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"Okay," Lu Yang nodded. "Without further delay, we should split up and act separately. Remember, we must be careful and not alert the enemy."

"I understand!" Ye Wanru agreed, then turned and walked out of the room.

Lu Yang looked at Ye Wanru's departing back and fell into deep thought.

He knew that the key to this battle lay in the acquisition and utilization of intelligence.

Only by having sufficient intelligence can we formulate effective combat plans and ultimately achieve victory.

And Ye Wanru is undoubtedly the best person to obtain intelligence.

He believed that with Ye Wanru's abilities and means, he would be able to complete the task.

The only thing he was worried about now was Ye Wanru's safety.

After all, this mission is too dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be doomed.

"Wanru, I hope nothing happens to you..." Lu Yang murmured to himself.

He walked to the window, looked at the dark night sky outside, and prayed silently in his heart.

At the same time, in another secret base in Zhengzhou, a conspiracy was brewing.

"General Matsumoto, this is the detailed plan of the 'Iron Wall Encirclement' plan. Please take a look." A man in Japanese military uniform respectfully handed a document to a short, fat, sinister-looking Japanese officer.

The Japanese officer named Matsumoto took the document and looked through it carefully.

There was a glint of greed and cruelty in his eyes, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

"Yoshi, yoshi," Matsumoto nodded with satisfaction, "How's the situation with Zhang Debiao?"

"Report to the General, Zhang Debiao has arrived in Wolong Town as planned and is ready to take action at any time."

"Yoshi, tell Zhang Debiao to defend Wolong Town for me. That is the key to our plan!" Matsumoto said.

"Hai!"

"Also, what's going on with that Military Intelligence Bureau agent named Lu Yang?" Matsumoto asked.

"General, according to our intelligence, Lu Yang has been active in Zhengzhou recently and seems to be investigating Zhang Debiao's case."

"Hey, this Lu Yang is a tough guy," Matsumoto's eyes flashed with a cold light, "We must not let him ruin our plan!"

"General, do you want us to..."

"No," Matsumoto interrupted him, "Now is not the time. Our 'Iron Wall Encirclement' plan is about to be implemented, and we can't let any unnecessary complications arise."

"Send someone to keep an eye on him. Report any developments to me at any time."

"Hai!"

"Go ahead, use the 'Iron Wall Encirclement' plan to turn all anti-Japanese elements into ashes!" Matsumoto laughed arrogantly.

"That night, in a hidden courtyard in Zhengzhou City, the lights were brightly lit."

Zhou Qing sat upright, a radio in front of him, the beeping of telegraph messages emanating from his earphones. His expression was focused, his fingers rapidly tapping on the keys, relaying important messages one after another.

On the other side of the room, Qinglan was meticulously polishing a pistol, every part of it gleaming brightly. Although she said nothing, her eyes revealed a firmness and resolve, like a female leopard ready for battle.

"Boss, how confident are we in this operation?" Zhou Qing stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Lu Yang standing by the window, and broke the silence.

"How much?" Lu Yang withdrew his gaze from the window, a wry smile playing on his lips. "Who can say for sure about this kind of thing? 30% is determined by fate, 70% depends on hard work, and the remaining 90% depends on whether God will bless you."

"Who did you learn this arithmetic from?" Zhou Qing was amused by Lu Yang's words and couldn't help but complain, "However, I always feel that this operation is a bit risky, especially with Ye Wanru. What if she..."

"No," Lu Yang interrupted Zhou Qing, "I believe Wanru. She won't joke with her life."

"I hope so," Zhou Qing sighed, "I just hope everything goes smoothly."

"Yes," Lu Yang walked over to Zhou Qing and patted him on the shoulder. "Once this mission is completed, we can have a good rest for a while."

"I hope so," Zhou Qing said, and suddenly remembered something. "Oh, Boss, what's that rumor about 'collaboration with the Communists' you mentioned earlier?"

Lu Yang's eyes darkened. He was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke, "This matter... is a long story. In fact, from the day I joined the Military Control Commission, some people have doubted my identity. After all, for someone like me, with no family background and no backing, to have reached this position in a place like the Military Control Commission is indeed a bit eye-catching."

"What happened next?" Zhou Qing asked.

"Later... to prove my innocence, I had no choice but to work even harder on the mission, proving my loyalty with my actions." Lu Yang gave a wry smile. "Over the years, I've risked my life and made considerable contributions, finally silencing those people. However, this 'Thunderbolt Project' mission was incredibly important, and that old fox Dai Li became suspicious again, so he sent that bastard Li Yunfei to spy on me."

"Then, Boss, what are you going to do?" Zhou Qing asked worriedly, "If that bastard Li Yunfei really finds out something, you'll be in danger."

"Don't worry, I've long expected this day to come," Lu Yang's eyes flashed with a sly look, "so, I've also kept a trick up my sleeve."

"What's the back-up plan?" Zhou Qing asked curiously.

"Well, let's keep it secret for now," Lu Yang said mysteriously, "You'll know when the time comes."

"Boss, you're still keeping me in suspense!" Zhou Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm really getting anxious!"

