The Mysterious Soldier of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 246: Bloody Battle, Breaking Through the Japanese Encirclement

After dispatching the immediate wave of enemies, Lei Tao didn't even have time to catch his breath. He quickly turned and glanced around warily. Just then, he keenly noticed three Japanese scouts, armed with MP35 submachine guns, quietly encircling him in a triangle formation, seven or eight meters to his right. The leading scout crouched, rifle held high, and walked rapidly. The other two flanked him, using the terrain for cover, constantly shifting positions, their guns pointed in Lei Tao's direction.

Seeing this, Lei Tao quickly crouched down and reached for an M1 grenade from his belt. His fingers deftly pulled the safety ring, silently counting to two seconds. Then, he abruptly stood up and, with all his might, hurled it toward the center of the three Japanese scouts. The grenade traced a beautiful arc through the air, landing precisely among the enemy. "BOOM!" With a deafening roar, flames shot skyward, and the explosion sent dust and debris flying like raindrops.

During the explosion, a Japanese scout was blown several meters away and fell heavily to the ground, his life or death unknown; another Japanese scout was injured in the leg and fell to the ground groaning in pain, with the gun in his hand falling to the side; another Japanese scout was only slightly injured. His face was full of horror, his eyes widened, and he quickly raised his gun and fired wildly at Lei Tao's position.

Taking advantage of the thick smoke, Lei Tao rolled sideways like a cheetah, hiding behind a boulder. Bullets struck the rock, sending sparks flying. He quickly pulled his M1911 from its leg holster. Drawing on the muscle memory honed from years of combat, he flexed his arm, skillfully loading the rifle using inertia. Then, with a flick of his thumb, he released the safety.

He poked his head slightly out, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's, instantly locking onto the Japanese scout hiding behind the tree. The scout, still trembling with fear, tried to locate Lei Tao from the cover of the tree trunk. Without hesitation, Lei Tao held the pistol firmly in both hands, his arm slightly bent to maintain stability. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, allowing his heartbeat and breathing to gradually stabilize.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot rang out, and a flash of fire erupted from the M1911 pistol. The bullet, carrying Lei Tao's anger and determination, whistled towards the Japanese scout like a cannonball. The bullet accurately hit the Japanese scout's shoulder, and he let out a shrill scream, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang". Lei Tao did not give the enemy a chance to breathe. He quickly stood up from behind the boulder and quickly approached the Japanese scout with a low tactical move.

Seeing this, the injured Japanese scout widened his eyes in horror. Regardless of the severe pain in his shoulder, he reached out and tried to pick up the gun on the ground to resist. Lei Tao quickened his pace. When he was still a few steps away from the Japanese scout, he suddenly rushed forward and kicked the Japanese scout's wrist hard. The Japanese scout's wrist was kicked in unbearable pain, and the gun he had just grasped fell again. Lei Tao took advantage of the situation and put his pistol against the Japanese scout's head. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. With a "bang", the Japanese scout's head was pierced by the bullet, and his body slowly fell down, and blood quickly spread on the ground.

Lei Tao quickly turned, leaning his back against a thick tree trunk, and surveyed his surroundings warily. Suddenly, a gentle sound of footsteps came from the right. Lei Tao instantly tensed, gripping his M1911 pistol tightly with both hands, and quickly turned the muzzle toward the source of the sound. He crouched slightly, using the tree trunk as cover, while regulating his breathing and gradually steadying his heartbeat, allowing him to react with the utmost precision at the critical moment. As the footsteps drew closer, Lei Tao's finger rested lightly on the trigger, his index finger exerting a slight pressure, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

The Japanese scout, armed with an MP35 submachine gun, cautiously poked his head out from behind a tree, scanning for Lei Tao. The moment his gaze fell on Lei Tao's hiding place, Lei Tao decisively pulled the trigger. "Bang!" The M1911 pistol let out a crisp crack, and a bullet shot out like lightning.

The Japanese scout's reaction was quick, and upon sensing danger, he instinctively tried to retreat back into the tree. But Lei Tao's bullet was even faster, striking him directly in the right shoulder. The scout screamed, nearly dropping his MP35 submachine gun. He stumbled back a few steps, leaning against the tree trunk, trying to steady himself.

Lei Tao would not give him a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of the Japanese scout's panic after being injured, he quickly flashed out from behind the tree trunk and quickly approached the Japanese scout with a low-profile tactical move. At the same time, he kept his eyes fixed on the enemy and aimed the M1911 pistol steadily.

The wounded Japanese scout gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his shoulder, and with difficulty grasped the MP35 submachine gun with his left hand, firing at Lei Tao. Bullets swished over, splashing a row of dust on the ground in front of Lei Tao. Lei Tao nimbly dodged left and right, relying on his rich combat experience and agility to skillfully avoid the dense bullets. When he was still seven or eight meters away from the Japanese scout, Lei Tao suddenly rolled sideways, using the inertia of the roll to quickly stand up and aim again. Another gunshot rang out, and this bullet hit the Japanese scout's thigh. His legs softened and he fell to one knee.

