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

Then Matu took Lin Xia into the house.

Ma Tu was reminiscing about the past with Lin Xia, tears streaming down his face.

Back then, Ma Tu was a small sentry under Lin Xia. He fought many beautiful battles when he followed Lin Xia across the grassland.

He also relied on his military achievements back then to climb step by step to his current position.

If it weren't for Lin Xia's support back then, Ma Tu wouldn't be where he is today.

When Lin Xia took out the jade seal, Ma Tu was shocked...

"Captain Xiaolin, this..."

Even though he was illiterate and didn't know much about history, he knew what was important.

Matu's expression suddenly became serious, and he said solemnly: "Squad Leader Xiaolin, come with me."

"The division commander just finished a meeting and should be in the conference room now."

"it is good."

...

The regiment political commissar standing by wanted to stop them, but looking at the scene he didn't know how to start.

In his opinion, it was completely against the rules to take Lin Xia directly to the headquarters.

The normal process should be reporting layer by layer to ensure the safety of the headquarters to the greatest extent possible.

If anything goes wrong, Matu will be held fully responsible.

Of course, other people don’t understand the relationship between Ma Tu and Lin Xia.

The four words "birth and death" can be fully reflected in these two people.

A military truck drove through the military area for ten minutes and arrived at the military headquarters, and Lin Xia successfully met Commander Liu.

Inside the tent, Commander Liu looked at Lin Xia with tears in his eyes and couldn't help wiping the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

"Nancheng's underground undercover agent, Lin Xia, reports in."

Lin Xia saluted straight, then said slowly: "Uncle Liu, you...you are old."

Commander Liu patted Lin Xia on the shoulder and said, "Child."

"When I get old, you guys will still be there to support me."

Looking at the jade seal handed over by Lin Xia, he said solemnly: "Okay, well done..."

"This matter, which concerns the destiny of our country, must be in our hands."

"We must not let the Japanese devils take the things our ancestors left behind back to China."

"If one day, China's treasures all become playthings of the Japanese devils, that would be truly tragic."

The two of them were drinking tea in the tent, and Commander Liu looked at Lin Xia as if he were his own child.

The staff officers in the tent were even more surprised, because Commander Liu usually looked so serious in their eyes.

But when I saw Lin Xia today, he seemed so amiable.

Normally, no one would get close to him, but today...

"Come on, kid, have some tea."

"This was given to me by your godfather."

"Your godfather usually likes to eat his fried soybeans. He's not very interested in tea or anything like that."

"No, you gave it all to me in one breath."

Lin Xia smiled and said, "Okay, Uncle Liu, you also know that godfather has been injured."

"I'm afraid of catching a cold, and I often can't sleep. If I drink some tea, I can't sleep even more."

"Hahaha!"

The two chatted about family matters, but when they talked about the mission, Lao Jin and Mantou, they both sighed.

Mantou was captured and Lao Jin died in battle.

The pain in Lin Xia's eyes was hard to conceal.

Teacher Liu also sighed, "It's hard for you, kid."

"Old Jin is a good comrade."

"The reason why China has been able to persist in the war of resistance to this day is because there are thousands and thousands of Lao Jins like him."

"Old Jin probably also hopes that you can live well."

Lin Xia nodded dully and said slowly: "Uncle Liu, can you tell me about Lao Jin..."

"it is good."

......

What surprised Lin Xia was that a division commander knew so much about a small figure like Lao Jin.

Listening to Master Liu's story, Lin Xia's heart was trembling constantly, and she felt that even breathing was painful.

Lao Jin, whose original name was Jin Er, was from Mazhuang.

That is the abandoned village where Lao Jin died in the explosion.

About four years ago, the Japanese carried out a brutal and inhumane massacre of a village.

Hundreds of people in Mazhuang were slaughtered overnight.

That was just a few days after Lao Jin's wedding...

His mother was killed and his wife died, but he luckily escaped because he got lost while cutting wood in the mountains.

After that, Lao Jin seemed to have gone crazy and devoted himself to serving his country.

In just two years, he was promoted to squad leader, but as time passed, he was seriously injured in many battles.

Old Jin seemed to know...that he didn't have long to live.

Following the team would only become a burden, and I would not be able to participate in many training sessions.

After two years of fighting and dozens of battles, he was hit by six bullets and had explosion fragments in his body.

After vomiting blood several times in a row, Lao Jin finally asked the then head of the regiment to become an underground worker.

From then on... I became a member of the South City underground station.

As time goes by, he just wants to make use of his remaining energy.

As for my daughter...my wife died not long after we got married four years ago.

Daughter... Where is the daughter...

Lin Xia thought about the conversation she had with Lao Jin...

Asked: "Is your life wonderful?"

But he only got a bleak reply from Lao Jin.

But now, in Lin Xia's opinion, these four years of Lao Jin's life have been much more exciting than most people's lives.

"Uncle Liu, I will avenge Lao Jin."

"I will also try my best to rescue the steamed buns."

"But I'm afraid the station in South City will no longer be usable. I hope the organization can build a new station in South City as soon as possible."

Commander Liu patted Lin Xia's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'll make arrangements right away."

"Oh, right..."

"You kid...be safe."

"If anything happens to you here, your godfather will not forgive me, hahahaha."

Lin Xia smiled bitterly, "Don't worry, Uncle Liu."

During the conversation, Commander Liu wanted Lin Xia to come to the rear to take charge of the troops more than once, but Lin Xia refused every time.

He knew...the spy work in South City needed him.

Besides...can I avenge Lao Jin by commanding the troops in the rear?

Can we kill Shannan Zhenger? Can we kill Fatty Wu or get high-level intelligence from the Secret Service Bureau that will benefit our army?

Lin Xia is not afraid of life and death.

After seeing Lin Xia off, Commander Liu looked at her from afar and sighed repeatedly.

Lin Xia reminisced with Ma Tu in the regiment headquarters and found out that they were several brothers from the same class.

Now, Matu is the one doing the worst, and of course, he is also the youngest.

This made Lin Xia eager to meet his brothers from that year.

In short...it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive.

After leaving the military headquarters, Lin Xia did not return directly to South City, but instead erected a stone tombstone on a small hill near the military headquarters.

Yong Lao clearly carved a line of words on the tombstone.

Tomb of the Anti-Japanese Hero Jin Er

After opening a whole jar of daughter's red wine and sprinkling it in front of the grave, Lin Xia's voice choked for a moment.

"Lao Jin, have a safe journey."