Spy war in the Republic of China, peak undercover

The gunshots gradually became less frequent and eventually disappeared completely.

The forest returned to tranquility again, with only the occasional bird calls breaking the silence of the night sky.

Lu Yang stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the corpses all over the ground, without any fluctuation in his eyes. His heart was as cold as the cold moonlight.

"It's over." Qinglan walked to Lu Yang and said softly.

"Not yet." Lu Yang shook his head. "This has just begun."

"What?" Qinglan was puzzled.

"'Crow' is dead, but his organization is still there, and their conspiracy continues." Lu Yang said, "We have more important things to do."

"What's the matter?" Qinglan asked.

"We are going to meet someone." Lu Yang said, then he turned around and looked into the distance, his eyes deep and distant.

"Who?" Qinglan asked.

"Someone... who can help us put an end to all this." Lu Yang said. His voice was soft, but full of strength and hope.

"Who?" Qinglan asked again, her heart full of curiosity and anticipation.

Lu Yang smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "A person...you would never think of it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

Qinglan, Xiaohe and Xiaojiang followed closely behind, their faces also full of anticipation and hope.

They knew that Lu Yang was going to take them to create a miracle again.

And this time, the miracle they are going to create will be a miracle of a new era!

……

At dawn, the sky in the east began to turn pale, heralding the arrival of a new day.

Lu Yang brought Qinglan, Xiaohe and Xiaojiang to the center of Jiangcheng City.

They came to a magnificent building. Above the gate of the building hung a golden plaque with four big words written on it - "Presidential Palace".

"The Presidential Palace?" Qing Lan asked in surprise, looking at the building in front of him, "What are we doing here?"

Lu Yang smiled slightly and said mysteriously: "Of course... to see the president."

"Meet the President?!" Qing Lan was even more shocked. "You...you want to meet the President?!"

"Is anything impossible?" Lu Yang asked back.

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

"Believe me," Lu Yang said, "everything will be fine."

After saying that, he straightened his clothes and walked towards the gate of the Presidential Palace with Qinglan, Xiaohe and Xiaojiang.

The president's words were like thunder in the dark night, setting Lu Yang's eardrums buzzing. Power? The word carried both a suffocating allure and an all-consuming danger.

Lu Yang's thick eyebrows arched slightly, his lips curling in a playful arc, but his eyes remained as calm as water, without a ripple, as if the "power" the president spoke of was nothing more than a pebble on the roadside, uninteresting to him. "Mr. President, your words have left Lu Yang a little confused," he said slowly, his voice low and deliberately skeptical, like a young man suddenly thrown into the political vortex, feeling lost and at a loss.

The president's deep eyes, as deep as an ancient well, locked onto Lu Yang, as if trying to see through his soul. "Young man, there's no need to play dumb in front of me. You've gone to such lengths, even risking your life, to come here. Isn't it all about power?"

Lu Yang sneered inwardly. This old fox was indeed direct and cunning enough. He dropped his joking expression and spoke in a serious tone, with a hint of the impulsiveness and ambition unique to youth. "It would be hypocritical to say I don't have the slightest desire for power. But the power Lu Yang seeks isn't just for personal gain."

He paused, his gaze blazing as he looked at the president, his voice resounding and powerful. "The power Lu Yang seeks is for his country, for the nation, for the expulsion of the Japanese pirates, and for the Chinese nation to once again stand tall in the world!"

These words were spoken with passion and righteousness, as if a passionate young man with the world at heart was expressing his ambitions and ideals to the world. Qing Lan stood behind Lu Yang, looking at his tall figure, a complex light flashing in her eyes, a mixture of admiration and worry.

A subtle glint flashed in the president's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was quite satisfied with Lu Yang's answer. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said slowly, "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent for the country and the world! Excellent for expelling the Japanese pirates! It's rare for a young man to have such a broad mind and courage."

He put down his teacup, leaned forward slightly, stared at Lu Yang with a burning gaze, and his tone became meaningful. "In that case, I'll get straight to the point. Lu Yang, I need your strength to help me accomplish something."

Here it comes! Lu Yang's heart trembled, knowing that the main topic was finally about to begin. On the surface, he remained calm and maintained a respectful attitude. "Mr. President, please speak. Lu Yang will do his best."

