My girlfriend is from 1949

Splash!

Chen Huai'an stood under the shower, happily taking a hot bath.

The scalding hot water washing over my body felt incredibly comfortable.

I just came back from that base, and I'm covered in sweat and dust, and my hair feels sticky.

After all, it was late June in the Republic of China era, and the weather was gradually getting warmer.

After another long day working on the construction site, my body was already covered in sweat and dust.

During the Republic of China era, we ate the same steamed buns and vegetable soup with all the officers and soldiers, and rested in the same small wooden huts.

There weren't even benches; people just sat on the ground or wooden planks without a problem.

On the contrary, I felt a sense of belonging.

But after coming back, why not enjoy the better conditions instead of sleeping covered in dust and sweat?

That's not about being frugal and simple; it's about enduring hardship even when it's not there.

Lin Wan habitually wanted to clean up first, so she told Chen Huai'an to take a shower first.

She, like the lady of the house, skillfully cleaned the house and put away all the dust-covering items.

Chen Huai'an let the hot water wash over his body, feeling relaxed all over.

In my mind, I couldn't help but recall this time-travel journey and my personal participation in the capture of the secret agents.

Under psychological pressure, Yao Qinghai chose to cooperate.

So when the main force surrounded the warehouse, the factory immediately descended into chaos.

After all, these people were only temporarily recruited from the streets or from prisons.

They had not received any professional training and were not even considered untrained soldiers.

They can only bully the weak and cause some destruction out of a sense of bravado.

When they are actually surrounded, they immediately panic.

Several trained Secret Service agents immediately gave loud orders, commanding everyone to pick up their weapons.

It seemed that having weapons in hand gave them a bit of courage.

As the panic gradually subsided, everyone revealed fierce expressions.

According to their superiors, if they were caught, they would face certain death and would be executed.

So, under their instigation, they had no choice but to fight back to the death.

But when faced with the police's encirclement and arrest, everyone's face showed fear.

On the surrounding walls, soldiers stood high above, pointing their guns at them.

There was even a mortar, leaving them nowhere to hide.

The factory buildings, which could have served as cover, were nothing but scrap metal in the face of mortars.

If you really hide here, you'll either be blown up or buried alive after the shelling!

Faced with overwhelming firepower, even if they wanted to fight to the death, they had no confidence whatsoever.

But with no way out, they could only stay in the factory and hold on.

Even the spy who made the contact issued a fierce threat.

Anyone who dares to surrender will be killed!

Because he knew perfectly well that he had the lives of more than one underground party member on his hands over the years.

Once caught, they will certainly be publicly executed, with absolutely no chance of survival.

Since we're going to die either way, we might as well fight to the death!

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a familiar voice came from outside.

"Brothers, I am Yao Qinghai!"

Stop the futile resistance and surrender!

I've already reached an agreement with the Public Security Bureau; as long as I lay down my weapon, I'll receive a lighter sentence.

Brothers, let's all lower the price!

Yao Qinghai used the megaphone provided by Hyundai to shout into the factory.

They persuaded the people inside to lay down their weapons and surrender.

His voice was sincere, as if he truly cared about his "brothers".

His claim that he had reached an agreement with the Public Security Bureau was only half true.

He had only promised Yao Qinghai that if he could persuade his subordinates to surrender, it would be considered a meritorious act and his punishment would be reduced.

The Public Security Bureau will absolutely punish those villains whose hands are stained with the blood of our comrades!

Of course, apart from those key members of the secret service, the rest were all thugs and criminals who had been temporarily gathered together.

These people can be treated leniently if they lay down their weapons.

Even before liberation, those who had no criminal record could surrender voluntarily without going to jail.

The conditions given are already quite generous.

When the liaison agent heard his superiors trying to persuade him to surrender, his face turned ashen, and he forcefully ordered everyone to resist to the end.

Anyone who dares to surrender will be killed without mercy!

Then, carrying a rifle, he quietly climbed onto the roof.

In his mind, the rooftop was the highest and most secluded spot, so the surrounding police couldn't see it.

Little did they know, Chen Huai'an saw it all clearly in the footage from the high-altitude drone.

Viewed from above, it is just as conspicuous as if it were standing on an open ground.

He immediately picked up the walkie-talkie: "Old Tian, ​​there's a sniper on the roof!"

"Received!" Tian Guorong replied and immediately made the arrangements.

At this point, climbing onto the roof was clearly a last-ditch effort to put up a fight.

Leaving it would be a hidden danger, and removing it in advance can serve as a warning to others.

A few minutes later, a gunshot rang out.

The contact who climbed onto the roof was shot in the head from the side.

Even until their deaths, they didn't know how their location had been exposed!

clang!

The rifle, which had been halfway out of the roof, fell to the ground.

It landed right at the factory gate, startling everyone who couldn't help but shudder.

A gunshot rang out, and immediately the contact's gun fell to the ground.

Even without seeing it, you can guess what happened.

The highest-ranking captain has been killed!

Immediately afterwards, Tian Guorong's voice came from outside.

"Everyone, lay down your weapons immediately, put your hands behind your heads, and surrender! Any resistance will only lead to death!"

The sound echoed through the factory building through the loudspeakers.

Those who threatened to resist had been killed, and with Yao Qinghai's persuasion to surrender, many people wavered.

At this moment, they are truly leaderless, and there is no point in resisting any longer.

Tick-tock~ Tick-tock~.

Drops of blood flowed down from the roof, shattering the last line of psychological defense.

"I quit!"

As one of the burly men threw down his weapon, the others followed suit.

More than twenty temporary recruits all chose to surrender.

The remaining secret agents' expressions changed several times, and they gritted their teeth and put down their weapons.

Everyone else has surrendered; if they continue to resist, they will only face being shot dead.

Moreover, the section chief's surrender completely shattered their hopes.

Without the section chief continuing to provide funding, they'd have trouble even eating, let alone going undercover!

Then they all put their hands behind their heads, lined up, and went out to surrender.

There was no fierce battle, and no damage was done to the houses of the surrounding residents, so it was a very successful arrest operation.

Although Chen Huai'an did not go to the front line in person, he watched the whole process through a drone.

Moreover, by reporting the situation in real time, I can be considered to have participated in it.

Thinking about it now still gets me a little excited.

After taking a shower, Chen Huai'an came out, drying his hair. "Wanwan, go take a shower."

"Okay!" Lin Wan replied, took her change of clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Long hair mixed with sweat and dust is indeed quite uncomfortable.

Chen Huai'an turned on his phone while drying his hair.

Suddenly, a barrage of text messages and missed call notifications nearly crashed my phone.

He muttered to himself in confusion, "My parents have made seventy or eighty missed calls. Is something urgent?"