"Okay, don't worry," Lu Yang smiled. "I'll tell you when the time comes. For now, just focus on your work and ensure smooth communication. This is our lifeline."

"Understood!" Zhou Qing agreed and continued to devote himself to his busy work.

Qinglan raised her head, glanced at Lu Yang, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Lu Yang noticed Qinglan's look, walked over to her, and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there anything you want to say to me?"

"Lu Yang," Qing Lan put down the gun in his hand, his eyes filled with worry, "Are you really sure about this operation? I always feel uneasy."

"Silly girl, don't worry," Lu Yang held Qinglan's hand and comforted her, "When have I ever let you down? Just rest assured and wait for my good news!"

"But..." Qinglan wanted to say something but was interrupted by Lu Yang.

"No buts," Lu Yang said firmly, "Believe me, everything will be fine."

Qinglan looked at Lu Yang's determined eyes, and the uneasiness in her heart dissipated a lot. She knew that Lu Yang never did anything without confidence. Since he said so, there must be a reason for it.

"Well, I believe you," Qinglan nodded, "but you must promise me that you will come back safely."

"Don't worry," Lu Yang held Qing Lan in his arms and kissed her gently on the forehead. "Wait for me to come back. Once we complete this mission, our family will be reunited."

"Well," Qinglan snuggled in Lu Yang's arms with a happy smile on her face, "Nianjun and I are waiting for you to come back."

The two hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bodies.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, everything around disappeared, only the sound of each other's heartbeats was quietly telling of endless love.

However, they all knew that this moment of warmth was just the calm before the storm.

A bigger storm is coming towards them...

Wolong Town, located 50 miles east of Zhengzhou, lies at the junction of the eastern Henan Plain and the remnants of the Funiu Mountains. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.

Ever since Zhang Debiao led his troops to surrender to the Japanese, Wolong Town has become their base camp.

As night falls, Wolong Town is brightly lit and bustling with activity.

Zhang Debiao's regimental headquarters was located in the largest house in the town. The yard was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, and the sound of gongs and drums was deafening. A grand celebration banquet was being held.

Zhang Debiao sat in the main seat, his face flushed with pride. Beside him sat several Japanese officers, each of them arrogant and domineering.

"Captain Zhang, you did a great job this time. The Imperial Army is very satisfied!" A Japanese officer named Sato raised his wine glass and said in stiff Chinese, "Come, I'll toast you!"

"Thank you for your compliment, Madam!" Zhang Debiao was flattered and quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. "This is what I should do! It is my honor to serve the Imperial Army!"

"Yoshi!" Sato nodded with satisfaction. "Captain Zhang, you will be a friend of the Imperial Army from now on. You have a bright future!"

"Thank you, Madam! Thank you, Madam!" Zhang Debiao nodded and bowed, with a big smile on his face.

"Captain Zhang, I heard you recently took a new concubine. You're so lucky!" another Japanese officer said with a lecherous look. "When will you let the brothers see her?"

"Hahaha..." Zhang Debiao laughed triumphantly, "No problem, no problem! Come on, call out the third concubine and toast to the ladies!"

After a while, a young woman dressed in gorgeous clothes walked in, swaying her waist. The woman was very charming and had attractive red lips.

"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, hello..." The woman said delicately, her voice so sweet that it was sickening.

"Wow, Miss Hua is so beautiful!" Several Japanese officers stared at her with their eyes wide open and their mouths almost drooling.

"Come on, come on, have a few drinks with the ladies!" Zhang Debiao put his arm around the third concubine's waist and pushed her to the side of several Japanese officers.

"Madam, please..."

For a moment, the room was filled with obscene words and ugly behaviors.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Zhang Debiao dismissed his attendants and left only Sato and a few confidants.

"Mr. Sato, there is something I want to discuss with you." Zhang Debiao said in a low voice.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Sato asked.

"That's right," Zhang Debiao said, "I heard that a batch of military supplies will be shipped to Wolong Town soon?"

"Oh, that's right," Sato nodded. "That's what the Imperial Army prepared for you. How about it, Captain Zhang? Are you happy?"

"Glad, glad," Zhang Debiao nodded repeatedly, but secretly began to make plans. "Madam, you know, I only have so few people under my command right now, and it's really a stretch. Do you think it's possible..."

"Captain Zhang, what you mean is..."

"hey-hey"

Zhang Debiao smiled and said, "Can you give me all this batch of arms?"

"What?" Sato's face darkened upon hearing this. "Captain Zhang, your appetite is a bit too big, isn't it?"

"Don't misunderstand, Madam," Zhang Debiao quickly explained. "I'm doing this to better serve the Imperial Army! Think about it, as long as I have this batch of arms, I can recruit soldiers and expand my strength. By then, not only will Zhengzhou be a small city, but even the entire Central Plains will be within my grasp."

"This..." Sato hesitated.

"Taijun, think about it. When the time comes, the splendor and wealth of the Central Plains will be yours to enjoy." Zhang Debiao continued to tempt her. "This is a sure-win deal!"

Sato pondered for a long time, and finally, he spoke.