"I want you," the president paused, his tone becoming serious, with a hint of heavy expectation, "to help me... stabilize this precarious country!"

As soon as the words fell, the reception room fell into silence, as if the air had frozen. Lu Yang's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected the president to be so direct and honest, handing such a significant task to a young, unknown man like him.

He looked deeply at the president, trying to discern something from his deep eyes. What he saw was exhaustion, helplessness, expectation, and a hint of hard-to-conceal despair.

Lu Yang understood that the president was really desperate. He needed help and strength, and he, Lu Yang, might be his last hope.

"Mr. President, you think too highly of Lu Yang." Lu Yang spoke slowly, his tone humble, yet with a subtle hint of probing. "Lu Yang is just an ordinary citizen. How can I be worthy of such an important responsibility?"

The president waved his hand, interrupting Lu Yang and saying firmly, "Lu Yang, there's no need to underestimate yourself. I see your ability, your courage, and your determination. You are a talent, a rare talent. I believe you can help me."

He stood up and walked to the window, his back to Lu Yang. His gaze was cast outward. His voice was low and distant, tinged with a deep sense of helplessness and sadness. "China today is ravaged by internal and external troubles. The Japanese pirates are lurking outside, while treacherous officials are wreaking havoc on the government. The people are destitute, and the country is on the verge of collapse. My role as president is truly... pathetic!"

The president's words were filled with powerlessness and sadness, which made Lu Yang's heart ache. He knew that the president was telling the truth. China was indeed at its most critical moment. Internal and external troubles were piled up, and it was difficult to turn the tide. How could it be easy to turn the tide?

"Mr. President..." Qinglan walked over to Lu Yang and called softly, a hint of worry in her tone. She could sense that Lu Yang's mood, also affected by the president's words, had become heavy.

Lu Yang gently patted Qinglan's hand, signaling her to calm down. Then, he raised his head, looked at the president, and said in a firm tone: "Mr. President, although Lu Yang is not talented, if I can do my part for my country and the world, it is my duty. However..."

He paused, looking at the president sharply, his tone sharpening. "It's just that Lu Yang wants to know, Mr. President, what exactly do you need Lu Yang for? And what can you... give Lu Yang?"

This question goes straight to the point and is very blunt. It carries a bit of questioning meaning, as well as the sharpness and ambition unique to young people.

The president's body trembled slightly when he heard this. He slowly turned around and looked at Lu Yang, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes.

“Young man, you are indeed… different.” The president repeated this sentence again, with a hint of praise and admiration in his tone.

He walked back to the sofa and sat down, picked up the teacup, took a sip, looked at Lu Yang with deep eyes, slowly opened his mouth, and uttered two words.

"that power."

"What I want to give you is supreme...power!" The president's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, exploding in the reception room, shaking Lu Yang's mind.

Power! These two words carried a maddening magic, a force powerful enough to subvert everything. Lu Yang's heart began to beat violently, an indescribable desire burning in his chest like wildfire.

He looked at the president with burning eyes and rapid breathing. The opportunity he had been waiting for finally came!

"Supreme power?" Lu Yang's voice was a little hoarse. "Mr. President, are you...are you serious?"

The president put down his teacup and stared at Lu Yang with a piercing gaze, his voice firm and unwavering. "Lu Yang, do you want power? Do you want to change the fate of this country, this nation?"

"I do!" Lu Yang answered without hesitation, his voice loud and full of desire and ambition.

"Very good!" The president nodded with satisfaction, and a smile finally appeared on his face, a smile full of conspiracy and calculation, but also with a hint of elusive... madness.

By the time they left the presidential palace, daybreak had already broken. The sunlight shone on Lu Yang's body, but it couldn't dispel the chill in his heart. The president's plan had lit a fire in his heart, making his blood boil, but also making him feel unprecedented pressure.

"Lu Yang, how are you? What did the president say to you?" Qing Lan came up and asked with concern.

Lu Yang looked around and said in a low voice, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

The four of them hurriedly left the presidential palace and returned to the safe house. After closing the door and isolating themselves from the outside world, Lu Yang told Qinglan, Xiaohe, and Xiaojiang the president's plan in detail.

"What?! You're going to be a spy?!" Xiaohe exclaimed, his little face full of shock and worry.

