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

Tang Xiaoxiao's figure was like a black ghost under the moonlight. She lightly crossed the fields and ran towards the direction of the gunshots.

As she got closer, she saw several blurry figures crossing the field ridges. One of them was obviously a Japanese soldier, while the other was a guerrilla fighter wearing homespun uniforms. Their figures were vague in the moonlight, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

She approached the battlefield, found a hidden corner, held her breath, and observed the movements of both sides. She saw a guerrilla fighter being surrounded by a group of Japanese soldiers. His old rifle shone faintly in the darkness, and every shot was extremely accurate. But he was outnumbered and soon fell into trouble and was forced to the end of the ridge.

On this vast land, a figure stood out. It was an officer in Japanese military uniform, wielding a sharp command knife. The flashing light of the knife was extremely dazzling in the moonlight. His eyes were full of fanaticism and provocation, and the slogan he shouted was frightening: "Capture the Eighth Route Army alive!"

At this moment, the guerrilla suddenly turned around and threw the gun in his hand at one of the Japanese soldiers with all his strength. The soldier was caught off guard and fell to the ground. The other Japanese soldier took the opportunity to rush forward, flashing his knife and stabbing the guerrilla.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaoxiao rushed out of the bunker without hesitation. Her figure was like a flash of lightning, and she instantly appeared behind the Japanese soldier. The bayonet stabbed out like a storm, taking his life in an instant. She moved so fast that it was almost completed in a flash, and the guerrillas hadn't even reacted yet.

In the smoke-filled fields, a nimble woman, Tang Xiaoxiao, was fighting side by side with a panting guerrilla fighter. Bullets whistled in the air, and the enemy's shouts of killing rose and fell. The guerrilla fighter looked at Tang Xiaoxiao gratefully. Her every move was full of determination and courage, as if death and danger were just the background of her dance.

Tang Xiaoxiao nodded slightly in response to his gratitude, but her eyes revealed a hint of nervousness. Time was like a sword hanging over her head, and every minute and every second could not be wasted. She rolled quickly to avoid the flying bullets, and at the same time picked up the Japanese gun on the ground. Almost at the same time, the enemy commander's head exploded, and then, one by one, the Japanese fell down like scarecrows.

Yang Wanli, the guerrilla leader of Dayang Village, was overwhelmed with emotion when he saw all this. He couldn't believe that the woman in front of him was so brave and killed the devils as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. He was shocked beyond words, but this was not the time to be amazed. He had to catch up with Tang Xiaoxiao as soon as possible.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Tang Xiaoxiao signaled Yang Wanli to follow closely, and the two quickly evacuated this dangerous land and stepped into the dense woods. They carefully shuttled through the woods to avoid possible Japanese patrols. Tang Xiaoxiao looked back from time to time to make sure there were no pursuers. She was secretly glad that although the battle just now was thrilling, they were temporarily safe.

"Who are you?" Yang Wanli asked as he ran, his voice full of vigilance.

"It doesn't matter who I am," Tang Xiaoxiao responded, observing the movements around her. "It's you, on the other hand, who are the guerrillas?"

"I am Yang Wanli, the guerrilla leader of Dayang Village." Yang Wanli replied, his eyes flashing with a desire for freedom and a determination for victory.

Tang Xiaoxiao nodded slightly and continued, "I'm from the Special Operations Department of the headquarters, codenamed 'Master'."

They ran through the forest and finally came to a cave hidden under vines and mosses. Tang Xiaoxiao and Yang Wanli entered cautiously. The light in the cave was dim and they could only barely recognize each other's figures. They sat down with their backs against the wall and took a short rest.

"Comrade Master, this time it's all thanks to you." Yang Wanli thanked gratefully.

"How did we get surrounded by the Japanese?" Tang Xiaoxiao asked, her tone calm but full of concern.

Yang Wanli recalled that terrifying moment and replied: "The Japanese went to Dayang Village to plunder food. We refused to hand over the food and collected all the food. The Japanese captured all of our villagers. I took advantage of the chaos to escape and planned to seek help from the main force, but I was still discovered by them."

After listening to this, Tang Xiaoxiao lowered her head and thought for a moment, then raised her head with a firm look: "I can help you save those villagers."

Yang Wanli stood on a hill with a gentle breeze, his eyes fixed on the agile leader in front of him. His eyes flashed with an irrepressible excitement, as if he had found the long-lost light of hope. This comrade was not an ordinary person. Her martial arts were unfathomable. The strength and calmness revealed in her every move were enough to make anyone in awe.

"Are you really willing to help me?" Yang Wanli asked softly, with a hint of surprise in his tone, but he tried to remain calm. He knew that the comrade in front of him was the savior of their village.

Tang Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, and that smile was like a spring breeze, warm and firm. "I promised you, Captain Yang, I will never back down as long as I can do it." Her voice was crisp and powerful, and every word was like cast iron and stone, resounding.

A surge of gratitude surged in Yang Wanli's heart. He looked at her deeply, then turned to the valley in the distance, where he had fought fiercely with a small Japanese army squad. In just ten minutes, he had cleanly and neatly eliminated a small group of devils, and their bodies were still scattered in the valley.

"With your help, we can complete the mission faster and don't have to go through the trouble of looking for the main force." His words were full of determination, and his eyes were shining with determination. He knew that time was precious to them, and every minute and every second could determine life and death.

Tang Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Time is running out, we can't delay even a little bit."

He nodded quickly: "Thank you for your help, we owe you a big favor."

Tang Xiaoxiao smiled calmly and said, "We are brothers on the same front. No need to thank me." She stood up, dusted herself off, and prepared to join the battle again.

"You lead the way, I will help you deal with those devils. After that, I have other tasks to complete." Tang Xiaoxiao ordered.

"On behalf of the villagers of Dayang Village, thank you, Comrade Zhangmen." Yang Wanli's words were full of gratitude and respect.

Yang Wanli led Tang Xiaoxiao through the winding mountain road and deep into the heart of Dayang Village. They avoided the village and chose a hidden path along the stream. The moonlight sprinkled on the water, creating silvery ripples, adding a bit of mystery to the quiet night.

"Comrade Master, do you know that our Dayang Village used to be a peaceful paradise?" Yang Wanli said softly, as if he was afraid of breaking the tranquility of the night. "Everything has changed since the Japanese invaders came."

After hearing this, Tang Xiaoxiao said, "We will send these damned devils to hell sooner or later."