Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 434 Gradually Lost the Direction

"If I had a choice, I'd rather go back to the past." He had said this to himself countless times. Back then, Su Ming even fantasized about giving it all up, finding a remote place, and living an ordinary life, free from worry and travel. But every time, he knew he couldn't stop. Every time he relaxed and escaped, he felt an inner emptiness and uneasiness. The world wouldn't change, and his responsibilities and mission wouldn't disappear.

And now, in this abandoned warehouse, through the faint cracks of his eyes, he once again surveyed himself. Memories and reality intertwined, and he couldn't help but lapse into contemplation of the past. His fingers trembled slightly as he thought of those who had fought alongside him, of those images long since vanished into history. Every time he made a decision, every step he took, he could feel the past gradually dissipating, as if the person he once was was quietly fading away.

He knew full well that these memories no longer belonged to him. The road before him was an abyss fraught with death and danger, and he could no longer turn back. Every choice, every decision seemed to push him deeper and deeper, towards a point from which there was no return. As the years passed, he grew stronger and calmer, and the weakness and hesitation that once existed in his heart disappeared with each life-or-death test.

"If I had made a different choice at that time, perhaps..." Su Ming's thoughts wandered away again. He seemed to be looking for something, trying to find a trace of power to save himself.

Unfortunately, reality didn't allow him to do so. Memories couldn't change anything, and past decisions had become indelible marks. The man he once was, and the man he is now, were no longer the same person. No matter what, he had to keep going.

"It's just that I have no choice." He murmured softly, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was whispering to his past self.

At that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed, breaking his reverie. Su Ming snapped back to his senses, his gaze instantly sharp, all memories and thoughts temporarily cast aside. Danger was now his only reality. The enemy's footsteps drew closer, their intermittent pauses making it clear to him that their search hadn't ceased. Each step made his heart race, but he remained unwavering. His gaze remained steadfast, fixed on the darkness ahead, silently thinking: This time, I must turn the tide.

Zheng Yaoxian's figure had quietly vanished into the shadows. Su Ming knew he couldn't hesitate any longer. His movements were swift and decisive, every second a race against time. He didn't dwell on it any longer. The unchangeable past behind him was no longer important. What mattered now was staying alive, living long enough to fulfill the things he had promised.

Su Ming took a deep breath, feeling the coolness of the air spread through his body, as if the chill could make him more alert. His body tensed, every muscle alertly awaiting the next change. The enemy before him drew closer and closer. He could almost hear the rhythm of their footsteps, even detect their intentions from the whispers of their words.

"What should I do?" He asked himself silently, his mind racing, going through countless options. At this moment, any hesitation could expose their hiding place.

"Confusion." Su Ming suddenly thought of this tactic. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a calm glint flashed in his eyes. Although it was a risky strategy, there was no better way now. The enemy had begun to gather, and they couldn't afford him much time. Confusion, taking advantage of the enemy's obsession with a target to create false clues and illusions, was the only way to temporarily escape.

He quickly formed a rough plan in his mind and secretly decided that as long as the enemy began to waver, he would take action immediately.

"Zheng Yaoxian." Su Ming called out in a low voice, his voice so soft that it couldn't even move the air.

Zheng Yaoxian's eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and he stared at the enemy's movements. His expression remained unchanged, as if completely unaffected by his surroundings. As Su Ming's right-hand man, he understood the tension of the situation.

"I understand," Zheng Yaoxian replied softly, his words simple yet firm. At this moment, they no longer had time to consider anything else. The struggle for life and death had become a continuation of their responsibility.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on the enemy's direction. The enemy didn't immediately notice them, instead splitting into several small groups, seemingly conducting a final search. Su Ming observed their movements, gradually understanding their logic and rhythm. He knew this was a meticulous opportunity.

"Let's combine the real and the virtual." The corners of Su Ming's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had foreseen the hope of success in advance.

There were no extra words between him and Zheng Yaoxian; a brief exchange of glances was enough to convey a mutual understanding. Su Ming knew that any hesitation, any uneasiness, would alert the enemy. The two men moved swiftly, coordinating their efforts and quietly moving away from their original hiding place.