Although Xiao Jiang didn't say anything, his hand tightly grasping the corner of Lu Yang's clothes revealed his inner anxiety.

Qinglan's reaction was relatively calm, but her brows were furrowed tightly, revealing her inner solemnity. "Lu Yang, this is too dangerous. Do you really want to do this?"

"This is the only way," Lu Yang said firmly, leaving no room for doubt. "If we want to complete our plan, overthrow the corrupt government, and confront the powerful Japanese, we must penetrate deep behind enemy lines and dismantle them from within."

"But..." Qinglan wanted to say something, but Lu Yang raised his hand to stop her.

"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Lu Yang walked to Qing Lan and gently held her hand, his eyes gentle but firm. "I will protect myself and you too."

Qinglan looked at Lu Yang silently. She saw unprecedented determination and confidence in his eyes. It was a power that could move people's hearts and calmed her originally anxious heart a little.

"I believe you." Qinglan said softly, his tone full of trust and support.

"Thank you, Qinglan." Lu Yang looked at Qinglan gratefully, a warm feeling welling up in his heart. With Qinglan's understanding and support, he felt extremely relieved and motivated.

"Uncle Lu, I believe in you too!" Xiao He and Xiao Jiang also came over and said in unison. Their childish voices were full of power.

Lu Yang smiled, rubbed the two little guys' heads, and was deeply moved. He knew that he was not fighting alone. He had Qinglan, Xiaohe, Xiaojiang, and thousands of Chinese people like them who longed for peace and happiness, supporting him and waiting for him.

"Alright," Lu Yang stood up and looked around, his eyes becoming sharper. "Now, let's start formulating a detailed lurking plan."

"A hidden plan?" Qing Lan was stunned. "Don't we already have a plan?"

"The previous plan was just a general direction," Lu Yang explained, shaking his head. "Now, we need to formulate a more detailed and thorough plan, including my identity, my mission, my route of action, and my retreat."

"Retreat?" Qinglan frowned. "Do you think this operation will fail?"

"Of course I hope for success, but we must prepare for the worst." Lu Yang said in a deep voice, "Knowing ourselves and the enemy, we can fight a hundred battles without danger. We must consider all possible scenarios so that we can turn danger into safety in times of crisis."

"I understand." Qinglan nodded. She knew that Lu Yang was right. This operation was of great importance. If they were not careful, they would be doomed. They must be fully prepared to ensure that nothing would go wrong.

Lu Yang, Qing Lan, Xiao He, and Xiao Jiang began their intense and busy preparations. They carefully studied maps, analyzed intelligence, and deduced various possible scenarios, formulating a detailed lurking plan to ensure it was foolproof.

Lu Yang disguised himself as a young Chinese who grew up in Japan. He was proficient in Japanese and understood Japanese culture. Moreover, he also specially learned some Japanese kendo and judo in order to better integrate into Japanese society.

His mission is to infiltrate the Japanese Special High Section, obtain intelligence, destroy the enemy's conspiracy, and ultimately find the "spark" to complete the mission assigned by the president.

This is a difficult and challenging task, but Lu Yang is not afraid. He is ready to face this final battle!

……

Three days later, Lu Yang came to No. 18 Xiafei Road again.

It was still peaceful here, without any abnormality, as if everything was the same as it was three days ago.

Lu Yang took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in.

In the room, Zhang Hannian was already waiting for him.

"You're here." Zhang Hannian looked at Lu Yang and smiled slightly.

"I'm here." Lu Yang nodded, then walked to Zhang Hannian, took out a document from his arms and handed it to him.

"What is this?" Zhang Hannian took the document and asked in confusion.

"This is my plan." Lu Yang said.

Zhang Hannian opened the document and began to read it carefully. His brows furrowed more and more as he read deeper, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Lu Yang, you... are you really going to do this?" Zhang Hannian raised his head and looked at Lu Yang, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"Yes." Lu Yang nodded.

"You're crazy!" Zhang Hannian couldn't help but exclaimed, "You're simply courting death by doing this!"

"I know." Lu Yang said lightly, "But I have to do this."

"Why?" Zhang Hannian was puzzled. "Why would you take such a big risk? You could have chosen a safer path. You could have..."