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

Night falls, like a thick black velvet cloth slowly covering the earth, with stars dotted in between, like flowers in the sky.

Tang Xiaoxiao and her group, led by Xiao Zhenjiang, walked on a winding path.

They carried the four heavy cannons on their shoulders and in their hands. They were pulled by a strong horse, and two strong soldiers pushed hard from the back to ensure the stability of the cannons.

The rest of the horses were also carrying various weapons and ammunition, and their hooves made dull and firm sounds as they stepped on the stone road.

As an important military base of the Japanese army, Shimokanda Airport has an impregnable defense system.

This strategic location is home to a well-equipped squadron, whose soldiers are on high alert and on high alert at all times, ensuring that every inch of territory is not lost. In the core area of ​​the airport, several extremely threatening Zero bombers are parked, like beasts waiting for an opportunity to strike, waiting for the order to attack.

The surrounding environment is even more heavily guarded, with high-voltage power grids like invisible barriers stretching for a full kilometer, tightly surrounding the airport.

These electric fences not only constitute a physical protective net, but also a psychological deterrent. Any enemy who tries to get close will face the risk of electric shock. At night, the flashing warning lights on the edge of the electric fence draw a dangerous boundary in the dark, which is in sharp contrast to the brightly lit runway in the airport, demonstrating the Japanese army's extreme importance to this airport and its determination not to violate it. The entire Shimokuanda Airport is like an indestructible fortress standing on the battlefield. Any enemy who attempts to invade will face many difficulties.

Tang Xiaoxiao was lying in a dense patch of grass. The green leaves were like a screen, hiding her figure, but they could not block her piercing eyes. Her eyes were like a cheetah watching its prey, sharp and alert, carefully scanning the surrounding environment every minute and every second, not missing any abnormal movement. Her breathing was light and steady, as if she had become one with nature. Only those words, like the horn of dawn, broke the silence.

"Is there anyone who is proficient in the use of artillery?" Her voice was low and powerful. In the two thousand words of the story, it was like a strand of silk in the dark night, skillfully weaving a tense atmosphere.

Zhou Zilong immediately responded in a low voice: "My third brother Pan Qiancheng used to be an artilleryman." His voice was deep and powerful, as if it could penetrate the darkness. Then, he shouted to Pan Qiancheng who was helping to unload the weapon: "Third brother, come here."

Pan Qiancheng, the third in command of Longhu Mountain, is thin and looks like a bamboo pole that may break at any time, but his eyes reveal determination and courage.

He was the artillery platoon leader of the 36rd Company, 28th Regiment, 3th Brigade of the Shanxi Army. His troops were forced to disband under the fierce attack of the Japanese army. Afterwards, he followed Zhou Zilong and became a bandit in Longhu Mountain, but his military spirit and love for artillery never faded.

Hearing Zhou Zilong's call, Pan Qiancheng walked over quickly. Although he was thin, his steps were steady.

"Boss, what can I do for you?" he asked respectfully, his tone full of anticipation for the mission.

Tian Tieta knew Tang Xiaoxiao's plan and didn't bother with any unnecessary politeness. He said directly: "The artillery is in your hands. Do you have the confidence to deal with those Japanese planes?" His eyes flashed with trust in Pan Qiancheng.

"I guarantee that I will complete the mission!" Pan Qiancheng's eyes instantly lit up with fighting spirit, and he answered without hesitation. For him, these artillery pieces were not only weapons, but also tools for revenge, and a pledge to his lost comrades.

Tian Tieta nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, then these four cannons will be handed over to you." His voice was full of trust and determination.

"Yes, sir!" Pan Qiancheng was very excited and immediately turned around to check his "darling".

He carefully touched each cannon as if they were old friends he had not seen for a long time.

Then, he began to arrange personnel, choose the best position, and build artillery positions. He took care of every detail personally to ensure that everything was foolproof.

Tang Xiaoxiao whispered, "I'll go in alone to check out the situation." This sentence was not only a promise she made to herself, but also an explanation to her teammates who were silently watching from behind.

Tian Tieta was already accustomed to Tang Xiaoxiao's actions. He knew her ability and her determination, so he responded, "Be careful." His voice was brief but full of concern and trust.

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, as if she had gained strength.

She stood up, and with the help of the breeze, she waved her arms lightly, like a butterfly dancing in the night sky.

Her steps were light as she moved between the trees and jumped on the branches without breaking a single branch.

This scene is no longer unfamiliar to Zhou Fugui, but every time he sees it, he is still amazed and can't help but blurt out: "Oh my God!" His tone is full of surprise and admiration.

"This young comrade is really amazing." A team member exclaimed, with admiration flashing in his eyes.

Another team member recalled his past: "When I was 12 years old, I was still herding sheep for the landlord, but this girl can already stand on her own."

Everyone nodded, expressing their agreement with Tang Xiaoxiao's abilities.

"That's right, otherwise the headquarters would not release such a powerful weapon." Tian Tieta added, his words full of affirmation for Tang Xiaoxiao.

In the dark corner of Tian Airport, a team of Japanese patrol soldiers were cautiously moving in the dim light, their footsteps echoing in the silent night. The searchlight was like a vigilant eye, cutting through the darkness from time to time, scanning the vast and empty apron, trying to find abnormal signs in every possible corner.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoxiao captured the fleeting opportunity with amazing insight.

She was ready to go, like a cheetah in the dark night, she suddenly jumped up, lightly and powerfully, and climbed to the height of three floors in an instant.

The moonlight sprinkled on her body, outlining an agile silhouette. Her figure appeared exceptionally agile as she ran on the roof, as if blending into the night. Soundlessly, with only the wind whispering in her ears, witnessing this thrilling escape.

On the top floor of the building, the Japanese anti-aircraft gun stood, like a vigilant eye, scanning the skyline all the time, guarding against possible enemy attacks from the sky or from afar. The thick gun barrel, cold, hard and dark, seemed to tell the ruthlessness and cruelty of war.

The two school guards stood tall, wearing dark military uniforms with shining bayonets hanging on their waists. They were the guardians of this iron-blooded position, with firm and vigilant eyes sweeping over every inch of land, not missing any movement.

Their presence was a symbol of order under Japanese rule and a deterrent to those who resisted. Whenever night fell, the starlight and the muzzle fire intertwined to form a series of eerie lines of defense that tightly surrounded the occupied airport, creating a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.

Gunner No. 1 was guarding his post with full concentration. Suddenly, his vision was disturbed by a blurry black shadow. The shadow flashed across the corner of the first floor like lightning and disappeared without a trace.