Chapter 130: Someone is harboring evil intentions? Someone wants the British army to suffer? ( words long chapter!)

"Captain, is everything okay?" the team member asked in a low voice.

They always felt that there must be something wrong with this guy suddenly appearing here.

"There is definitely a problem, but he should not be a Japanese spy. This guy is either inexperienced or he is pretending." Long Wenjian shook his head and said.

"But I'm very curious about what he is planning. Be careful and watch out for an ambush ahead."

It’s no wonder that Long Wenjian is so cautious. It’s because before they set out, Cun Yunsheng repeatedly warned them to be cautious and not to believe what the natives said.

Non-my family, its heart must be different!

He remembered this sentence very clearly.

"Yes." The team members looked at each other and became more vigilant.

Soon, they arrived at the town that Zhao Wencai mentioned.

Thick smoke continued to billow from the town in the distance, and it was obvious that the town had indeed been attacked.

The soldiers who had already occupied the commanding heights took out their binoculars and looked towards the nameless town in the distance.

At the same time, Long Wenjian was also looking around.

He wanted to figure out where in the town was suitable for an ambush.

The town is very simple in structure, with only one main street and wooden houses on both sides.

But the street, which you can see the end of at a glance, is now empty and quiet.

If it weren't for the thick smoke coming out of the roof, one would have to suspect that this was a deserted city.

At this time, Long Wenjian frowned deeply.

I felt more and more that something was wrong.

Empty city?

It shouldn’t be!

Or are the Japanese devils' raids so fierce now?

"Are you sure there are Japanese troops here?" After reading it, Long Wenjian asked Zhao Wencai again.

"Yes, my companions and I were resting in the town. Then a burst of gunfire was heard in the town, and I heard people shouting that the Japanese army was coming. I didn't care too much at the time and just ran away." Zhao Wencai recalled the previous scene and couldn't help revealing a trace of fear.

Seeing that the other party didn't look fake, Long Wenjian became more suspicious.

Are you really not deceiving yourself?
Or am I overthinking it?
"In other words, you don't know how many Japanese troops there are?" Long Wenjian narrowed his eyes and asked again.

"Uh, I don't know, there should be dozens of people, right?" Zhao Wencai hesitated for a moment and spoke.

After hearing this, Long Wenjian didn't ask any more questions, but made a gesture.

Not long after, one of the team members ran back and started drawing on the ground with a branch.

"There should be hundreds of people. There are machine guns guarding the entrance to the town, with a light machine gun on each side."

"Where is the heavy firepower?" In the past, the Japanese army would not carry any heavy weapons when they went out for a mop-up operation, but since their reputation spread around, the Japanese army began to carry mortars, so Long Wenjian asked subconsciously.

"I didn't see it." The team member shook his head.

"Ah? What should we do then?" Zhao Wencai asked hurriedly.

"Okay, the rest has nothing to do with you. Stay at the back and don't run around. Otherwise, you know the consequences." Long Wenjian said meaningfully, and then signaled the team members to take him away.

"There is too little intelligence, so it's difficult to attack. If there is something wrong with that person, there must be an ambush." ​​After Zhao Wencai left, Long Wenjian said with a headache.

"Captain, how about I take some men in to sneak in and see what's going on?" The team member who spoke earlier suggested again.

"Well, take two people with you to take a look. Be careful. If you find anything wrong, retreat immediately. I will support you with artillery fire." Long Wenjian thought about it and felt that this was the only way to do it at the moment.

Not long after, the team members turned back again.

"How is it? Have you found out clearly?" Long Wenjian asked hurriedly.

He now urgently wanted to know what kind of ambush there was in the town.

"Hey, the troops in this town are not Japanese, but Thai troops," the team members complained.

When he first moved towards the town, he was also very nervous, and even took every step very lightly, for fear that there might be landmines buried nearby.

The Japanese army is not stupid. If they were stationed in the wild normally, they would leave guard posts and lay mines.

The results of it?
There was no so-called guard post to be seen, and not even any landmines.

It seems that this Japanese army is just a rookie.

Even so, the three team members still did not let down their guard and remained cautious.

When they got in, they were dumbfounded. They were not the so-called Japanese army, but the Thai army.

All the people in the town were detained together. Except for some women, all the other men were concentrated together.

