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"B——" Just as the two of them were shocked at why there were so many enemy armored troops, the main hotel building on their right was completely blown up by the open space Missile, and the guards and soldiers on the street immediately became vigilant. When he got up, he no longer just looked at the target area, but patrolled everywhere like a patrol. Li Chunbo asked with a wry smile, "What should I do?" Now we know that the enemy's first batch of armored units that boarded 6 only have those troops left, but the current state of the streets makes it impossible for them to succeed after another guidance. retreat. There is only one way to successfully retreat, and that is to pretend to have been killed by Missile in the main building of the hotel, and then wait until the enemy guards are relaxed and take the opportunity to escape. After all, with the enemy's strength, it would be impossible to send so many troops to closely inspect every building and every floor. Han Jianxiang took out a pack of Cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and smiled lightly at Li Chunbo "Now that things have happened, what retreat do you and I have?" Li Chunbo naturalUnderstood Han Jianxiang meant, so he set up a sniper rifle on a desk by the window, aiming at the surviving enemy armored units eight hundred meters away. Han Jianxiang took a few puffs of cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt, took out the walkie-talkie from his waist and said, "Emergency code: 11, the enemy has very few troops left, requesting a final strike, strike coordinates: 1177167, 9687, strike radius is fifty meters. Request for immediate strike, over!" This time, the intercom seemed to be waiting for Han Jianxiang to report. After hearing Han Jianxiang, he immediately replied, "The strike request has been received. The enemy attack has passed, and Missile will arrive at the target area in forty seconds. "Received! This is the last notification, we can no longer evacuate," Han Jianxiang said calmly. The person opposite obviously didn't expect this. He was silent for two seconds and replied, "Understood! It's over!" Han Jianxiang put the walkie-talkie on the table aside, looked at Li Chunbo, and smiled slightly, "Get ready. "Director, we will not evacuate this time. We must let Missile fall on the enemy's head accurately!" Li Chunbo turned his eyes from Han Jianxiang to the scope and smiled. Understood ! "Forty seconds passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the Missile group had arrived above the target with its slender tail flames. Li Chunbo has turned on the infrared guide in advance and is now aiming at the center of the enemy tank group through the scope. This guidance effect is very optimistic, but the problem is also very serious, because at the same time they also exposed their position quite a bit, and the enemy guard troops must have rushed into the quarantine building. "B——" The enemy armored forces 800 meters away used all their air defense capabilities to defend. Unfortunately, they were unable to shoot down all Missile in the end. In the end, there were still seven warheads equipped with H Explosive. The anti-tank Missile penetrated into the center of the enemy's camp and completely destroyed the enemy's armored forces that were landing for the first time. Han Jianxiang After seeing this scene through the telescope, he immediately patted the desk next to him happily and laughed heartily, but as he smiled, tears began to flow from the corners of his eyes. Li Chunbo does not have the strong excitement of Han Jianxiang. After experiencing too many ups and downs today, his feelings will not recover in a short time, but this also makes his heart stronger.
Han Jianxiang and Li Chunbo sat in their office chairs, facing each other. Han Jianxiang sighed and smiled wryly, "Do you know why I brought you here to carry out this mission with me?"
Li Chunbo thought for a moment and replied with a faint smile, "Did you really have a choice? I'm your comrade from the Allied Forces; how could you just watch me die? But whatever happens next, there’s bound to be a story. You must have your own thoughts on this, and I don’t want to guess anymore because I’m just too tired today."
Li Chunbo leaned back in his chair; he was indeed exhausted. For the past half day, he had been on the brink of exhaustion, having faced enemies since yesterday evening until now, just before dawn, constantly engaged in high-intensity activities.
Han Jianxiang smiled lightly and confessed, "You may not know this, but I actually do not belong to the military."
With that, Han Jianxiang pulled out a red leather case from his pocket and tossed it over. Li Chunbo picked it up and saw that the cover was embossed with a badge featuring a shield, five stars, national security symbols, and a dagger.
"Ministry of State Security of the People's Republic of China reconnaissance certificate," several gold-embossed characters in Song typeface stood out prominently on the red cover.
Li Chunbo opened it and saw that the photo of Han Jianxiang looked very young, exuding an air of confidence. Below the photo were several lines of information:
Name: Han Jianxiang; Gender: Male; Unit: Ministry of State Security, Eighth Bureau; Position: Deputy Director; Number: ss-8; Signing Unit: Ministry of State Security.
Li Chunbo chuckled bitterly and tossed the red book back to Han Jianxiang, teasingly saying, "So this Deputy Director of the Ministry of State Security is also a deputy-level official? Why are you personally on the front lines then? What do you mean by showing me this? Are you trying to make sure I die more 'understood'? If you think you can silence me, you're mistaken; I won't go down without a fight!"
Han Jianxiang was amused by Li Chunbo's words and laughed as he said, "Actually, I was originally planning to make you a scapegoat, but who told you to send my daughter away? Besides, in our current situation, neither of us can escape."
