0p0 Chapter 464: Returning with weapons to assist the railway team, special training and sharpening the
Chapter 464: Returning with weapons to assist the railway team, special training and sharpening the
When the smoke cleared, Lei Tao stood at the cave entrance, gazing at the distant horizon. The setting sun, like blood, painted the sky a crimson, as if weeping for the fierceness and victory of today's battle. He took a deep breath, turned, and stepped into the dim cave.
Inside the cave, the Bagua gyroscope space emitted a soft blue light, illuminating the surroundings. Lei Tao pulled out the equipment he had prepared long ago: fifty M1 Garand rifles, forty Thompson submachine guns, thirty M1911 pistols, and ample ammunition. Five boxes of M1 grenades, enough to arm an entire company, Lei Tao sorted them out, counted them one by one, and then safely packed them into specially made marching boxes. After completing everything, he happened to see Li Zheng passing by and called him, "Comrade Li Zheng, here are all the American firearms I promised you."
"Captain Lei, these are... all for us?" Li Zheng widened his eyes, looking at the mountain of equipment, full of shock.
Lei Tao smiled slightly: "Yes, these equipment are for you. Your Lunan Railway Guerrillas are short of weapons and equipment, but you still deal with the Japanese army behind enemy lines for a long time, which is admirable. These equipment will make your operations against the enemy more successful." After that, Lei Tao took out a few maps and some emergency supplies, "Here are some maps and emergency supplies, take them with you, and be careful on the road."
Liu Hong and the others arrived one after another, looking at the boxes of brand new equipment, tears of excitement welling up in their eyes. "Captain Lei, this... is so...thank you so much!" Liu Hong shook Lei Tao's hand tightly, his voice choked with emotion.
Lei Tao patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be so polite. We are comrades fighting side by side. You must make good use of these equipment, kill more Japanese soldiers, and avenge your fallen comrades."
At the time of parting, Lei Tao brought the members of the "Underworld" team and shook hands and said goodbye to Liu Hong and others one by one.
"Brother Lei, see you later!" Liu Hong said loudly, with a reluctant glint in his eyes.
"See you later!" Lei Tao responded with a determined smile on his face. He knew that this was not the end, but the starting point of a new journey.
After bidding farewell to Liu Hong and others, Lei Tao's "Netherworld" team set out on their journey home, heading north towards the jungle camp.
However, the journey home was not easy. The Japanese blockade was like an invisible chasm, blocking their path. But Lei Tao and his team were no longer rookies. With their extraordinary wisdom and courage, they repeatedly broke through the enemy's blockade.
The night was dark, the moonlight casting a silvery veil over the earth. Lei Tao and his team were moving cautiously through a dense forest when suddenly a slight noise came from the front.
"Something's happening!" Li Shuiyang warned in a low voice, his whole body tensing up instantly.
A sharp cold light flashed in Lei Tao's eyes, and he quickly gestured: "Disperse and hide!" The team members understood and quickly dispersed, hiding under the cover of tree trunks and bushes.
Not far away, a Japanese patrol was slowly moving forward. Lei Tao held his breath, concentrating his attention and using the moonlight to quickly estimate the enemy's number and position. He first made a "three" gesture, indicating the presence of three enemies; then a "cross" gesture, indicating a distance of approximately 100 meters; and finally, he pointed to the left, indicating that the enemy was approaching their intended route.
The team members silently adjusted their positions, the muzzles of their Scorpion submachine guns precisely aimed at their targets. Once the enemy entered the designated range, Lei Tao decisively signaled, "Fire!" The sudden roar of gunfire shattered the stillness of the night. Despite their efforts to suppress the sound, the muffled thud of bullets hitting flesh was still audible. The Japanese patrol was instantly wiped out.
"Huh, I almost got discovered." Li Shuiyang panted and patted his chest, his fingers still trembling slightly with nervousness.
Lei Tao stepped forward and patted Li Shuiyang on the shoulder: "Remain calm. On the battlefield, the enemy is often closer than you think. We still have a long way to go."