Moreover, people were constantly being dragged up and tortured, as if they were being interrogated.

Some Thai soldiers also laughed heartily after finding some gold, silver and jewelry from the room.

"In other words, the troops in the town are not Japanese? But Thai troops?" Long Wenjian and other team members looked at each other. They thought there would be an ambush waiting for them, but after worrying for so long, this is it?
A group of Thai soldiers arrested people in the town for money?
Zhao Wencai heard the gunshots and didn't see clearly that they were Japanese troops, so he just abandoned his companions and ran away?

Ok!

It does sound ridiculous, but it's not untrue.

But this guy doesn’t look like a man of blood, does he?

You actually want to join the Sichuan Army?
For a moment, Long Wenjian couldn't understand what this guy was thinking.

"Yes, these Thai soldiers are here to make money. I didn't quite understand what they were saying, but the general idea was that they wanted money." The team member thought for a moment and said.

"Okay, go down and prepare, then we'll sneak in and kill them all." Long Wenjian nodded. They were all a group of Thai soldiers and had no technical skills.

Fighting them really doesn't require any technical skills, and it's easy to deal with the machine guns at the entrance of the town.

Until the moment of their death, the Thai machine gunners did not understand why there were enemies here.

The remaining Thai troops were still immersed in the joy of extortion when they were stunned by the sudden gunfire.

The first reaction was that the Japanese army was dishonest and wanted to take all the gold, silver and jewelry for themselves.

They have been cooperating with the Japanese army during this period, allowing them to raid villages and split the gold and silver jewelry they obtained in half.

But many Japanese soldiers were already jealous because they got too much. After all, they could also take part in this kind of thing themselves.

Why should we rely on others and give more to others?

There is no way. The lower-level Japanese soldiers are all miserable and very poor.

Now seeing the vast amount of wealth, I am naturally extremely jealous.

The Thai army commander also knew that the Japanese army was jealous of their wealth, so he subconsciously thought that the Japanese army finally couldn't help but take action.

Only when you heard the gunshots were not from Japanese weapons did you realize something was wrong?

Are they the indigenous people?
Before he could order a counterattack, the gunshots from all around caused all his men to fall in a pool of blood.

Even he himself was about to draw his gun to fight back, but countless bullets pierced his chest.

Until the moment of death, I didn't understand how I died.

"These Thai troops are really too weak." Long Wenjian looked at the corpses of Thai soldiers around him and couldn't help shaking his head. They were no match for the Japanese army.

"Clean up the battlefield and leave as soon as possible."

"Yes."

"Captain, there are indeed several Chinese people imprisoned in the room."

Hearing this, Long Wenjian couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Did he really wrongly accuse Zhao Wencai?
"Interrogate him and release him if there is no problem." Long Wenjian thought for a while and then said.

After some interrogation, we found out that these Chinese came from Siam.

Ever since Siam joined the Japanese army, it began to persecute the Chinese.

After all, the Chinese are the wealthiest group. They used to be cautious, but now they are completely unscrupulous. Many Chinese families have been broken up.

After hearing about the deeds of the Sichuan Army, some aspiring young people ran from Siam to Burma to find the Sichuan Army.

After hearing what they said, Long Wenjian didn't know what to say for a moment.

In fact, he didn't know that there were many such cases.

"Captain, why don't we send a few people to send them back to Myitkyina? We have seized a lot of gold, silver and jewelry recently. It's very inconvenient for us to carry them with us all the time." The team member suggested.

Most of the spoils of the Japanese and Thai armies were in their hands.

The supplies were almost used up, so we sent the gold, silver and jewelry back and replenished some supplies at the same time.

It was announced to the outside world that the gold, silver and jewelry were used to purchase weapons and ammunition.

"Okay, take a few people with you to send them back, and take this sketch back with you. Remember, gold, silver and jewelry can be lost, but this sketch must not be lost." Long Wenjian reminded again.

"Yes, Captain."

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"Only enough equipment for one company?" Master Yu, in Director Zhang's room, looked at his subordinates in front of him with a frown on his face.

"Yes, the Sichuan Army said that the mountain road is not conducive to transportation, and they only have one company's equipment for now." The subordinate explained hurriedly.

