The Mysterious Soldier of the Anti-Japanese War

Lei Tao stood on the rooftop, his expression grim, his eyes cast towards the Japanese headquarters, a cold and contemptuous smile on his lips. After deep thought, he came up with a plan to strike a blow against the Japanese army from a psychological perspective.

Lei Tao waved his hands, and a drone, a high-power amplifier, and a tweeter appeared in the Bagua Gyro space. He quickly and precisely assembled the equipment, replaced the batteries, and checked the wiring.

After getting ready, Lei Tao turned on the recording equipment, his eyes burning with anger, and recorded the words with a voice changer: "Listen up, Japanese pirates down there, you occupy my land, kill my people, humiliate my sisters, rob my property, and bully my Chinese. Is there no one there? Every inch of our Chinese land is flowing with the blood of our ancestors. We have long irrigated our homeland with our blood, and now we have transformed into Netherworld Assassins. At three quarters past noon, we have brought down Netherworld flames on you Japanese pirates, letting you die. Now we will execute you with artillery fire..." The mechanical voice, with hatred for the invaders, struck the listeners' hearts.

As night fell, the city was shrouded in darkness. Lei Tao piloted the drone into the air, flying toward the center of Shanghai and hovering several thousand meters above. He took a deep breath and pressed play, and a robotic voice boomed and echoed over the city.

The residents of the concession, terrified by the daytime explosions and shut in their homes, were stunned at first by the sound, then their eyes lit up with hope. They poured into the streets, looking in the direction of the sound, whispering to each other. An elderly man, tears welling in his eyes, trembled as he said, "Heaven has mercy! Finally, someone is fighting back against the invaders!" Young people's blood boiled, fists clenched, their eyes sparkling with excitement, their anti-Japanese passion burning in their hearts.

The underground Party members in their base heard the voice and smiled at each other, relieved and proud. One comrade said, "A remarkable hero has emerged from the anti-Japanese ranks. This is a brilliant move. It not only strikes a blow physically, but also deeply damages the Japanese army morally, letting them know that the sons and daughters of China are not to be trifled with!" The other comrades nodded, speculating on the mysterious man's identity. They realized this was an opportunity to ignite popular anti-Japanese enthusiasm and prepared to organize more anti-Japanese activities.

The Military Control Commission was attracted by the voice and paid close attention. They were surprised and impressed by the mysterious man's actions and wanted to get useful information from him. The top leaders of the Military Control Commission held an emergency meeting to integrate all the intelligence and discuss bringing this mysterious "ghost assassin" to the Military Control Commission.

The Japanese troops were thrown into disarray by the noise. The Japanese naval commander, already grieving over the explosions at the docks and headquarters, darkened at the sound. He trembled with rage and roared, "Damn it! This is a blatant provocation against the Empire of Japan! Investigate thoroughly, find these arrogant individuals, and tear them to pieces!" The soldiers stared at the sky in terror, filled with fear. They had once believed they were their masters, but now they felt hateful eyes watching them from the darkness. Unease spread throughout the barracks, and the Japanese troops fell into panic and tension. Morale was severely damaged, and cracks appeared in their psychological defenses.

After Lei Tao finished playing the recording, his eyes sharp as a cheetah's, he approached the 120mm howitzer. His movements were powerful and determined, like a charging warrior. Lei Tao expertly maneuvered the howitzer and fired at the Japanese headquarters. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The earth trembled as the 120mm howitzer shells streaked through the night sky like angry meteors, whistling towards the Japanese headquarters. The shells exploded, sending flames soaring into the sky, illuminating the night sky as thick smoke billowed over the headquarters. The force of the impact pounded the building, crumbling walls into rubble and shattering roofs, sending debris flying. The Japanese soldiers were stunned, some thrown to the ground by the blast, others screaming in agony under the wreckage. Lei Tao's face was as dark as water, his eyes filled with hatred as he fired more than a dozen shells, reducing the Japanese headquarters to a sea of ​​​​inferno.

After the bombardment, Lei Tao didn't dare to slack off. He used the power of the Eight Diagrams Gyro to recover the 120mm howitzer. He took out a rope from the space, fixed it to the roof, and slid down the rope, disappearing into the night like a nimble night cat.

After landing, Lei Tao ran to where the motorcycle was hidden, stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared out. He nimbly shuttled through the streets, avoiding the Japanese pursuit route, and his figure merged into the darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Lei Tao returned to the East Asia Hotel. He carefully entered his room, closed the door, and walked to the balcony. After checking his surroundings for signs of abnormality, he opened the window. The night breeze blew in, carrying the smell of gunpowder and smoke. Lei Tao waited for a moment before spotting a small black speck in the distant sky—a drone. He manipulated the controls to bring it closer, reached out, and grabbed it, bringing it inside. The drone was part of the operation, and its recovery marked the temporary end of this phase. However, the previous operation had been a prelude to the evacuation of some of the bank vault's garrison.