Once Leitao’s M1216 ran out of ammunition, he nimbly holstered it and, with a flick of his wrist, drew a Scorpion Submachine Gun from the Bagua Spinning Top Space. He swiftly pulled the bolt to chamber a round, his eyes sharp and resolute. Nearby, several Japanese Army soldiers were hiding around a corner, plotting an ambush. Sensing the danger with his keen intuition, Leitao pressed his back against the trench wall and moved cautiously toward the corner. As he approached, he suddenly spun around and unleashed a burst of fire from his Scorpion Submachine Gun. The bullets flew like raindrops; the Japanese soldiers, caught completely off guard, were struck in their vitals and collapsed to the ground, twitching in agony.
Leitao continued along the trench. He heard a Japanese officer shouting orders, directing the soldiers to hold their position. Moving stealthily toward the sound, he saw the officer waving a command sword, organizing his troops for reinforcements.
Leitao’s eyes hardened. Without a moment’s hesitation, he raised the Scorpion Submachine Gun, locking the sights steadily onto the officer’s forehead. He took a deep breath, squeezed the trigger, and with a single "bang," the bullet flew. A bloody hole appeared in the officer’s forehead, and his body slumped backward as if the strength had been drained from him, his command sword clattering to the ground.
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