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

In the small toilet on the train, the tense atmosphere was almost shattering. The Japanese soldiers, dressed in military uniforms and holding weapons, checked every corner one by one, trying to find any suspicious traces. Their eyes were cold and ruthless, as if they were full of suspicion of everything around them.

When the last Japanese soldier turned his back to her and concentrated on checking the sink, she suddenly exploded. Like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, she suddenly jumped up and broke his neck with a fierce force. Her movements were clean and neat, without a trace of hesitation. The fall of the Japanese soldier broke the silence in the toilet and alarmed the other soldiers.

"Yoshi, what's going on!" A Japanese soldier heard the noise and immediately asked loudly. The others also turned around and pointed their guns at Tang Xiaoxiao.

However, Tang Xiaoxiao was already prepared. She quickly pulled out the machine gun from the fallen Japanese soldier's waist and held it steadily in her hand, with a firm and resolute look in her eyes. "Bang, bang, bang", the continuous sound of gunfire echoed in the carriage, and each bullet accurately hit a Japanese soldier. Before they could react, they fell in a pool of blood.

After the battle, Tang Xiaoxiao did not rush to leave. She began to search the remains of these Japanese soldiers, looking for something that might be valuable.

She picked up an exquisite watch and rubbed it gently, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes. "This watch is good. I want it."

Then, a golden ring caught her sight and she took it without hesitation.

Seeing the Japanese's gold teeth, she couldn't help but curse: "Damn, the Japanese have gold teeth, how extravagant."

She opened the pocket of a Japanese soldier and found two small yellow croakers inside. That was a symbol of gold. She smiled and said, "Well, they are all hers."

I sincerely thank the Japanese for their generous donation. This financial support from afar is rare, but the amount is very small.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and Tang Xiaoxiao's ears were sensitive to the signal. She knew that the Japanese reinforcements had arrived and time was running out. She quickly sorted out her belongings, then quietly left the scene and disappeared into the shadow of the carriage.

In the dark aisle, Tang Xiaoxiao's figure was as nimble as a cat, and every step was precise to the millimeter, ensuring that no sound was made in the darkness. Her heartbeat was particularly loud in the silence, as if every beat was timing her, reminding her that time was running out. Despite this, her face was as calm as water, and her firm determination was hidden under the calm mask.

Arriving at the junction of the two carriages, Tang Xiaoxiao carefully poked her head out and used the faint moonlight to peek out from the window. The silver moonlight sprinkled on the cold rails, forming a light path to guide her forward, while the lights in the distance flickered, foreshadowing the unknown ahead. She took a deep breath, hid the weapon in her hand without a trace, and prepared to face the impending danger.

As the train jolted, Tang Xiaoxiao took advantage of the momentum and leaped over the carriage, landing steadily on the other side. She cleverly avoided the light shining on her and moved silently along the roof like a ghost. When she approached the target carriage, she slid down from the roof like a nimble leopard and disappeared into the darkness inside the carriage.

The footsteps became clearer and clearer. Tang Xiaoxiao closed her lips tightly, held her breath, and waited for the best moment to attack. At that moment, when the light just touched the carriage, she acted like lightning and silently dealt with the approaching enemy. This time, she did not search for spoils, but quickly changed into the Japanese military uniform and mixed into the Japanese army team.

She tried to imitate their gait and tone, to make herself look like one of them, but the tension in her heart did not subside, but instead burned like a fire in her chest.

"Hey, new here?" A Japanese soldier noticed her and approached her to talk. There was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, but it was not too obvious.

Tang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and responded, "Hi, I've just been transferred here, and I haven't adapted to the environment here yet." She deliberately lowered her voice with a slight tremor, trying to create the nervousness of a new recruit.

The soldier nodded, seeming to believe her disguise. "The captain is looking for someone, you'd better report in quickly." He reminded her, then turned and left.

Tang Xiaoxiao's heart tightened, and she quickened her pace and walked towards the captain. She knew that every step she took next could be a matter of life and death.

The captain was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a burly figure. He saw Tang Xiaoxiao, frowned, and asked, "Are you new here?"

"Yes, captain." Tang Xiaoxiao bowed her head and saluted, not daring to look him in the eyes for fear of revealing too much emotion.

"What's your name?" the captain continued, his eyes scanning her.

"My name is Matsumoto, Matsumoto Nima." Tang Xiaoxiao replied. This name was made up by her on the spur of the moment, hoping to pass the test smoothly.

The captain nodded, apparently not caring about the name. "Okay, Matsumoto, follow Yamada first and let him take you to familiarize yourself with the environment." He instructed, then turned to the other soldiers and began to deploy new tasks.

Tang Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and followed the soldier named Yamada. Yamada was a young recruit who looked a little nervous but was friendly to Tang Xiaoxiao.

"There were anti-Japanese elements on the train. A small team of us died for our country, and a top-secret intelligence was leaked."

"Then our mission is to search for anti-Japanese elements"

"Yes"

For the next day, Tang Xiaoxiao followed the Japanese soldiers closely like a cleverly stealthy shadow, searching herself.

From the first rays of sunlight in the morning until the sunset dyed the sky red, she never left their sight. At lunch and dinner time, she blended in with them skillfully.

Tang Xiaoxiao sat in a corner of the dining car, surrounded by unfamiliar Japanese soldiers. The sound of their conversation mixed with laughter created an exotic and lively atmosphere.

She scanned the menu quietly, her eyes resting on the rich dishes, each of which was mouth-watering. Salmon and sardines were fresh and nutritious, steak and pork chop were a paradise for meat eaters, and curry chicken rice and tomato chicken rice brought a warm taste of Asia.

The selection of drinks is even more dazzling, from the fiery whiskey to the mellow brandy, to the refreshing beer and the tranquility of soda water, each one has its own unique charm.

Tang Xiaoxiao smiled and ordered a pork chop, a salmon, a bowl of tomato chicken rice, and finally a glass of refreshing lemon juice. Her choice seemed to tell others that her taste for food was both inclusive and unique.

When the pork chop was served, the golden skin shone under the light, and the hot oil was still sizzling, as if telling of its freshness and deliciousness. Tang Xiaoxiao first gently cut off a small piece with a fork. The meat was plump, tender and juicy, and the rich taste of black pepper sauce or tomato sauce instantly spread. She took a light bite, and the taste of the pork chop made her exclaim in amazement. The pure meat aroma and sauce aroma intertwined together, as if playing a wonderful symphony on the tip of the tongue. The stone marks on the pork chop added a bit of wild charm to the dish, as if taking her into the forest, feeling the unrestrained freedom, the sun shining on her body, and the pleasure of running echoing in her heart.

Next, she turned to the salmon. The brightly colored salmon slices had an alluring luster. With a gentle sip, the fish meat melted in the mouth, and the deliciousness seemed to reach the bottom of the heart. With the refreshing lemon juice, the deliciousness of the salmon was elevated to a new level, leaving people with an endless aftertaste.

Tomato and shredded chicken rice is red and green, and the colors are attractive. Every bite has the sweet and sour taste of tomatoes and the tenderness of chicken. The rice grains are distinct, and they are intertwined with the shredded chicken to form a wonderful taste. This is a homely yet unique dish, warm and flavorful, just like the taste in memory, making people feel friendly and at ease.

Tang Xiaoxiao savored the food while immersed in her own world, as if everything around her had become soft and peaceful. Every choice she made and every bite she made was a unique understanding and enjoyment of life. On this special day, food became her connection with the world, and this connection was both unique and beautiful.