Three years ago, Jiang Liangang was promoted to the captain of the Xingjin City Criminal Investigation Team, and he was already a well-known young generation in the circle, and he was a promising successor to the leaders.

He participated in the black fog operation to encircle and suppress the drug nest, raided the drug factory in Southeast Asia-Wa Bangzhai, and made great contributions.

In his office drawer, the second-class meritorious service medal was the product of that operation.

But he never thought it was his credit, all of this was given by a woman.

Southeast Asia has rugged terrain, abundant rivers, and hot mountains and forests, and the Wa Bangzhai occupies the best geographical location, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

In the northwest of the Wa State village, there is a dangerous swamp land, which is extremely difficult to deploy, and both the Wa State and the government and military have given up control of this plot.

Jiang Lian was ordered to act independently, sniping at hostile elements who might escape from this gap.

He watched the movement around him from under cover, ready to shoot at any moment.

A woman appeared in the scope, dressed in a smart straitjacket, with knives strapped to her arms and thighs around her waist, and a gun in her hand, sliding down the slope at the top of the hill.

She turned around and tried to shoot, but the trigger pulled, but there was no response, and the bullets in the gun were already gone.

She began to run forward, trying to figure out her way, dodging stray bullets from her pursuers, and fiddling with her watch.

Jiang Lian watched as she ran in her direction and entered the sniper range. At the foot of the mountain, there are swamps, and it is difficult for locals who are not familiar with the terrain to get out.

She didn't look like a native who knew the terrain at all, like a loach fish that found its way through the mud, stepped on a steep slope with one foot, rolled and fell.

Jiang Lian's crosshairs kept adjusting, and he followed her, his fingers on the trigger, but he didn't fall for a long time, watching her every move.

The pursuers behind her immediately caught up, but below the steep slope as far as they could see, a tear gas canister was thrown in smoke, and white smoke immediately spread from beneath their feet.

These pursuers were not a big threat, they were not orthodox troops, and they had to shoot around indiscriminately with the guns in their hands.

One of them pointed to the foot of the mountain, where they were communicating with each other in Burmese.

Then they turned back and seemed to wait for the rabbit.

Jiang Lian guessed that these stragglers probably thought that the woman was too slippery, and it was too hard to chase her, and they felt that the foot of the mountain was all swamps, and she couldn't escape anyway, so she had to turn back, so she just waited here.

His eyes narrowed, his crosshair adjusted again, and at the bottom of the white smoke, a shadow flew like a bird behind a tree pole.

He knew it was the woman.

Then the guerrillas shouted and fled, and a shell that didn't have long eyes fired at them.

Jiang Lian immediately lowered his head, and the earth shook, and the mud that splashed could even splash on his head, and he shook his head to shake off the mud.

When he looked at it again, the place where the shell exploded, just behind the tree where the woman was hiding, had now been blown up to the point that most of the roots of the tree had been burned, and it was shaking and falling with the intention of toppling.

The woman, he thought, is probably dead.

He had just relaxed a little, and then he saw a shadow flicker, and a cut leg was still bleeding, and dark red flesh could be seen on the back of the shoulder, and she just climbed up with one of the injured legs.

Not only was the woman not dead, but she was more ferocious than the other woman, and she took off the long knife at her waist with such a fierce momentum that she went straight through the smoke from the explosion and went straight to the fleeing guerrillas.

He was incredulous and muttered to himself.

"What is she doing?"

Jiang Lian watched her get rid of these annoying henchmen, and now she was injured by a cannonball, although she looked at it except for her leg injury, which was slightly serious, and she could only hold out for a while, and the shoulders and backs were all abrasions outside the skin, which did not affect her movements, but in this humid and stuffy dense forest, if she could not be treated in time, there would be a risk of infection.

Jiang Lian just watched her change her face of running away in embarrassment, and directly used a long knife to fight against those guerrillas with guns.

Sensing something was wrong with this man, he left cover and raised his gun to check.

The woman disposed of the rangers, and did not rush to run, looking for things everywhere on them.

Jiang Lian walked over with a gun, and she was so sensitive that she heard the movement behind her, and slowly looked back at him.

He will never forget that face.

Her slender eyes were slightly hooked like willow leaves, her long eyebrows were dotted like silk, the blood droplets on her cheeks were like a row of blood-red pearls, lining her fair and smooth skin, and her thin lips were slightly opened, panting gently.

The unique charm of oriental women is in her, and you can fall at a glance.

He froze, and an inference based solely on facial features took shape.

Is she Chinese?

The woman was pointed at a gun by him, looked him up and down, probably felt that he was not easy to provoke, and slowly raised her hand to make a surrender form, still holding a mobile phone she had just found.

Phones snatched from those guerrillas.

It turns out that she did all this for this phone?

What does she want her phone for, do you want reinforcements?

