The Mysterious Soldier of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 161 Dawn Crisis

Lei Tao led the Military Control Special Operations Team and others to move forward quickly on the winding path. After a difficult journey, they finally bypassed the direction of the Japanese support forces. At this time, they had successfully jumped out of the Japanese blockade line.

At dawn the next day, the morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and a hint of chill permeated the hazy sky. The group was resting in a forest on the mountainside. Exhausted from the constant rush, their nerves were still on edge. Suddenly, the sound of a car approaching from afar broke the temporary peace. Lei Tao's eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly fluttered open. His expression tensed, and he quickly raised his hand, signaling everyone to take cover. The battle-hardened team members immediately understood the signal and crouched, silently hiding behind trees and boulders like nimble cheetahs. Their hands gripped their weapons tightly, fingers on the triggers, not daring to breathe, their eyes filled with tension and alertness. It was as if time had stood still at that moment, and only the increasingly clear sound of the car engines echoed in the air.

Two trucks gradually came into view, the second loaded with prisoners. Suddenly, one of the prisoners leaped to his feet, his eyes bloodshot, and he roared like an enraged lion. He lunged at the Japanese soldier beside him, his hands gripping the bayonet on the soldier's rifle like a pair of iron pliers. He twisted it with all his might, and simultaneously drove his knee into the soldier's abdomen. The soldier instinctively bent forward in pain, and the prisoner snatched the bayonet away from him, unhesitatingly slashing it across the soldier's neck. A flash of cold light passed, and blood gushed out. The soldier's eyes widened, his hands clutching his neck, a gurgling sound emanating from his throat as he slowly collapsed.

Seeing this, the other prisoners, riled by their anger and a desire to survive, attacked the Japanese soldiers escorting them. Some kicked the soldiers' legs, then, taking advantage of their unstable stance, pounced on them, hammering at their faces and heads with fists. Others used the chains of their wrist shackles to strangle the soldiers' necks. Grasping the chains tightly with both hands, they leaned back, using their weight and strength to drive the chains deeper into the soldiers' necks. The Japanese soldier's face flushed red as he desperately pulled at the chains, unable to break free. He could only hiss in a struggle, his eyes rolling back, foaming at the mouth, and collapsing. Other prisoners coordinated, several of them pinning a soldier to the ground, biting him with their teeth, hitting him with their elbows, and using every possible means to cling to life in this desperate situation. In an instant, the truck was in chaos, with shouts of killing and the screams of the Japanese soldiers intertwined.

Lei Tao saw this sudden change and felt a stir in his heart. He knew this was an opportunity. He quickly raised his Springfield sniper rifle, knelt on one knee, and used a huge rock as a support for stability. His eyes were focused and calm. He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, steadying his breathing. Then, he began to carefully estimate the wind direction and speed. Squinting his eyes slightly, he observed the direction and speed of the morning mist particles floating in the air, thereby judging the impact of wind direction and speed on the trajectory of the bullet. At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the moving and bumpy military truck, and he quickly calculated the truck's movement in his mind. His finger rested lightly on the trigger, constantly adjusting the direction of the muzzle as the truck moved, his muscles tensed, waiting for the best moment to shoot.

At this moment, Lei Tao discovered that there was a relatively flat road in front of the truck, and the speed was slightly stable. He was delighted, knowing that the time had come. He decisively pulled the trigger, and with a loud "bang", the bullet whizzed out like an arrow from a string. Due to the precise calculation before, the bullet accurately hit the left front wheel of the car in front. The tire burst instantly, and rubber fragments flew everywhere. The truck lost balance, the front of the car suddenly tilted to the left front, and the body of the car shook violently. The driver panicked and desperately turned the steering wheel to try to stabilize the vehicle, but to no avail. Under the action of inertia, the truck continued to rush forward for a distance and overturned on the side of the road.