Spy Wars: Strong Agents Who Are Ruthless and Talk Little

Chapter 387 Suspected of Collaborating with the Enemy

"There might be more than one enemy defender," Su Ming whispered, turning to look at the team members behind him. His gaze was sharp and calm, as if telling them that this was just the beginning.

Several team members nodded, and one of them couldn't help but whisper, "So... what about the target? Should we continue searching?"

Su Ming glanced at him calmly and said, "The mission is not over yet. You can choose to quit, but don't hinder others from completing it."

The team member shuddered at the cold tone and shook his head quickly: "No... I won't quit!"

"Then shut up and follow orders." Su Ming said coldly, readjusting his tactical stance and signaling everyone to follow.

They moved cautiously through the warehouse, Su Ming trying to keep his footsteps as quiet as possible with each step. His attention was intense, his ears picking up every possible movement. He knew there couldn't be just one enemy here.

A few minutes later, the team arrived at a closed-off area deep within the warehouse. Unlike the outer shelf area, this was a separate room separated by steel plates, with a heavy chain hanging at the door. Su Ming signaled the team to stop while he stepped forward to check the condition of the chain.

"This lock is not to prevent outsiders, but to prevent the things inside from being taken away easily." He muttered to himself, with a cold light in his eyes.

Just as he was about to strike, he heard the faint sound of footsteps. He instantly raised his rifle and gestured for his team to disperse. The enemy's patience was clearly less than his, and they were soon exposed to the sight of a rookie team member.

"There are enemies!" the man shouted in a low voice, then pulled the trigger in panic.

A series of gunshots echoed through the warehouse, breaking the initial concealment. Su Ming's eyes turned cold, and he quickly rolled from one shelf to the other, avoiding the enemy's counterattack fire. He whispered, "Idiot! Aim before you shoot!"

The young team member's actions clearly exposed their position, and the enemy launched a counterattack. Su Ming quickly fired two shots, accurately killing one of them, but he knew that their situation was already precarious.

"Retreat!" Su Ming decisively gave the order, while covering his team's retreat. However, just as he was about to retreat to a safe position, a dark shadow suddenly pounced on him from the side and engaged him in hand-to-hand combat.

This was a well-trained warrior, his strength and speed no less impressive than Su Ming's. The two clashed in a narrow space, each strike laced with deadly intent. Su Ming's elbow struck the opponent's chest, but the opponent, in turn, pulled out a dagger and stabbed Su Ming in the side.

In a critical moment, Su Ming suddenly grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it hard, causing the dagger to fall to the ground. He took advantage of the situation and pressed his knee against the opponent's ribs, then stabbed the dagger into the opponent's throat.

"Puff!" Blood gushed out and the enemy fell to the ground.

Su Ming took a breath, picked up his fallen weapon, and quickly rejoined his team. He glanced at the few remaining members and said coldly, "Whoever fired the first shot just now, remember that. Don't do it again."

The team members lowered their heads and remained silent, their eyes full of shame and fear.

"Now is not the time for internal strife." Another senior team member whispered, "Brother Su, what should we do next?"

Su Ming glanced behind him. He knew they were running out of time. He said in a deep voice, "The target is inside. We must get it."

The team nodded. Despite their fear, they now had no way out. They quickly adjusted their formation and moved back to the enclosed area. This time, they were even more cautious, trying to avoid making any noise.

However, Su Ming's intuition told him that a greater danger lay hidden here. With sharp eyes, he observed everything around him, his mind rapidly formulating possible countermeasures. He knew that this game was far from over, and he must remain calm and decisive, ready to defeat the enemy with a single move.

Su Ming lowered his pace, his ears catching every sound around him. He knew the enemy couldn't have completely ceased their attacks after the recent exchange of fire. In fact, those who were watching from the darkness might have already seen them as prey, waiting for a fatal opportunity.