"One company is too few. Let them increase the supply so that the Sichuan Army doesn't have to worry. We can eat as much equipment as we can." Director Zhang was in a bad mood.

You have to know that the Military Control Commission has tens of thousands of people, and these are the ones on the list. If those who are not on the list are counted, the number would be over 100,000.

There is not enough equipment for a company.

Not to mention, there are many faction leaders eyeing those American equipment.

"On the Hump Route, a batch of equipment could only be transported every few days. Before it even landed, it was taken away by those big guys, and they often quarreled over it."

"Do you know how much profit there is?"

"Just one month's work is equivalent to several years of our work."

"The higher-ups have become more and more stingy in the past two years, and the speed of allocating funds has become slower and slower. And they are all paper bills, which are becoming less valuable day by day." Director Zhang couldn't help but complain.

Don't be fooled by the fact that he holds the position of director, which sounds very impressive.

It’s actually a pain in the ass.

Although Master Yu is a newly formed unit, they have a strong backing, so he rarely interferes.

Apart from getting a fixed salary and showing off when going out, there is nothing else you can do.

So after learning that Yu Xiaoqing had connections with the Sichuan Army, he couldn't help but want to get involved.

Whether it is for promotion or to get rich.

Director Zhang knew that this was definitely an excellent opportunity.

He was a little disappointed that he was only given a single coin for his first transaction, which he had been looking forward to.

"The people from the Sichuan Army said they wanted to see our sincerity." After the subordinate patiently listened to Director Zhang's complaints, he hurriedly said.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? You don't want anything from this month's bonus?"

"Sir, you can't buy anything on the black market with those paper bills. What supplies are available on the market right now? Canned food, flour, rice, everything is in extremely short supply."

The war has been going on for several years. The wealthy areas have been lost, and the remaining areas have also suffered from the war, and the means of production have been seriously affected.

The materials produced are supplied to the army first.

Those who have a regular job can receive a small amount of money every month, but their life is still relatively poor.

Who doesn’t have a few people to support?

Those who are not on the payroll are even worse off. They can only use paper money to buy supplies on the black market.

But the price changes every day.

Therefore, Director Zhang has a deep understanding of his subordinates' complaints.

"Isn't this for the benefit of my brothers? But what you said reminds me that in addition to weapons and ammunition, the Sichuan Army also has food to smuggle."

"Sir, I suggest you don't touch the food." The subordinate looked around and then reminded in a low voice.

"What do you mean? Is there anything that our Military Control Commission cannot touch?" Director Zhang was stunned, then said with some dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, the subordinates complained in their hearts, not knowing whether their leader was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

"Sir, don't you know that there are people behind all the food on the black market?"

"You're talking nonsense. Who would dare to open it without the ability?" Director Zhang said unhappily.

"Then do you know who it is?"

"Who else could it be? It could be the division commanders or army commanders from various places."

Director Zhang naturally looked disdainful at these ragtag troops.

Apart from those faction leaders, he really doesn't need to worry too much about the others.

The Military Control Commission has expanded so rapidly that many people have become complacent.

But those faction leaders don’t lack this little money at all.

"No, no, no, I heard that this is the reason behind these black market grain merchants." The subordinate said while pointing to the sky.

"Really? They are interested in this little profit?" Director Zhang looked surprised.

There are so many profitable businesses, why not do it?
Are you interested in this little bit of food money?

Is it so low-level?
It’s no wonder he thought so. The most profitable business at this time must be arms.

A company's worth of arms can be resold for several times the profit.

Isn’t this more profitable than food?

Besides, they have such a relationship, so why would they care about such a small profit?
"Commander, you think the grain business is not doing well, but what if the grain we eat is also supplied by others?" The subordinate pointed to several cans on the table and said meaningfully.

Upon hearing this, Director Zhang broke out in a cold sweat.

Almost snatched the food from the tiger's mouth.

Just his little arms and legs.

Anyone who dares to steal the tiger's food will be killed.

"Okay, I understand." Director Zhang was indeed scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

"How did you know?" "Hey, don't I often go to the black market to buy things? The boss knew that I was from the Military Control Commission, and after a few visits, he drank too much and accidentally let the secret slip." The subordinate explained.

After listening to his subordinate's explanation, Director Zhang nodded.

