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In the Wang Wei Secret Service Agency, the atmosphere was heavy, as if leaden clouds pressed down, suffocating everyone. The high command had received urgent reports that the Underground Party had been active recently; their hidden radio station was like a dagger plunged deep into the enemy's heart, leaving them restless. An urgent order fell like a sword hanging overhead: the Wang Wei Intelligence Agency must uncover this mysterious radio station within a limited time and completely sever the Underground Party's ears and eyes.
Lin Feng, a member of the radio reconnaissance team, appeared calm on the surface, but his eyes reflected a different kind of composure compared to everyone else. Standing tall among his comrades, he was already churning with anxiety inside, calculating how to protect his fellow agents while keeping himself concealed in this life-and-death struggle.
As the operation began, the search team pounced on various suspicious areas like hungry wolves. Lin Feng seemed to actively participate, but he harbored his own plans. He quietly brought along a pre-prepared jamming device, a secret weapon crafted by the organization's technical backbone specifically for such crises—small in size yet powerful in function. Taking advantage of everyone's distraction, he hid the jamming device in a concealed corner, adjusted its parameters, and pressed the activation button. Instantly, an invisible wave spread through the air, generating a series of false signals that misled the Japanese Officer's monitoring equipment.
"Report! Suspicious signals detected in the eastern district!" an agent shouted excitedly, and the search team quickly surged toward that area. Lin Feng followed behind, secretly relieved that his first step had gone according to plan.
During the search, Lin Feng seized the opportunity to deliberately direct the team toward an abandoned outpost. The site was desolate and dilapidated; its crumbling walls trembled in the cold wind as if recounting tales of past hardships.
"I received intelligence that the Underground Party has been active here," Lin Feng said with conviction, though a subtle cunning flickered in his eyes.
The agents immediately dispersed to search through the outpost carefully. Time ticked away, and aside from some old debris, they found nothing. Just as everyone began to feel puzzled, a Japanese Military Expert arrived on the scene with a skeptical expression. This expert was no fool; he had dedicated years to studying various radio signals and counter-surveillance techniques, and his keen eyes seemed capable of seeing through any disguise.
Holding a precision instrument, he paced around the outpost with a furrowed brow before suddenly stopping and fixing his sharp gaze on Lin Feng. "Something's off; there are no signs of recent activity here. Are you trying to mislead us?"
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat, but he feigned innocence. "Taijun, I was following up on previous leads without daring to slack off."
The Japanese Military Expert snorted coldly, clearly unconvinced. Relying on his sharp intuition and professional judgment, he quickly led the team back to critical areas. Lin Feng knew that once they returned there, the hidden radio station would be in jeopardy and his comrades' lives would hang by a thread.
In that critical moment, Lin Feng made a decisive choice; he recalled having previously placed small bombs around key areas. These explosives were not powerful but sufficient to create chaos. Pretending to tie his shoelaces, he discreetly pressed down on the remote detonation device.
Boom! A deafening explosion erupted as flames shot into the sky and smoke filled the air. The search team instantly descended into chaos amidst terrified screams and frantic footsteps.
"Ambush! Take cover!" shouted the Japanese Military Expert, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the noise.
Seizing this opportunity under the guise of pursuing suspicious individuals, Lin Feng swiftly broke away from the team. He moved with agility like a cheetah racing through chaotic streets. Behind him, agents' shouts faded into the distance, yet he dared not pause for even a moment.
Finally, after sprinting several blocks, Lin Feng spotted a public telephone booth on the street corner. Gasping for breath, he quickly dialed a number he had memorized and spoke urgently into the receiver: "Emergency situation! The radio station has been exposed; relocate immediately!"
A brief but firm response came from the other end: "White!"
Hanging up the phone, Lin Feng knew he had temporarily defused the crisis. Through wisdom and decisiveness during this operation, he had protected the underground radio station while solidifying his position within Wang Wei's agency. He understood that enemy vigilance would only increase from here on out; future days would be even more challenging. However, as long as the flame of national liberation burned within him unextinguished, he would continue to lurk within this dark enemy stronghold and engage in one thrilling life-and-death struggle after another until dawn broke and light returned to their homeland.
Upon returning to Wang Wei Intelligence Agency, Lin Feng appeared exhausted but feigned nonchalance as he reported to the Japanese Army Commander: "Taijun, we encountered an ambush; they were too cunning. However, I will continue investigating and will not let down Imperial Army expectations." Though visibly displeased, the Japanese Army Commander could only nod helplessly and instructed everyone to remain vigilant in preparation for another round of searches. Lin Feng silently returned to his post while secretly plotting his next move for further achievements for the organization.
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