Chapter 2, A Thousand Miles in Pursuit of Revenge

His name is Xie Junfeng, and he has over twenty years of experience in intelligence work. He has carried out dozens of covert missions and is responsible for the deaths of over a hundred individuals. He is somewhat well-known in the Second Bureau of the MSS

The driver nodded and followed Li Tingxuan

Upon seeing the two large characters on the windshield and the bodies of two security personnel from MSS Division 2, the driver and the two young men in the back seat gasped in shock

It is a knife, not a gun

Xie Junfeng widened his eyes, raised his pistol, and aimed the muzzle at the iron door

The iron door is 2 centimeters thick, made from a solid steel plate, and reinforced with L-shaped steel bars inside. There is a bolt at the top and bottom, each the thickness of a rolling pin, making it very sturdy

Before Xie Junfeng had the chance to get up, he was kicked to the ground by Liu Wei.

The person did not pass through the wall, but rather blew it open.

Blocked by the mountain, the screams were not very clear, yet the two young people who had just gotten out of the car were still startled

He is quite tall, but not imposing, standing at around 1.87 meters, which is the standard height for a "National Flag Guard".

At the beginning, Liu Wei's words were so calm that they sent chills down one's spine

"Remove the characters. Do you know what to do next?" Li Tingxuan calmly instructed.

Two individuals eliminated an entire company of American soldiers, and one of them survived

By the time he landed on the ground, the secret room was already filled with smoke and dust

After being thrown onto the sofa, Xie Junfeng saw a familiar face

Xie Junfeng and five other intelligence officers from the MSS are remotely commanding operations domestically

The middle-aged man feels a bit anxious, occasionally glancing back at the iron door hidden in the wall.

As the screams continued to echo, the deputy director's pace quickened.

As the deadline approached, Xie Junfeng became very anxious

We will walk over there. Li Tingxuan opened the car door, seemingly uneasy, and said to the driver, "Don't bring everyone along; it won't be of any use even if you do."

At this moment, a piercing scream echoed from the road ahead

He is only 20 years old; to be precise, he will turn 20 in one year and four months. Initially, to facilitate his entry into K1, his father used connections and spent two bottles of 1985 Maotai liquor to alter his age by one year.

The two young people in the back quickly opened the car doors

"Had I known it would come to this, I would not have acted as I did back then." As he spoke, Liu Wei shot at both of Xie Junfeng's arms, hitting each shoulder with precision. The bullets struck at such an angle that they only shattered the collarbone, avoiding any damage to the major arteries. "The five MSS intelligence officers who were acting alongside you have all been killed by me. They said you are the operation leader. Tell me who the mastermind is, and I will grant you a swift end."

Can anyone pass through walls

This discovery suddenly made him realize

Although several months have passed, that face has not changed in the slightest; it is only the gaze that now carries a hint of vengeful coldness

The iron gate moved a few times, then fell silent.

Subsequently, four other intelligence officers were successively murdered, all while under heavy protection, within the "cold storage" of the MSS.

For several consecutive months, he has not had a single night of sound sleep

It was not the camera that was covered by heavy snow; five minutes ago, the image was still very clear

Cold and unfeeling, devoid of any trace of emotion, and not even a hint of emotional fluctuation, he is nothing like a vengeful assassin

That was a foreign operation conducted in collaboration with the Second Bureau of the General Staff Department's Intelligence Division, namely the Military Intelligence Bureau, where the Second Bureau of the MSS was responsible for planning and command, while the Military Intelligence Bureau provided personnel for overseas operations

Unfortunately, the danger does not come from the iron gate, but rather from the opposite direction

The room is very small, less than 10 square meters. On the left wall, there are more than ten LCD monitors connected to surveillance cameras, creating a stark white expanse.

K 1 is a secret unit of the Military Intelligence Bureau, officially named KillerOne, which translates to "First Killer Unit." Members of "K 1" are killing machines, existing solely to take the lives of others

Xie Junfeng received news a week later, at which time the U.S. military announced that hundreds of soldiers had been casualties in the fighting with Taliban militants in the region

At this moment, the Grand Cherokee came to a stop in front of the snowplow on the cobblestone road

Upon seeing the five human heads rolling out from inside, Xie Junfeng was momentarily stunned

They are all trained agents who immediately recognized that the killer's methods were extremely ruthless

He did nothing wrong; anyone else would have acted the same way

Since the secret operation in Afghanistan at the beginning of the year, Xie Junfeng has not had many days of peace.

The voice is deep and melancholic, not resembling that of a young person around twenty years old

The iron gate was knocked a few times from the outside, as if someone was trying to open it

The scene was almost identical, with "K 1" and "Liu Wei" prominently displayed.

The silence was so profound that it was frightening. Xie Junfeng felt a sharp pain in his bladder. For the first time in over twenty years, he experienced fear, a fear that came from the depths of his heart

I do not believe in ghosts or deities; sooner or later, you will become one. Even if you do not speak, I have my ways of finding out. Liu Wei said this while drawing the dagger made of special ceramics that he had strapped to his thigh. "This was given to me by a brother who lived with me for fifteen years; he spent a year’s allowance on it. I always hoped that when I grew old and could no longer go to battle, I would return it to him personally. Perhaps he would use it to peel fruit or make a slingshot for his grandson. But just ten months ago, I buried him with my own hands. I always hoped that when I grew old and could no longer go to battle, I would return it to him personally. Perhaps he would use it to peel fruit or make a slingshot for his grandson. But just ten months ago, I buried him with my own hands. Now I realize that I was wrong, terribly wrong. In our line of work, one cannot expect to enjoy a peaceful old age; it is already fortunate to die with dignity and leave behind a complete corpse. Given this, why the hell should I care about taking a few more lives?" In our line of work, one cannot expect to enjoy a peaceful old age; it is already fortunate to die with dignity and leave behind a complete corpse. Given this, why the hell should I care about taking a few more lives?

