The Mysterious Soldier of the Anti-Japanese War

The scorching sun illuminates the vast snowfield.

Kwantung Army Major Morikawa Hiroshi kicked aside the corpse of an Anti-Japanese Allied Forces fighter, sending a cloud of blood-stained snow splattering across the snow. His boot precisely hooked onto the MP35 submachine gun lying on the ground. As he raised the rifle, Morikawa's lips curved into a cruel smile, a smile that seemed especially sinister against the icy snow. He pulled the trigger with the swiftness of a venomous snake, unleashing a torrential barrage of bullets like a torrential rain towards Lei Tao and Hei Long. The bullets whistled through the air, emitting a sharp sound and stirring up puffs of snow and mist in the forest.

"Evade!" Lei Tao's neural synchronization system flashed red in a millisecond. In that instant, his mind raced at superhuman speed. Black Dragon reacted almost simultaneously, its intelligent AI prosthetic eye interpreting the bullet's trajectory as flowing orange lines. On the dark blue screen, these lines crisscrossed like a web of death. The dog's body rolled sideways like black lightning, each muscle fiber exerting force with perfect precision. Its front paws carved a zigzag pattern on the ice, leaving a trail of blurred paw prints in its wake. Lei Tao also rolled simultaneously, his movements swift and fluid. As he rolled into the snow pit, bullets grazed his tactical backpack, and the torn fabric ripped through the wind and snow, making a whirring sound that seemed to speak of the intensity of the battle.

Morikawa Hiroshi's pupils constricted in shock. He couldn't believe the creature before him could dodge his attack so precisely. He frantically pulled the bolt, unleashing every remaining bullet. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the snowy valley, but only snow and mist flew everywhere, failing to even reach the edge of his opponent's clothes. "Impossible!" he roared, his voice filled with despair and rage. He kicked the empty gun away and drew his saber. The saber flashed a cold light on the snow, the blade gleaming with bloodthirstiness. He pointed it at Lei Tao, his voice trembling but revealing madness: "Your dog... is a monster!"

Black Dragon crouched beside Lei Tao. The blue light of his intelligent AI prosthetic eye was as cold as frost. Data scrolled rapidly across the screen, projecting battlefield data onto his master's retina in real time. Lei Tao's eyes swept over the scene, calmly analyzing it. He reached for the stun grenade at his waist and lowered his voice, "Count to three, old friend." Black Dragon shook his head slightly, as if responding to his master, and gently swayed his tail. The hair on its tail shimmered in the sunlight, adding a unique touch of color to the tense battlefield.

"One!" Like a warrior receiving an order, the Black Dragon's tail suddenly swung violently. This seemingly simple movement accurately attracted some of the Japanese firepower. Several Japanese soldiers turned their guns and fired in the direction of the Black Dragon, and the bullets whistled in the night sky.

"Two!" Lei Tao squeezed the ring tightly, his eyes fixed on the ammunition box behind Morikawa Hiroshi. The ammunition box shone with a cold metallic light in the moonlight. Two Japanese soldiers stood around it, staring at Lei Tao vigilantly.

"Three!" The moment the stun grenade was released, Black Dragon shot like an arrow towards the machine gun position on the left. Its limbs were agile, and its four hooves flew across the snow, sending up snow foam that fell like pearls. A dazzling white light and a roaring sound exploded, and the Japanese soldiers screamed and covered their eyes. The screams echoed in the night sky, a horrific sight. Lei Tao seized the opportunity to rush out of the bunker, and the three bursts of his modified Type 81 rifle accurately hit the ammunition box. With a loud "bang", the fragments of the ammunition box scattered like fireworks. The blast wave lifted Morikawa Hiroshi's cloak. He stumbled and held onto the tree trunk. For the first time, fear appeared on his face. That fear was like frost, filling his eyes with despair.

The moment Morikawa Hiroshi was knocked over by the blast, two balls of fire suddenly exploded on the distant ridge. Meng Yan inserted the last detonator into the snowdrift and watched as more than twenty bandits from the punitive expedition fled in the explosion. He wiped the gunpowder from his face, the bitter taste of gunpowder filling his mouth. He gripped the Czech light machine gun tightly in his hand. The gun barrel was cold, but it gave him a sense of reassurance. "Old Woodcutter, there are three more secret sentries in the southeast!"

"Leave it to me!" the old woodcutter confidently responded. He swung his grenade, its wire gleaming coldly in the snow, like the chains of death, silently waiting for its prey. The two Kwantung Army spies had barely reached for their holsters when the sudden explosion blew them away. Their figures were flung high in the air, then slammed back down onto the snow, their fate uncertain. The old woodcutter seized the opportunity to dash towards the hidden sentry in the jungle. The grenade at his waist streaked through the trees like a meteor, sending snow cascading down from the treetops. In the thick fog, the sentry's resistance collapsed instantly.

On the main battlefield, Lei Tao advanced through the smoke of the explosion, his Black Dragon's intelligent AI prosthetic eyes accurately marking every moving heat source. As Morikawa Hiro struggled to raise his saber, Lei Tao's shot shattered it from his hand, the bullet's kinetic energy sending him sprawling into the snow.

"Baga! Kill him!" Morikawa Hiroshi roared, his face etched with rage and despair, his voice echoing through the snowy valley, but no one paid any attention. Three Kwantung Army soldiers flanked Lei Tao, their bayonets gleaming at the back of his neck. In the nick of time, Black Dragon suddenly leaped into the air, its metal claws slicing through the snow, catching the enemy's wrist with pinpoint accuracy. The claws gleamed coldly in the moonlight. With a muffled thud of canine teeth ripping through his throat, Lei Tao turned and shot the other two dead. As the bullets pierced his helmet, the faint cries of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces fighters echoed from the distant woods.

"Over there!" Lei Tao, with his keen hearing, pinpointed the source of the sound. He spotted five Anti-Japanese Allied Forces soldiers being forced toward a cliff by bandits from the punitive expeditionary force. One of them, carrying an unconscious wounded soldier, stumbled over icy ridges, the crackling sound piercing the silent woods. Black Dragon's intelligent prosthetic eye instantly calculated the shortest route, a complex path flashing in a flash of blue light. Lei Tao followed the projected arrows, sprinting across the snow. His feet raced across the snow, his rifle firing bursts of fire, accurately dispatching three pursuers. He could feel his heartbeat quicken with each shot.

"Lei Zi! There's an armored vehicle to the east!" Meng Yan's roar came over the intercom. Lei Tao looked up, seeing two glaring headlights piercing the snowy fog. He acted decisively, unsheathing the cluster bomb from the Bagua Gyro. The bomb exuded a dangerous aura in his hand. "Black Dragon, lure them over!" The military dog ​​understood, snatching up the burning cloth and charging towards the steep slope to the left. The intelligent AI prosthetic eye transformed the armored vehicle's trajectory into a red warning line, flashing on Lei Tao's retina.

Lei Tao seized the opportunity to rush toward the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces fighters, shielding himself from incoming stray bullets. Bullets pinged against his armor, each impact sending a shudder through his body. When Heilong successfully lured the armored vehicle into an ambush, he pressed the detonator—a violent explosion that flipped the vehicle over, sending debris raining down on the snow. The shockwave lifted the surrounding snow, forming a white barrier. In the chaos, Morikawa Hiroshi attempted to flee, but Heilong pounced on him, his metal fangs pressing against his throat. The coldness of the fangs froze his body, his eyes filled with fear and despair.