Chapter 1477: Locking on the target (first update, please subscribe)
Obviously, the identity of the murderer cannot be found out in a short while, it takes time.
After Ding En, Li Guoren and others left, Li Yian walked to the table, pulled it in front of him, and browsed it again, but what he browsed was not other content, but another report:< br>
“Marine Corps Sgt. During the battle with terrorists, Roger threw himself on a grenade to protect his comrades..."
Roger, from Tangshan, 23 years old, was born in Shandong Province. His father was a plantation worker and he accompanied him for 4 or 5 years. He came to Chang'an with his father and later settled in Yongning.
He joined the Marine Corps at the age of eighteen and was transferred to the guard force of the Tokyo Representative Office last year...
He is not only a Marine, but also the husband of his wife and the father of five children.
The information is very simple, but it outlines a typical image of the first generation of locals. They were born abroad and immigrated here. They studied and grew up here. Compared with the motherland where they lived when they were young, here It's their home.
They are truly the first generation.
“What a brave young man!”
Not only was he brave, but he was also willing to sacrifice himself for his comrades. Such a hero deserves to be remembered and rewarded.
After thinking about it, Li Yian signed the order to award him the Double Star Medal on the medal report submitted by the Marine Corps Command.
The Double Star Medal is the highest military medal here. It is awarded to members of all branches of the SEA armed forces, including the Army, Navy, Air Force, Marine Corps and Coast Guard. The recipient must "act in combat with the enemy." During the battle, he showed extraordinary bravery and fearlessness at the risk of his life." It was personally awarded by the supreme commander of the SEA armed forces, Li Yi'an himself.
Obviously, Roger meets the conditions for the award.
When signing the commendation order, Li Yian couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He didn't know if it was because he was getting older and his heart had softened a lot.
But this softness is only for one's own people, and the attitude towards foreigners is still the same as before.
"We must find those terrorists, kill them, and retaliate in kind!"
Looking at the young soldiers in the report, Li Yian only had this one thought left in his mind - revenge!
The only question is, who is the target of revenge?
Is the so-called "Free Asia" a small spontaneous group, or does it have behind-the-scenes supporters?
These are all questions.
What is the most difficult thing to control in this world?
It is a spontaneous terrorist organization - you don't even know they exist until they launch an attack.
With a few people, a few guns, and a pack of explosives, an organization may emerge.
Terrorist attacks are just a means for them to make a name for themselves, so the more this happens, the more they need to strike hard.
Because in the future, they will definitely launch more and bigger attacks.
Moreover, this "Free Asia" has done such a big thing right away. Next time, they will definitely launch a larger-scale attack.
Why is there such a judgment? Because in history, all terrorist organizations have prospered like this!
"These guys want to use us to make a name for themselves. I'm afraid your calculations are going to be wrong this time!"
After thinking about it, Li Yian picked up the phone on the table and dialed Called a number.
...
Zhou Jingran took a Gulfstream plane from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to Tokyo. The plane did not land at Tokyo International Airport, but at Atsugi Air Force Base.
Although this is a US military base, allies can also use it. After the plane landed, when Zhou Jingran and his colleagues got off the plane, they happened to see a military C130 transport plane next to them, with several crew members , a galvanized iron coffin covered with flags is being loaded onto a plane.
When the group saw this, they immediately walked over and stood at attention to salute. They knew that the iron coffin contained the Marine who died protecting his comrades.
After the iron coffin was loaded on the plane, the accompanying soldiers did not speak, but just nodded to them.
Then the group of people left in a car.
The next stop is the representative office.
A few hours later, the agents arrived at the scene of the attack in an off-road vehicle provided by the military. At this time, the place was full of military police, including Japanese police and foreign troops.
The streets were in chaos, as if swept by an invisible force. The car was blown to pieces, broken glass and twisted metal scattered all over the place, shining with a sad light in the sun. The smell of smoke and burning was suffocating in the air.
"The attack was first carried out by a car bomb explosion. According to preliminary exploration, they used at least 200 kilograms of explosives. Judging from the fragments at the scene, it is likely to be an aerial bomb."
