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Lin Feng's injuries had just begun to heal, and his body had not fully recovered. With every step, the wounded area still throbbed with pain. However, a burning fire of concern for the Kuomintang's subsequent actions dispelled his physical discomfort. Watching the military and civilians at the Base of Resistance busily preparing for what lay ahead, he understood that knowing both himself and the enemy was crucial to victory. Only by delving into the enemy's lair could he gain insight into their schemes and secure more advantages for the American side.
Thus, disregarding his comrades' warnings, Lin Feng resolutely volunteered to the organization and set off once more on a perilous journey. He carefully disguised himself, donning a set of worn but clean coarse cloth clothes, smearing some dirt on his face, and tousling his hair to appear like an ordinary, simple merchant. To make his disguise more convincing, he prepared a burden filled with various goods—needles and threads, pots and pans, as well as some homemade tobacco and handmade candies—all items that ordinary people would need in their daily lives.
With that, Lin Feng set off with his load toward the county town where the Kuomintang Army was stationed. Along the way, he encountered several checkpoints manned by Kuomintang soldiers. Each time, he remained calm, speaking with a local accent and wearing a friendly smile while offering them some homemade tobacco. He claimed to be an honest villager from a nearby village just looking to exchange some goods in town. The soldiers, seeing him as harmless and finding nothing suspicious on him, waved him through impatiently.
After finally arriving in the county town, Lin Feng made his way directly to the Yuan Market near the Military Agency. The market was bustling with people, filled with the sounds of vendors calling out and bargaining—a cacophony of lively market life. He found a busy corner, set down his load, displayed his goods, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Selling miscellaneous goods! Cheap and good stuff! Come take a look!"
On the surface, Lin Feng focused on attracting customers with a beaming smile while enthusiastically introducing the merits of his wares; however, his eyes remained vigilant as he kept an eye on the entrance of the Military Agency. Every so often, he would casually glance up to survey the tightly shut doors and the guards stationed outside.
From morning until noon, personnel flowed in and out of the Military Agency. Lin Feng noticed that many officers in uniform hurriedly entered and exited while clutching thick folders of documents as if they were urgently discussing something significant. Moreover, soldiers who usually went out occasionally for supplies were now appearing frequently in groups; they moved quickly towards the county's supply warehouse. Lin Feng's heart raced as he speculated: Could this bustling activity indicate that the enemy was planning something big?
To further verify his suspicions, Lin Feng decided to take a risk and get closer. He excused himself to use the restroom and entrusted his load to an elderly vegetable vendor nearby for safekeeping before casually making his way toward the side door of the Military Agency. At the side door stood several guards; however, compared to the main entrance, their vigilance seemed somewhat lax. Lin Feng slowed his pace under the pretense of tying his shoelaces while straining to catch snippets of conversation coming from inside.
"This batch of new recruits must be settled tonight; training starts early tomorrow morning as ordered from above. We can't afford any mistakes," said someone who appeared to be an officer addressing a group of soldiers loudly.
Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat—new recruits training? It seemed that the Kuomintang Army was indeed reinforcing its ranks. But what was their ultimate goal? Before he could ponder further, another voice reached him: "How is our information lockdown preparation coming along? Higher-ups have said that there has been increased activity from the Communist Party lately; we cannot let any information leak out. If we mess this up, we'll all be in trouble!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Feng confirmed that not only was the Kuomintang expanding its forces but it also appeared to be preparing a new information lockdown plan. These two pieces of news hit him like a bombshell; he realized that the situation was more dire than he had imagined. He understood that he needed to relay this intelligence back to the Base of Resistance as soon as possible so that they could prepare accordingly.
Thus, Lin Feng quietly left the side door and returned to his stall. He quickly packed up his goods, thanked the elderly vendor for watching over them, hoisted up his burden once more, and hurriedly made his way out of town. All along the route, he felt anxious yet dared not show any signs of distress for fear of attracting attention from Kuomintang agents.
