Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 1, Lixingshe
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[-], April.Songhu.Minhang.South Street.

roadside.Standing was a young policeman in a black uniform.He seemed to be in a daze.It seems to be emotional again.

His name is Zhang Yong, as his name suggests, he is mediocre.Nothing special, mediocre.

He silently watched everyone passing by.

It seems to be looking for something.

It seems that nothing was found.

He came through time travel.Also comes with a game system: Command and Conquer.

A very old game.Build a base.Gather resources.Explosive soldiers.Flat A.

The problem is, there is no war now!

Therefore, the only useful thing is the radar map.But the scanning radius is only 100 meters.

If there is an enemy within 100 meters, it will be displayed.

This enemy is very clear.It is Japanese.

No matter how the other party pretends.

suddenly……

Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed.

He set his sights on a rickshaw driver.Because the radar map showed that this rickshaw driver was actually Japanese.

How strange, a rickshaw driver is actually Japanese?

Crucially, he also pulled an officer of the National Army.The rank seems to be a major?

Something doesn't feel right.

Followed quietly.

The rickshaw driver was found parked near the police headquarters.

The officer major got out of the car.Entered the police headquarters.The rickshaw driver immediately returned with an empty car.No more soliciting.

It's working time now, only people came at the gate of the security headquarters.No one left.Rickshaws are no business.Empty return is also normal.Zhang Yong didn't feel abnormal either.

Until he followed the rickshaw driver back to an alley, and found that the rickshaw driver had gone home and hadn't gone out for a long time.The rickshaw also pulled back home.That's not right.Are you out of business?It's rush hour now!
At this time, the online car-hailing of later generations can't wait to get around.Temporary price increases to make a lot of money.You don't make money?Actually hide back at home?Something is wrong.Something is wrong.very wrong...

Suddenly, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

At the same time, it feels like something is pushing against my back.

Looking back in amazement.

Saw the face of a vulture.

Triangular eyes with sunken eye sockets.At first glance, he is not a good person.

"what……"

"Want to die?"

"I……"

Zhang Yong tried to struggle, but broke out in a cold sweat.

He suddenly reacted.It looks like a gun against his back?Is it the barrel?

gosh……

He was held at gunpoint.

Countless possibilities flashed through my mind in an instant.shot.torture.Water dungeons, soldering irons...

Feel the heat in the crotch.Almost incontinent.

"You, you, don't, don't..." The voice trembled.trembling.Scared.

Being pointed at with a gun!
The identity of the other party is unknown.

Fortunately, the radar map is not marked.Explain that it is not Japanese.

If the other party is Japanese, he can't even imagine...

"what are you doing here?"

"Look, stalk..."

"Who are you staring at?"

"One, one, the rickshaw driver..."

"What are you staring at him for?"

"Strange, strange..."

Zhang Yong was very nervous.

He knew his own life was at stake.

The opponent only needs to pull the trigger...

No, no need to pull the trigger.Just gently pull a knife on his neck...

Or just twist his fragile neck...

Or a knife into the heart...

In film and television dramas, there are really too many ways to assassinate people.very scary……

"Boy, we are from the Secret Service of Lixing Society."

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Zhang Yong's face turned pale immediately.

This time, I couldn't hold back anymore.The crotch is really hot.peed.

Lixingshe Secret Service!

military command...

Boss Dai...

I actually encountered this group of the most terrifying plague gods.

No wonder I was so scared.Who is not afraid?

He doesn't want to die yet...

"What? Scared?"

"I……"

"Say. What are you doing here?"

"That rickshaw driver is Japanese. He just took an officer of the national army to the garrison headquarters, and then he went home. He stopped doing business. I thought it was suspicious. So I wanted to see what happened..."

"How do you know the rickshaw driver is Japanese?"

"He is Japanese. For sure. I have a special smell for Japanese."

Zhang Yong affirmed his judgment.

