Bright Sword: Double penetration of the dealer, shocking Li Yunlong

The commander-in-chief's suddenly gloomy face was like a dark cloud weighing on everyone's heart.

The air seemed to freeze, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing.

Li Jingrong's heart skipped a beat.

"Comrade Li Jingrong," the commander-in-chief's voice was deep and powerful, breaking the suffocating silence, "I'm afraid we're in trouble again. New enemies have appeared..."

Just then, Liu Yuan walked over with a serious expression and handed a telegram to Li Jingrong.

The telegram paper was rough, the handwriting was sloppy, and it emitted a faint smell of gunpowder.

Li Jingrong took the telegram, glanced at the lines of words, and frowned.

“Even though the eagle’s wings are broken, the sky has not fallen. The real war has just begun.”

These two short sentences are full of threats and provocations, as if there is a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Li Jingrong held the telegram in his palm, feeling the roughness and coldness of the paper, as if he was holding a bloody knife.

He raised his head and looked at the sky outside Yan'an City, which was dyed red by the morning light, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

"Okay," he whispered, his voice not loud but full of confidence and determination, "Come on, I'll wait for you."

He clenched his fists, and his knuckles made a crackling sound, as if swearing his determination and courage.

The real war has just begun, and he is ready to face all challenges.

The early morning in Yan'an carries a hint of the fragrance of earth and a hint of the solemnity of war.

Liu Yuan rubbed his red eyes from staying up late. The Communications Department is always one of the busiest places.

Piles of documents piled up on his desk like a mountain, waiting for him to sort and archive them.

"Huh, how long will it take to sort this out..." Liu Yuan muttered, but he didn't dare to relax his eyes, for fear of missing any clues.

Suddenly, a brown paper bag caught his attention.

The paper bag had no number or mark, lying quietly in the corner, like a forgotten ghost.

"What is this?" Liu Yuan picked up the paper bag in confusion and opened it. Inside was a pile of yellowed telegram manuscript paper.

"Old encrypted radio records?" Liu Yuan frowned. Shouldn't these things have been destroyed long ago?

He quickly flipped through the telegram manuscripts and found that these telegrams were sent after Hawkeye was killed!

"Impossible!" Liu Yuan exclaimed, "Eagle Eye is dead, who's still sending these telegrams?"

He did not dare to delay and immediately took the telegram manuscripts back to his office.

"No, I have to decipher it quickly!" Liu Yuan thought.

He found the long-forgotten code book and began to decipher the telegrams one by one.

As time passed, beads of sweat appeared on Liu Yuan's forehead.

Finally, the last telegram was deciphered.

Liu Yuan's face turned pale in an instant and his hands began to tremble slightly.

The content of the telegram was just a few words: "The night owl has awakened."

"Night Owl? What does this mean?" Liu Yuan felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.

He immediately got up, rushed out of the office and went straight to Li Jingrong's residence.

"Brigade Commander! Something happened!" Liu Yuan said breathlessly, "We may have overlooked a more dangerous enemy!"

At the same time, Dongfang Wenyin was also busy.

She was seconded to the General Political Department Propaganda Team, responsible for reviewing the backgrounds of recently transferred personnel.

The demise of the "Sky Group" made her realize that the depth of enemy infiltration was far beyond her imagination.

She must completely eradicate the cancer hiding in the dark.

"Director Dongfang, these are the files of the recently transferred personnel." A young staff member placed a thick stack of files on her desk.

"Thank you for your hard work." Dongfang Wenyin nodded and began to carefully look through the files.

She flipped through the pages one by one, not missing any details.

Suddenly, a file caught her attention.

The owner of this file is Wang Qiang, a newly transferred archivist.

His resume seemed perfect, without any problems.

However, Dongfang Wenyin found a hint of doubt in his file.

"Wang Qiang...had contact with members of the 'Sky Group'?" Dongfang Wenyin muttered to himself.

She immediately arranged for people to secretly follow Wang Qiang.

A few days later, the tracking personnel reported that Wang Qiang often went in and out of some hidden places and had contact with some unidentified people.

"There is indeed a problem!" Dongfang Wenyin

She immediately reported the situation to Li Jingrong.

"Commander, I suspect that the archivist, Wang Qiang, is a member of Night Owl," Dongfang Wenyin said gravely. "He's very likely secretly passing on information or destroying our archives."

After listening to Dongfang Wenyin's report, Li Jingrong frowned.

"It seems that this 'Night Owl' is more cunning and more secretive than the 'Sky Group'." Li Jingrong thought.

He immediately called everyone together to discuss countermeasures.

"We must lure this 'Night Owl' out and completely eradicate it!" Li Jingrong said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, there will be endless trouble!"

After some discussion, they decided to deliberately spread false information to lure the "Night Owl" into the trap.

"We've announced that we'll be building a new arsenal near Yan'an," Li Jingrong said. "This news will undoubtedly attract the attention of the Night Owls, and they'll undoubtedly try to sabotage our plans."

In order to ensure that everything goes smoothly, Li Jingrong also arranged for Duan Peng to lead the Wolf Warriors Special Forces to secretly monitor the movements of suspicious persons.

"Duan Peng, your mission is to keep a close eye on those suspicious individuals. If you discover anything unusual, report it immediately!" Li Jingrong said seriously. "Remember, you must be cautious and don't alert the enemy!"

