After two days of torture, Old Zhao looked exhausted.

There was blood in the mouth, and Liu Long could see that the tongue was gone in the bloody mouth.

His heart is bleeding!!!

Old Zhao smiled contemptuously, but his eyes looked at Liu Long, only for a moment.

But there was encouragement, regret, and unwillingness in his eyes...

Scenes from the past emerged in Liu Long's mind.

Lao Zhao joked with him: "It's lonely working behind enemy lines. Do you want the organization to find you a wife?"

Lao Zhao gave him a mechanical watch as a birthday present: "Except for me, no one knows your birthday, so you have to be nice to me, right?"

Lao Zhao and he worked together seamlessly to rescue underground party comrades and pass on intelligence.

Old Zhao traveled by train from north to south to communicate...

Liu Long felt his eyes a little moist, and he turned his head away, not daring to look at Lao Zhao again.

Old Zhao also straightened his back, with a firm expression, and decided to die calmly.

Old Zhao and Liu Long had joked before that if one of them was caught, they would not betray the other. Even in front of the other, they would die calmly without saying a word...

Lao Zhao really didn't say anything. He bit off his tongue...

You can’t plant flags randomly.

Otherwise it will come true.

The bracelet suddenly broke yesterday, as if it was a warning to Liu Long.

The sadness in Liu Long's heart was like his heart falling into an unfathomable sea in the darkness, deep and cold.

But his expression remained unchanged, and he was still joking with Wang Yuyan beside him: "Miss Wang, have you ever seen an execution before?"

Wang Yuyan shook her head: "This is the first time. Have you seen it before?"

"I...I have experience."

Liu Long smiled softly and said, "If you are scared, I don't mind lending you my shoulder so you can lie down for a while."

Wang Yuyan still doesn’t know where Liu Long’s boss is, among these prisoners who are about to be executed.

Thinking he was just making an inappropriate joke, she smiled and shook her head.

Kawairi Shoichi had been observing the expressions of Liu Long and Zhao Chunming. They didn't seem to be looking at each other directly, nor did they express any hints with their eyes.

Beichuan Yan, standing on the watchtower, also noticed that Liu Long was still chatting and laughing freely with Deputy Director Wang beside him.

Kitagawa Yan once again doubted his ability to identify: "Could it be that Liu Long is really not Nighthawk?"

Matsumoto Hideki took pictures of everyone's expressions, and then set up the camera at close range and said to Kawairi Shoichi, "Mr. Kawairi, the camera and film are ready, you can order the execution."

"Okay." Kawairi Katsuichi walked over to the men and raised his hand: "Begin the execution!"

Two Japanese soldiers took their Type 38 rifles from their shoulders, calibrated them, raised their guns and started shooting from ten steps away.

"Boom!"

With two gunshots, the two prisoners fell to the ground.

"Shoot!"

As the order was given, the Japanese soldier pulled the bolt of his gun, moved to the next two prisoners, and raised the black muzzle of his gun.

If this continues, Lao Zhao will be the last group.

People grow very slowly, but it only takes a moment to sacrifice themselves at the hands of the enemy.

At this moment, Liu Long imagined many ways.

Now suddenly, after starting the upgrade, there will be ten minutes of "no man's land".

Kill through the Kwantung Army’s base and take Lao Zhao out.

Even though he was alone against a mixed Kwantung Army brigade of six to seven thousand men, the chances of escape were slim under such circumstances.

But even if he died together, it would be better than living in vain...

He has another choice.

That is to reveal his identity voluntarily, in exchange for letting Kawairi Shoichi and Kitagawa Hiko save Lao Zhao's life.

Liu Long knows a lot of things, and as long as he keeps silent, Lao Zhao will be spared because of his life.

Is this really the final step of the lurking process?

……

These are Kitagawa Hiko and Kawairi Shoichi, who are using Lao Zhao's life to force him to show up.

Liu Long clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves.

It seemed that he didn't have much time left to make a decision and a choice.

Old Zhao didn't look at Liu Long, but looked at the corpse beside him not far away. He shook his head gently, opened his dark mouth and sighed softly.

It seems that through this action, he is telling Liu Long not to act on impulse.

Sacrifice is inevitable.

The organization and the people still need him.

Following the soldier in front of him, he carried out the execution by shooting, and soon only one prisoner was left.

It was Old Zhao who stood there, closed his eyes, and calmly faced death.

"Will this be recorded too?" Kawairi Katsuyi raised his hand and asked the Japanese soldiers who were executing the sentence to pause, and looked at the machine not far away.

"Hey! This will naturally be filmed. If it is Major General Kawairi who personally carries out the execution, I think your majestic figure will be displayed, and perhaps His Majesty the Emperor will also see it." Hideki Matsumoto of Asahi Shimbun said respectfully.

"Give me the gun."

When Kawairi Katsu saw the opportunity to show off in front of the Emperor, he asked the Japanese soldiers to give him the gun.

Kawairi Katsuichi stood at the execution site with a gun in his hand.

But he glanced at Kitagawa Hiko on the watchtower.

Kitagawa Hiko had two flags in his hand, one was red and the other was green.

If Kitagawa decides to kill Lao Zhao, the green flag will be lit.

If a temporary decision is made not to kill Lao Zhao, a red flag will be raised to indicate a stop.

But Kitagawa Hiko was still observing Liu Long with a telescope. He felt that Liu Long would not be exposed until the last moment.

Kitagawa Hiko nodded, Kawairi Katsuichi raised the muzzle of the gun impatiently, pulled the bolt, spat on the ground, and clamped the butt of the gun between his shoulders.

He began to aim while standing: "Then let me execute the last prisoner myself!"

Liu Long looked at Lao Zhao, anxious.

He really wanted to reveal his identity and ask them to release Lao Zhao!

But Wang Yuyan, his confidant, seemed to have noticed that something was wrong with Liu Long.

I saw a look of sadness in his eyes.

Wang Yuyan asked curiously, "Chief Liu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah, although I've seen it before, it still makes me feel a little uncomfortable." Liu Long said with a wry smile.

Beichuan Yan saw that Liu Long was still talking to Wang Yuyan.

Suddenly he raised the red flag in his hand and asked Kawairi Shoichi to stop the execution!

If Liu Long is really not Nighthawk.

Then Zhao Chunming, also known as Old Zhao, must be kept alive. After all, only living people can provide intelligence.

Even though he had bitten off his tongue and couldn't speak anymore.

But I can still write...

At the last moment, Kitagawa Hiko didn't dare to gamble with Liu Long.

Kawairi Katsuki saw the red flag out of the corner of his eye.

He cursed for the trouble, put down the gun in his hand, turned around and said, "There are still some things that have not been interrogated about this prisoner, so the execution will not be carried out today."

Hideki Matsumoto, who was interviewing, had to give up and asked someone to start packing up the equipment.

Liu Long saw that the situation in the execution ground suddenly changed.

I felt relieved.

He also saw Kitagawa Hiko's back as he quickly left the watchtower.

Man can conquer heaven!

Kitagawa Hiko lost to him again in this round.

I have to thank Wang Yuyan who is by my side!

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!

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