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

Liu Changkong was a little dazed when he looked at the giant cannon plan.

The chief of staff was entertaining Lin Xia.

"Hahaha, okay, okay!"

"Comrade Lin Xia, we were just wondering what this information was, and you delivered it to us right away."

"You are really..."

"Two words, reliable!"

Lin Xia smiled and said, "Alright, Chief of Staff, there's no need to say any more polite words."

"If we don't have Comrade Eagle, what's the use of me?"

"Comrade Eagle is the real hero."

......

What the group leaders present were concerned about was the information in Liu Changkong's hand.

The commander of the Second Regiment, Zhao Yun, could not help but speak, and hurriedly said, "Division Commander!"

"Does the intelligence...say how many Japanese troops are coming?"

"Fight till the end!"

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, looking like he was determined to fight to the end this time!

"Yes, Commander!"

"Just tell me how many people the Japs are going to send this time!"

"Speak up, Commander! No matter how many people there are, we brothers are not afraid!"

...

The cadres couldn't help but feel curious when they saw the division commander hesitating... Could it be that so many people came that the division commander was scared and didn't dare to speak?

Isn't it?

Logically speaking, Liu Changkong is an old cadre who has survived the Long March. How can his courage be compared with that of ordinary people?

Chief of Staff Wu Zhen couldn't help swallowing and said, "Division Commander..."

Liu Changkong felt as if his brain was being bombarded when he saw this shocking information.

Shen Chen said: "It's not...it's not about how many people come."

"You should see for yourselves."

After he finished speaking, Liu Changkong put the information on the table and a group of cadres surrounded him.

In just a few seconds, the cadres were stunned by the information.

The Big Cannon Plan does not mean how many troops the Japanese will deploy to encircle and suppress the military region.

Instead, the Japanese military district integrated a group of the most advanced artillery in the country, and the Type 96 cannon was going to launch a bombardment against our army and the national army.

This time the Japanese artillery formation was very powerful, and an artillery formation of this scale was enough to destroy most of the military region.

In addition, the Type 96 cannon is the longest-range artillery currently in the hands of the Japanese army, with a range of up to 20 kilometers!

According to intelligence, there is a traitor in the party, and the enemy has already known the location of our army in the Nancheng Military Region. The Japanese artillery is sufficient to carry out a precise strike!

The intelligence also contained the precise location of the Japanese artillery formation and the specific time of attack, which was just three days later!

In an instant, all the Eighth Route Army cadres present fell silent...

Long-range artillery strikes, the enemy also knows the location of the military zone.

"Commander... this time, what should we do..."

"We can't expect to fight an artillery battle with the enemy using the homemade artillery in our military district."

"Yes, Commander..."

The group leaders were in a daze. It was not until they saw this information that they realized how ridiculous their previous thoughts were.

Sending troops...what a bunch of bullshit troops.

Traitors deserve death!

Liu Changkong clenched his fists tightly, "96 Cannon..."

"Why is there such an artillery array here? Shouldn't it be used in large-scale battles against the national army..."

It now seems that the Eighth Route Army in the southern suburbs has really become a thorn in the hearts of the Japanese, and they want to remove it as soon as possible.

He kept wondering what to do next. Did he really have to move?

The military district was built with great difficulty.

Liu Changkong couldn't think of a solution for a long time and frowned.

Lin Xia, who was standing aside, naturally knew the difficulties faced by Commander Liu. He had witnessed with his own eyes how this military region was built from nothing.

The regimental commanders became anxious when they saw that the division commander had not been able to come up with a solution for a long time, and they sighed repeatedly that the Japanese devils really deserved to die.

Just when everyone was at their wit's end, Lin Xia suddenly spoke slowly, "Master."

"I have a method that might work."

The cadres were stunned, "You..."

Can spies really withstand the Japanese cannons?

But the commander Liu Changkong grabbed Lin Xia's hand with anticipation and said hurriedly, "Tell me about it quickly."

Then Lin Xia told Liu Changkong about her general idea, and the group leaders saw Liu Changkong's eyes slowly widen.

"Is this...is this possible?"

Lin Xia clenched his fists tightly and said solemnly, "Master, I can only try."

"I can't be sure about that."

Liu Changkong held Lin Xia's hand tightly, as if Lin Xia had become a life-saving straw.

"Comrade Lin Xia, this time it all depends on you."

"Of course, the military district will also organize troops to withdraw at any time in advance."

"That's the worst-case scenario, of course."

"The losses from moving the military area would be too great."

After the two of them saluted properly, Lin Xia left the military area and headed straight for the south city.

Liu Changkong seemed to be worried. Dozens of Type 96 cannons and several tons of bombs were enough to destroy the entire southern suburbs of the Eighth Route Army's military district!

Although the four regimental commanders did not know what Lin Xia had said to the division commander, they were very clear that Lin Xia had become the savior of the military region.

From this moment on, none of the four group leaders present could underestimate the importance of Lin Xia as a spy.

......

It's right in the city, on an old street with a lot of people coming and going.

"let me go!"

"let me go!"

"Let me go!"

"You are from the Secret Service, right? I am the wife of your Director Lin. Let me go!"

...

At this moment, Han Congxue was surrounded by several men in black spy uniforms.

Several men in black smiled and asked, "Secret Service?"

"Damn Secret Service!"

"We are number 76!"

"We've found a gun in your bag and suspect you're a secret agent. Come with us!"

"As for that bullshit Lin Xia you mentioned! We don't even know him!"

"take away!"

...

No. 76 was like an uninvited guest in the south city. On the first day of his arrival, he started arresting people on the streets and immediately arrested anyone who was suspicious.

In just half a day, hundreds of people were arrested on the streets, causing panic among the people.

Inside the Secret Service Bureau office, Fatty Wu, dressed formally, was receiving an officer from No. 76.

"Hahaha!"

"Deputy Director Wang, please come in."

"Your arrival truly brings honor to our secret service agency, hahahaha."

Fatty Wu made a gesture of invitation.

The man's name was Wang Changchun. He had a slicked-back hair and looked very capable, about fifty years old.

After entering the door, he didn't say anything polite and sat directly on Fatty Wu's chair.

Shen Chen said: "Director Wu, I am here to assist you with your work under the instructions of our director."

"Especially this time, our plan has received the highest attention from the military, and we absolutely cannot make any mistakes!"

......

On the other side, Lin Xia felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the city.

When she arrived at the door, she found Lao Lang standing at the door. Lin Xia walked over...

The next second, Lao Lang suddenly knelt down in front of Lin Xia.

"Lin Xia! Please save Xiaoxue!"