This is one of the two K1 special forces soldiers, and he is the marksman

Liu Wei

In his terrified gaze, a young man holding a pistol emerged from the wall adorned with one-way transparent glass

It was none other than the five MSS intelligence officers who, during the critical moment, abandoned their comrades while directing operations in the country alongside Xie Junfeng.

After disabling the various devices used to deal with intruders, Liu Wei approached with a handgun in hand

The operation personnel dispatched by the Military Intelligence Bureau consists of only two individuals, from the secret unit codenamed "K 1"

"Do I need to get something from you?" Liu Wei raised the M1911A1 in his hand. "Do you recognize this gun? It was given to me by one of my closest brothers, who risked his life for the country, yet now has to live in hiding. I swore long ago that I would never let such a thing happen to me"

The murderer carved "K 1" on the victim's face with a dagger and left a name in blood on the wall

Inside the secret room of the cabin, a middle-aged man leans against the wall, intently gazing through a one-way transparent glass disguised as a ventilation opening at the snow-covered yard outside

"Dying at my hands, you would not be at a loss."

In his hand, a Glock 17 pistol is already loaded

Although Xie Junfeng has already resigned himself to death, he could not help but tremble.

He has heard some rumors related to "K 1"

With two loud "bangs," the two shots that struck his knees caused Xie Junfeng to scream in agony

If you have any last words, speak them quickly; do not become a vengeful spirit.

Liu Wei, you madman, may you not die a good death and - picture - book, ah...

The last sentence, when he roared, it was even more hair-raising

The task is quite simple: the intelligence personnel of the MSS will secretly apprehend a prominent leader of the East Turkestan movement, who is suspected of orchestrating multiple terrorist attacks, at a training camp deep within the Hindu Kush mountains. Two members of K 1 will lie in ambush along the retreat route to cover the personnel of the MSS as they proceed to the evacuation area

That was not a human expression of emotion; at that moment, a ferocious aura, one that only beasts possess, emanated from Liu Wei.

The figure appears somewhat bulky, possibly due to the excessively loose snow camouflage outfit

How did he know that it was the wall of a secret room

"I won't say anything, I won't say anything at all..." The mental defenses of Xie Junfeng quickly crumbled. What he feared was not the dark muzzle of the gun, but the cold, unfeeling shooter. "... I won't say anything, my wife and children still have a way to live. If I tell you, they..."

The secret room is excessively small and located behind the fireplace, with a temperature significantly higher than that of the outside. Therefore, the one-way transparent glass disguised as a ventilation opening shows no accumulation of snow or ice crystals, making it all the more conspicuous

The intelligence was very accurate; the terrorist, whose hands were stained with the blood of Chinese citizens, was captured without resistance, and all accompanying personnel were killed.

Hearing the sound of an explosion, Xie Junfeng instinctively ducked his head, but before his body could react, he was thrown up by a tremendous force and crashed heavily against the iron gate

Gritting his teeth, Xie Junfeng moved two steps toward the door, the gun still aimed at the iron gate

Liu Wei, the marksman who crawled out from a pile of corpses to seek revenge

From this moment on, Xie Junfeng began to lead a life of turmoil and hardship

The fireplace of the small wooden house is well hidden outside the iron gate

Until three months ago, an MSS intelligence officer involved in that operation was murdered at home, with all fourteen members of his family, including Bao He * Tu * Shu Mu and his bodyguard, meeting the same fate.

Xie Junfeng felt that he had developed an illusion

In the initial few months, there were not many dangers

"Move quickly, the police will arrive soon," Li Tingxuan instructed.

Turning his gaze away, Xie Junfeng saw the snow accumulated on the windowsill of the wooden cabin

Liu Wei, you... you have killed them all

No one anticipated that problems would arise during the retreat. Suddenly, American troops, who had never been in the area before, arrived with a company of soldiers and dispatched two armed helicopters. The MSS convoy was intercepted, and both the intelligence personnel and the Eastern Turkistan leader met their demise, while two K1 special forces soldiers found themselves surrounded.

That is meant to deceive television viewers; it was not the Taliban that engaged in gunfire with the U.S. military, but rather two K1 special forces soldiers

What kind of unit is "K 1," Xie Junfeng is not clear about. He only knows that in geography, "K is the first peak.

Thinking of a steel plate two centimeters thick, Xie Junfeng let out a sigh. This thickness is sufficient to withstand bullets from large-caliber machine guns, not to mention rifles and handguns.

The middle-aged man appeared utterly bewildered, even failing to notice the sweat trickling down from his temple

With his marksmanship, at such a close distance, even if a rat were to break in, he could shoot it in the head with a single shot

Having spoken, Liu Wei exhaled deeply and raised the dagger in his hand

It was not until his Glock 17 was kicked away and he heard the sound of the bolt being lifted, being dragged out of the secret room, that Xie Junfeng realized he was not mistaken

However, those two operatives did not meet their end, at least not entirely.

Liu Wei took off the backpack he had on his back, unzipped it, and threw it in front of Xie Junfeng

Xie Junfeng ordered to interrupt communication and, in accordance with the secret operation guidelines, abandoned two K1 special forces soldiers

You... you should not expect to get anything from my mouth...