After several days of arduous journey, the "Ghost" team finally arrived at the outskirts of the jungle camp. A damp, cold air filled the air, and they were surrounded by towering trees and dense vegetation, like a natural barrier.
A soldier of the Eighth Route Army task force who was on guard spotted Lei Tao and others with his sharp eyes. He shouted excitedly, "Captain Lei is back!" The sound echoed in the woods, causing ripples.
With this shout, the entire secret camp seemed to be awakened instantly. Soldiers popped their heads out of their bunkers, long-lost smiles on their faces. They cheered and ran towards Lei Tao and the others.
"Captain Lei! You are finally back!" A soldier hugged Lei Tao excitedly, tears in his eyes.
Lei Tao patted the soldier on the back: "I'm back, everyone is okay?"
"Everything is fine. We are looking forward to your early return!" The soldiers talked to each other, their faces full of anticipation and joy.
At this moment, a soldier hurried over and whispered a few words in Lei Tao's ear. Lei Tao nodded and went to the command center accompanied by Zhou Weiguo.
"Brother Lei, you're finally back!" Fan Xiaoyu walked up quickly, his eyes full of concern.
"I'm back. How is the later special training plan going?" Lei Tao asked.
Zhou Weiguo replied, "Everyone is ready, just waiting for your instructions. The training grounds and supplies are ready."
The next morning, the first ray of sunlight shone through the treetops onto the secret camp, and the special training began in an intense and orderly manner.
Lei Tao stood in the center of the training ground, his hands demonstrating a simple and precise set of sign language: "From today onwards, during training, except for tactical instructions, everyone will communicate using sign language. Pay attention to the standard hand gestures: palms parallel to the ground, fingers together, movements are crisp and clear, and unnecessary movements are avoided. This is the basic rule of survival on the battlefield. Any sound may give away the target."
Li Shuiyang, training at a simulated magazine jam, looked focused. "Begin!" At Lei Tao's command, Li Shuiyang expertly operated his Thompson submachine gun. The moment the magazine jammed, he rolled forward without hesitation, using the momentum of the maneuver to shield himself with a haystack. He quickly swung away the empty magazine and retrieved a spare from his belt, all in one go, completing the task in just three seconds. He clapped his hands together twice to signal "finish," then pointed at the target area for simulated firing.
"Well done!" Lei Tao nodded approvingly. "Remember, when you encounter an obstacle, your first priority is to find cover and resolve the problem quickly."
Elsewhere, Zhou Weiguo directed a team to construct an anti-artillery bunker using door panels and sandbags. "Hurry up! Japanese artillery fire from the north is imminent." He knelt on one knee, bayonet flashing coldly. "Pay attention to the angle; it needs to cushion the impact of the explosion while maintaining visibility."
He formed a circle with his index finger and thumb in front of his chest and pushed forward to signal "Action." The team members quickly dispersed and set up cover according to the prescribed steps.
On the morning of the third day, the secret camp was awakened by the smell of gunpowder. Lei Tao slapped a grease-stained blueprint on the stone table and pointed to a red dot: "The defensive structure of the Japanese Pingquan stronghold. Remember, the mission is to use explosive packs to cut off the ammunition depot's supply line within seven minutes, not to storm it!"
He turned to a young man wearing glasses, pointing north with his hands in a wavy pattern. "There's an electric grid to the north. The sonar jammer is feinting." He suddenly tossed a stone into a bucket. The sound of the water changed slightly, and a dagger was at the man's throat. "There's no 'therefore' on the battlefield, only 'how to do it.' Now, let's begin the simulated infiltration."
Fan Xiaoyu squatted at the edge of the trench, bandaging a new recruit grazed by a training round. Her movements were deft and swift. Looking up, she saw Lei Tao directing two soldiers to simulate carrying a wounded soldier by carrying sandbags on a canvas stretcher. He gestured "30 centimeters" with both hands and pressed down, indicating "no more than 30 centimeters in stride."
