Leitao led the Military Statistics Special Operations Team and the others as they hurried along the winding path. After a hard trek, they finally bypassed the advance route of the Japanese Army's reinforcing troops. By this time, they had successfully broken out of the Japanese Army's blockade line.
At dawn the next day, the morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and a faint chill lingered in the hazy sky. The group was resting in a patch of woods on the mountainside; the continuous flight had exhausted them, yet their nerves remained taut. Suddenly, the sound of motor vehicles approaching from a distance shattered the temporary peace. Leitao's half-closed eyes snapped open, his expression tightening as he quickly raised a hand to signal everyone to take cover. The battle-hardened team members instantly understood, lowering their bodies and slipping silently behind trees and boulders like agile leopards. Gripping their weapons tightly with their fingers on the triggers, they held their breath, tension and vigilance shining in their eyes. It felt as though time stood still at that moment, with only the increasingly clear sound of the car engine echoing in the air.
Two trucks gradually came into view, the second one packed with prisoners of war. At that moment, a prisoner on the truck suddenly snapped. His eyes instantly bloodshot, he let out a roar like an enraged lion. He lunged fiercely at the nearby Japanese soldier, his hands grasping the bayonet on the soldier'…
Chapter 170