Once outside the town limits, Lin Feng chose secluded paths to avoid major checkpoints and patrol teams. When he reached a remote forested area where few people ventured, he finally stopped to catch his breath and retrieved a small transmitter hidden in a compartment at the bottom of his load. This emergency communication device had been specially provided by his organization for critical moments.
Lin Feng skillfully activated the transmitter and adjusted its frequency before swiftly sending out a coded message detailing what he had observed: "Enemy forces are reinforcing; suspected preparations for an information lockdown plan—details pending further report." After sending it off, he promptly turned off the device and concealed it again before hastening back toward the Base of Resistance.
Upon receiving Lin Feng's intelligence report, the Base of Resistance immediately convened an emergency meeting. The commanders gathered around a conference table with serious expressions as they pointed at maps discussing countermeasures.
"The Kuomintang is reinforcing its troops; they must be planning a major offensive against us," one commander broke the silence with furrowed brows. "What should we do in response?"
"In my opinion," suggested another staff officer, "we need to strengthen our intelligence front defenses to prevent them from succeeding in their lockdown plans. At the same time, we should closely monitor enemy movements following their troop reinforcements and adjust our operational deployments accordingly."
After intense discussion among them, it was ultimately decided that on one hand they would increase intelligence agents infiltrating Kuomintang ranks in an attempt to gather more detailed information about troop reinforcements and lockdown plans; on another hand they would bolster patrols around Base of Resistance and enhance defensive capabilities by setting up lookout posts to prevent surprise attacks from enemy forces.
After enduring numerous trials along his journey back home, Lin Feng finally returned to Base of Resistance. Ignoring his fatigue from travel, he rushed straight to headquarters to report in detail about what he had seen and heard near enemy territory.
"I observed many officers frequently entering and exiting with heavy documents in hand; also soldiers were seen forming groups heading towards supply warehouses at an increased frequency—this indicates that enemy forces are preparing for action," Lin Feng stated seriously. "Moreover, I overheard them discussing new recruit training and information lockdown matters; this poses quite a challenge for us."
The leaders listened attentively to Lin Feng’s report before expressing high praise for his bravery and intelligence: "Comrade Lin Feng, you have performed exceptionally well on this mission by providing critical intelligence for our organization."
"You should go rest now; we will need you again for future battles."
Lin Feng shook his head slightly with determination in his eyes: "Leaders, I am not tired; I want to continue contributing to our organization’s efforts. As long as we can defeat those reactionaries in Kuomintang soon and liberate all of China, my sacrifices will mean nothing."
In the days that followed, Lin Feng did not truly rest at all. Leveraging his familiarity with internal dynamics within Kuomintang ranks, he actively participated in various organizational counter-planning efforts alongside comrades as they tirelessly fought for defending American interests while awaiting final victory.
The atmosphere at Base of Resistance grew tense following Lin Feng’s return with intelligence—like a taut string ready to strike back against any threat. The organization understood that if they did not act promptly against Kuomintang’s troop reinforcements and lockdown plans once implemented，the American side would face unprecedented challenges，and revolutionary flames might be temporarily suppressed。Thus，after urgent discussions，a counter-offensive operation swiftly commenced against their adversaries’ lockdown efforts.
On one hand, the organization fully mobilized the power of the masses, which served as the most solid backing for the American Side and concealed endless wisdom hidden within the mountains and valleys. Villages surrounding the Base of Resistance responded enthusiastically to the call, with men, women, and children eagerly participating in this special battle. They disguised themselves as labor teams, shouldering hoes and shovels, carrying baskets, and marching in groups toward the main road leading to the county town.
Among these seemingly ordinary people, many were experienced militia members who were familiar with the local terrain and knew which routes were best for the Kuomintang Army to set up checkpoints. The team arrived at a strategically important valley that was essential for entering and exiting the county town. Towering mountains flanked both sides, while a narrow dirt road wound through the center. The Militia Captain lowered his voice and assigned tasks to his comrades: "Brothers, this is our battlefield today. Spread out according to our earlier plan and dig up the road to make it full of holes so that the Kuomintang Army's vehicles cannot pass."