Su Ming's plan was to create some distractions and confusion, making the enemy mistakenly believe they had escaped, and then use this opportunity to create a false impression, forcing the enemy to refocus their attention. His goal was to divert the enemy's attention elsewhere, or even make them think they had fallen into some kind of trap, ultimately misleading the enemy's judgment.

He couldn't help but chuckle. While this move was dangerous, it was also fraught with challenges. After all, any complex situation held the potential for a breakthrough. The key lay in seizing the opportunity and turning the tide.

By this time, Zheng Yaoxian had already advanced silently, quietly approaching a corner piled with wooden crates. There, Su Ming's intended target would gradually emerge. As long as all went smoothly, the enemy would inevitably fall into their carefully laid trap.

"Hurry up," Su Ming urged silently, not daring to pause for even a second. Every second of delay could arouse the enemy's suspicion, and if they realized their plan, the consequences would be disastrous.

They moved cautiously along the side of the abandoned warehouse, trying to avoid contact with the enemy. Su Ming's heartbeat quickened, but each breath became exceptionally steady. He knew that even the slightest mistake could have fatal consequences. The enemy hadn't reacted, but with each step they drew closer to their target, Su Ming's heart began to stir—the plan was entering a critical phase.

"Okay, are you ready?" Su Ming asked in a low voice, his eyes sweeping towards Zheng Yaoxian from the darkness.

"Anytime," Zheng Yaoxian responded succinctly and firmly. Without further ado, a tacit understanding had already formed between them, mutual trust woven into every moment.

Su Ming pursed his lips and nodded slightly. He took a deep breath and quietly stood up from his corner. With quick and precise movements, he began to quietly place the jammer he had prepared earlier—a small bag of smoke bombs—into the appropriate location.

"Now," Su Ming whispered, having already calculated the perfect timing in his mind.

He quickly pulled the fuse on the smoke bomb and gently tossed it toward the likely enemy gathering point. In that instant, a thick cloud of smoke spread rapidly, covering a large area in an instant. The smoke instantly reduced visibility throughout the warehouse, and Su Ming and Zheng Yaoxian seemed to blend into the hazy white.

"Perfect," Su Ming thought to himself. The smoke obscured their movements and instantly threw the enemy into confusion. They began to shift their bodies nervously, trying to discern their direction, but the fog made it difficult for them to make an accurate judgment.

"I see," Zheng Yaoxian whispered, a sharp glint in his eyes. "The enemy is starting to scatter."

Su Ming nodded slightly, a sense of triumph rising in his heart. The first step in implementing the plan had been successful, and the next steps would determine the direction of the entire situation.

The enemy clearly hadn't reacted quickly enough; in the smoke, they were reduced to blurry figures and rapid breathing. Su Ming seized this opportunity and quickly moved toward the exit behind the enemy. He had already made his decision—they had to leave this place, taking advantage of the chaos caused by the smoke to evacuate as quickly as possible, rather than wasting time engaging the enemy.

"Let's go!" Su Ming whispered. The two men moved quickly, almost simultaneously leaping into the darkness, using the surroundings as cover to quickly disappear from the enemy's sight.

The smoke gradually spread, and the enemy gradually lost their way. Su Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Through this interruption, they temporarily escaped the enemy's pursuit. Although their plan was not completely completed, at least this time, they bought themselves precious time.

"Well done." Zheng Yaoxian praised in a low voice, with a rare glint of approval in his eyes.

Su Ming didn't reply, only smiling faintly. He knew that this deception was far from over. The enemy hadn't completely dispersed, and every next step might determine whether they could truly escape this pursuit.

"Don't let your guard down," Su Ming warned, his eyes still as calm as water. At this moment, he had only one thought in mind: escape and survive.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Su Ming's heartbeat quickened. With every passing second, he knew the distance between him and the enemy was closing, then closing. This uncertainty made every breath heavy. The surroundings remained gloomy, the walls of the warehouse bearing the marks of time, and the air was thick with the smell of cold rust. He knew that he had only temporarily distracted the enemy's view, not completely eliminated the danger.