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

"Our loved ones were killed by the enemy, and their lives were lost under the iron hoofs of the invaders. Our only wish is to completely drive these demons out of China's territory." As soon as these words were spoken, everyone resonated and echoed the determination to "expel them."

Deep inside the cold and eerie prison, Tang Xiaoxiao stood firm like an indestructible stone sculpture, her eyes like a blazing torch, illuminating the darkness. She used powerful words to announce her determination to the world: "I, Tang Xiaoxiao, stake my honor and my life, and swear to completely expel the invaders from our land and restore peace and tranquility to our Chinese land!" Every word was powerful, like a sharp arrow, piercing the enemy's soul and spreading fear in their hearts.

"Hurry up and use the grenade to blow open the window and escape. I will handle this!" The voice of a captive, though full of fatigue, revealed fearless courage and responsibility. His words were like the beating of a war drum, inspiring everyone's heart.

Tang Xiaoxiao responded with a solemn military salute, which was a kind of admiration and recognition for the warriors. She left all the grenades to them without hesitation. This was the last assistance she could provide and a firm belief in victory.

With a deafening explosion, the iron windows were shattered by the violent force of the grenade, and the flying debris and the diffuse dust intertwined into a picture of a fierce battle.

Taking advantage of the momentum of the explosion, Tang Xiaoxiao leaped lightly on the ground like a nimble swallow, instantly passed through the smoke and disappeared from sight, leaving behind only a tough and resolute back, like a heroic painting, imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

A loud "boom" broke the originally dull night, like the wrath of thunder, striking people's hearts.

It was an expression of justice and a ruthless judgment of evil. At this moment, the devil's water supply department became the dust of history.

This notorious department has deprived countless innocent lives through evil means. Its existence is a dark corner of the world.

However, justice is never absent. It is as powerful as thunder and instantly destroys this nest of evil, sending it into the sky and turning it into a cloud of fiery red smoke.

The shock wave of the explosion was like a violent hurricane, sweeping everything around. Those traces that were once stained with blood were burned in the flames, symbolizing the end of evil. Tang Xiaoxiao watched from afar, feeling both hatred for the evil forces and joy for the coming of justice.

At that moment, the sky seemed to be shaken by the loud noise, the clouds split open, and a ray of sunlight penetrated through, illuminating the land that was once shrouded in shadow.

At dawn, the outline of the city gradually becomes clear in the morning light, and people begin to appear in the streets and alleys. A new day begins quietly. At dawn, the world is full of endless possibilities and hope, and every life is looking forward to the excitement of this day.

Tang Xiaoxiao walked back to Lao Deng's hiding place with heavy steps, where she met Xue Linyuan and Li Dayong.

Their eyes fell on her, and Li Dayong's heart tightened when he noticed the gloom on her face.

He quickly stood up, holding a steaming cup of boiled water in his hand, and handed it to Tang Xiaoxiao. His rough big hands revealed endless care.

He asked softly, "What's wrong, Xiaoxiao? What happened to make you so sad?" His tone was like a spring breeze, full of guilt and love, as if he wanted to use his warmth to dispel the coldness in her heart.

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at the glass of water in front of her, tears flashing in her eyes, her voice trembling slightly: "Uncle... they are not human, those devils. They are doing human experiments, and the subjects are pregnant women..." Her voice was full of confusion about the world and regret for innocent lives. After all, she was just a child, but was forced to bear a burden far beyond her age.

Upon hearing this, Xue Linyuan's face turned pale, his fists clenched, and angry curses came out of his mouth: "Damn it, these Japanese devils are beasts!" He was a passionate man who longed to fight the enemy face to face on the battlefield instead of silently enduring this feeling of powerlessness in the dark.

Old Deng, the calm old soldier, frowned after hearing this. He knew the cruelty of war and the importance of intelligence. He turned to Tang Xiaoxiao with a firm look: "Comrade, can you tell me in detail what you saw in the Japanese water supply department? We need to know every detail." His voice was low but full of power, as if encouraging her to pour out all her pain and fear.