No, it is the judgment of the radar map.It shouldn't be wrong.

That rickshaw driver is definitely Japanese.

Must be Japanese.

He is now standing on the edge of a cliff, and he will fall down at any time, his body will be smashed to pieces, and he will not be able to survive after a hundred deaths.

When he heard the words Lixingshe Secret Service, he knew something serious was going on.

What does Lixingshe do?
It must be to catch the spies.

He was watching the rickshaw driver, and Lixingshe must be watching too.

It was accomplice regarded as Japanese once.He is dead.

The Lixingshe Secret Service will never show mercy when it comes to cleaning up the spies.The military command was very cruel to the Japanese invaders.

"Where are you a policeman?"

"South, South Street Branch..."

"Who is your boss?"

"Wang Zhiqiang, Zhou Baosheng, Tang Wande..."

"Where is your home?"

"No. 73 Food Street..."

"Who's in the house?"

"One old woman. Two younger sisters..."

"How much salary was paid last month?"

"Seven, seven yuan..."

"Which bank?"

"Central Bank..."

"Is it enough?"

"not enough……"

Zhang Yong blurted out.Immediately it doesn't feel right.

this problem.It doesn't seem to make sense.But dare not say anything.Answer honestly.

It's really not enough.

seven dollars.Nothing can be done.

Paper money is worthless these days.Only Ocean is the most popular.

Seven yuan banknotes are not as good as the purchasing power of an ocean.It's a pity that it's impossible for a small policeman like him to have Dayang.

Suddenly, I felt a loosening of my back.

The middle-aged man took the pistol away.

Immediately he was relieved.Not so scared anymore.

"Go and check!" said the middle-aged man with triangular eyes.At the same time, he inserted the pistol back into his waist.

"Yes." Someone immediately agreed to leave.

Only then did Zhang Yong realize that there were seven men in gray behind him.

They were all wearing dark gray Chinese tunic suits.

All carry guns.Among them were two machine guns.Like Thomson from the Yankees?
Good guy.With such a fierce weapon.This kind of gun feels no problem on the battlefield.

"Tell me, why did this rickshaw driver go home?"

"I don't know. Anyway, he should be very rich. Otherwise, he must go out and continue to solicit customers. This is the time when the customers are the most. In one morning, he can solicit a few cents."

"So, he's not a normal rickshaw driver, is he?"

"He's Japanese."

"How do you determine that he is Japanese?"

"Anyway, I can tell. I can smell them."

Zhang Yong insisted.

The middle-aged man with triangular eyes did not speak.Smoke silently.

Zhang Yong does not smoke, and is also disgusted by the smell of smoke.But dare not move.They are all murderers from the Lixing Society, he doesn't want to provoke them.

The rickshaw driver never came out.Sleeping maybe?
Sleeping in broad daylight is either rape or theft.

"He had a normal solicitation yesterday. But not today."

"what?"

Zhang Yong's mouth opened.

That is……

At a loss.Do not know how to analyze.

"Actually, we have been staring at him for five days. There was nothing unusual in the first four days."

"Oh……"

Zhang Yong didn't dare to say anything more.

Too many mistakes.In case of misunderstanding, it will be sent to enjoy the tiger stool.

He couldn't bear any of the tortures of the military commander.

Fortunately, he is not a spy.There is no secret either.Otherwise, they will definitely recruit all of them.

"But we didn't know he was Japanese before..."

"He is Japanese."

Zhang Yong's voice was weak.But very true.

This thing is definitely right.The rickshaw driver must be Japanese.

If not, he ate the system.

"It would be interesting if he was really Japanese..."

The middle-aged man with triangular eyes was talking to himself.

From his tone of voice, Zhang Yong heard a deep feeling.

very scary……

These people are to die for.

Even if it is the Japanese, it will definitely be difficult if it falls into their hands.

silence.

wait.

The rickshaw driver never came out.

Time gradually passed by an hour.

(End of this chapter)