The mask was shot off, my husband, you are the king of spy wars

Yamamoto Twelve was killed with one strike! He fell in a pool of blood!

There was not even a sound under the light. Lin Xia continued to eat the mutton hotpot with a smile on her face.

Yamamoto Juju had a knife stuck in his throat and his eyes widened. The dignified commander of the Sakura Brigade was actually killed like this.

Just last month he received news that he would be promoted to major general.

Lin Xia slowly walked towards Yamamoto Juju's body.

So what if you're a major general? Even if you're the fucking emperor, you can block two swords? Ridiculous!

With a swish, Lin Xia drew her knife!

Then he took out the gun from Yamamoto Twelve's waist!

"Little devil, what did you want to do just now? Shoot?"

"I'll open it for you!"

As he said that, he pulled the trigger!

boom!

The alarm sounded in just a few seconds, and Lin Xia could hear the footsteps of the Japanese from a long distance away.

In just a few seconds, Lin Xia changed into the Japanese officer's uniform and walked out swaggeringly.

Afterwards, teams of Japanese soldiers surrounded the headquarters tent tightly.

In just a few minutes, the Japanese patrol teams around were rushing towards the tent, but after opening the tent, the Japanese patrol team leader was dumbfounded!

"Brigade Commander!"

"Brigade Commander!"

"Military doctor!"

"Military doctor!"

...

At this moment, all the devils panicked!

Who would have thought that all the highest-ranking commanders of the army would die in the tent.

Lin Xia was walking on the military camp avenue wearing the Japanese military uniform and kept fiddling with her collar.

"Oh shit!"

"What kind of rags are these, devil? Can't you change into something more comfortable?"

"No wonder we can't win, this outfit is so lame!"

...

The commander was killed, and all that was left was to go to the Japanese communication room.

The shot just now has attracted most of the patrol troops, so it is much easier to go to the communications room.

After walking for another two minutes, Lin Xia arrived at the Japanese communication room. Through the tent, he could hear the sound of several Japanese soldiers typing on telegrams.

There were three Japanese signalmen in total. Lin Xia was wearing a military uniform so the three of them were not on guard at all.

Stand behind the three of them and kill them with three swords!

It was so clean and neat, and the death was so smooth.

Fell off the chair with a thud, Lin Xia glanced down at her watch. It was almost time...

Not only that, the patrol soldiers over there are estimated to be able to react quickly, so Lin Xia has very little time to send the message.

Lin Xia, sweat on his forehead, finally found the transmitter used to contact reinforcements after searching for a while...

[Our unit's crisis has been resolved. The Eighth Route Army is withdrawing. We no longer need reinforcements and can return along the same route...]

Standard message format...

......

front...

At this time, the Eighth Route Army was in the remote suburbs of Binjiang City, less than ten miles away from the Japanese positions.

The general personally led eight regiments and temporarily stationed them in the river valley area.

The stove burning in the Eighth Route Army tents made it less cold.

Staff Officer Chen looked up and saw that it was almost dawn and the sun was slowly rising.

The brigade commander Lei Wanjun, who served as the vanguard this time, had a look of displeasure on his face. His brigade was temporarily split into three regiments, and he also served as the main attacker.

But until now, there is still no intention to launch an attack.

Anxious Lei Wanjun rushed in and said hurriedly, "Boss!"

"We can't delay it any longer!"

"When do we launch the attack?"

"We... do we really have to wait for Lin Xia to complete the decapitation operation?"

"That's a Japanese army camp with thousands of people! He wants to kill their commander all by himself. Isn't that nonsense!"

"If the battle is delayed because of him, he will be a sinner!"

"Boss, you can't be confused!"

The boss stood at the window, lighting a cigarette and looking towards Binjiang City.

With his back to Lei Wanjun, he said, "Why are you panicking?"

"No hurries."

"As a frontline commander, you must not lose your composure."

"Staff Officer Chen, how long will it take?"

Staff Officer Chen glanced down at his watch and frowned as he said, "Boss, there's less than an hour left until the time I agreed to meet with Lin Xia."

"Boss, look..."

Now everyone was puzzled.

If this doesn't work out, then all the waiting time would be in vain.

At the beginning, Lei Wanjun believed in Lin Xia. After all, Lin Xia had worked under him for such a long time, and he knew Lin Xia's spy skills very well.

The boss threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

"One hour."

"Wait another hour. If there is no news from Lin Xia within an hour, then we will proceed according to the original plan."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"It's the boss!"

...

The boss' heart sank. He was excited and happy to know that Lin Xia was not dead, but now...

I couldn't help but regret that I shouldn't have agreed to Lin Xia's actions in the first place.

If Lin Xia really died in the operation that he agreed to, he really didn't know how to explain it to his old comrades.

After receiving the news from the boss, Lei Wanjun finally had an idea in his mind: one hour is just one hour!

Before he could run out of the tent, a communications soldier of the Eighth Route Army suddenly ran over and the two of them bumped into each other!

"Ouch!"

"What are you flustered about?"

"Report to Brigade Commander Lei, there is important information to report to the boss!"

"Well, let's go."

...

"Yes!"

The young signalman's face was filled with excitement. He ran into the tent and shouted excitedly, "Report to the commander!"

"Received a telegram from an unknown source!"

“There are only eight words on it!”

The boss's eyebrows were stunned and he suddenly became alert!

He snatched the telegram.

"Yamamoto is dead, and the reinforcements have withdrawn!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Okay! Okay!"

"This was sent by that kid Lin Xia!" The boss laughed loudly, and the staff in the command tent didn't know how long it had been since they had seen the boss look like this.

Staff Officer Chen was also shocked when he saw the telegram and kept swallowing his saliva.

I couldn't help but adjust my glasses and said, "Oh my god."

"This kid, really...really did it!"

"Boss, this boy is very useful!"

The boss smiled and said with a curled lip, "Do you need me to tell you?"

Staff Officer Chen: “…”

"Send me the military order!"

"The Japanese reinforcements have withdrawn. Launch the attack according to the second deployment plan!"

"We must capture Binjiang City within five days!"