But the Japanese scout continued to resist stubbornly. Ignoring his wounds, his hands trembling, he tried to raise his submachine gun again. Lei Tao watched his movements closely, and when he saw the scout was about to raise his weapon, he immediately quickened his pace and rushed forward. The battlefield was now filled with smoke, and the acrid smell of gunpowder and blood mixed together, making him sick. As Lei Tao ran, he observed the direction of the Japanese scout's gun. When he was only a few steps away, the scout pulled the trigger, and the submachine gun opened fire wildly.

Lei Tao knew full well that this close-range submachine gun fire was extremely dangerous; the slightest mistake could leave him riddled with bullets. He instantly lowered his body, dodging left and right with almost ghostly speed. He dodged to the left, several bullets grazed the corners of his clothes, and then he spun sharply to the right, where bullets struck the spot where he had just landed, sending up a cloud of dust. His steps were quick and agile, constantly changing direction, using scattered debris on the battlefield as temporary cover as he weaved through the dense hail of bullets. Each dodge accurately avoided the bullet's trajectory. With his rich combat experience and sharp reflexes, he successfully avoided the Japanese scouts' final round of haphazard fire.

In the blink of an eye, Lei Tao had rushed to the Japanese scout. Without hesitation, he raised his right hand, steadily pointed the pistol at the scout's heart, and decisively squeezed the trigger. "Bang, bang!" The dull sound of gunfire echoed across the bloody battlefield, and the bullet instantly pierced the scout's chest. The scout's body shook violently, then fell straight back, landing heavily on the ground in a cloud of dust.

After dispatching several Japanese scouts, Lei Tao looked up to see a dozen or so Japanese scouts, led by several special forces from the Japanese special forces, pressing forward in a fan formation with guns drawn. A chill ran down his spine, and he cursed, "I bought a watch last year! Damn it! Since you're looking for death, I'll satisfy your desire..." He then pulled out two charged incendiary grenades from the Bagua Top's space. He pulled the safety pin and, with all his might, hurled them at the Japanese scouts.

The grenade flew past, and the Japanese soldiers, terrified, began to duck. With two loud booms, the grenade exploded. The blast knocked several Japanese soldiers to the ground, where they fell heavily, motionless. Flames spread instantly, and those caught in the flames screamed in agony. Those not hit were also forced back by the flames. Some Japanese soldiers, their bodies on fire, ran frantically, desperately trying to put out the flames with their hands. The scene was a scene of chaos.

Taking advantage of the Japanese's disarray, Lei Tao quickly pulled his M1911 pistol from his thigh holster and emptied the magazine at the panicked Japanese soldiers who hadn't yet been caught in the fire. Bang, bang, bang! The gunfire continued, flames erupted from the muzzles, and bullets flew furiously towards the enemy. Three Japanese soldiers turned to flee when they were struck in the back and fell forward to the ground.

The magazine was empty. Lei Tao deftly removed it and quickly pulled out a new one from his waist. At this moment, he keenly noticed a Japanese scout sneaking around him and shooting from the side. "Da da da," a dense stream of bullets grazed the corners of Lei Tao's clothes, stirring up a cloud of dust. Lei Tao reacted extremely quickly, leaping sideways behind a large tree to avoid it, but a bullet still hit Lei Tao's abdomen. Lei Tao felt like he had been hit by a heavy punch in the stomach, and he stumbled back a few steps. Fortunately, the quality of his bulletproof vest was good enough to block the fatal blow for him, leaving only a bruise.

He hid behind a tree, quickly adjusting his breathing, forcing himself to ignore the dull pain in his abdomen, his brain racing to think of a solution. He knew hiding wasn't the answer; he had to get rid of this Japanese scout as soon as possible, or else he might end up in even greater danger.

Lei Tao quietly poked his head out to observe the Japanese scout's position. He saw the scout cautiously approaching him, his steps slow, his gun pointed at the tree where he was hiding. A plan struck Lei Tao, pulling out a grenade and hurling it at him without removing the safety. The grenade arced through the air, hurtling straight towards the scout. The scout's eyes widened in horror as he gazed at the incoming "threat." His heart tightened, and without a second thought, he dove to the side, his hands covering his head, trying to avoid the impending explosion.

Just as the Japanese scout fell to the ground, Lei Tao seized the opportunity and leaped from behind a large tree, M1911 pistol clutched tightly in his hand. His movements were swift and agile. He stood firmly, looking at the Japanese scout, who was crouching on the ground, fully expecting to be blown away by the grenade. A cold smile curled his lips, and he whispered, "Sayunara." Then, he raised his arm steadily, quickly squeezed the trigger, and "bang, bang, bang," several bullets sprayed out, accurately piercing the Japanese scout.

Bullets struck the Japanese scout's back repeatedly, his body trembling with the impact. Blood instantly stained the ground beneath him. His hands loosened powerlessly, and the gun he had been holding slipped to the side. A moment later, his body was still.