"The Ministry of State Security, Eighth Bureau, Counter-espionage Investigation Bureau is responsible for counterintelligence against foreign units and monitoring domestic reactionary organizations and foreign agencies. I came to Tianjin because of this war situation; in fact, I've been here for less than a month."
Li Chunbo frowned slightly and asked angrily, "Then why did you bring your daughter along? Just leave her in a combat zone without care? Are you even her real father?"
Han Jianxiang sighed and replied calmly, "You’re a soldier; you wouldn’t understand. In our line of work, we have to keep secrets from our parents while deceiving our wives and children. Only those at the bureau level or above can be withdrawn from the front lines. I was just one step away from that level—unfortunately, I fell short." Han Jianxiang looked directly at Li Chunbo. "I’m not in control of my own fate. That’s why when I learned you escorted my daughter to the Evacuation Point, I gave up on my plans against you."
Li Chunbo snorted coldly and mocked him, "Who knows how many truths lie behind your words? But right now, I don’t believe you have any backup plans left."
"What backup plans could I have? I was supposed to evacuate. However, there were issues within my unit in Tianjin—numerous intelligence reports couldn’t be destroyed in time, and many personnel went missing. I had to clean up this mess. And who knew the enemy fleet would arrive so quickly? Just as it happened, my superiors ordered me to guide the Rocket Force to destroy the enemy's armored units!"
At this moment, Han Jianxiang no longer felt the excitement and agitation from earlier; all that remained was calmness and indifference.
The two of them chatted back and forth in the top-floor office. They didn't need to run, as they both knew that once they began guiding the missile, the enemy would not allow them a chance to escape. The only reason they had not been blown up by the missile so far was that there were countless enemy sergeants hidden within the building.
"It's getting bright," Li Chunbo said, looking out at the eastern sky. The darkness of night had faded, revealing a gray-blue sky with white clouds drifting in the wind.
Han Jianxiang opened the safety on his rifle and quietly stared at the direction of the stairwell. "But the sun hasn't risen yet."
The enemy was advancing up the stairs, choosing not to take the elevator due to uncertainty about how many of them were spread across the floors. If they recklessly took the elevator straight to the top, they could easily be surrounded by the enemy. After all, an elevator could only hold a ton, and there wasn't enough space for many people.
Li Chunbo wasn't preparing to confront them like Han Jianxiang; instead, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the entrance. Soldiers continued to arrive around the building, while more were providing cover as they entered.
Li Chunbo chuckled softly. "You really have no backup left?"
"Of course!" Han Jianxiang snapped. "You have your own plans; don't make wild guesses."
Li Chunbo smiled as he returned to his office chair. "Don't be angry. Let me ask you, how many bullets do you have left?"
Han Jianxiang glanced at the number of magazines on his belt and replied accurately, "76."
Li Chunbo continued, "I still have some bullets here too. That means we can take out 18 enemies at most. Do you think that's worth it?"
Han Jianxiang scoffed mockingly, looking strangely at Li Chunbo. "Eighteen people? Why wouldn't it be worth it? What's wrong with you? You were acting tough before, but now you're backing down? If you're scared, just leave your gun and jump!"
Li Chunbo smiled faintly. "What if I could take out at least two hundred of them?"
Han Jianxiang stared at Li Chunbo for a moment in disbelief. Then he walked over to the window and looked down at the enemy sergeants below. Suddenly understanding Li Chunbo's intention, he forced a smile and nodded.
After a brief silence, Li Chunbo suddenly changed the subject. "What is your daughter's name?"
Han Jianxiang glanced at Li Chunbo and smirked, "Han Mu Yu, what's the matter? Are you interested in our daughter? Look at you, so timid!"
Li Chunbo mocked, "Mu Yu? What kind of name is that?"
Han Jianxiang sighed, "Mu Yu has a meaning of enduring hardships on a journey, but it also implies being drenched by rain."
"Isn't that bad?"
"No, here it means that the rain cleanses or nourishes oneself, accepting the purification given by the heavens, removing the originally filthy heart. Adversity is an indispensable fate in everyone's life, but whether one can overcome these obstacles, how they navigate through them, and what happens afterward are what determine if a person has truly succeeded."
Li Chunbo didn't want to delve into such philosophical discussions and quickly interrupted, "Alright, alright, I get it. I've remembered."
Han Jianxiang laughed heartily, "What good does it do for you to remember? We've come this far; if only you could stay by her side."
Li Chunbo shook his head. "Impossible. She asked me to find you. Besides that, I was originally looking for my old comrades. Two are in the office buildings near Linhai Interchange, two more on Xincheng West Road, and the last one... I have no idea where he is. I ran into you while searching for him."
Han Jianxiang fell silent. He understood what Li Chunbo meant and felt a wave of sadness for this young Second Lieutenant before him. But he also understood that such things were all too common in times of war.
The two fell into silence. After a while, faint footsteps echoed from the staircase, and Li Chunbo and Han Jianxiang exchanged glances.
"It's time!"
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