Under the introduction of the on-site personnel, they carefully avoided obstacles on the ground and looked for clues with blazing eyes. Every detective was on edge, fearing to miss any clue. At the center of the explosion, a car was blown beyond recognition, and its license plate had been burned to ashes by the flames, making it unrecognizable. Detectives surrounded the wreckage of the car, examining it carefully, trying to find some useful information.
Suddenly, someone shouted:
“There is a discovery here!”
A piece of metal fragment caught their attention. There were some words on the fragment, which were in English.
“What weapons do terrorists use?”
"Kalashnikov assault rifle made in the Soviet Union."
This is a weapon used by terrorists. Finding the source of the firearms has become their biggest problem.
However, there are so many users of Kalashnikov assault rifles that it is very difficult to find out the source.
Soon, they arrived at the representative office building that was attacked by terrorists. In the battlefield-like hall, Zhou Jingran, like others, was busy looking for other evidence. His eyes are as sharp as an eagle, not sparing any corner.
Here, there are more than a dozen on-site investigators looking for evidence. What are they looking for?
Lost bullet casings, grenade fragments, etc., all of this evidence will help them find the enemy hiding in the shadows.
The traces of the enemy are among these evidences!
“They must be Javanese.”
Zhou Jingran suddenly said to his colleague Li Qin beside him, his tone was firm and confident.
Li Qin raised his head curiously and asked:
"How can you be so sure?"
Looking at the portraits drawn based on the descriptions of the people at the scene, Zhou Jingran explained:
"The first thing is their appearance. Although they are of yellow race, their appearance has... With the characteristics of Southeast Asians, in terms of appearance, , Javanese and Malaysians are very similar, but, you know, Malaysia has been very stable.”
Of course it is stable, many people have been thrown into the sea by planes, and others are suffering. After several "heartfelt outputs" from Kongshu, he became very honest.
“Then only the Javanese are left?”
Li Qin said:
“Yes! Only them!”
Zhou Jingran said:
“But the more important thing is intuition, which is an intuition for danger. Only they have such intuition, and...weapons, those weapons are everywhere in Java!"
Li Qin nodded after hearing this and agreed with Zhou Jingran's judgment.
However, this is just speculation. They continue to search for evidence at the scene, hoping to uncover the truth of this terrorist attack as soon as possible.
The surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and only their footsteps and breathing echoed. Every agent is well aware of the heavy responsibility they shoulder. They must find clues as soon as possible and bring the terrorists to justice. However, Zhou Jingran's speculation was soon confirmed. The attacker disclosed his identity and showed a photo of two Javanese in front of a car bomb.
From the photos, you can not only see the open letter they displayed, but also the model of the bomb - it is an aerial bomb left by the US military. You can see it from the rusty bomb. Come out, it was probably dug out of the ground.
In Japan, there are also many such bombs that did not explode. They are everywhere in the fields and can be called a Japanese specialty. After all, the Allied forces dropped hundreds of thousands of t bombs on Japan.
And this also means that it is no longer realistic to find the identities of those people from the bombs. After all, unexploded bombs may be found at any time in Japan.
However, it was exactly what Zhou Jingran speculated - the two attackers were indeed Javanese.
This discovery is also groundbreaking. After all, our self-destructed identity means the locking of the target. With the established goal, the next problem will be simpler. It is not just about peeling off the cocoon, and finally step by step Find the real culprit behind the scenes.
Just as investigators were locking in the identity of the attacker and starting further investigation, the Air Force's C130 transport plane landed at an air force base near Chang'an, and soon the iron coffin was sent to a military-related facility. In a cooperative funeral home, there will be an mortician to clean and put makeup on the body.
Not only the body, but also his belongings will be cleaned and sorted.
"Master, this is the hero who pressed the grenade with his body."
In the funeral home, Zhao Yunlong looked at the body of the martyr whose chest was blown open, and his eyes became solemn as he spoke.
Although he was only a 16-year-old student, when he saw the remains of the martyrs, he felt more in awe.
"Yes, come and clean his belongings. Be sure to wash away the blood stains on them. Those things are for his family."
Javier said:
"I'll clean up his body."
As an embalmer, he does this kind of work every day. And Long Yunlong is just a student, he is a student of a vocational middle school.
