Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

"Damn it, it's lime!" Zhang Yunhe cursed inwardly. At that moment, a crackling sound came from his body, instantly dispelling his invisibility and exposing him to Ito Kakufumi's eyes.

"You've finally appeared!" Ito Kakufumi slowly stood up and faced Zhang Yunhe, saying that he was actually quite shocked when he saw Zhang Yunhe. What kind of image was this?

Zhang Yunhe didn't say anything, but raised his arm and pointed it at Ito Kakufumi.

Ito was startled and immediately threw something onto the roof. With a "boom," a cloud of smoke rose up, obscuring Ito's figure. When the smoke cleared, Ito had vanished without a trace.

"Ninja invisibility technique? No wonder, so you disguised yourself as an ordinary soldier and lured me out here, didn't you?"

As Zhang Yunhe spoke, his shoulder cannon rotated and aimed at the left front. Ito was crouching three meters away from him, thinking that his invisibility was so good that Zhang Yunhe would not find him. In fact, his every move was under the scanning screen of the Iron Blood Mask.

The shoulder cannon had locked onto Ito, and the triangular red cursor shot into Ito's chest. Ito felt a sense of terror rise from the bottom of his heart and quickly darted to the right.

With a "boom," the energy projectile shot out and hit the ground in the yard. If Ito hadn't dodged in time, his chest would have been pierced by the energy projectile.

Knowing that Zhang Yunhe had seen through his ninjutsu, Ito Kakubun stopped hiding and drew his katana, lunging at Zhang Yunhe.

He knew he absolutely could not afford to lose distance from Zhang Yunhe, because if he did, Zhang Yunhe would use energy weapons and throwing melee weapons.

He was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he pounced in front of Zhang Yunhe. Zhang Yunhe took a step back, and after a flash of cold light, he took out a Tang sword from his backpack and slashed at Ito Kakubun.

"Dang Dang Dang"

The two exchanged three blows in a split second, then separated and stared at each other.

"On the roof, on the roof, hurry up!" Yasuhiko Saburo shouted immediately upon hearing the sound of weapons clashing.

The Japanese soldiers rushed out from behind their bunkers, aiming their guns at the rooftop.

"Clang clang clang!" Zhang Yunhe heard the commotion in the courtyard and launched an attack on Ito. The two were locked in combat, their movements so fast that the Japanese soldiers below could not aim at them.

"Fire! Fire now!" An Yan Saburo shouted, stamping his foot.

A Japanese soldier turned his head and said with difficulty, "Captain, Ito is up there. If we shoot, we might accidentally hit him!"

"Baka, what a useless piece of trash, I'll take over!" After saying that, An Yansaburo raised his arm and aimed his pistol at Zhang Yunhe, who was wearing armor.

However, Zhang Yunhe moved too fast, and no matter what An Yanzaburo did, he couldn't hit him instantly. If he hit Ito Kakubun, it would be troublesome.

In a building a kilometer away, Tadayoshi Sakata was smoking. He had been staring for several hours until his eyes were sore. When he couldn't hold on any longer, he had his agents keep watch while he sat on the edge of the bed smoking.

At that moment, the agent holding the binoculars suddenly shouted, "Section Chief, a fight has broken out! A fight has broken out!"

"Didn't they already start fighting?" Sakata Tadayoshi said casually.

"No, it's that ghost that's appeared! It seems like two people are fighting on the roof!" the agent exclaimed excitedly.

Sakata Tadayoshi immediately jumped up, ran to the window, took the binoculars from the agent, and looked towards the military police station. Sure enough, the lens showed two small figures fighting on a row of rooftops, with flashing swords. Below, in the courtyard, several military police were pointing their guns at the rooftops.

Seeing this, he knew his chance had finally come, and he immediately shouted excitedly, "Quick, get the artillery battalion ready!"

"Hai!" the agent replied, immediately picking up the phone on the table and dialing the artillery battalion's number. The call was quickly connected, and he shouted, "Section Chief, it's connected!"

Sakata Tadayoshi put down his binoculars, turned around, walked to the table, picked up the phone, and said, "Is this Major Nagashima Sakata Tadayoshi? The time has come. Fire immediately! Yes, fire immediately!"

After hanging up the phone, Tadayoshi Sakata returned to the window and continued to observe the situation at the military police station with binoculars. On the rooftop in the lens, two small dark figures were still fiercely fighting, and their speed was getting faster and faster.

A dozen seconds later, Tadayoshi Sakata heard a shrill sound coming from the sky as countless shells, trailing long streaks of light, flew from the sky toward the military police station.

On the roof of the military police station, Zhang Yunhe and Ito Kakufumi, who were fiercely fighting, heard a shriek. The two stopped fighting almost simultaneously and turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

"Holy crap!" Zhang Yunhe exclaimed in shock, cursing as he swung his sword at Ito Kakubun. Taking advantage of Ito Kakubun's dodge, he swept the blade across the room, forcing Ito Kakubun back a step, and then took the opportunity to leap backward.

Ito Kakubun's expression changed drastically. He was about to run away to avoid the shells, but by then the shells had already fallen.

"Boom boom boom..."

Shells rained down and exploded one after another, sending countless shrapnel, dirt, and debris flying in all directions. The terrifying shockwaves from the explosions swept across the area.

Rows of houses were razed to the ground by the explosion, and large craters were blasted into the courtyards by the shells. Several Japanese soldiers who were just in the courtyards had long since turned to ashes in the explosion.

"Boom boom boom..." The shelling continued, shells kept falling, and explosions continued.

Fifteen minutes later, the shelling finally stopped. The entire military police station had been reduced to ruins, and the surrounding trees were also affected by the blast. Many of the once lush trees were now bare, and some trunks were still crackling and burning.

The ruins were deathly silent, the air thick with the smells of burnt meat, gunpowder, and blood.

Suddenly, the sound of rubble clashing rang out, and a hand wearing a tactical glove emerged from a pile of rubble. Then a second hand followed. The rubble was cleared away, and Zhang Yunhe, completely covered in black, crawled out from the pile of rubble.

He gasped for breath as he lay on the ground, shrapnel lodged in his chest armor, abdomen, and left thigh. The pain from his earlier actions had left him drenched in cold sweat.

"Huff—huff—huff" He gasped for breath, looked up at his injuries, gritted his teeth, and reached into his backpack to take out a first-aid kit and put it on the ground.

He pressed the button on the first-aid kit, which opened automatically. A wisp of cold white air rose from the kit. After the air dissipated, Zhang Yunhe took out a syringe from the kit, bit off the needle sheath with his teeth, and then inserted the syringe into his abdomen, slowly injecting the medicine into his body.

Then he took out the first syringe, removed the needle sleeve, and inserted it next to the injured area on his left thigh. He gritted his teeth and pushed the medicine into the thigh muscle in one go.

After throwing away the syringe, he gasped for breath, and after about ten seconds, the pain in his injury slowly subsided.

He first removed the shrapnel lodged in his chest armor. Fortunately, the armor prevented it from piercing through; the shrapnel was merely embedded in the armor.

Then he took out tweezers from the medical kit and removed the shrapnel from his abdomen and left thigh. The two pieces of shrapnel had penetrated into the muscle, and it would have been very difficult for him to remove them without anesthesia.