Jiang Lian adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and quickly burst the mobile phone in her hand, but she didn't expect that this move completely angered her.

"You fuck ......"

Jiang Lian was stunned again, she said Chinese, she is really Chinese.

But what is she doing here, I haven't seen her in the formation, and she doesn't look like her own person in her outfit.

Without giving him a chance to think about it, the woman slashed at him with a long knife.

Jiang Lian put down the gun, fought hand-to-hand with his bare hands, and after dodging sideways, he pinched her wrist and forced, and the long knife lost its strength and fell, but in the next second, a short dagger swung at close range, he bent down to dodge, and the blade cut through the corner of his mask, almost cutting his throat.

The woman didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and the short daggers in both hands waved, and the needles were inserted into the seams, and the knife was pierced into the vital place.

Jiang Lian blocked her dozens of moves, saw the opportunity again, pinched her hands, and unloaded her dagger again.

With her bare hands, she not only didn't let go, but also grabbed his arm with her backhand and kicked him in the stomach.

Jiang Lian fell backwards and hit the tree pole.

The woman's injured leg was also torn and expanded because of Fang Cai's kick, and she couldn't stand steadily.

She fell to one knee as if in resignation, hung her head and smiled bitterly, then pointed her middle finger at him viciously.

Jiang Lian tied her up without saying a word, she didn't struggle, she knew that she was at the end of her rope, and it was useless to struggle no matter how hard she tried.

Jiang Lian carried her on his shoulders, picked up his gun, and walked towards the depths of the dense forest.

“ya&ma&%@ga！”

The woman scolded on his back, Jiang Lian couldn't understand it, it seemed to be a scolding Burmese language.

Seeing that he didn't react, the woman changed to English again.

“fuckyou！”

He understood this, but Jiang Lian still ignored her.

The woman changed to Chinese again.

"I'll grass your uncle!"

Jiang Lian directly threw her into the bamboo house where he was stronghold, and as soon as the bamboo door was closed, she burst into foul language, and continued to carry out the task with a gun.

The sky was thick with clouds, the air was even more humid, and the pouring rain had brought the melee in the Wa Bangzhai into a stalemate, and no one would flee in this direction.

In the swamp on a rainy day, even if you are a local who knows the road, you can't go back to the ghost gate.

This rain gave all a chance to breathe, Jiang Lian returned to the bamboo house, took off his clothes and twisted the rain, only to find that the woman was extremely quiet, as if she was tired of scolding.

He took a sip of water and nudged her, "Hey! ”

The woman didn't respond, and he stepped forward to touch her hot skin.

"Fever?"

Looking at her wound again, the hot and humid environment had accelerated the infection.

Now that she was no longer a threat, and she was still worried about her life, he untied the rope for her, helped her up, and kindly fed two mouthfuls of water, but she didn't drink it.

Jiang Lian said coldly, "You will die." ”

She pushed away weakly, turned her head away, and would rather die than drink something of unknown origin.

Obviously having a dry mouth is what she needs the most.

Jiang Lian seemed to have guessed a little, took a sip of his own, and then broke her face so hard, fed her mouth-to-mouth, and tilted her head slightly, forcing her to drink.

"It's not poisonous."

He used a knife to cut her clothes into strips of cloth, and without a teacher, he changed them to a crop top and shorts, and combined them with gunpowder in the bullet head, and roughly bandaged her.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and it did not stop all night, and he rested on one side with his gun, while the woman lay on the other side, so confused that she kept talking in her sleep.

One moment in English, then Burmese, and then switched to Chinese.

"Wa Bang Village...... No...... ...... in the village"

Jiang Lian opened her eyes and felt as if she was saying something very important.

"What did you say?"

The woman fell asleep again, and after a while she pulled something else.

"I'll kill you."

Jiang Lian: "......"

She chattered all night, babbling nonsense, and she was about to have a nervous breakdown.

The sky was slightly bright, the rain was a little lighter, Jiang Lian went to check on her condition, the woman felt that someone was touching her, and she was so tired that she half-opened her eyes and stared at him out of focus.

"Are you okay?"

She closed her eyes again, her hands trying her best to climb over, Jiang Lian hurriedly took the gun away, thinking that she was coming to grab the weapon.

Unexpectedly, she just took off the watch in her hand and rubbed it into his hand.

"You are Chinese, take this, go to the command group, tell them, don't go to the Wa State village, the goods are in the village fifty kilometers to the southeast, there are no heavy weapons, but there are guns."

She nudged him weakly, "Go quickly, it's too late." ”

Two sentences exhausted her strength, and she fell into a coma again.

Jiang Lian held the token she gave in his hand, carefully recalled what she said, realized her true identity, and also realized what he had done.

This woman is an undercover agent.

The watch was damaged, and she grabbed her phone to deliver a message to the command team.

And he shot the last hope she had worked so hard to get.

She did have a reason to kill him.