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

An abandoned small village, Mazhuang.

The entire village has become a ghost town, and there has been no one left after several years.

From a distance, it looked like they were surrounded by hundreds of Japanese soldiers, each holding a spear in their hands, and were moving closer and closer towards an abandoned old street.

Just now, a disheveled middle-aged man ran into the street carrying a bag of something.

This person...is none other than Lao Jin!

On a small mound at the entrance of the village, Shannan Zhenger was watching with a telescope, and Fatty Wu came over.

Said: "Colonel, this man has been surrounded by our people."

"I estimate that in half an hour at most, the old guy will be caught."

"Humph, this guy is familiar with the village, like a fox."

"But Colonel, don't worry, it's not like we haven't gained anything at all."

As he said that, Fatty Wu clapped his hands, clapping!

A young man was brought up with his hands and feet tied, but he kept twisting and struggling.

He stared at the people in front of him with resentment, wishing he could kill them!

This person is none other than... Mantou.

Shannan Zhengji came closer and looked at Mantou with a ferocious expression.

He slapped her in the face!

"吆西!"

"You, accomplice!"

"My conscience is so bad!"

"They stole the imperial army's treasure!"

"Damn you guys!"

Mantou stared at Shannan Zhengji with resentful eyes. If looks could kill, Shannan Zhengji in front of him would have died a hundred times.

"tui!"

"Little devil! You're fucking bullshit!"

"This is our Chinese national treasure, you stole it!"

"If you fucking kill me, even as a ghost I'll curse your eighteen ancestors to give birth to sons without buttholes!"

Shannan gritted his teeth in anger after a round of abuse and said, "Baga!"

"Drag him down and shoot him!"

Just as Shannan was about to give the order, Fatty Wu suddenly came up and hurriedly dissuaded him, "Don't...don't, Colonel."

"I just got the news. This guy lives in the slum village and makes a living by disguising himself as a grocery store."

"In fact, after investigation, we found that this guy is probably a communist."

"Maybe we can find out from him where the Eighth Route Army's base in the southern suburbs is..."

After hearing this, Shannan Zhenger perked up, "Yoshi!"

"It makes sense!"

"Take him away and interrogate him strictly."

"Also, I want to see that old Jin from the village in half an hour!"

"Hayi!"

"Don't worry, Colonel!"

...

Fatty Wu and several Japanese commanders began to raid the village like crazy.

...

In the village, Lao Jin's clothes were torn and he had just sprained his ankle while running away.

Enduring the pain, I ran here step by step...

Turning his head, he saw groups of Japanese soldiers coming from all directions, searching for him through the streets.

Old Jin, looking extremely miserable, endured the pain and tiredly held the box containing the imperial seal in his arms again.

No matter what, the imperial seal must not fall into the hands of the devils.

But...really, really, I can't run anymore.

Ran to a corner of the village...

Old Jin stood in front of a thatched hut, glanced at the familiar stone pillar, and tears filled his eyes.

"Mom, I'm back."

Lao Jin pushed open the broken door of the courtyard, which was already overgrown with weeds.

He limped into the thatched hut.

Inside the house, Lao Jin knelt down in front of a wooden table covered with cobwebs.

He slowly stood up with a trembling body and limped to the window of the thatched hut.

He used all his strength to load the pistol, panting.

Closing my eyes, I seemed to be looking back at half my life, and the wrinkles on my face were wet with tears.

The next second, he seemed to have made some kind of decision.

Less than half a minute later, the Japanese soldiers arrived here one after another.

A dog spy stepped forward to lead the way and said, "Imperial Army! They're in that thatched hut. I just saw them and haven't alerted them yet."

"Go in, and if we catch him we'll be a hero!"

"吆西!"

...

There were about twenty devils in this group, all of them looked ferocious and rushed towards the courtyard.

With a bang, the gate was kicked open.

Just entered the yard!

boom!

Suddenly a gun was stretched out from the window, and in an instant a Japanese soldier fell under Lao Jin's gun.

"Hahaha!"

"Mom! Did you see that?"

"It's worth killing one!"

"This gun is my revenge for you!"

As he spoke, Lao Jin couldn't help crying. Although he was already trembling with fear from the Japanese, he still held the pistol tightly and hugged the jade seal box.

The Japanese soldiers became even more excited when they saw Lao Jin at the window, and planned to rush over in one go!

"idiot!"

"I give it to you, Yasi!"

"rush!"

boom!

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, gunshots rang out in the courtyard, but this also attracted more devils...

In just a quarter of an hour, dozens of Japanese devils surrounded the courtyard.

Lao Jin watched this scene with gritted teeth. The situation was already hopeless.

"Mom, your son is doing you proud."

"Did you see that?"

"Don't worry, son...I'll come to you later."

When the bullet was reloaded, it was discovered that there was only one bullet left in the pistol...

He looked at the jade seal in his arms again and gently stroked it...

What a wonderful seal...

"These are all left by our ancestors, they are all treasures of China."

"You actually want to bring these devils back to your own country, what bandits!"

"If that's the case, then... I, Old Jin, might as well destroy it!"

As he spoke, Lao Jin silently planned in his heart that as soon as the Japanese rushed in, he would smash the jade seal to the ground.

What a wonderful baby...

The devils in the yard had ferocious faces, and the greedy and evil robbers showed no sign of hiding their faces as they walked towards the thatched cottage with their rifles...

It can be inferred that there are no bullets left in Lao Jin's pistol at this moment, so they are even more rampant.

If they hadn't been afraid of damaging the imperial seal, the Japanese would have burned down the shabby thatched hut long ago.

A Japanese squad leader drew the long sword from his waist, his face ferocious.

"吆西!"

......

Old Jin in the room had already raised the imperial seal high, "It's over..."

Just when Lao Jin was about to take action, he suddenly heard gunshots in the yard.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

I saw a masked man in black with his hands in the yard, jumping back and forth among the Japanese soldiers and constantly pulling the trigger.

After going back and forth, they killed the Japanese soldiers and drove them out of the yard. Old Jin, who was looking out the window, naturally recognized Lin Xia at a glance.

Finally, Lin Xia jumped up, jumped into the thatched hut through the window and came to Lao Jin's side.

"Are you okay, Lao Jin? Sorry... I'm late..."

Lao Jin couldn't help crying, "You...why are you here? Who asked you to come?"

"You...do you know how many devils are out there? We're...finished, finished..."