The Mysterious Soldier of the Anti-Japanese War

After a fierce battle, Lei Tao carefully cleaned up the battlefield. He carefully stored his powerful, modified assault rifle and its accompanying magazine and ammunition into the mysterious Bagua Gyro space. This wonderful spatial system provided him with great convenience during the battle, allowing him to easily carry a large amount of weapons and equipment, fully preparing for the subsequent battle.

Lei Tao's eyes fell on a Type 38 rifle. While its performance couldn't compare to his modified assault rifle, it might prove surprisingly useful in certain situations. He expertly strapped the rifle to his back, adjusting the strap to ensure it sat securely on his body. He then picked up a Japanese Type 100 submachine gun, a distinctive design that felt comfortable in the hand. After carefully inspecting the submachine gun and confirming it was functioning properly, Lei Tao stuffed the accompanying magazine into his belt, ready for battle.

After Lei Tao walked downstairs, he observed his surroundings warily. Sunlight struggled to filter through the broken windows, spilling onto the rubble-strewn ground. The air was thick with smoke and the pungent smell of blood. A faint sound could be heard among the shattered walls. Lei Tao quietly approached in the direction of the sound and saw a group of ragged, exhausted soldiers resting against the wall. Their uniforms were tattered, some stained with blood, clearly having been through an extremely fierce battle. Lei Tao immediately recognized them as remnants of the National Security Army.

However, when the remaining soldiers of the National Security Army saw Lei Tao's strange desert camouflage frogman uniform, they mistakenly thought he was a Japanese soldier. They immediately became nervous and pointed their guns at him.

"Stop! Who are you?" A bearded remnant of the National Security Army shouted sternly, his eyes full of vigilance and hostility.

Seeing this, Lei Tao quickly raised his hands to indicate that he was not an enemy. "Don't shoot, I'm not a Japanese soldier," Lei Tao responded hastily. "My name is Lei Tao, and I'm an overseas Chinese who just returned from abroad to participate in the anti-Japanese war."

"Overseas Chinese?" The thin but determined-eyed remnant of the National Security Army frowned. "What evidence do you have to prove that you are not a spy sent by the Japanese army?"

Lei Tao said sincerely, "I just had a fierce battle with the Japanese devils upstairs. All the weapons on me were captured from the Japanese army. I have only one purpose in returning to China, and that is to fight the devils and defend our country." Then, Lei Tao showed a confident smile and asked arrogantly, "Besides, have you ever seen a Japanese devil who is as tall, mighty, elegant, suave, handsome, talented, and looks like Pan An, and has great fighting ability like me?"

The remaining Guoan Army soldiers looked at each other, still hesitant. At this moment, a female medical soldier in the team looked at Lei Tao and said to herself, "He's a scoundrel. Even if he's not a Japanese soldier, he's not a good person... But he seems to have saved everyone just now. He must have taken out the Japanese artillery position. Who else could it be?"

The two sides remained deadlocked, the air around them frozen, the tension reaching its peak, like a string stretched taut and ready to snap. And at this moment, an unexpected danger loomed. A wounded Japanese soldier, like a ghost, suddenly burst forth from the darkness. His face was grim, his eyes burning with fury. He clutched a charge of explosives, having already pulled the fuse without hesitation. He hysterically shouted, "Long live the Emperor of Japan," in his hoarse voice, as he charged recklessly at the remnants of the National Security Army, intent on a shared destruction.

Lei Tao's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp, like two razor-sharp rays of cold light. He roared, "Damn it! You're courting death! A tiny, tiny country dares to claim to be so powerful? Who the hell gave you the courage? Are you a Japanese Watanabe Hamako?" Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly raised his Type 100 submachine gun. His fingers gripped the trigger tightly, his knuckles turning white from the strain. His eyes fixed on the madly charging Japanese wounded, their gaze filled with determination and resoluteness. Lei Tao's hands, however, were as steady as a rock, without the slightest tremor. He began to fire, his finger repeatedly pulling the trigger, bullets shooting like meteors at the Japanese wounded, brimming with anger and determination.

"Da da da!" The sound of the submachine gun was particularly loud in this tense atmosphere. Although the wounded Japanese soldier was hit by dense bullets and his body was shaking constantly, he was like a mad beast, still rushing towards the remnants of the National Security Army regardless of everything. Lei Tao kept adjusting the shooting angle, and shouted while shooting: "Scatter!"

The remaining National Security Army soldiers were stunned by this sudden scene, but they quickly reacted and dodged in all directions. The wounded Japanese soldier drew closer, and beads of sweat formed on Lei Tao's forehead. He continued firing, his bullets piercing the wounded Japanese soldier's legs, abdomen, and other parts of his body, trying to stop his advance. However, the wounded Japanese soldier seemed insensitive to the pain and continued to charge forward frantically.

At the critical moment, Lei Tao took a deep breath and calmed himself. He aimed at the wounded Japanese soldier's head and pulled the trigger again. This time, the bullet accurately hit the wounded Japanese soldier's vital part. The wounded Japanese soldier's body staggered and fell to the ground. The explosive pack also exploded not far from the remaining Guoan soldiers, raising a cloud of dust.

This thrilling scene left the remaining Guoan Army soldiers with lingering fears. They finally realized that the guy in the desert camouflage frogman costume before them was not a Japanese soldier. At this time, an older Guoan Army remnant stood up. He carefully observed Lei Tao and said, "Looking at his eyes and behavior, he doesn't look like a Japanese spy. And he really saved our lives just now."

After hearing this, the other remaining Guoan soldiers also put down their guns. One of the remaining Guoan soldiers stepped forward, patted Lei Tao on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, I misunderstood you just now. I'm sorry."

Lei Tao smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter. Now we are all brothers in the anti-Japanese war and we should unite."

The remaining National Security Army soldiers nodded in agreement. Together with Lei Tao, they began to discuss their next course of action. They knew that the war was far from over and that they must continue to fight, defending this land and its people at all costs.