Not everyone is willing to be an undertaker. This is not a good profession in either Eastern or Western culture. Although the income is high, few people are willing to enter this profession.
Havier has only taught two or three students in these years, and Zhao Yunlong is the fourth student he has taught. If nothing else happens, when he comes back after completing his military service, I will come to work in this funeral home.
Although sometimes he would ask his apprentice to do something, but today, this work must be completed by him himself.
After cutting the martyr's clothes with scissors, Havel began to work. His expression was solemn, his movements were slight, and there was even a sense of piety.
Cleaning up the remains of martyrs is not a simple task, just like taking a bath, all the blood and stains on the body must be cleaned away.
Not only that, the exploded chest also needs to be re-sutured, and after suturing, it is necessary to ensure that the chest and abdomen do not collapse.
As for cleaning the face more carefully, Havel carefully cleaned the martyr's face and used tweezers to pick out the small fragments on the face. Then he carefully sutured the large wounds.
Like a plastic surgeon, he slowly performed the final plastic surgery on the martyr's body. Finally, after putting the martyr back into military uniform, he put on makeup again. This The purpose of makeup is to cover up the scars on his face, but also to make his face lifelike.
In fact, he couldn't do it at all, because the martyr's jaw was blown off. Even so, he still tried his best to repair the martyr's body. He hoped that Roger's family could look at him again.
Even if he couldn't do it, he still hoped to do his best and bury Roger in the best condition. This was respect for him and the reward he deserved.
While Master was working, Zhao Yunlong was cleaning Roger's relics, lighters, pens, wallets...
It is not difficult to clean the blood stains on the relics. First wash them with running water. Then use steam...same as before, but completely different.
In his hands, every blood-stained relic was carefully cleaned with an almost pious attitude. The mottled badges, blurred name tags, and silent objects seemed to tell the story of a lost life. As alive as everyone else.
But his slight movements showed his inner thoughts - piety and reverence.
While cleaning the wallet, Zhao Yunlong looked at the photo in the wallet, which showed a happy family.
Roger smiled very brightly. He and his wife stood there, and the children stood in front of them. The family in the photo smiled so sweetly.
But now all this is in the past.
Looking at the photo, Zhao Yunlong fell silent. He touched the bombed wallet. As an ordinary person, he really couldn't imagine what kind of courage drove Roger to drop the grenade. His body protected his comrades around him.
He obviously has a wife and children. He didn't need to do this originally, but at that moment he rushed forward without hesitation.
“What are you thinking about?”
Seeing his apprentice’s strange behavior, Javier asked:
“I was thinking why. Why does he have such amazing courage? , if it were me, I, I might really not be able to do it."
Zhao Yunlong's tone was trembling, his eyes were slightly red, and there was even a trace of guilt on his face, as if because of it. He realizes his own cowardice or cowardice.
For a teenager, such a meaning would make him feel a little ashamed or even ashamed.
"Teacher, am I being cowardly like this?"
"No,"
Havier shook his head and said.
"Child, you are still young, and there are some things you don't understand yet. If you have been on the battlefield, you will know that we are willing to sacrifice everything for each other."
Javier, who had been on the battlefield, looked at the body on the stainless steel bed and sighed. At this time, he seemed to recall the battlefield he had visited.
At that time in the ice and snow on the Eastern Front, they were really willing to sacrifice everything for each other, nothing else, just because of the most sincere friendship between them.
"We are willing to sacrifice everything for each other..."
While Zhao Yunlong was reading this sentence, Javier patted him on the shoulder and said:
" Okay, let's finish our work as quickly as possible so that the escort team can take him home. And..."
He pointed at the relics in front of the students.
“And these, we must make sure that all the blood stains on them have been cleaned up, knowing that this is likely to be the last relic they leave to their families.
See things Siren, if there is a little blood on it, it may cause great pain to their families.”
The teacher’s reminder made Zhao Yunlong realize the importance of this job. It is not just a job. But a responsibility.
So he nodded repeatedly and said.
"I understand, teacher."
Soon like this, the master and the apprentice once again devoted themselves to this work with an extremely pious and respectful attitude.
(End of this chapter)