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

The Japanese artillery tower exploded!

Ye Qing and Liu Hu ran quickly to a high ground, stood on a big rock and looked at the Japanese stronghold from afar.

The Japanese artillery tower is collapsing visibly!

At this moment, Ye Qing's hands were shaking.

He heard the sound of the explosion clearly. Wasn't that the sound of his explosive pack?

"That masked comrade... succeeded!"

For a moment, the soldiers were amazed and finally couldn't help cheering. Admiration was on every soldier's face.

Liu Hu grinned at Ye Qing, "You are right!"

"That little brother is really not an ordinary person, hahaha!"

"When we go back and tell the brigade commander about this, I think everyone will be shocked."

Ye Qing couldn't help but wonder who that masked man was...

"Return to the base!"

"withdraw!"

......

On the other side of Xiaoma Village, the Japanese artillery tower collapsed completely with a burst of explosions!

All the Japanese soldiers in the artillery tower were smashed to death!

Including the highest commander inside, Japanese Major Furumura Daiji.

After a period of sweeping pursuit by the Japanese soldiers, Lin Xia was able to escape from the Japanese stronghold.

In a forest about ten miles away from the village, Lin Xia leaned against an old crooked locust tree in a miserable state and slowly took off his mask.

After lighting a cigarette, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked down and saw that there was almost no good spot on his body, everything was in tatters.

"I don't know what would happen if my wife knew I looked like this." Lin Xia said to himself while smoking.

Then, Lin Xia packed up and returned to the city.

Around eight o'clock in the morning, Ye Qing led the soldiers back to the base and reported all the information to the brigade commander Lei Wanjun.

Chief of Staff Zhou Wu was surprised and asked, "What did you say?"

"He blew up the Japanese artillery tower by himself?"

"Yes, Brigadier, there will be no mistake."

“My brothers and I witnessed it with our own eyes.”

"This comrade took my explosive pack with his own hands. The soldiers and I watched the artillery tower collapse with our own eyes!"

Liu Hu was equally excited and said first: "Yes, yes, and this comrade killed more than 30 puppet soldiers by himself."

"You didn't see it at the time!"

"That scene! Just one man! Dual guns in hand, over 30 people firing, but they couldn't hit him!"

The more he talked, the more outrageous it became, and all the staff and cadres came over.

Finally, Zhou Wu couldn't help but ask, "Did this person say what his name was?"

"What does it look like?"

Ye Qing paused and thought carefully, "At that time... he said his identity was confidential, but he didn't really tell me his name."

"But he was wearing a mask..."

Zhou Wu was even more excited at this moment. He stared at Ye Qing and asked quickly, "What kind of mask is this!"

"Isn't it a black ghost mask with three shadow patterns on it?"

Ye Qing was stunned. "Yes! Yes, yes!"

"That's it, Chief of Staff, how did you know?"

At this time, Zhou Wu looked at the brigade commander Lei Wanjun.

Lei Wanjun's face was full of relief, and he smiled.

Said: "Captain Ye, this is the one I mentioned earlier"

"Our party's high-level Red agent lurking underground in Binjiang, codename: Shadow!"

"Thanks to Comrade Shadow, otherwise you would be in danger today."

"I just didn't expect Shadow to actually be able to... blow up the artillery tower all by himself..."

Everyone listened to the brigade commander's speech in a daze, and everyone present once again refreshed the image of the shadow in their minds.

Ye Qing swallowed his saliva. He was the shadow...

He had only heard a few words about the code name Shadow, a code name that was almost a myth a year ago. He didn't expect that he would actually encounter it today and it would save his life.

At this moment, Zhou Wu's brows suddenly furrowed, and he said, "Commander, the leak of this information must be related to the traitor Jiang Yuan."

Brigade Commander Lei Wanjun nodded, clenching his hands tightly, "Hateful!"

"Jiang Yuan was able to decipher our military telegrams. He must die!"

"Send a message to our party's underground organization in Binjiang City. We must eradicate the traitor as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Brigadier!"

......

Lin Xia went home to rest and did not return to the Secret Service Bureau until noon the next day.

As soon as I arrived at the Secret Service Bureau, I could hear screams coming from the interrogation room!

"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

"Stop hitting me! Stop, stop hitting me!"

...

Lin Xia quietly went to the door of the interrogation room and took a look. She saw that the traitor Jiang Yuan had been hung up and beaten to a pulp, with blood dripping all over his body.

This time, Colonel Hamu personally held the whip... snap!

Snapped!Snapped!

The whip hit Jiang Yuan one after another!

"Baga presses the road!"

"You! You have a terrible conscience!"

Section Chief Chen Feng was also standing by and watching.

Lin Xia came up and said, "What's wrong, Section Chief? I heard some noise from a distance just now."

Chen Feng said coldly, "This guy actually translated a fake telegram. Although the Eighth Route Army troops went there last night, they didn't attack the stronghold at all. They were just conducting reconnaissance on the periphery!"

"They also sent a team member to blow up our artillery tower, resulting in over a hundred casualties among our troops!"

Lin Xia laughed inwardly. It was not a translation error at all. If she had not gone to stop Ye Qing at night, they would have really broken in.

"So that's it."

"This bastard deserves to die!"

"Colonel Hamu, come here, you take a break and let me do it."

Hamu looked at Lin Xia with sweat on his forehead and nodded, "Yoshi..."

"You, Dali!"

Lin Xia: "Hai!"

Then Lin Xia took the whip and gathered strength... Snap! ! ! ! !

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Lin Xia gritted her teeth and whipped Jiang Yuan, using all the strength she had when she was a child.

"Fuck your mother!"

"You rebel...you bastard!"

"Asshole! I'll beat you to death!"

By the eighth lash, Jiang Yuan couldn't bear it anymore and screamed, "Madam! Madam! Stop it!"

"Give me one more chance! Just one! One more time!"

"Something must have gone wrong this time!"

Hamu raised his hand, "Stop!"

Lin Xia scoffed. "Stop just like you say?" Snap! Another whip lashed out at Jiang Yuan's mouth. Two teeth flew out, and his face was covered in blood.

"Ahhh!"

"Sorry, Colonel, I couldn't control it..." Lin Xia said with a smile.

Chen Feng gave Lin Xia a look to tell her to move aside quickly. Hamu walked up and grabbed Jiang Yuan by the collar.

He said fiercely: "Okay, if there is a telegram, I will translate it for you."

"But you need to stay in the cell until you intercept the Eighth Route Army's telegram."

“Similarly, if the translation is wrong again, you should know what awaits you!”

Jiang Yuan nodded frantically, "I know! I know!!!"

...

Seeing all this, Lin Xia was filled with a thousand thoughts, and suddenly she had a new idea...

Don’t you love translation?

Okay, then I’ll personally write a telegram for you to translate!

Let’s see if you can still survive after you finish translating!