Chapter 16: A Moment of Peril (2)

  Ma Ji Ping came out again, stumbled and fell onto the sofa, mumbling: "Wine, where's that bottle of wine from last time?"

  Liu Shi Qiang smiled and walked to the cabinet where various wines were stored, didn't go to fetch that bottle of wine he had drunk before, came to Ma Ji Ping's side, handed the wine bottle into his hands and said: "Here."

  "Hey, I'm going to have a good drink." Maji Ping said with his tongue out.

  As he was about to walk out, Liu Shijiang quietly stretched out his miraculous foot and Maji Ping had just taken a step when he tripped over Liu's foot. With a "thud", he fell to the ground.

  He fell to the ground, and the bottle of wine in his hand was smashed.

  At this time, Liu Shijiang walked up to his side, picked up a piece of broken glass from his hand, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

  In the meeting room of the Military Commission, Chen Xiru was sitting at the head of the long table, with Liu Shiqiang, Ma Jiping and Ma Wenjing on one side, and Deputy Director Wei Zhipin, Liang Jiru and Mei Wenjie on the other.

  "Director, due to the Communist Party's sabotage, things have been messed up." Mei Wenjie said angrily to Liu Shiqiang.

  "Cough...cough..." At this time, Ma Jiping, who was sitting next to Liu Shijiang, started coughing.

  "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?" Chen Xiru said to Ma Jiping.

  "It's nothing, it's nothing," Ma Ji Ping said with a few more coughs.

  "Magi Ping, where were you at that time?" Mei Wenjie said with a fierce gaze.

  "I'm with Xiaojun." Maji Ping said discontentedly: "Don't mess things up yourself and then bite people like a mad dog."

  "Magpie, if you dare to cheat me, I'll have you killed." Mei Wanjie swiftly pulled out a handgun and pointed it at Magpie.

  "Hey, why so serious?" Liu Shijiang said with disdain.

  At this time, Deputy Director Wei Zhipin was also looking at Mei Wenjie with disdain.

  "Liu Shijiang, if I catch your weakness, let's see how you talk?" Mei Wenjie said gritting his teeth.

  "Haha, what handle?" Liu Shijiang laughed and said.

  "What's with the handle? The wound on your hand. Can you let me see your hand?" Mei Wenjie glared at Liu Shijiang and said.

  "Why should I let you see?" Liu Shijiang said with great disdain.

  "Xiao Qiang, true gold is not afraid of being refined in fierce fire." Chen Xiru said with a profound meaning as he watched Liu Shijiang repair.

  "That means you're injured, and you're the traitor who saved the Communist Party." Mei Wenjie said, immediately pointing the gun in his hand at Liu Shiqiang.

  "Haha, since that's the case, I'll let you take a good look." Liu Shijiang said as he unbuttoned his sleeve and rolled it up, revealing his bandaged arm.

  Mei Wenjie immediately regained his spirits and loudly asked: "How did you get this scar? Was it from being stabbed by my dagger?"

  She kept the gun in her hand tightly pointed at Liu Shi Qiang.

  Liu Shijiang looked at Mei Wenjie with great disdain, without saying a word. At this time, Chen Xiru and Deputy Director Wei Zhipin also looked at Liu Shijiang with great suspicion.

  "This, this, I have it too." Maji Ping said, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his own injured arm.

  "Magi Ping, what's with the scar?" Mei Wenjie immediately pointed his gun at him and asked Magi Ping.

  "I was stabbed by a shard of glass from a wine bottle." Maggie said disdainfully.

  "Ah, I have such scars too. You wouldn't suspect me of being a Communist as well, would you?" Intelligence Section Chief Liang Jiru said with a smile, revealing his own bandaged and injured arm.

  Chen Xiru and Wei Zhipin, who were watching from the side, are now a bit impatient.

  Watching this scene, Mai Wenjie was so angry that she trembled all over, panting heavily and sat down fiercely. With a "bang", she put her pistol on the table.

  "Alright, let's leave it at that. Everyone go back and rest." Chen Xiru said as she looked at everyone.

  As soon as he heard this, Maji Ping was the first to stand up, picked up his hat from the table and walked out, and everyone else followed suit.

  ………?

  At this time, in a mountain forest in my liberated area, two people were walking quickly. An older man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a large collar, and a younger man was wearing an ordinary short-sleeved shirt, holding a small leather suitcase in his hand.