Su Ming quickly glanced around, his gaze landing on the back of the last member of the team. His steps were stiff, clearly not yet fully recovered from the chaos. Su Ming frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Can you still hold on?"

The man was startled, turned around to look at Su Ming, and pursed his lips, "Okay, Brother Su, I have no problem."

Su Ming said nothing more, turning around and continuing forward. He knew that in a mission like this, every second of distraction could cost someone their life. Rather than comforting them, it would be better to force them to cheer up through action.

The air ahead grew increasingly oppressive. The door to the sealed room loomed close, emitting a suffocating, oppressive feeling. Su Ming paused, raised his hand, and signaled his team to stop. He crouched down carefully, examining the details of the door.

There were strange scratches on the chain, as if someone had deliberately tampered with it. He touched it lightly with his hand, and it felt cold and moist. He raised his eyebrows, sniffed the air carefully, and immediately understood.

"It's liquid explosives." Su Ming said coldly, "The enemy has prepared a surprise for us."

The team members' expressions changed instantly, and several of them subconsciously took two steps back. A young team member couldn't help but ask, "What should we do then? We can't not go in, right?"

Su Ming glanced at him calmly, "Of course I have to go in, but not to die so directly."

He pulled a slender tool from his backpack, a tool he had prepared specifically for this task. He slowly approached the chain, his movements light and steady, as if racing against time.

"If the enemy uses this kind of device, it means they don't want us to easily get the contents." Su Ming whispered as he took action, "But this also means the contents are inside."

That said, Su Ming was extremely cautious with every move. His fingers moved methodically between the tool and the chain. With every exertion, he simulated the possible consequences in his mind, ensuring he wouldn't trigger any chain reactions.

The team members held their breath, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the air seemed to freeze. At a certain moment, Su Ming's movements paused, his pupils constricted slightly for a moment, but he immediately regained his composure.

"Don't move." Su Ming's voice was as cold as ice. "There is a secondary detonation device here."

These words resonated like a thunderclap in the ears of the team members. They instinctively took a few steps back, their faces filled with fear.

Su Ming wasn't affected by this sentiment. He took a deep breath and focused all his attention. He knew that such devices were often used to deal with those eager to break in. If he wasn't careful, not only would the target object be destroyed, but the entire team would also die.

Time seemed to stretch indefinitely at this moment, beads of sweat trickling down Su Ming's forehead, yet he remained undivided. His gaze was focused, his movements precise, each adjustment like a battle against the Grim Reaper's scythe.

"Alright," Su Ming muttered, releasing the tool in his hand. "The chains have been removed, but we must be careful."

He stood up, took a few steps back, and pointed at the closed door. "There are two possibilities. There's an ambush inside, or it could be empty. Let's follow the plan and maintain formation."

The team nodded and realigned their formation. Su Ming pushed open the door, revealing a suffocating darkness. He scanned the area with his flashlight and discovered it was a small storage room filled with various cardboard boxes and filing cabinets.

Su Ming walked forward and casually opened a box, revealing stacks of sealed file bags. He frowned, carefully pulled out a file, flipped it open, and glanced at it, his brow furrowed.

"These things... aren't exactly what we need," Su Ming muttered. He put the files back into the box and continued searching the rest of the room.

Just as he was about to open another cabinet, he heard a very slight sound, like the vibration of wind blowing through steel wire. He immediately stopped and signaled the team members to stay where they were.

He picked up a slender probe and carefully pushed the cabinet door open. Behind the cabinet door, a hair-thin steel wire stretched straight, connected to an unknown device.

"It's really full of traps." Su Ming sneered, cut the wire, and carefully took out the hidden device.

At that moment, a soft sound suddenly came from the other side of the room, like something falling to the ground. The team members immediately raised their guns and stood guard. Su Ming's eyes flashed as he quickly approached the direction of the sound.

On the ground was a small camera, apparently loosened by being touched. Su Ming picked it up and examined it carefully, finding a thin cable running from the other end of the camera to the corner of the storage room.

