ables, chairs, benches, and wooden beds.Because there wasn't anything suitable to make windows, Ripple directly used the power from the beast mark, shaping flowing water into windows to separate the s...Ripple, following the pre-scouted terrain, skillfully weaved through the streets at full speed. It took fifteen minutes to reach the designated sniping point, where a long-range sniper rifle awaited – it had been set up beforehand.

She took a deep breath and listened intently for a moment, observing the current situation through the scope of her sniper rifle.

The four-story building of the Japanese headquarters has completely collapsed. Those inside can be said to have perished, either killed by the blast or crushed by the debris. Soldiers who did not enter the building are currently putting out the fire, hoping to rescue their commander.

The soldiers on the watchtower guarded the door fiercely, fearing that someone might attack headquarters at this moment. Currently, there wasn't even a single commander present.

Three streets away from the headquarters of the Nippon nation, Nippon soldiers are engaged in a firefight with a group of plainclothes black-clad individuals. They are being held back and unable to support the headquarters.

A gunshot echoed, the distinctive sound of a sniper bullet slicing through the air was picked up by the ripples in his ears. The next second, another searchlight on the Japanese stronghold atop the hill was shattered, leaving only a few flickering embers. Then, two more Japanese soldiers crumpled to the ground with cries of pain.

Japanese soldiers fighting the fire immediately sought cover, aware that snipers were waiting for them to expose themselves.

The ripples are confirmed, these are all thanks to Lao Zhou and Mei Yi's efforts. As long as they don't expose their location, the two of them should be able to suppress the remaining Japanese soldiers. She needs to go out three streets to support the Kuomintang action group.

Of course, her leaving would definitely increase the pressure on the two of them. So she picked up her sniper rifle with one hand, turned around and left her current sniping position to go to Lao Zhou's location.

Lao Zhou was very vigilant. He had a handgun by his side. When he sensed someone approaching, he would grip the gun and aim it at the person behind him.

"Lao Zhou, it's me!"

Ripples didn't want to be hurt, so she immediately revealed her identity.

How did you get here

Lao Zhou frowned, his vigilance still unwavering.

"I'm here to tell you that I'm going to ambush the Japanese support forces three blocks away. Things are getting tough there, and I need you and Sister Mei to hold the line!"

"Our mission objective has been accomplished. After the counter-attack, I'll be parting ways with you all. Don't hold your position for too long; it makes you vulnerable to targeted attacks. If there's a suitable opportunity, withdraw quickly."

After Lian Yi finished speaking, she just walked away.

Lao Zhou's mouth twitched. The other party was really too straightforward.

The ripples surged again, racing across the surface with alarming speed. Because of the commotion and the late hour, none of the common people dared to venture outside. They all huddled inside their homes, praying that they wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.

Currently, those active outside are either foreigners or members of the Kuomintang and underground parties. During Li'an's search for a commanding position, she didn't encounter a single one.

In the end, she chose Citibank's rooftop. After setting up her gun, she began to shoot, targeting the commanding officer of the Japanese forces.

In a completely defenseless state, the commanding officer of the Japanese forces collapsed without a chance, lifeless.

After Ripples ran out of bullets, he immediately withdrew with his sniper rifle. The whole operation only took half an hour, but the Japanese army's defenses were breached. The Nationalist Party's action group immediately pressed forward.

The battle continued until late into the night. By then, Ripples returned her sniper rifle to Hu Qian's secret hideout and she went back to her temporary rented apartment.

All the houses on Hongfei Road were dark, and the entire street was eerily silent. It was clear that everyone was praying that the war would not reach their homes.

The ripples washed away the gunpowder and bloodstains from his body, then he turned over and fell asleep.

Three days later, the Emperor of Japan signed a surrender document, announcing his country's defeat and voluntarily surrendering its weapons, and began to withdraw from China.

Ripples glanced at the newspaper in her hand, a faint smile appearing on her face. Luckily, they had acted in time, otherwise, those three executioners could have really left unharmed.

Similarly, Old Zhou and the KMT were also happy. That night's battle also allowed them to win over public opinion.

Next, Lian Yi lived a peaceful life, as she was well-prepared and rarely left home, thus avoiding many troubles.

Lao Zhou and Aunt Mei, meanwhile, began to act on a plan targeting the routes Japan would retreat by.

The Kuomintang and M country have also set their sights on the wealth plundered by these aggressors, and a new covert battle has begun.

Because the information given by ripples states that there are three retreat routes for Japan, and it is uncertain which route the other party will choose to evacuate, both sides only have a 30% chance of choosing correctly. This is because none of the three forces can fully cover all these routes.

But the Japanese withdrawal force had disappeared before the Emperor announced his surrender. After consultations, intelligence officers from all sides chose their own routes. Whether they could intercept each other depended on luck.

After seeing the message Lao Zhou sent, Lian Yi only replied with four words: Eyes on M country.

Old Zhou understood that the interception route they chose was the most likely to intercept the opponent.

Three months later, when everything had settled down, Lian Yi went to Lao Zhou's antique shop to see him.

Miss Peony's intel was accurate.

Lao Zhou put the hand-brewed Dahongpao tea in front of Lianyi, a smile on his face.

"You're too kind, how are your harvests going"

Not bad, we could buy a batch of basic supplies. The Japanese army is cunning; they seem to know their retreat route was exposed, so they split their troops into three groups, each carrying a small amount of goods. The real treasure trove went through the fourth route.

"And we kept a close eye on M country's intelligence officers and their operatives, following the trail to uncover even more."

Then it's settled.

The ripples nodded.

"Now that Japan has surrendered, your contributions are evident to all. The organization has asked me to express its gratitude and formally invite you to join us."

"The real battle is just beginning, so don't be careless."

Ripple changed the subject directly.

"I know that last time we took advantage of the opportunity to attack the Japanese headquarters, we withdrew a batch of comrades. Now the ones left behind are like me, those with legitimate cover identities and suitable for infiltration."

"Since it's not better to choose a day than to hit the day, I swear in today to join!"

"Good!"

Lan ripples officially joined the underground party, but she was only an intelligence officer in the underground party with the code name "Blood Peony". In addition to the valuable information she provided, there was nothing else. She was the most mysterious intelligence officer and also the most capable lone wolf.

After teaching at Yimin University, Lianyi met John Lee as Mu Dan.

The instant John flicked on the light, he saw Peony sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Mr. John Lee, I wonder when you will be able to honor your promise.

He instinctively reached for his waist, while Ripple sat there without getting up. She simply flicked a melon seed from her hand, which embedded itself in John's gun holster, causing him pain. His face paled, and he immediately covered the wound with his left hand.

Mr. John Lee, are you sure you want to go back on your wordhe inn's door, he was thrown out by Lian Yi's flick of her sleeve.Chang Wei, who was knocked down on the street, changed color several times. He knew very well that the person who made the move had de...