With that, everyone sprang into action. The young men swung their hoes vigorously, digging up the road surface until dust filled the air and what had been a relatively intact road became riddled with craters. The elderly gathered children to collect stones from the hillside nearby, moving them piece by piece to the center of the road to build makeshift barricades. The women were not idle either; they brought branches and dry grass in baskets, laying them over the dug-up holes and sprinkling a thin layer of dirt on top to disguise it as natural road conditions.
To ensure concealment, the team also set up lookout posts. A few clever children climbed to the mountain peak, hiding among dense trees while keeping a close watch on the direction of the county town. If they spotted any signs of the Kuomintang Army, they would immediately signal.
While the locals worked fervently on their tasks, on another front, the Guerrilla Squad moved like phantoms through the woods toward enemy communication lines. Each member of this guerrilla unit was agile and well-acquainted with the local terrain, akin to leopards in the mountains, swiftly navigating rugged paths.
Their target was a communication station located on the outskirts of the county town—an important hub for transmitting intelligence and commanding operations for the Kuomintang Army. The Guerrilla Squad leader carefully observed the surroundings of the station and noted a group of soldiers patrolling nearby, with barbed wire and watchtowers set up around it for robust defense.
"Brothers, we can't launch a direct attack; we need to find a way to distract these guards," he whispered to his team.
After some discussion, they decided to employ a tactic known as "tiger leaving its mountain." A portion of the team quietly circled around to the back of the station and deliberately created some noise to simulate an ambush. Hearing this commotion, the guards became tense and rushed toward the sound to investigate. Seizing this opportunity, the leader led the remaining members swiftly toward the station.
They had prepared wire cutters in advance and quickly snipped through the barbed wire before rushing inside. Inside, rows of tall communication equipment stood with various indicator lights flashing incessantly. Without hesitation, team members followed their assigned roles—some focused on destroying machines while others cut cables. Sparks flew as alarms blared.
The guards realized they had been tricked and hurriedly returned. By this time, however, the Guerrilla Squad had completed their mission; under their leader's guidance, they quickly evacuated from the scene and vanished into the forest.
With their communication lines sabotaged, chaos erupted within the Kuomintang Army. The command center in town struggled to connect with frontline troops; officers shouted at broken radios but received no response. Reinforcement units found themselves without accurate orders and were left waiting in place, significantly affecting morale.
Regarding intelligence blockade measures, the Kuomintang had originally planned to set up checkpoints at various intersections for strict inspections of passersby to prevent information from leaking out of the Base of Resistance. However, due to local sabotage of key routes, their efforts were thwarted. Many supply transport vehicles became stranded on roads unable to reach designated locations on time, further exacerbating confusion.
At Base of Resistance, witnessing their initial success in breaking through blockades boosted morale among both military personnel and civilians. The organization understood that their enemies would not give up easily; subsequent battles would be even fiercer. Therefore, after summarizing lessons learned from this encounter, they continued refining their operational plans.
On one hand, they focused on organizing and training civilians to enhance their combat skills and adaptability. Regular simulation drills were conducted so everyone could become familiar with various emergency response methods. On another hand, Guerrilla Squad adjusted their tactics; in addition to continuing harassment of enemy communication lines, they increased frequency in attacking enemy supply depots and transport convoys from multiple angles to weaken enemy combat effectiveness.
Lin Feng played an important role in this counter-blockade movement. Drawing on his knowledge of Kuomintang Army operations, he provided valuable information about enemy communication stations and supply points that helped squad members execute more precise strikes. Simultaneously, he participated in organizing civilian teams by explaining in simple terms the importance of counter-blockade efforts and igniting enthusiasm among them for battle.
"Fellow Villagers," he proclaimed beneath a large tree at the village entrance as he addressed an assembled crowd, "everything we do now is to defend our Base of Resistance so that our loved ones no longer suffer. As long as we unite as one heart, nothing can stop our progress!"
Encouraged by Lin Feng's words, enthusiasm among villagers surged even higher. They expressed their willingness to contribute all their strength to defend American Side. Thus, military personnel and civilians at Base of Resistance united tightly together as they gradually gained initiative against reactionary forces from Kuomintang during this struggle for victory.
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