Siheyuan: I, Shazhu, started out as an army and became a general.

Huludao Shipyard, 2 a.m.

The sea breeze, like a knife, swept across the massive steel frame, producing a low, mournful wail. In the darkness, the entire factory area resembled a sleeping steel behemoth.

He Yuzhu leaned against the shadows, chewing a mint leaf, the cool juice instantly dispelling his drowsiness.

On the pale blue system panel in front of him, the glaring red dot—the S-class spy "Pangolin"—was slowly crawling in the core area of ​​the confidential room.

"Sir, this is a highly secure area. It's guarded 24/7; not even a fly can get in."

Zhang Xiaowu lowered his voice, his finger gripping the trigger tightly, his palms already sweating.

"Flies certainly can't get in, but what if it's a 'traitor' in human skin?"

He Yuzhu's lips curled into a cold smile, and with a thought, [Thermal Imaging Vision] was instantly activated.

In an instant, the thick concrete walls peeled away layer by layer in his eyes, like transparent glass.

Inside the confidential room, a reddish-orange humanoid heat source was crouching in front of the safe. The person held a miniature camera, snapping photos rapidly at the unfolded top-secret radar spectrum blueprints.

Even through the wall, He Yuzhu could "see" that face clearly—the honest and unassuming drawing file clerk, Officer Liu, who always walked with a stoop!

"Old Liu?"

Although Zhang Xiaowu couldn't see what was happening inside, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he heard He Yuzhu call out the name. "Impossible, Chief! He's a veteran member, a level one disabled veteran from North Korea, this..."

"Nothing is impossible. When faith is corrupted by money, people become monsters."

He Yuzhu spat out the mint residue in his mouth, his eyes instantly turning sharp. "Make your move. Remember, I want him alive. The information in his head is more valuable than this life."

……

The confidential room was deathly silent.

Officer Liu's hands were trembling slightly. As a "pangolin" who had been undercover for ten years, he knew all too well the significance of the blueprints codenamed "Sea Star" before him.

These are the eyes that allow the Red Navy to overtake on a curve!

Once he sends out this roll of film, he'll have a villa in California, luxury cars, and an endless supply of US dollars to squander for the rest of his life!

"Click".

The last photo was taken. Secretary Liu breathed a sigh of relief, greedily packed away his camera, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a ghostly voice came from behind, carrying a hint of mockery and a chilling aura.

"The composition is good, and the aperture and shutter speed are very professional. Did you practice in a photo studio before?"

This sound was like a thunderclap!

Officer Liu felt a chill run down his spine, and almost instinctively, he reached for his lower back with his right hand.

There lies a potassium cyanide poison sac there, capable of killing someone instantly upon drawing blood!

"Bang!"

Before his fingers could even touch the hem of his clothes, a hard combat boot slammed into his wrist like a cannonball.

The sound of bones cracking was dull and terrifying.

"ah--!"

Officer Liu let out a piercing scream and flew out like a tattered sack, crashing heavily onto the safe, the film rolls from the camera rolling all over the floor.

He Yuzhu slowly emerged from the shadows, picked up the miniature camera from the ground and played with it for a moment, then looked down at Officer Liu, who was convulsing on the ground.

"Officer Liu, or... should I call you 'Pangolin'?"

He Yuzhu crouched down, his young and resolute face appearing particularly ferocious and oppressive under the red light of the emergency lamp. "Want to take poison? Did you get my permission? In front of me, you don't even have the right to die."

"How...how did you find out...?"

Officer Liu was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat. He looked at He Yuzhu as if he were looking at a demon, his face full of terror.

"Because this is China."

He Yuzhu patted the old face contorted with fear, his tone chilling, "Trying to steal our national treasure to exchange for green paper? Don't you even know your place? Take him away! Even if he wet the bed a few times as a child, interrogate him until you find out! If you miss a single word, you'll be held responsible!"

"yes!"

Zhang Xiaowu led the guard company in like wolves and tigers, and several dark gun barrels were instantly pressed against Officer Liu's head. They tied him up and dragged him out like a dead dog.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully capturing the S-class spy "Pangolin," averting a major leak of national defense secrets!]

[Mission reward has been issued: Complete blueprints for the third-generation large-skew seven-bladed propeller and pump-jet propulsion technology for nuclear submarines (noise level optimized by 40 decibels).]

[Bonus: Deep-sea sonar signature database (containing acoustic signature data for all active US and Soviet submarines).]

A massive flow of information instantly flooded my mind, like a sudden awakening.

He Yuzhu closed his eyes to process the information for a moment, and when he opened them again, a fervent glint flashed in his eyes, and a wildly arrogant smile curved his lips.

A large-skew seven-bladed propeller! Pump-jet propulsion!

This is truly a cutting-edge deep-sea silent technology! With this, the future 093 and 094 nuclear submarines will no longer be the "underwater tractors" that can be heard from the other side of the ocean as soon as they go out.

This is a true deep-sea assassin!

With that voiceprint database, the anti-submarine network that the US is so proud of will be nothing more than a leaky sieve in our eyes!

"Chief Designer! Chief Designer!"

Huang Xuhua rushed over, wearing a military overcoat. Seeing Liu, the cadre, being dragged away, his face turned deathly pale, and his voice trembled, "The blueprints... are the blueprints alright?"

"Don't worry, not a single one is missing."

He Yuzhu casually tossed the camera to the security officer, turned around, and looked past the crowd toward the massive keel being welded on the slipway.

Under the cover of night, sparks fly, the pulse of a great nation's powerful instruments growing.

"Since these flies are so eager to know what we're building, let's grant their wish!"

He Yuzhu suddenly waved his hand, his voice booming and piercing the night sky:

"Pass on my orders! Three shifts throughout the factory, machines never stop! I want to see the main structure of the Type 055 destroyer topped out within three months! The day our 'Aegis' lights up, I'll make those who covet it pay a bloody price even for a single glance!"

"Anyone who dares to mess up at this crucial moment, I'll send them to raise pigs!"

"yes!!!"

The deafening roar echoed throughout the factory area, filled with murderous intent and boiling blood.