  They walked quickly through some deserted places, circling around tree after tree.

  After walking through the mountain road, they came to a tea house and sat down at a table.

  "Comrade, what can I get for you?" A waiter hastily walked over and asked warmly.

  "Just bring a bowl of water will do." The older man said.

  At this time, the shop assistant came to the counter and said to the boss: "The two of them seem..."?

  "Go quickly," said the boss, nodding his head towards the outside, indicating that he should hurry to report to the police.

  The man quickly left the store and walked outside.

  "Look..." The younger person by the table looked at the older person and nodded towards the counter over there.

  "We may have been discovered." The older man said in a low voice.

  "I'll go take care of them. Can't leave any trouble behind." The younger one gritted his teeth and said.

  "We can't, we'll run into more people on this road, can you kill them all? Remember, we're soldiers, not bandits." The older man reminded him and said: "Let's go."

  As they spoke, the two of them stood up and walked out of the teahouse.

  The shopkeeper inside looked at them leaving and followed them to the door, watching the direction they left in.

  The two of them came out of the teahouse and walked quickly along the small path through the woods.

  After a while, they came to the side of a road.

  "Remember, from now on, we will be walking separately. I'll go ahead." said the older person.

  "I'll go ahead." said the younger one.

  "This is an order," said the older one.

  After finishing speaking, that person started walking forward along the road. The younger one stopped for a while and then also walked forward.

  They were walking forward together.

  "Halt!" Suddenly, with the shout, two militiamen emerged from the woods by the side of the road, guns in hand, staring intently at the older man.

  The younger one took advantage of the opportunity and slipped into a thicket on the other side to hide.

  "What are you doing?" A militiaman loudly asked.

  "Just passing by." The man replied.

  "Where did you come from?" The militiaman asked again.

  "He came down from the mountain." The man replied.

  "Do you have your papers?" the militiaman asked.

  "ID card...?" The man said hesitantly, his eyes fixed on the person in the thicket over there. At this moment, that person was thinking about the militia approaching.

  The militiaman walked over, and at this time the person in the thicket had already come to the militiaman's back. The agent nodded, and those agents immediately hugged a militiaman with a dagger on the militiaman's neck, and the militiaman fell down without making a sound.

  At this time, another agent also suddenly grasped the militiaman's neck tightly and swiped a dagger across the militiaman's neck. The militiaman only let out a faint hum before falling to the ground.

  The older agent tossed a gun to the younger one and said, "Clean up the scene, let's go."

  As he spoke, he walked forward.

  The two of them walked a bit further, passing by a large boulder, and just as they were entering a sparse forest area, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" A burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

  "Not good, let's go!" One of the agents said as he jumped into a low-lying area and turned around to exchange fire with the militiamen.

  Bang bang......

  On the roadside, in a grove of trees, five or six militiamen were hiding behind the bushes and firing at these two agents.

  "Bang bang......" The two secret agents also took out their guns and fired at the militiamen.

  He was hit, and suddenly a bullet flew in, hitting the little agent's left chest. He covered his wound with his hand and said to another agent: "You go quickly, I'll cover you."

  "No way, let's go together." said the older secret agent.

  But that little spy had already run out, he was shooting at the militiamen while running, attracting the attention of the militiamen and leading them to himself.

  On this side, the older agent hid in the bushes, nervously watching the younger agent. The young agent ran towards the distance before turning back, after a while, probably thinking he had done enough or completed his cover mission, and started firing at the militiamen while walking towards them.

  With a burst of gunfire, the little spy had several more gunshot wounds on his body. At this time, a militiaman fired several shots at the little spy with a hundred rounds, knocking him to the ground.

  "Don't move!"

  The militiamen loudly surrounded the little traitor. However, the little traitor kneeling on the ground had already bled from the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes.

  A man wearing a Changshan suit, glasses and a bowler hat stood at the counter by the door of a bookstore on the street, looking at a book "On Protracted War".

  He was watching when a beautiful woman wearing a dress walked in. The woman came to his side and stood still, he then said softly to her: "Come to my home."

  The woman nodded and walked out.

  At this time, a man ran to the door of the store, fell to the ground, and several militiamen with guns immediately chased after him, saying "Don't move."

  As they spoke, several militiamen took the man away. The man seemed to glance casually outside.

  "Comrade, your eyes are really good! This is a great book!" The shopkeeper said to the man.