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In the year of the waning autumn in Shanghai, a chilling wind swept through the streets, carrying with it decay and panic. The Japanese Officer roamed unchecked in this fallen Pearl of the Orient, while the Wang Wei Intelligence Agency sniffed around like ferocious dogs, intent on extinguishing the flickering flame of resistance against Japan. The Underground Party's secret radio station was a beacon of hope in this dark night, transmitting vital information about the war situation and the lives of comrades, making it a thorn in the side of the Japanese Officer.
Lin Feng, a young man with a strong physique and determined gaze, was a member of the Underground Party who had infiltrated the Wang Wei Secret Service Agency. With his quick wit and courage, he managed to blend into a team responsible for monitoring the radio station. Within this group were pro-Japanese sycophants, traitors bought by money, and those coerced into compliance. Yet amidst them all, Lin Feng's inner flame never wavered.
One day, high-ranking officials of the Japanese Officer received intelligence that the Underground Party was active and that radio signals were flickering in the area. They ordered the Wang Wei Intelligence Agency to dismantle this hidden station within hours, or face military punishment. Chief of Espionage Sato Ichiro was furious and immediately summoned the investigation team, pressing down on them with an intensity that seemed to threaten to swallow any resistance whole.
Lin Feng felt a tightening in his chest, fully aware of how dire the situation had become. He maintained his composure while accepting orders alongside his peers, all the while calculating his next move in his mind. Upon returning to his residence, he retrieved a homemade jamming device he had prepared long ago—crafted from countless nights spent studying radio technology. Though rudimentary, it held the potential to turn the tide.
As action commenced, Japanese Officers and Agents moved like shadows through the streets, conducting searches for signals. Lin Feng's team was assigned to the northern district of the city, an area riddled with alleys hiding countless secrets and opportunities. Seizing an opportune moment as they approached a complex neighborhood, he feigned adjusting equipment and quietly activated his jamming device. Instantly, a false signal erupted from another direction, its strength mimicking that of a genuine radio station.
"Captain! The signal is spiking here! It must be from the radio station!" Lin Feng shouted urgently. The captain, a short and portly traitor eager for recognition, waved his hands frantically. "Quick! Search over there!" The team surged toward the source of the false signal like a tidal wave, chaos erupting as barking dogs and shouting men filled the air.
However, not all Japanese Officers were fools; expert Yamamoto Shirou sensed something amiss when he noticed their search direction had suddenly changed. He personally rushed over with precision instruments. After scanning the area, his face darkened ominously—"Baka! We've been tricked! This is a false signal; the real station is still here!" With that, he led his team back toward their original target with hurried steps, their shoes pounding against the ground like drums of fate.
Seeing trouble brewing, Lin Feng remained calm under pressure. He had previously placed a small bomb next to an abandoned warehouse along their route; now was its time to shine. As the Japanese Officers' team was about to regain their bearings, he pretended to tie his shoelaces and fell back a few steps before quickly pressing down on the detonator.
Boom! A deafening explosion erupted as flames shot into the sky and debris flew everywhere. The Japanese Officers were thrown into disarray amidst cries and curses mingling in chaos. Seizing this moment of confusion, Lin Feng shouted: "The Underground Party is attacking! Quick! Pursue!" With that, he dashed away in the opposite direction from where the radio station lay, several loyal henchmen instinctively following him.
After running several blocks and noticing that their pursuers were falling behind, Lin Feng ducked into a concealed alleyway where he found a public telephone booth. Breathing heavily, he dropped in some coins and dialed the emergency contact number for the secret radio station. As it connected with a steady tone on the other end, Lin Feng lowered his voice and spoke urgently yet clearly: "Eagle calling! Eagle calling! Hound encircled! Move to new nest immediately! Repeat: Move to new nest!"
Confirming that his message had been received, Lin Feng hung up and let out a long breath. It was only then that he realized cold sweat soaked through his shirt, clinging tightly to his skin. But the crisis was far from over; he still needed to evade capture by Agent teams and continue this dangerous game of concealment.
Upon returning to where chaos reigned, Lin Feng found that Japanese Officers had regrouped. Sato Ichiro's piercing gaze scrutinized everyone present. Covered in ash and tattered clothing with an expression of frustration etched on his face, Lin Feng approached him quickly. "They were too cunning; they got away! I chased them all the way to the docks but lost their trail," he reported.
Sato Ichiro regarded him suspiciously but chose not to press further; at that moment, losses weighed heavily on him more than any details could reveal.
After this encounter, Lin Feng not only avoided suspicion within Wang Wei's ranks but also earned some trust through his brave actions—allowing him to further entrench himself within their operations. He understood that future battles would only grow more arduous; although for now the radio station was safe from discovery, relentless pursuit by Japanese Officers would not cease. And he would remain like a steel nail driven into their hearts—guarding that undying signal until dawn broke anew over Shanghai’s shores.
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