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

Tang Xiaoxiao accurately killed a machine gunner, which immediately caused the Japanese army's firepower point to fall into a brief silence. However, a moment later, another fearless enemy soldier took over the machine gun position.

This couldn't go on like this, she had already killed more than a dozen machine gunners, the enemy seemed to be in a ruthless relay race. Whenever a machine gunner fell, another one would immediately take his place, seamlessly.

Faced with such a dilemma, it would be difficult for her to find an effective solution alone.

So, she decided to go deep into the tiger's den and sneak into the rear of the Japanese army, hoping that she would have a flash of inspiration there and find a way to break the impasse.

She jumped up lightly, as if she had transformed into a crane and reappeared in the world. In an instant, she left an elegant arc on the spot and disappeared without a trace.

In a flash, she had quietly approached the Japanese army's camp, where their front-line command center was located.

Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes were sharp, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. She sneaked under the moonlight, avoiding the Japanese patrol posts.

Her footsteps were light and silent, like a cat walking across the rooftop. She approached the makeshift command post, which was brightly lit and the voices of officers talking could be heard faintly.

The layout of the headquarters came clearly into her eyes: maps, telegraph machines, busy officers, everything seemed in order.

Her mind was racing, and a bold plan took shape in her mind.

She took out a thin bundle of explosives from her waist and carefully tied it to a long bamboo pole. Under the cover of night, she quietly stretched the bamboo pole toward the window of the headquarters. The explosives were firmly attached to the window, and she quickly evacuated and ignited the fuse.

The flames instantly lit up the night sky, the explosion was deafening, and the Japanese army headquarters was blown to pieces.

"Baga, His Excellency the Captain"

"Ah, Captain of the Quick Rescue Team"

In the chaos, Tang Xiaoxiao shook her wrist lightly, and a rain of pear blossom needles shot towards the group of devils like a storm.

The needles drew graceful arcs in the air, carrying the declaration of death, and flew straight into the enemy's heart.

Each needle left a short and bright track in the night sky, as bright as a meteor, but carrying endless murderous intent.

The Japanese soldiers were caught off guard by this sudden attack before they could react.

They looked at the flying silver needles in horror and tried to dodge them, but the torrential rain of pear blossom needles was as fast as lightning and as dense as raindrops, penetrating every hole.

In an instant, the screams of the Japanese soldiers rang out one after another, and their bodies fell down one after another like scarecrows swallowed by the darkness.

When Tang Xiaoxiao had used up all of her hidden weapons, she fearlessly broke into the enemy's camp, like a night walker crossing a no-man's land.

The moonlight was like silver, sprinkling on her sharp dagger. The cold light on the blade seemed to condense the coldness of the moon. Every flash of cold light was accompanied by the enemy's fear and despair.

Tang Xiaoxiao's movements were smooth and fierce. Every swing was extremely precise and hit the vital points directly. It was an art of death, an elegance that bloomed in the killing, as if she was dancing a fierce dance of death on the battlefield.

She appeared and disappeared on the smoke-filled battlefield, like a phantom in the dark, bringing endless fear and trembling to the Japanese army.

"This is a murderer, mom, I want to go home."

"Murderous devil, she must be a murderous devil."

This name reflects the enemy's fear and also their powerless wail when facing Tang Xiaoxiao.

"The murderous devil" Tang Xiaoxiao, her name has become a nightmare in the hearts of the Japanese army, an inescapable shadow.

The Japanese squadron leader who came to support hastily, with his mortar unit, shouted orders: "Open fire! Bomb this murderous devil to death and avenge the regiment commander!"

Tang Xiaoxiao was shocked when she saw the dozens of mortars. They used such a large force to deal with her alone. Wasn't this a joke?

No, if she didn't run away now, she would be a fool. No matter how good her martial arts skills are, she is afraid of kitchen knives. No matter how good her martial arts skills are, she can be knocked down by a brick. She is still quite self-aware.

With the cover of smoke, Tang Xiaoxiao leaped up lightly like a butterfly. Her lightness skills were fully demonstrated in this life-and-death moment.

Amid the roar of artillery fire, she danced gracefully, like an elf in the moonlight, leaving no trace.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The deafening sound of artillery fire exploded above the battlefield, like the wrath of thunder, instantly tearing through the originally silent air.

Dozens of mortars fired at the same time, and the blazing shells streaked across the sky like a meteor shower, heading straight for the target.

For a moment, smoke and dust rolled, and the earth shook, as if the end of the world had come.

However, when the smoke cleared, only the devastation and the hollow echoes remained on the battlefield, like the wailing of the battlefield, telling us that they had bombed in vain.

The Japanese soldiers stared with wide eyes at the place that had been baptized by artillery fire. Besides being shocked, they were more confused and frightened.

They couldn't believe who the figure who came and went freely like a ghost in the gunfire was.

"This must be the murderous devil from hell." Someone whispered, his voice full of awe and fear.

The "murderous devil" Tang Xiaoxiao was now lost outside the Japanese army camp. She was the smartest person in the world, but she got lost.

Her original plan was to sneak into the enemy's artillery position and destroy it to relieve the pressure on 29, but now she was lost.

While looking for a way out, a mysterious cave appeared in her sight, with several highly vigilant Japanese soldiers guarding the entrance.

Tang Xiaoxiao's curiosity was instantly aroused. She approached silently like a ghost and acted decisively, instantly cutting the throats of the Japanese soldiers. They fell silently, leaving behind only their wide-open eyes in astonishment.

The scene inside the cave made Tang Xiaoxiao indignant. Piles of shells and bullets piled up like mountains. These were the tools used by the enemy to destroy peace.

Among these ammunitions, one special shell was particularly eye-catching. It had a hideous skull painted on it, which was the horrible symbol of the Japanese army's biological and chemical weapons that she had heard of. Damn, these damned Japanese devils.

This made Tang Xiaoxiao furious, and she wanted to destroy the source of this evil immediately.

Tang Xiaoxiao decided to use local materials and use the weapons of these Japanese soldiers to counterattack them.

She carefully placed the explosives, ensuring that once detonated, the entire ammunition depot would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

After the arrangement was completed, she walked out of the door about ten meters and threw out the Japanese melon grenade she had picked up.

With the roar of the grenade, she displayed her lightness skills and rushed through the jungle like a gust of wind, disappearing into the night, leaving behind only billowing smoke and the terrified shouts of the Japanese soldiers.

On that gloomy afternoon, the silence deep in the ammunition depot was suddenly torn apart by a loud noise, as if it was a roar from deep underground, shaking the entire battlefield.

The explosion of the shells was like a blazing storm, instantly sweeping away the Japanese army's ammunition reserves.

Fire and smoke intertwined into a chaos. The explosion wind, carrying the deadly poisonous fog, blew fiercely through the Japanese military camps and artillery positions, as if God was also lending a helping hand to Tang Xiaoxiao.

Those poison gas bombs originally prepared for the Eighth Route Army ended up tragically backfiring on themselves.

The soldiers struggled in the wind, their breathing became rapid, their vision blurred, their bodies became weak, and their bodies rotted.

The wind became an invisible warrior in this battle. It silently overturned the enemy's position and paved the way for Tang Xiaoxiao's victory.

At this moment, the forces of nature and the war of mankind intertwined to create an unforeseen reversal.