The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

On a gloomy afternoon, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if weighing heavily on people's hearts, making them feel extremely depressed.

Wang Yaxin looked solemn, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the wrinkles on his forehead were as sharp as if carved by a knife. He lowered his voice and called the third platoon leader Liu Mazi over.

The voice seemed to come from the bottom of a deep valley, revealing a sense of mystery and tension:

"Third Platoon Leader, your new recruit Xu Liumin might be an undercover agent."

This news was like a thunderclap, instantly exploding in Liu Mazi's heart. His eyes suddenly widened, his bloodshot eyeballs seemed to be about to burst out of his eye sockets, and he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Commander, I'm going to find him right now and kill him!"

At this time, a strong wind whistled through the camp, and the sound of the wind was like the roar of a wild beast, blowing the military flags fluttering as if trying to break free from their restraints.

Fortunately, the battalion commander stopped his impulsive behavior in time, so as not to alert the enemy.

The battalion commander frowned, looking at the windblown mess around him, his face full of seriousness and anxiety. His expression seemed to be carved by time, heavy and vicissitudes. He said:

"Why are you so anxious? What if there's more than one undercover agent? What's the point of arresting only him?

Besides, there is no conclusive evidence for this matter.”

Second Platoon Leader Hu Ji stood aside, looking anxious. His brows were knitted into a knot, and beads of sweat on his forehead swayed in the wind. He asked:

"Captain, what do you say we should do?"

The battalion commander thought for a moment, then replied with a firm gaze and a serious expression:

"How about this, Third Platoon Leader, you keep a close eye on Xu Liumin's every move and make sure he doesn't reveal any flaws.

If the situation is not right, you can just arrest him for me yourself;

If you find anything abnormal with him, report it to me immediately."

Liu Mazi, who was always outspoken, asked anxiously:

"Captain, why don't you just arrest him and interrogate him?"

The battalion commander patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Think about it, this matter hasn't been concluded yet. If we act rashly and impulsively, the consequences will be disastrous and will likely chill the hearts of the soldiers."

After understanding the pros and cons, the third platoon leader nodded solemnly and said:

"Commander, I understand. I will complete the mission!"

……

The next night, the darkness was as dark as ink, so thick that it could not be dissolved.

Xu refugees took advantage of the pitch-black night and quietly left the camp like a ghost.

He crouched down, his steps as light as a civet cat, and his clothes blended into the darkness, as if he was a part of it.

There was vigilance in his eyes as he looked around from time to time. Fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, sparkling in the moonlight like cold stars.

Third platoon leader Liu Mazi followed cautiously behind, not daring to breathe, and each step was as light as a falling leaf.

Xu the refugees walked and stopped, very alert, and looked back from time to time.

Those eyes were like sharp swords, seemingly able to pierce through the darkness.

Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, Liu Mazi quickly hid behind big trees or boulders, and several times he narrowly avoided being discovered.

His heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

When Xu Liumin walked to a narrow path, he suddenly stopped.

His ears moved slightly, and he seemed to hear a very subtle sound.

Xu Liumin's eyes instantly became sharp. He slowly turned around, his eyes like torches, carefully scanning the darkness behind him. His eyes seemed to be able to ignite the darkness, and he shouted in a low voice:

"who is it?

Come out to me!

Otherwise I would have shot you."

At this moment, Liu Mazi's heart was in his throat. He pressed himself tightly against the trunk of a big tree, and even his breathing almost stopped.

Xu Liumin walked back step by step. His footsteps were particularly clear in the silent night, and every step was like a heavy hammer hitting Liu Mazi's heart.

His hand had already quietly reached for the weapon at his waist, ready to deal with any possible situation at any time.

Just when Liu Mazi thought he was about to be discovered, a patrolling soldier suddenly passed by. The soldier's footsteps broke the suffocating silence and attracted Xu Liumin's attention.

Xu Liumin cursed under his breath, quickly turned around and continued walking.

Liu Mazi breathed a sigh of relief, and only after Xu Liumin walked away did he follow him carefully.

His clothes were already soaked with sweat, sticking to his body and making him feel cold.

I couldn't help but grumble quietly, "I'm never going to be with an undercover agent again. Why are you so alert?"

As he walked, Xu Liumin suddenly quickened his pace and turned into a fork in the road.

Liu Mazi followed closely behind, but found that there was no one at the fork in the road.

Just as he was puzzled, he heard a rustling sound coming from the grass beside him.

Liu Mazi nervously gripped the gun in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, ready to deal with any emergency.

At this time, a black shadow jumped out from the grass. It turned out to be a hare.

Xu Liumin appeared from nowhere and continued to move forward.

Liu Mazi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued to track.

His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, but he still managed to keep up.

When Xu Liumin was meeting with a mysterious man in a remote corner, Liu Mazi was hiding in the bushes not far away, his heart beating so nervously that it was almost in his throat.

He covered his mouth and nose, afraid of making any sound.

Xu Liumin took out a small notebook from his arms and handed it to the mysterious man, talking in a low voice.

The mysterious man spoke first and said;

“Is there a ‘tail’ behind you?”

Xu Liumin shook his head and said:

"How could there be a tail? I went around in circles before I dared to walk here. If there was one, I would have discovered it long ago."

The mysterious man said, "Where's the intelligence?"

Xu Liumin handed over a piece of paper and said in a low voice:

"This is the latest intelligence. You must proceed with caution."

The mysterious man responded:

"Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly.

But next time you have to move faster.”

Xu Liumin nodded and said:

"I know, I'll be careful."

……

Liu Mazi cursed inwardly, "This kid is really up to something!"

This made Liu Mazi even more convinced that Xu Liumin was an undercover agent.

In the following days, the sky was always overcast and drizzling.

The raindrops are like sorrow, densely interwoven between heaven and earth.

In this depressing atmosphere, during the three days of contact, the third platoon leader indeed discovered more things wrong with Xu Liumin.

This made him, who usually had a good attitude, curse his mother.

Then he hurriedly reported his work to the battalion commander.

It was a quiet night. The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds. The camp was surrounded by darkness, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

The battalion commander summoned everyone who knew about the matter, including Zhao Shao.

The battalion commander sat in the tent with a serious and focused expression. The candlelight swayed in the wind, illuminating his tightly pursed lips and furrowed brow. The light and shadow dancing on his face added a bit of solemnity.

The battalion commander said, "Third Platoon Leader, tell me in detail what you found."

Third Platoon Leader Liu Mazi quickly replied, "Battalion Commander, I saw Xu Liumin meet a mysterious man with my own eyes. He even handed him a notebook. They're acting suspiciously. There's definitely something fishy going on!"

Second Platoon Leader Hu Ji continued, "Battalion Commander, we have to find a solution quickly. We can't let this undercover agent ruin our plans!"

His voice was urgent and anxious.

Zhao Shao also echoed: "Yes, Battalion Commander, we have to make a decision!"

The four of them sat in the dim tent with serious expressions as they began to discuss, racking their brains to come up with a good idea.

The atmosphere was so tense that it was almost impossible to breathe...