The Mysterious Soldier of the Anti-Japanese War

After Lei Tao evacuated, a small group of Japanese soldiers quickly ran towards the building where he had been, their faces tense, their weapons clashing with each other as they ran. They had received a tip-off from Japanese expatriates in the building. Those expatriates were eager to help the Japanese army capture the suspicious person, but they had no idea that they would also be in a desperate situation.

When the Japanese soldiers arrived at the door on the roof, the leading soldier pushed the door hard but to no avail. He then called over a big Japanese soldier and other companions to help him break down the door.

As the door struck, Lei Tao's directional trigger bombs and the nearby 120mm howitzer shells exploded instantly. Instantly, flames illuminated the night sky like daylight, and a deafening explosion echoed from the rooftop. A massive hole was blasted through the roof, and the powerful impact, engulfing the air currents, surged in all directions like a surging wave. The staircase and walkway quickly collapsed under this force, sending countless rocks and steel raining down.

Neither the Japanese expatriates nor the Japanese troops inside the building were spared. The residents' homes were severely damaged, and many died in their sleep. The survivors were buried beneath the rubble, groaning in agony. The Japanese troops suffered even more devastating losses, their screams drowned out by the explosions, their bodies shattered by the impact. The scene was a scene of devastation, filled only with raging flames and billowing smoke.

Some surviving Japanese soldiers, enduring the shock of the explosion, began to move. Some rushed to rescue the wounded, rummaging through the rubble, calling out their companions' names. If they found anyone showing signs of life, they desperately dragged them from the rubble. Others were responsible for surveying the scene, their eyes filled with tension and vigilance as they carefully searched the rubble for possible clues.

A Japanese soldier, ordered to report the incident, struggled to his feet and, despite the scrapes and blood, ran downstairs, shouting as he ran, hoping to quickly convey the situation and request support. He knew this incident was no ordinary event, that a vast conspiracy lay behind it, and that more Japanese troops must be dispatched as soon as possible to deal with the consequences. At this moment, the entire building was shrouded in a haze of death and chaos, as if foreshadowing that the Japanese army's disaster was far from over.

Not long after, Japanese weapons experts and Ume Agency intelligence officers arrived at the scene. Wearing thick gloves and armed with specialized testing tools, the weapons expert slowly moved through the rubble. He first noticed the shattered door panel. The fragments bore visible burn marks and impact deformation, indicating the initial explosion occurred near the door. He squatted down and used tweezers to pick up a fragment that resembled a bomb casing. He examined it carefully, his brow furrowing slightly as he thought to himself, "This bomb is made of unusual materials and the craftsmanship is exquisite. It's definitely not ordinary stuff."

He stood up and looked at the bombed-out structures around him, his sharp eyes catching sight of some unique blast marks on the walls. These blast marks were distributed radially and of varying depths. Based on years of experience, he determined that they were caused by artillery shell explosions. He walked cautiously towards the edge of the roof, keeping an eye on the various debris on the ground along the way. At the edge of the roof, he found some shell fragments, dark in color and hard in texture. He picked up a piece and held it up to the light. From the thickness and texture of the fragments, he could tell that it was the remains of a shell with a caliber of 120 mm or more. His face grew increasingly solemn, and he thought to himself, "To be able to transport this kind of shell here and arrange it so cleverly, the enemy must be no simple matter."

Mei's intelligence officers were also busy. They spread out and conducted a thorough search of the scene. Some examined the area for suspicious footprints or leftover items, while others interviewed surviving Japanese soldiers and expatriates, trying to piece together the full picture. One of the intelligence officers, a blasting specialist, examined the scene and spoke solemnly to those around him, "From the scene, it seems the explosion was caused by a directional trigger bomb and several artillery shells larger than 120mm. The extent of the damage and the distribution of the traces indicate a massive explosion. Furthermore, judging by these signs, this is most likely the site of the bombardment of the Imperial Army headquarters. The question is, how did the perpetrators get the artillery to the rooftop and then remove it without detection? There must be a secret we haven't yet uncovered." Upon hearing this, the other intelligence officers gathered around, their faces filled with solemnity. The Japanese soldiers looked at each other, and a feeling of unease spread among them. They realized that the enemy they were facing this time was not only sophisticated, but also mysterious, like a ghost hidden in the darkness.