To be honest, he really wanted to start some food business.

Apart from anything else, the food that the Fifth Army brought back from Myitkyina made many quartermasters richer.

Therefore, if he could get involved, he would definitely make a lot of money.

But when he thought of the power behind the other party, the greed that had arisen originally subsided again.

But he was very puzzled. With such a powerful background, why didn’t he go into the arms business?

Isn't that more profitable?
In fact, they don’t want to get into the arms business?

Do not!
Yes I do!

But there are examples!

The Tax Police Corps!
The all-American equipment makes many people extremely wary.

Therefore, the arms business was stopped and they only focused on medicines and food.

"However, sir, if it's just smuggling a small amount of food, it's also okay." His subordinates' words made his dormant greed grow again.

"How to say?"

"We can provide a small amount of food in southwest Yunnan and earn some bonuses for our brothers. It should be no problem."

I can only say that it is greed that is at work.

Who makes people die for money and birds die for food?

It would be a real sin if you don't take the money that is right in front of you.

It was obvious that as long as they transported food from Myitkyina, they would receive a generous bonus.

Why not do it?

As long as there is not too much smuggling, it will be fine.

But he didn't know that as his greed gradually grew, it would probably not be limited to that little bit of money.

"Will it really be okay? We are snatching food from the tiger's mouth." Director Zhang hesitated for a while and said uncertainly.

"It should be fine. We can sell it here in southwest Yunnan. It should be fine." The subordinate thought about it and felt that it could be done.

"Okay, then let's get some food first and see how it goes." Director Zhang thought about it and decided that if he just sold it on a small scale, it shouldn't be a problem as it wouldn't affect other people's money making.

"What did the Sichuan Army say? What did they ask for this time? Are they going to defeat the soldiers? There is another batch of defeated soldiers coming to Zenda, we can send them over."

"No, they asked for a doctor or something like that this time," the subordinate said, shaking his head.

Hearing this, Director Zhang was stunned and frowned.

"What on earth do they want to do? There are not so many doctors. There is an urgent shortage in all aspects. How can I find a solution?"

Normally, every division headquarters has a field hospital, but in reality, it is difficult to even get a medical team together.

There is also a field hospital.

This shows how scarce doctors are.

Therefore, Director Zhang felt that this was making things difficult for him.

He was not the head of the Military Control Commission, at best he was just a small leader.

There are at least 800 people like him in the Military Control Commission.

Who knew that his subordinates secretly gave him an idea.

"Those students?" Director Zhang was stunned and looked at his subordinates in surprise.

"Yes, doesn't Southwest Associated University have many medical school students? Last time, someone reported that they brought all kinds of skeletons with them. Isn't that funny?"

"Are there still a shortage of corpses these days? They are everywhere." Director Zhang hesitated after hearing his subordinate's words. If he didn't handle this well, there would be problems.

"Sir, didn't the higher-ups ask us to arrest some people for our mission? We can take this opportunity to arrest a few. Not many, just three or five will be enough. I don't think there should be any problem."

Ever since the brothers’ feud, the Military Control Commission had more tasks to do.

So Director Zhang did not respond immediately to his subordinate's suggestion, but remained silent.

"Sir, the salary we get each month is barely enough to support ourselves, not to mention our wives and children. I had a baby this month, so the expenses are high."

"You know the prices these days. They change every day, and we don't know when the war will end."

"My wife didn't have much nutrition during the confinement period, and the baby's milk is insufficient. I am thinking of buying some milk powder to supplement the baby."

"Our salary is really not enough to support a family," the subordinate advised earnestly.

"Are there many people like you?" Director Zhang did not answer, but sighed and asked.

"A lot, how can it not be a lot? Except for those on the regular staff, most of those who are not on the regular staff in our Military Control Commission are suffering." The subordinate said excitedly.

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. Remember to keep a low profile and don't cause any trouble. Otherwise, I won't be able to do anything about it." Director Zhang felt that since the matter had been successfully completed this time, the other party should not be able to find any excuses, right?
The next arms deal will have to start with at least a battalion’s worth of equipment.

"Have you found out any other useful information?" Director Zhang asked casually.

In addition to the arms deal, he also wondered if he could get a promotion by getting some useful intelligence.