"There are surveillance cameras here?" A team member couldn't help but whisper, his tone full of nervousness.

"It's more troublesome than surveillance." Su Ming said coldly, "We are under surveillance here, and we have been exposed."

This sentence sent a chill through everyone's heart. They realized that the enemy might have known their exact location, and the next step would be a larger encirclement and suppression.

"Prepare to evacuate." Su Ming ordered decisively, "Take your things with you. Staying here will only make it more dangerous."

The team members moved quickly, packing all the files and items they could take away into their backpacks. However, just as they were about to leave, they heard hurried footsteps outside the warehouse, accompanied by whispered instructions.

"Here they come." Su Ming gripped his weapon tightly, a sharp glint in his eyes. He whispered, "Since they want to play, then I'll play with them until the end."

During the war-torn years, Su Ming quietly wandered the chaotic city, carrying an unspoken sense of responsibility and mission. He was neither a soldier nor a merchant, but his hands were already tightly bound by the fate of history.

Su Ming was born into an ordinary family. His father died young, leaving his mother to raise him and his younger sister alone. Life's hardships didn't extinguish his ideals and ambitions; instead, they strengthened his conviction that only by finding his place in the midst of change could he fulfill his responsibilities to his family and society. Within his young heart, the spark of justice had already quietly ignited.

After the outbreak of war, the once tranquil city was shattered by explosions and gunfire. Su Ming's daily life changed overnight. He joined the local organization's anti-Japanese war activities, becoming a minor figure working underground. But this was not enough for him. He knew that only by standing at a higher level could he truly participate in the core of the struggle.

During a chance mission, Su Ming met several operatives from the Military Control Commission. While seemingly calm and composed, they possessed a glint of wisdom that could not be ignored. Through these interactions, Su Ming gradually realized that the justice and ideals he pursued mirrored those of the Military Control Commission. Thus, he made a difficult decision: to join the Military Control Commission and become a spy, a crucial member of the team working behind enemy lines.

His identity destined him to carry a heavy burden. To protect his secret, Su Ming had to distance himself from his family and friends in his daily life, taking every step with caution. Every emotion, every silence, weighed heavily on him. He never dared to reveal his true identity to anyone, even to those closest to him, only to conceal the repressed pain deep within his heart.

As a spy for the Military Control Commission, Su Ming undertook numerous covert missions. He penetrated deep into enemy territory, gathering intelligence, deciphering enemy communications, and striking down traitors and spies lurking within the country. His work was without honor and often even endangered his life, yet each time he received a mission, an inexplicable power surged within him. Su Ming understood that he wasn't fighting for a particular political party or a single elite; he was fighting for the justice within him, for the people who clung to hope amidst endless darkness.

Once, Su Ming received a special mission to covertly investigate a high-ranking officer, supposedly a member of a friendly army. This officer displayed numerous suspicious behaviors, hinting at a man with more than a simple loyalty. During his investigation, Su Ming gradually discovered that this officer was not only suspected of colluding with the enemy, but had also, at times, engaged in actions that seriously undermined the overall situation of the War of Resistance.

Faced with this dilemma, Su Ming's inner conflict and struggle surged like a tide. He had once been a young man who believed in justice and had once deeply abhorred the word "betrayal." But now, he was faced with a more complex situation and a difficult decision. He began secretly gathering evidence, gaining more information about the crimes of high-ranking officials. However, as his investigation deepened, he gradually realized that the gap between his ideals and reality was growing wider. Was the justice he believed in still pure? Could he still find true answers in this war-torn land?

With every action, every adventure, Su Ming felt his soul slowly settle. Perhaps his initial innocence had vanished, replaced by a deep silence and resignation. He began to understand that justice wasn't a single path, but rather one that required finding one's own direction among countless forked roads. Even so, he remained determined not to give up, not to let his hope for the future fade.