A few days later, a messenger quietly left Yan'an City.

He was wearing shabby clothes and a hat that covered half of his face, and looked like an ordinary farmer.

However, Duan Peng recognized him at a glance.

"That's him!" Duan Peng whispered, "He's the suspicious person we've been tracking!"

Duan Peng immediately led the Wolf Warriors Special Forces and followed quietly.

The messenger headed north, through a desolate mountain area, and finally came to an abandoned temple.

The temple is in a dilapidated state, with cracks all over the walls and most of the roof collapsed.

The messenger carefully pushed open the temple door and walked in.

"Get started!" Duan Peng whispered, "Don't leave any alive!"

Zhou Weiguo led the Wolf Warriors special forces and rushed into the temple like a gust of wind.

In the temple, several spies disguised as beggars were gathering together to discuss something.

"Who is it!" The spy exclaimed and immediately took out his gun, ready to fight back.

However, the members of the Wolf Warrior Special Forces were faster. They were like tigers descending from the mountains and instantly knocked these spies to the ground.

Gunshots, screams, and roars instantly resounded throughout the temple.

Zhou Weiguo held a sharp dagger and moved through the crowd like a ghost.

His movements were clean and neat, without any delay, and each of his strikes accurately pierced the enemy's vital points.

"Puff!" A spy fell to the ground, and his blood stained the ground red.

"Bang!" A member of the Wolf Warrior Special Forces was hit and fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" Zhou Weiguo roared and kicked the spy who fired the gun away.

After a fierce battle, the Wolf Warriors finally killed all the spies.

"Weiguo, count the casualties!" Duan Peng said in a deep voice.

"Report to the captain, we lost one team member and two were injured." A team member reported.

Zhou Weiguo walked up to the deceased team member and gently closed his eyes.

"Brother, don't worry, we will definitely avenge you!" Zhou Weiguo whispered.

Duan Peng walked up to Zhou Weiguo and patted him on the shoulder.

"Weiguo, I'm deeply saddened by your loss." Duan Peng said, "We have more important things to do."

He pointed to a document on the ground and said, "This is what we found on these spies. Take a look."

Zhou Weiguo picked up the document and read it carefully.

The document is labeled "Night Owl-Operation One" and records the enemy's combat plan in detail.

"What do they want to do?" Zhou Weiguo frowned.

"They want to use a batch of 'poisoned grain' that has been infiltrated into the logistics system to create chaos before a crucial battle!" Zhou Weiguo said gravely, "What a vicious plan!"

After reading the document, Zhou Weiguo's face turned pale.

He immediately handed the document to Duan Peng and asked him to send it back to headquarters immediately.

"We must get this information back immediately without delay!" Zhou Weiguo said, "Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Duan Peng took the documents and immediately rushed towards Yan'an with several team members.

Zhou Weiguo stood in front of the abandoned temple, looking at Duan Peng's departing back.

"Night Owl...what on earth do you want to do?"

He had a vague feeling in his heart that a greater crisis was quietly approaching.

In the commander-in-chief's office, Li Jingrong looked at the intelligence in his hand with a terribly gloomy expression.

"Poisoned food... Night Owl... How brave!" Li Jingrong's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

"We must take action immediately to stop their conspiracy!" Li Jingrong thought.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the land outside Yan'an City shrouded in night.

"The real war has just begun..."

There was a glimmer of determination in Li Jingrong's eyes.

"Pass on my order!" Li Jingrong's voice was low and powerful, echoing in the empty office, "Seal all granaries!" Li Jingrong's order exploded like thunder, breaking the silent night in Yan'an.

Seal the granary!

This is the only way to prevent "poisonous food" from entering the mouths of civilians and the army.

After receiving the order, Zhao Gang took his guards and rode on a fast horse, galloping towards the front-line troops at night. The sound of horse hooves broke the silence of the night and also struck his worried heart.

In Liu Yuan's office, the telegraph machine's beeping sound was rapid and harsh. He rubbed his eyes tiredly, grabbed the latest telegram, and his face turned ashen in an instant.

"Can you save tonight, but can you save tomorrow?" The handwriting on the telegram was extremely arrogant, as if the "Night Owl" was grinning triumphantly in the dark, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

"Not good!" Liu Yuan stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground with a loud "clang".

He didn't bother to tidy up and grabbed the phone to call Li Jingrong, but before he finished dialing the number, a heat wave hit his face, with a strong smell of burning.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion resounded throughout Yan'an, and the earth began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the dazzling flames dyed half the sky red, and thick smoke billowed straight into the sky, obscuring the starlight.

In the northern suburbs of Yan'an, a grain storage warehouse was engulfed in flames. The air was filled with the stench of burning grain, making it hard to breathe.

"It's the granary! Night Owl, they are so cruel!" Liu Yuan roared, his voice full of anger and despair.

He rushed out of the office like a madman and ran towards the direction where the flames were rising into the sky.

At this time, Li Jingrong was standing in front of the map, studying the deployment of the front-line war. Suddenly, a violent explosion was heard, and the teacups on the table were shaken and jumped up. He suddenly looked up and looked out the window, only to see flames rising into the sky and thick smoke billowing in the direction of the northern suburbs. His face turned ashen in an instant.

"Night Owl...what a good trick!" He said gritting his teeth, with raging anger burning in his eyes.

We must get there as soon as possible, otherwise...

"Prepare the car!"