He has been eyeing the position of station chief of Kunming Station for a long time. If he can get some useful information, maybe his superiors will be happy. With some work on his part, there is still hope.

"Ah? I don't know if it's useful. I just heard a plan when I was chatting with the enemy officers. It said that if the Japanese army can bypass Imphal, then the Indian Army will be in danger."

"I just treat it as a joke. This kind of thing is normal in the military camp. Every officer is thinking about how to fight the war."

"Yu Xiaoqing's officers are also thinking about how to attack Nantianmen every day. I have heard of several plans." The subordinate said indifferently.

This situation was too normal. He had heard Yu Xiaoqing's officers brag about it many times.

He even did all kinds of simulations on the sand table and ended up cursing.

Wouldn't I get scolded if I reported this kind of information?
When Director Zhang heard this, he also thought it was nonsense. The plan to attack Nantianmen could only be decided by the higher-ups. No matter how much they talked, no one would pay attention.

Just as Director Zhang was about to ask his subordinates to leave, he suddenly had an idea.

"Tell me, if I package this prison plan and say it was proposed by the Sichuan Army, and report it to the headquarters, will I be rewarded?"

"Ah?" The subordinates were confused. What does that mean?
Use false information to fool the headquarters?

Is my boss crazy about getting promoted?

If this is fake, won’t the headquarters cause trouble for them?
"Are you worried that the intelligence is false?"

"Don't worry. The superiors are still very concerned about the Sichuan Army. They have sent me telegrams more than once, asking me to do my best to search for intelligence about the Sichuan Army."

"The truth of the intelligence will be determined by the people at headquarters. All I have to do is report the information I know."

"Anyway, what the headquarters asked me to do is to collect all the information. I am just doing it according to the headquarters' request." Director Zhang said indifferently.

I have to say that what Director Zhang said makes a lot of sense.

"Then should I improve this plan? I only listened to the general idea at that time and not very carefully. Anyway, they were just bragging." The subordinate hesitated and spoke.

"Okay, let's do as you say. Try to make it as realistic as possible. At least we have to fool the people at the headquarters." Director Zhang patted his subordinate on the shoulder and said solemnly.

"Yes, sir."

Soon a detailed combat report was sent to the mountain city via radio.

The military personnel in Shancheng who received the telegram looked at each other in surprise.

Such a detailed battle plan?
When did the Military Control Commission become so powerful?

Have they all infiltrated the Sichuan Army?

Especially those who were in charge of intelligence were stunned.

There is no problem with the overall plan, it is even detailed to the point of where to attack next and so on.

It was because it was too detailed that they suspected it was fake.

It wasn't even reported to Boss Dai.

"No need to report it. It's obvious that this plan was heard from someone, and then it was processed and reported. I know Zhang Ruzhi. He is boastful. He would praise even a small piece of information to the sky."

"He is simply thinking of using this information to please his boss and get promoted to the station chief of Kunming Station." The officer in charge of intelligence spoke directly.

After hearing what their superiors said, the others had no choice but to seal up the information.

Little did they know that the officer in charge of guarding the intelligence had already written down the entire plan, and then sent the telegram to the expeditionary force headquarters through an offline channel.

The telegram was then forwarded to the headquarters, and then from the headquarters to the headquarters of the 15th Army.

Kawabe Masazo looked at the information in his hand and immediately sneered.

If it wasn't sent from the base camp, he wouldn't even look at it.

"Are those people in the base camp idiots? Don't they know that this plan is impossible to achieve? The British army is not stupid. There are more than 100,000 troops stationed in Imphal. It is necessary that places related to logistics are heavily guarded?" Kawabe Masazo couldn't help but complain after reading it.

Can't the people at the base see that this is a baseless plan?
"Commander, our intelligence personnel in Myitkyina seem to have heard similar rumors recently, saying that there are some places that can indeed go around Imphal." At this time, the intelligence staff officer stepped forward and spoke.

Hearing this, Kawabe Masazo hesitated for a moment. Is it really possible?

If that were possible, then there would be no way the British army would not send troops to be stationed there, right?

"Could it be fake?" Kawabe Masamitsu did not answer, but asked whether the information was true or not.

"We have also considered this. It should be fake, but combined with this piece of intelligence, it has a certain degree of authenticity." The intelligence staff officer thought for a while and said.

