February 27, 1947, at 17:53.Chongqing, Million Mountains. It was dusk at this time, and in the forest deep in the mountains, a man in his twenties was staggering and running with all his might.He is the third pile of the Chongqing underground party's Sishui line - code-named "Shanying". Not far behind Shanying, a group of plain-clothes Kuomintang agents came chasing him with several wolf dogs. Shan Ying ran desperately, coughing dully uncontrollably while running.He kept his hand over his mouth tightly, which made his running posture look very strange.Suddenly, he fell down. He let go of his hand and looked down. His hand was full of blood, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing out. It was blood that was so thick that it was almost black. He wanted to cover it, but he couldn't. Like vomiting, he swallowed desperately a few times before it stopped.

Shan Ying struggled to stand up, staggered and continued to run forward.There was a burst of bullets firing from behind, but they missed.Shanying struggled to turn down the ravine, and there was a fast-flowing stream below. Shanying was still coughing desperately. At this time, large streams of black blood gushed out from his nostrils and corners of his mouth, which was extremely terrifying. The mountain eagle has run to the end of the stream, which is a cliff.He looked back at the spy behind him, exhausted his last bit of strength, and jumped off the cliff, and there was a burst of gunshots behind him.

February 27, night, 21:35.The Liaison Station of the Chongqing Underground Party Sishui Line. In the middle of the night, a man in his forties was sitting at the table, and some important documents were burning in the brazier.He is the first member of the Chongqing underground Party member Sishui line, code-named "Old Sea". There were a few intermittent and not loud noises outside, as if someone was knocking on the door.The sound seemed very eerie in the silence of the night. Lao Hai stopped what he was doing, listened carefully, and the sound disappeared again.He breathed a sigh of relief, but after a while, the sound rang out again, this time obviously heavier than the last one—it was a knock on the door!

Lao Hai quickly burned the documents in his hand, walked quickly to the bed, and opened the mattress.Under the bed was a sawn-off shotgun. Lao Hai loaded the bullet with a "click" and walked to the door.At this time, the irregular knock on the door sounded again. Lao Hai asked alertly, "Who?" No one answered. Lao Hai gently opened the door, but no one was there.He suddenly lowered his head, and saw a person lying on the ground, it was Shan Ying who escaped by chance.Lao Hai was shocked and shouted: "Shanying!" Shan Ying, who was lying at the door, barely raised his head at this time, only to see that his face was blue, and there was even a hint of dark blue in his eyes.

Lao Hai: "Shanying, what's the matter? What's wrong with you...?" Lao Hai stretched out his hand to hold Shan Ying, trying to pull him up, but suddenly, Lao Hai found that Shan Ying's arm had been poisoned and festered, and he was terrified. Shan Ying grabbed Lao Hai: "Qing...Qing..." Lao Hai: "What did you say?" "Green...green...blind!" Shanying burned his last words with his only life, the light in his eyes was covered by blue, he lowered his head, and died.