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

His heartstrings tensed instantly, and he opened his eyes wide and tried to search in the darkness, but there was silence all around him. Only the moonlight shone on the cold and hard turret, reflecting his confused face.

He turned to look at Fujii-kun beside him, with a hint of confusion and self-doubt in his tone, "Fujii, did you see it just now? It seems like something flew up from below."

Gunner No. 2, Kurokawa-kun, immediately scanned the surrounding environment upon hearing this. Every shadow and every movement under the moonlight did not escape his vigilant eyes.

However, apart from the sound of the wind gently blowing the leaves, he did not find anything unusual. He turned back to comfort his partner, "Fujii, you must be too tired and you must have seen it wrong. There are no other creatures around here except us. It may be just a flying bird."

Kurokawa's words eased the tension in Gunner No. 1's heart a little. He smiled bitterly and said, "Well, maybe I am dazzled."

However, they didn't know that the black shadow that flashed by at that moment was the agile Tang Xiaoxiao. She was like a cat walking at night, silently shuttling between the shadows of the buildings, clinging to the eaves and almost blending into the night.

Her heartbeat was particularly loud in the quiet night, but she forced herself to calm down and took a deep breath, interweaving her breath with the night.

Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed a unique light in the darkness, as sharp as a cat's eyes, able to capture the slightest movement. Her fingers gently stroked the dagger at her waist, and the cold metal brought a sense of security between her fingers.

She is always prepared, and if there is any sign of trouble, she will react as quickly as possible to deal with any possible danger.

"Fujii-kun, are you sure there was nothing unusual around us just now?" There was doubt in the eyes of Sharpshooter No. 1. He couldn't get rid of the vague feeling of uneasiness, as if some invisible crisis was quietly approaching, like an lingering shadow shrouding his heart.

"I have observed carefully, and there is indeed no movement." Fujii responded calmly, trying to calm his companion's anxiety. He looked around, the airport was brightly lit, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, and there seemed to be nothing unusual. "The Chinese army is no match for us. Our security measures here are strict, and they can't easily break through."

Kurokawa nodded. Although he felt a little uneasy deep down, he chose to trust Fujii's judgment and his own intuition. As an elite team, the two of them had tacit understanding and confidence, which was the key to their mission. In this tense moment, keeping calm was more important than anything else. They had to believe that they had enough ability to deal with potential threats.

Tang Xiaoxiao took advantage of the gap in their conversation and approached quickly. Her movements were light and silent, like a ghost moving through the night.

Her eyes were locked on the gunner's back, which was their blind spot and also her opportunity.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and Sharpshooter No. 1's attention was attracted. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the treetops.

In this brief moment, Tang Xiaoxiao appeared in front of him, the dagger in her hand flashing like moonlight, piercing straight into the officer's heart.

Guard 2 was horrified and instinctively wanted to resist, but Tang Xiaoxiao's movements were too fast. Before he could react, a flying knife shot towards him and Guard 2 fell to the ground.

She quickly took off her officer's uniform, put on the Japanese uniform, and then swaggered down the stairs. Tang Xiaoxiao, wearing a black nightgown, strode down the stairs like a ghost in the night.

Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, pointing directly at the warehouse where the Japanese army stored the planes. Her goal was clear and her actions were decisive.

Under the cover of moonlight, she moved silently between buildings, like a nimble cat, avoiding one cordon after another, and finally found the warehouse hidden deep in the darkness.

Not only that, she also went deep behind enemy lines and discovered the Japanese army's secret ammunition depot. This discovery made her very satisfied, as if she had grasped the enemy's lifeline.

Tang Xiaoxiao quickly and cautiously returned to the secluded place where Tian Tieta and his teammates were hiding, her eyes flashing with excitement and nervousness.

When Tian Tieta and others saw her come back, they immediately surrounded her and waited for her report.

"I found it," Tang Xiaoxiao took a breath and said in a low voice, "The location of the aircraft warehouse has been confirmed, and the ammunition depot is nearby."

"What are the coordinates?" Pan Qiancheng asked anxiously, the sight in his hand ready, waiting for instructions.

Tang Xiaoxiao quickly reported the precise coordinates, and Pan Qiancheng immediately began to adjust the shooting parameters, his fingers adjusting the artillery quickly.

"1, 2, 3, release!" His steady and powerful voice sounded particularly loud in the quiet night.

"Boom, boom," the roar of artillery fire broke the tranquility of the night. The first round of test firings deviated from the predetermined target and accidentally hit the Japanese office building.

"Old Pan, you missed the target!" Zhou Fugui stood aside, clenching his fists, his face full of anxiety and dissatisfaction. He stared at Pan Qiancheng's shell that obviously missed the target, and secretly complained in his heart. This is not a joke. Every shell represents precious resources and possible risks. How can he not feel heartbroken when such a waste is made?

Pan Qiancheng seemed quite calm. He wore an old military cap and had a determined look in his eyes, even though the shell did not fly along the expected trajectory. He raised a rough hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and explained, "I am testing the gun. It takes time to aim. Don't worry, Lao Zhou, we have to keep steady."

Zhou Fugui gritted his teeth. He knew Pan Qiancheng was an experienced veteran and had his reasons for this kind of test firing. But he still couldn't help but worry. Time was running out and every attempt was crucial.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner anxiety.

Pan Qiancheng continued to concentrate on adjusting the angle and direction of the muzzle. His fingers moved skillfully on the dial, as if playing a silent war song.

He knew Zhou Fugui's anxiety, but he also understood that only after repeated tests and calibrations could they ensure that the next shell would hit the bull's eye and complete their mission. At this critical moment, they all needed to remain calm, because victory often belonged to those who could grasp the details.

In the quiet night, Yoshida Koichi on the third floor was immersed in a sweet dream. Suddenly, a thunderous explosion tore through the silence of the night. He was suddenly awakened by the sudden explosion, and the world around him seemed to collapse in an instant.

His room, a space that was once full of life, has now turned into a burning ruin with blazing flames and billowing smoke, like the entrance to hell.

Yoshida Hiroichi's body was mercilessly thrown into the air by the power of the explosion. As powerless as a fallen leaf, it drew a sad and desperate arc and fell into the flying rubble.

"Enemy attack!" The Japanese guards were as alert as cheetahs. Seeing this tragedy, the anger and shock in their eyes could almost ignite the air. Their pupils dilated instantly, staring at the burning ruins like copper bells, and the anger in their chests burned like flames.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!" Their roars echoed in the night like the passionate rhythm of war drums, awakening the sleeping soldiers and the entire base.

The order was delivered quickly, tensely and orderly, and everyone had only one thought in their mind - to protect their homes, resist the invading enemies, and avenge their colonel.

The Japanese instantly entered combat status. They organized themselves in an orderly manner. Mortars were quickly set up and the muzzles were aimed at the enemy positions.

Seeing this, Pan Qiancheng immediately adjusted his shooting strategy. He had to find a new breakthrough before the enemy counterattacked.

"Boom, boom", the second round of artillery fire landed accurately on the Japanese ammunition depot, and the huge explosion shook the entire night sky. The shells and explosives in the ammunition depot exploded instantly, and the flames shot up into the sky, as if the gates of hell had opened, and the blazing flames engulfed everything.

"Success!" Tian Tieta shouted excitedly as he looked at the scene in front of him.

The warehouse where the planes were parked was reduced to ruins in the explosion. The planes that once threatened them were now only left with wreckage, and the Japanese counterattack was completely disintegrated.