Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

In the Japanese garrison headquarters in Haizhou, Watanabe Kumaichi was furious, like an enraged tiger, slapping the head of the Special High Technology Department, Sakata Ono, one slap after another, cursing: "Baga! You incompetent waste, you are so stupid!" His anger had broken through the constraints of reason, like a volcanic eruption, unstoppable.

Watanabe Kumaichi's anger was not groundless. They had just learned that the Eighth Route Army had successfully obtained a batch of arms, and this batch of arms was exactly the batch they had been searching for with all their efforts and in vain. Now, this batch of arms has been safely transported back to the Eighth Route Army's camp, but they are still blindly searching in the mountains like jumping clowns.

This situation made Watanabe Kumaichi feel unprecedented anger and disappointment. He had originally placed high hopes on Sakata Ono, thinking that he was an elite of the Special High Technology Department. However, the facts cruelly proved that his judgment was wrong. Sakata Ono's incompetence and stupidity not only made them lose this batch of arms, but also made them lose face in the Japanese army.

Watanabe Kumaichi's anger was like a raging fire, and he could not suppress it. He was filled with resentment and dissatisfaction towards Sakata Ono, and this situation made him feel irreparable failure and humiliation.

"Commander, I..." Sakata Ono was about to explain, but was rudely interrupted by Watanabe Kumaichi.

"Shut up! I don't want to hear your explanation!" Watanabe Xiongyi roared, "I just want to know how the Eighth Route Army got that batch of arms? How did they avoid our eyes and transport the arms back to the camp safely?"

"Commander, I suspect that the transport soldiers in our imperial army have rebelled. The Eighth Route Army and the transport soldiers have worked together to steal all our ammunition." He said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, they would not have been able to avoid our eyes and transport the ammunition back to the camp."

"Baga, you're a waste. It's a shame for the Special High Police to have people like you. You don't even know that the Empire has soldiers rebelling. What's the use of you?" Watanabe Kumaichi continued to curse, his voice getting louder and louder, which made people feel very scared.

Sakata Ono was slapped hard by Watanabe Kumaichi and flew away, but he struggled to crawl back and continued to endure Watanabe Kumaichi's anger. His face was covered with scars, but he did not dare to resist at all and could only endure it all silently.

"This incident is a huge blow to us. We must find a way to deal with it as soon as possible. Otherwise, the reputation and status of the empire will be seriously damaged." Watanabe Kumaichi said gritting his teeth.

He stared at Sakata Ono and roared, "You useless bastard, I want you to give me an explanation! Go and find out if there are any traitors in the transport corps. Also, you must find a way to take back this batch of arms, otherwise, prepare to commit seppuku!"

Sakata Ono bowed deeply, then turned and left the office.

Watanabe Kumaichi, the Japanese commander, pondered for a while and made a decision in his heart. He picked up the phone without hesitation and quickly dialed the number of the famous commander of the Snow Wolf Division.

He knew that only this elite Type B unit, known as the essence of the Japanese army, could help him achieve his goal and completely eliminate the stubborn anti-Japanese forces of the 29th Regiment. Although poorly equipped, the Eighth Route Army defeated the Japanese army again and again with their fearless spirit and clever tactics, becoming an indelible shadow in their hearts.

The Snow Wolf Division, this name is like a myth in the Japanese army. Their combat effectiveness has been honed through rigorous training and actual combat, far exceeding that of ordinary standing troops. Wherever they go, the enemy is terrified. Their tactics are flexible and varied, and they cooperate tacitly, just like a pack of wolves, both independent and cooperative. Once they lock on to their prey, they will not hesitate to launch a fatal attack. Such a force is undoubtedly a sharp sword in Watanabe Kuma's hand. He looks forward to using this force to uproot the anti-Japanese forces of the 29th Regiment and clear the obstacles ahead.

At the same time, Tang Xiaoxiao was walking on the street like a street kid, holding a qingtuan in her left hand and a pancake in her right hand, looking very happy.

She was walking alone on the busy street and attracted the attention of a self-righteous chain smoker.

The smoker's name is Lu Yunfei, he is a habitual thief, relying on his little cleverness to move around the market easily. When he saw Tang Xiaoxiao, he mistakenly thought that this little girl was an easy target, so he had evil thoughts and quietly followed her.

However, Lu Yunfei's wishful thinking was wrong.

Tang Xiaoxiao was not the weak person he imagined. She was keenly aware of the movement behind her and a hint of vigilance flashed in her eyes.

When Lu Yunfei's hand was about to touch her pocket, she did not panic. Instead, a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The noise in the crowd suddenly stopped, just because of Tang Xiaoxiao's instantaneous movement. She turned her body, and her right leg shot straight into Lu Yunfei's heart like an arrow from a bow. The speed was so fast and the force was so accurate that even the air froze at that moment.

Lu Yunfei was caught off guard and was hit by the kick. He flew backwards instantly and fell heavily to the ground, causing exclamations from those around him.

This scene was like a slow-motion shot in a movie, and every detail was engraved in the minds of the onlookers. Tang Xiaoxiao retracted her legs, her eyes calm, as if everything that had just happened was just normal. Lu Yunfei got up from the ground in a panic, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness. He had never thought that a little girl would have such strength.