"Pay attention to the injured person's center of gravity, keep them level, and move in unison." Lei Tao added, demonstrating the correct posture.
On the fifth night of training, a signal flare went off in the dense forest. Lei Tao stood on a high platform, his searchlight sweeping over the crawling troops. He gestured quickly with his hands: "Three 'enemies' behind us, clear the area within two minutes."
Zhou Weiguo led the team to the "enemy" rear, and Li Shuiyang slid three meters close to the ground, gesturing "three o'clock" and "five meters" with his hands.
"Wrong!" Lei Tao kicked over the bunker and gestured quickly: "Three o'clock is the correct position. The searchlight's reflection has exposed our position!" He turned to Zhou Weiguo and made a "handle" gesture with both hands. "Night operation, white light flashlights are prohibited."
Fan Xiaoyu was flipping through Lei Tao's training notes in the medical tent when she heard the sound of shattering porcelain from the direction of the camp. Her heart tightened, and she rushed out to see Chen Hu, his eyes red, standing by the campfire, broken bowls scattered at his feet. "Every day is hellish training! This isn't war, it's murder!" he roared, his voice piercing the snowy night.
Fan Xiaoyu was about to step forward to dissuade him, but Chen Hu shoved her aside, "Don't use 'for our own good' as an excuse!" Silence fell, the only sound being the rustle of wind and snow against the tent. Lei Tao stepped out of the shadows, bent down to pick up the dagger from the ground, the cold gleam of the metal reflecting the coldness in his eyes. "Feeling wronged? Come on, beat me within three moves, and get out of the training camp immediately."
Chen Hu froze for a second before lunging forward with a roar. Lei Tao spun sideways like a ghost, his left hand gripping the man's wrist and his right elbow digging into the back of his neck. Chen Hu's face was nearly flat on the ground, the dagger poised just three inches from his throat. "On the battlefield, the enemy won't listen to your cries of grievance," Lei Tao said in a cold voice. "If you dare disrespect Doctor Fan again, I won't have to fight back. Every single one of us can drown you with just a spit."
As Chen Hu scrambled to his feet, trembling, he saw all the team members staring at him—in those eyes, there was anger and a mixture of bitterness and frustration. Lei Tao slipped his dagger back into his waistband and addressed the onlookers, "Continue training. Remember, showing mercy on the battlefield is a death sentence for your teammates." He then turned and walked back to the training ground, leaving Chen Hu standing there. Lei Tao then hung a lazy recruit upside down from a tree. He gestured with both hands, "Netherworld Team Member," patted his chest, and pointed to the sky, signaling, "Mission accomplished."
"I'll say it again, there's no giving up in special forces!" Lei Tao said sternly, "On the battlefield, life and death are a matter of a second. I want you to complete your mission alive and return to your families."
Two months of intensive training came to a close amidst the snow. As the last member of the team completed a five-kilometer sprint through the snow, a stream of golden data appeared on Lei Tao's retina.
A holographic image of the system girl appeared. "Mission One, 'Special Forces Tactical System Construction,' 100% completion. Rewards: 1 Quantum Communication Encryption Module, 50 meters of Nano-Grade Bulletproof Fiber—Special Reward: Military Dog 'Black Dragon,' Activate?" Lei Tao's fingertip hovered over the virtual interface, and an image of the meritorious military dog from his previous life appeared. "Not yet," Lei Tao said gravely.
A new mission alert flashed red: "Mission 2: Sneak into Northeast China alone and eliminate the Anti-Japanese United Army traitors. Time limit: one month. Mortality rate: 82%. Note: Most targets are armed with 20-shot Mausers, are proficient in Soviet tactics, and are skilled in camouflage and concealment. Note: Several of the targets possess basic radio detection capabilities..."
Lei Tao looked at the team members conducting nighttime stealth training. Under the moonlight, they were learning snow camouflage. "Comrades, the end of special training isn't the end, it's a new beginning," Lei Tao said clearly. "A life-or-death test is imminent, and decisions are a matter of life and death. Remember, on the battlefield, survival is paramount."