With a trembling voice, Tang Xiaoxiao revealed what she had seen and heard in the Japanese army's water supply department. Those cruel scenes seemed to reappear before everyone's eyes.

The cries of pregnant women, the cruelty in the laboratory, the bravery of the soldiers captured by the devils, and the sneers of those unscrupulous scientists deeply hurt the hearts of everyone present. Her narration was full of fear and anger, but more of it was compassion for innocent lives.

Old Deng's face turned livid, his fists clenched, and his joints made crackling sounds. His eyes were burning with rage. As a fighter against the Japanese invaders, he could not tolerate such atrocities.

Xue Linyuan and Li Dayong were equally indignant. There was a gleam of determination in their eyes. They were no longer satisfied with just hiding and collecting intelligence.

"We can't just sit there and do nothing!" Xue Linyuan said firmly, "We must spread the news and let the whole world know about their crimes. At the same time, there are water supply departments in the places occupied by the devils, and we have to find a way to stop them and rescue those innocent people!"

Li Dayong nodded and agreed with Xue Linyuan's proposal. "That's right, we have to take action and can't let them continue to get away with it."

Old Deng took a deep breath and glanced at everyone, "Then, let's start planning now. We have to make these devils pay the price!"

Li Dayong looked solemn and said to Lao Deng with a firm gaze: "Lao Deng, the situation in Haizhou has become complicated and your safety can no longer be guaranteed. The instructions from the superiors are out of extreme concern for your life. You must leave immediately without delay. We will take over all matters here to ensure that everything goes smoothly."

Hearing this, Lao Deng frowned slightly, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that this decision was not made lightly, but after careful consideration. He sighed deeply, and the "OK" contained helplessness, trust in his comrades and persistence in his responsibilities. He knew that retreating at this moment was for a better battle.

Then, Li Dayong turned to Xue Linyuan, his eyes flashing with expectation and trust. He said: "Comrade Huang Que, from this moment on, I will serve as your new contact person. I hope we can work together sincerely to accomplish our mission together." His words were full of expectations for Xue Linyuan, and he also emphasized the importance of teamwork.

"Sincere cooperation," Xue Linyuan responded. These four words spoke loudly and clearly, demonstrating his determination and commitment.

"Breaking news, the Japanese water supply department was bombed"

"Extra, Extra, the devils have lost all conscience and are using pregnant women for human experiments"

"Extra, Extra, the murderous devil strikes again"

The newspaper's front page headline revealed a horrifying incident in eye-catching large characters. The ruthless invader, the Japanese army, once again left its iron hoof mark on our land. This news was like a hot spark, instantly igniting the anger of the people across the country, just like dry wood meeting a raging flame, instantly igniting. The people, students, and workers could not tolerate such insults and violations. They gathered on the streets from all directions, waving slogans in their hands and shouting out their indignation. Their roars were deafening, like waves hitting the shore, hitting the pulse of the city again and again.

"Down with the devils and take revenge"

"Down with the devils and take revenge"

The news spread like a storm, sweeping across the world and penetrating every corner that paid attention to international dynamics. The international community was shocked by this sudden shock. Spokespersons of various governments stood up one after another and condemned Japan's aggression in the strongest terms. Their voices echoed in the UN building, forming invisible pressure waves that pointed directly at the culprit. The media reports were as surging as the tide. Every frame and every paragraph accused the aggressor of brutality. The power of public opinion gathered into a torrent that could not be ignored at this moment, and it was bound to push this dark act of aggression to the edge of the cliff.

The world is watching, the people are taking action, anger and indignation are intertwined into a big net, covering the head of Japan, and every node of this net is a persistence and call for peace and justice. This is a silent war, a global resonance triggered by the news. People use anger and determination to declare to the world: invaders, your atrocities, we will not forget, nor forgive!