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

Late at night, the moonlight was like water, sprinkling all over the courtyard of Wang Zhigang's house. In the silence, there was only the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the treetops.

Wang Zhigang walked alone in the night and returned to his home quietly.

He walked lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

This home used to be a warm harbor for him and his wife Yuan Tian, ​​but now it has become a sea of ​​bitterness in his heart.

The abandoned stove in the kitchen was originally there because Yuan Tian complained about the excessive fumes from indoor cooking, so he built a new stove in the corner of the yard.

However, this stove inadvertently became a place to hide secrets.

Wang Zhigang's hand slowly reached under the stove, where there was an old radio hidden. It was rusty but carried his heavy memories.

The existence of the radio station revealed a fact that he could not accept: his wife, the woman he loved deeply, was actually a Japanese and a spy of the Special High Technology Department.

The pain in his heart was like a raging fire, burning every nerve in his body.

"Who's there?" Yuan Tian, ​​the once gentle and graceful little girl, now spoke in a voice full of vigilance and alertness, as if she was a cheetah in the dark, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.

Wang Zhigang's heart was broken as he watched his wife walk out of the darkness with a cold gun in her hand. That familiar face now only had strangeness and coldness.

He closed his eyes in pain, his heart filled with guilt towards his loved ones.

He never imagined that he would marry the murderer of his father, causing the souls of his parents and siblings to rest in peace.

"It's me." Wang Zhigang's voice was low and firm, with a hint of helplessness and despair.

Xiao Yuan Tianzi's eyes flickered in the darkness. When she saw the radio in Wang Zhigang's hand, a trace of panic flashed across her eyes, but it was instantly replaced by coldness. "You found out, didn't you?" There was no apology in her voice, but instead a kind of determination.

"Yes, I found out." Wang Zhigang answered calmly and firmly. He knew that at this moment, the relationship between them had completely broken down and could never go back to the past.

"Then you, just go die." Xiao Yuantianzi's words were like ice, piercing the silence of the night and also piercing Wang Zhigang's heart.

Yuan Tian, ​​the wife who was once smiling and gentle as a poem, was now standing in the shadows, holding a gun in her hand, with sharp and vigilant eyes.

Her change made Wang Zhigang feel extremely shocked and heartbroken. The woman he loved deeply turned out to be a spy from another country. His pain surged like a tide, drowning his reason.

Wang Zhigang's eyes fell on the gun in Yuan Tian's hand. The cold metal formed a sharp contrast with her once gentle gaze, which made his heart tighten.

He thought of their first meeting, her smile was like a flower, her eyes were shining with stars, but now there was only indifference and hostility. He closed his eyes painfully, trying to stop the tears from falling, but he couldn't stop the pain in his heart.

Wang Zhigang looked at her, heartbroken. He knew that their story would end in the cruelest way. In the dead of night, their love and trust were all gone in front of this small radio station.

"Bang!" A gunshot pierced the quiet night, deafening. Xiao Yuan Tianzi, the once gentle woman, now had a cold look in her eyes. She pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet went straight through Wang Zhigang's chest. The blood instantly stained his military uniform red. Wang Zhigang widened his eyes, looking at the woman in front of him in disbelief, whom he once loved deeply, but now became a deadly killer.

Xiao Yuan Tianzi approached step by step, and snatched the radio from the fallen Wang Zhigang with an expressionless face, her movements were so skillful that it seemed like she was performing a daily task. She said to him coldly: "It's all your fault. You shouldn't have discovered my secret." The warmth and tenderness of the past have been torn to pieces by the cruel reality.

However, just as Xiao Yuantianzi was about to pull the trigger again to end Wang Zhigang's life, another gunshot rang out.

"Bang!" The bullet hit her gun-holding arm accurately. She screamed in pain and the gun in her hand fell to the ground.

That was the gunman that Wang Zhigang had arranged long ago, and he had prepared for the worst.

The soldiers outside the door heard the gunshots and immediately took action. They were well-trained and rushed into the house quickly.

In their eyes, Xiao Yuan Tianzi was no longer an ordinary woman, but an enemy who must be subdued. They rushed forward and pinned her firmly to the ground.

