Courtyard House: Reborn in the 1940s, Starting with Killing Japanese Devils

The next day, Zhao Heng drove his Jeep to Kuanren Hospital.

He registered and waited for his appointment according to the normal procedure, and every movement was natural and smooth, without any flaws.

When questioned by the doctor, Zhao Heng frowned and described his stomach pain symptoms in detail.

After receiving the stomach medicine prescribed by the doctor, he drove back to the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Upon entering the Military Intelligence Bureau building, Zhao Heng headed straight for the communications department.

"Whoosh—" Zeng Moyi, the telegraph operator from the communications department, saw him enter and asked with some confusion, "Are you... Commander Zheng's adjutant?"

"That's right, I'm here to see your section chief, Gu Yufei." Zhao Heng said to Zeng Moyi with a bright smile, carrying the stomach medicine he had just received.

But in his heart he thought to himself: This Comrade Zeng Moyi is also an underground party member, and it seems that she is also the lover of Yuan Nong, an underground party member in Chongqing.

Hearing the conversation outside, Gu Yufei looked up, her eyes sharp, and then quickly stood up to greet him, smiling as she said, "Zhao Heng, you're a rare guest! What brings you to our telecommunications office today?"

Her gaze swept across the room and immediately fell on the medicine packet in Zhao Heng's hand. "Hey? Is that medicine you're holding?"

"Yes, Yufei. My old stomach problem has flared up again, so I had no choice but to go to Kuanren Hospital to get it checked out."

Zhao Heng readily admitted it, while deliberately raising the volume by three decibels and glancing around the telecommunications office to make sure everyone around could hear him.

Upon hearing the words "Kuanren Hospital," Gu Yufei's expression changed slightly.

Isn't this the agreed-upon meeting place? Could Zhao Heng be the mysterious Lone Shadow?

She secretly guessed what was going on, then tentatively asked, "Zhao Heng, where is your hometown?"

Looking at Gu Yufei's graceful figure, Zhao Heng replied, "My hometown is Beiping. My family has lived in Beiping for three generations."

After exchanging a few words, Zhao Heng got up to take his leave.

In less than an hour, the news that Zheng Yaoxian's adjutant, Zhao Heng, was suffering from a stomach ailment spread throughout the entire Military Intelligence Bureau.

For the next two days, Zhao Heng continued to drive to Kuanren Hospital every day, further confirming his claim of having a stomachache.

当天晚上凌晨时分，系统的签到提示音準时响起：【叮咚！恭喜宿主成功存活180小时，本次签到获得技能『危险预知』和词条『微表情分析』，同时获得CheyTacM200狙击步枪10把、10.36毫米口径弹药500颗以及银元100枚。】

[Skill 'Danger Foresight' Description: When host Zhao Heng is about to encounter danger, the system will issue a warning in advance, informing him of the dangerous situation that will occur one minute later.]

"Holy crap! That's amazing! This skill is practically a lifesaver!" Zhao Heng thought excitedly.

[The entry "Micro-expression analysis" describes how the host, Zhao Heng, can determine whether someone is a spy or agent by observing their facial micro-expressions.]

In his previous life, Zhao Heng was a military enthusiast who particularly enjoyed playing the game "CrossFire," and the CheyTac M200 sniper rifle was a famous sniper rifle in that game.

It can use 10.36 mm and 9.53 mm caliber ammunition, with an effective range of up to 2000 meters—yes, 2000 meters!

The next second, Zhao Heng had a thought, and a sniper rifle appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This gun is 1.34 meters long, equipped with a 16x scope, and has a cold, realistic feel to it.

Zhao Heng gently stroked the weapon he had longed for, his eyes flashing with excitement.

This incredibly powerful weapon in the game is now truly in my own hands.

He somewhat clumsily inspected the various parts of the rifle, and after confirming that everything was in order, he put it back into the system space.

At this moment, Zhao Heng was filled with thoughts. With the two practical skills of "danger prediction" and "micro-expression analysis," plus 10 powerful sniper rifles, he would undoubtedly have a lot more security when carrying out his work in the mountain city.

That noon, Gu Yufei received an anonymous letter in her office. The envelope had no sender information, only her name as the recipient.

Upon opening the envelope, a letter inside read: "Please meet me at the rooftop of Kuan-Ren Hospital tonight at 8 PM. Latecomers will not be waited for. Please burn this letter immediately after reading it."

Gu Yufei's heart tightened. She quickly opened the drawer, took out a lighter and an ashtray, and lit the letter.

The flames quickly engulfed the paper, and the ashes drifted gently into the ashtray.

"Finally, we're going to make contact, Comrade Lonely Shadow. I want to see for myself what you really look like," she thought to herself.

As night deepened, on the rooftop of Kuanren Hospital, Zhao Heng, dressed in a long black overcoat and wearing a solitary mask, stood out starkly against the quiet night. A biting wind howled past, causing his coat to flutter.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Gu Yufei appeared on time. She cautiously scanned her surroundings, and her eyes quickly locked onto the tall figure in the center of the rooftop.

The figure slowly turned around, the eyes beneath the mask chilling to the bone, sending shivers down one's spine.

"Sir, who are you?" Gu Yufei walked slowly forward in her high heels, her right hand tightly gripping the lady's pistol, remaining highly vigilant.

Zhao Heng raised his left hand to signal her to stop, his voice deep and magnetic: "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger."

"The pagoda suppresses the turtle."

Upon hearing the code word, Gu Yufei's eyes lit up, and she responded without hesitation.

Zhao Heng's lips curled slightly beneath his mask, and he nodded gently, his gaze sweeping over her like a searchlight.

"Comrade Gu Yufei, hello. I am Guying." Zhao Heng slowly spoke, revealing his identity.

"Finally, I've met you, Lone Shadow." Gu Yufei slowly holstered her gun, but her vigilance remained—in a perilous environment, caution was the first rule of survival.

"Why don't you take off your mask?" Gu Yufei asked curiously.

Zhao Heng remained calm and composed, his smile undiminished: "As secret agents, caution is paramount. If you were unfortunately arrested, you would never have seen my true face, and naturally, you wouldn't be able to reveal my identity."

Gu Yufei nodded in deep agreement, her voice clear and melodious like a nightingale's song: "Indeed, caution is of utmost importance."

"Comrade Gu Yufei, as my liaison, you must be extremely careful and never reveal your identity."

Zhao Heng's tone was solemn. "There is a female comrade of our underground party in Chongqing hiding inside the Telecommunications Department." He did not mention Zeng Moyi's name directly, leaving some room for interpretation.

"Understood, I will pay extra attention." Gu Yufei's eyes were firm as she secretly pondered: There are underground party members among the female comrades in the telecommunications department? This is truly unexpected.

Zhao Heng continued, "Remember, we share a common belief—to overthrow Chiang Kai-shek and the four major families, and to change the current unequal status quo. We will use single-line communication; do not contact other channels privately."

Gu Yufei clenched her fists, her eyes flashing with determination: "Gu Ying, how can I contact you in an emergency?"

"It's very simple, just place a pot of orchids on your windowsill. Once I see this signal, I will be waiting for you on this rooftop at midnight the next day."

Zhao Heng's voice was deep and powerful, each word clear: "Remember to be on time. If you are even one minute late, I will leave immediately and will not linger."

"If this rendezvous fails..." Gu Yufei pressed.

"The second meeting place is set on the first floor of Huichuntang. You can go there to find me under the pretense of treating your gynecological problems," Zhao Heng added.