some further research.
In the tent, he pointed to a point on the map and said seriously, "I've studied it. As long as we can take this place, we can directly cut off the enemy's supply line and defeat their most difficult camp. Once this camp is breached, they will definitely not be able to turn the tables, and everything that follows will be solved easily."
After hearing this, everyone looked down at the direction he pointed, thought carefully, and nodded in agreement.
With a winning tactic in mind, all camps became excited.
Because of the bad weather and terrain disadvantages, they had been suppressed by the enemy for a long time. Although they did not lose, it was very uncomfortable because the enemy had always been in the upper hand. Now they relied on this battle to turn the tide.
Now, Lu Huaiyan's image in the military camp has become even more great.
Ever since he brought the troops from the Beijing Military Region to the front line to provide support, good news has come one after another.
Political Commissar Wang and Commander Fang sat on chairs, looking at the maps on the wall and the battle diagrams on the table, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved.
It's finally getting better.
The anger that had been stuck in their hearts dissipated a lot, and they even felt that the air was a lot fresher.
However, they did not dare to relax. After being happy for a while, they quickly made a concerted effort and started the next battle plan.
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