"Take him away!" Tian Tieta's voice was as hard as iron. He rushed into the room right after him and gave orders to the soldiers with a cold look.

The soldiers obeyed the order and pressed down Xiao Yuantianzi roughly, with anger and unwillingness flashing in her eyes.

Tian Tieta's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He scanned the chaotic scene. Suddenly, his gaze stopped at the corner of the room, where a familiar figure was curled up on the ground. It was Wang Zhigang, his old friend and comrade-in-arms who had fought side by side with him.

Wang Zhigang's body was seen lying helplessly in a pool of blood. His face was as pale as snow under the moonlight. The wound on his chest was horrifying. Blood was still flowing out slowly, staining the floor beneath him red.

"Staff Officer Wang!" Tian Tieta's voice echoed in the empty room, with undisguised shock and anxiety. His steps were fast and firm, and every step seemed to be on his heart. Every time he got closer to Wang Zhigang, his heart sank.

He knelt beside Wang Zhigang and stretched out his hand, but did not dare to touch him, as if he was afraid that the cold touch would confirm the fact he feared most.

"You...what's wrong with you?" Tian Tieta's voice trembled, his eyes fixed on Wang Zhigang, trying to find a glimmer of life on his face.

However, Wang Zhigang's eyelids were drooped, his lips were pale and colorless, and he did not respond. Only the faint sound of his breathing trembled in the air, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

"I am sorry to the organization, to my parents, and to my blindness." Wang Zhigang raised his head, his eyes filled with regret and self-blame.

There was relief and sadness in his eyes. Their love was once so beautiful, but now it ended in such a tragic way.

Wang Zhigang's blood gradually spread, staining the floor red, and also staining his memories of the past red. Those sweet moments, those days and nights spent together, now became so far away, like a dream.

The moonlight shone through the window, reflecting Wang Zhigang's pale face. His breathing became weaker and weaker, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

He recalled the first time they met, she was wearing a school uniform and her eyes curved into crescents when she smiled. At that moment, he thought he had found his lifelong partner.

However, the cruelty of fate lies in that it always reveals the most painful truth at the most beautiful moment.

Wang Zhigang's heartbeat gradually weakened, his thoughts drifted far away, and the days he spent with Yuan Tian flashed through his mind like slides.

On their first date, he remembered every dish she cooked for him and every tear she mended for him. All that ordinary happiness now seemed like an irony.

Wang Zhigang's vision gradually blurred. He tried his best to grab something, but in the end he could only let his arms drop helplessly. His world slowly fell into darkness.

In the heavy silence, Tian Tieta led a team of soldiers, their faces full of solemnity and sadness, carrying a stretcher and slowly walking towards the command center.

Lying on the stretcher was their respected comrade, Wang Zhigang. His body lay there quietly, as if he was sleeping, but the tranquility revealed endless sadness.

Brigade Commander Xu Feng, Chief of Staff Tan Jinhua, Deputy Brigade Commander Gu Dalei, Political Commissar Liao Zhengming, and Tang Xiaoxiao had already been waiting at the command center, and each of them had a look of regret and mourning in their eyes.

When they saw Wang Zhigang's body, their hearts seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. The once vibrant life now became so cold.

Brigade Commander Xu Feng, this iron-willed soldier, could hardly suppress the pain in his heart at this moment. He slowly took off his military cap, raised it above his head, and paid the highest respect to Wang Zhigang.

Chief of Staff Tan Jinhua clenched his fists, tears welling up in his eyes, his eyes filled with reluctance to part with his comrades.

Deputy Brigade Commander Gu Dalei's face was filled with anger and self-blame; he could not accept this cruel fact.

Political Commissar Liao Zhengming, the man who always encouraged morale, also lowered his head and prayed silently.

Who could have thought that asking Wang Zhigang to deal with the wife of the Japanese spy would become the last mission of his life.

Perhaps, he also foresaw the ending, the guilt towards the organization, the guilt towards his dead family members, the betrayal towards his beloved wife, made him unable to face himself. Perhaps, at that moment, he didn't want to live anymore!