Tang Xiaoxiao patted the corner of her clothes gently, as if the conflict just now had not affected her appetite at all. She continued to chew the pancake leisurely, the aroma of the qingtuan and the crispness of the pancake intertwined in her mouth, forming a unique street flavor.

The people around gradually recovered from their shock, whispering to each other, and looking at this seemingly weak but extraordinary girl with admiration.

Lu Yunfei struggled to stand up, his face covered in dust, and the cigarette butt in his hand had fallen out long ago. He looked at Tang Xiaoxiao, his heart full of doubts and awe, and his original contempt had now turned into deep fear. He realized that he had misjudged the girl in front of him, she was by no means an ordinary person.

Tang Xiaoxiao glanced at Lu Yunfei, there was no pride in her eyes, only a faint warning.

She turned and left, her figure gradually moving away in the crowd, leaving Lu Yunfei standing there alone, deep in thought.

The streets became noisy again.

Misfortunes in life always seem to come in groups. Even the most ordinary sip of water can become a carrier of bad luck. For Tang Xiaoxiao, this day's experience undoubtedly verified this truth.

She was just wandering aimlessly on the street, looking for delicious food, but accidentally ran into a brutal gunfight. It was a fierce battle between the Kuomintang Military Intelligence Station and the Japanese army. As if it was a mockery of fate, she accidentally became a bystander of this battle.

The Japanese army carefully planned a trap, using scarce overseas supplies as bait, and successfully lured the military agents into the vortex of death. The military station, which was originally hidden and capable, was now in a situation of being surrounded on all sides, and the enemy's firepower network was ruthlessly devouring their lives.

Seeing the once high-spirited soldiers falling one after another, with their numbers dropping sharply from more than thirty to just a few, Tang Xiaoxiao's deep sense of justice and responsibility made it impossible for her to sit idly by.

She knew that if she couldn't do something for these heroic sacrifices tonight, she would not be able to sleep well tonight.

So, at the critical moment of life and death, Tang Xiaoxiao acted decisively.

She approached a Japanese soldier silently, subdued him with her agility, snatched his machine gun, and instantly transformed into a dancer of death on the battlefield, firing fiercely at the enemy.

Her action was like lightning in the night sky, brief but dazzling, bringing a glimmer of hope to the desperate battlefield.

The Military Intelligence Bureau's agents saw a glimmer of hope and seized the opportunity to retreat quickly.

Seeing the military personnel evacuating the scene in an orderly manner, Tang Xiaoxiao felt a chill sweeping over her. The Japanese soldiers swarmed towards her like hungry wolves. This thrilling scene stimulated her to jump up instantly, like a nimble cat, lightly leaping onto the roof, and cleverly escaping from the dangerous battlefield at lightning speed.

In the ancient yet vibrant city of Haizhou, a small Western-style building standing in the Queen's Kingdom Concession is particularly eye-catching. Its existence seems to be a unique mark of that era. This is the location of the Military Control Commission's Haizhou Station.

In a corner of this western-style building, behind a quiet study, stationmaster Chen Gongshu was sitting quietly. His eyes were deep and firm, as if he could see through everything.

At this moment, he was concentrating on thinking, with wisps of green smoke coming out of the pipe in his hand, forming a sharp contrast with the tranquility of the study.

The head of the Intelligence Department, Ah Hua, stood respectfully in front of Chen Gongshu, his figure was upright and his eyes were sharp, like a falcon ready to strike at any time. He was reporting the operation to Chen Gongshu.

In the dimly lit shelter, stationmaster Chen Gongshu frowned, his heart full of confusion and curiosity. He turned to Ahua beside him and asked with a hint of inquiry in his tone: "Ahua, do you know which hero lent a helping hand in times of crisis and saved us from despair?" This question was like a fog, lingering in his mind and keeping him awake at night.

Ahua, whose real name is Xie Tianhua, is the head of the intelligence group of the Military Control Commission’s Haizhou Station.

Ah Hua frowned, and after deep thought, he slowly spoke: "The opponent's shooting skills are superb, and his body is agile and nimble. He is obviously a top expert in action. Such skills are rare in the Military Control Commission. I guess that only the special department of the Red Party can train such an elite. This batch of priceless overseas materials is not only our target, but also undoubtedly the object of the Red Party's long-coveted. It can be predicted that they must have sent elite forces to sneak in here quietly, ready to compete with us."

After careful consideration, Chen Gongshu slowly said, "You are right. We must do our best to dig out the leader in the field of operations. If we can recruit him, it will undoubtedly be a great help to us." With a firm look in his eyes, he continued, "Send a telegram to the headquarters to express our needs. After all, the current shortage of manpower has seriously affected the efficiency of the mission. We need more support to better complete this crucial operation."

Ah Hua straightened his back, saluted Stationmaster Chen Gongshu in a standard military manner, and said solemnly: "Yes, Stationmaster."

Chen Gongshu's eyes were calm and deep. He spoke slowly with an unquestionable firmness in his tone: "In the next few days, we must maintain absolute silence. All team members are not allowed to go out unless necessary. Since those cunning enemies have failed this time, they will definitely wait for an opportunity to use tricks again. We must not take it lightly."

After hearing this, Ah Hua was filled with awe. He bowed his head again and responded respectfully: "I understand. I will strictly follow your orders and ensure the safety of the team."