When he first received the information, he thought it was fake at first glance.

After all, it was impossible for the intelligence personnel he sent out to obtain important intelligence so quickly.

Because most of those sent out before have lost contact.

It was obvious that they were discovered by the Sichuan Army, and there was only one outcome waiting for them, and that was death.

But now seeing the information forwarded by the base camp, he hesitated again.

Is it true?
"Send this plan and the information you know to Muta-kun." Kawabe Masamitsu was unable to judge whether the information was true or not. After thinking for a while, he decided to send the information to Mutaguchi Ren and let him make the judgment.

"Hay."

When Mutaguchi Ren received the information, he did not immediately think it was false.

On the contrary, I feel that this plan is perfect, even perfect, and as long as those small paths are confirmed, it can really be realized.

"Find some Indian natives over here." Mutaguchi Ren was more and more surprised the more he thought about it, and he immediately asked someone to find some natives.

During this period, the Indian resistance also found Mutaguchi Ren, and even urged the Japanese army to increase its offensive. As long as they could take Imphal, they could march straight in. At that time, they would cooperate with the Japanese army to eliminate more British troops.

Not to mention, even Mutaguchi Ren felt a little dizzy just from this big promise.

The other side even sent some intelligence about British military bases.

Since many of the British Indian troops were indigenous people, it was normal for intelligence to be leaked.

But Imphal's fortifications were too strong and he lacked heavy weapons, so it was impossible to break through in a short time.

In the past two days, he has been thinking about how to outflank Imphal, but some details have not been figured out.

Especially in terms of logistics supply, he originally wanted to emulate Genghis Khan and drive cattle and sheep so that he could replenish food while marching.

But I also feel that it is unreliable, mainly because if the cattle and sheep encounter a bomb, they will definitely be scared and run around.

But there is no better way to supply logistics than this method.

Unless we know where the British supply points are, we can barely support the flanking operations by relying on the British supply stations.

The plan also mentioned that some small roads were supply points for the British army.

For a moment, Mutaguchi Ren felt that this plan was like a gift from God.

"Are there any paths in these places?" Seeing the natives, Mutaguchi Ren asked directly.

After hearing his words, the natives looked at each other and then said a lot of gibberish.

"They said there was, but it was in a remote place. Apart from a few British military stations, there were generally not many people there."

Hearing this, Mutaguchi Ren almost jumped up with excitement, and then asked again.

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"They said you didn't ask them, so they didn't tell you."

Mutaguchi Ren's veins almost popped out at his subordinates' words. I didn't ask, and you didn't tell me?
If he had known this earlier, he would have made a roundabout plan. Why wait until now?

For a moment, Mutaguchi Ren had the urge to kill them.

But I still endured it.

"Mr. Division Commander, how should we report this information to the military?" asked the communications staff officer.

"There's nothing wrong with the intelligence, but the person who made this plan definitely has evil intentions." Mutaguchi Ren sneered.

"What do you mean?" The communications officer didn't quite understand what it meant.

"What it means literally is that we want the British army to be unlucky. No, to put it another way, we want all the British troops in Imphal to be unlucky." Mutaguchi Ren is not a fool, so he naturally understood the meaning of the plan.

But he didn't mind being the knife. As long as he could capture Imphal, he would become the most outstanding general in the Empire of Japan.

The only thing that made him hesitate was that the plan said it would be best to use a division's worth of troops to make a detour, otherwise there was a high possibility that the detour would fail.

But how to solve the logistical supply problem for a division?

In other words, are the supplies stored in those military stations enough for a division to consume?

For a moment, Mutaguchi Ren didn't know whether to believe this plan or not.

"One division is too many. I only have one division at most. We need to keep up the pressure on the front. Otherwise, we won't be able to rely on those natives alone."

"We can only ask the military to send reinforcements." Mutaguchi Ren murmured.

When Kawabe Masamitsu received the telegram, he was a little confused. Is the plan true?
Just harboring evil intentions?

Does anyone want bad luck for the British Army?

Who is it?

Sichuan Army?
Or a mountain city?

Or Imphal?

　I haven't finished my breakfast yet, so I'll finish writing it in one go! Update first, revise later!
　　
　
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