Dawn was breaking. The Japanese special operations team, which had been in retreat, staged a comeback with the assistance of several armed ninja scouts and a reinforced scout squad. Armed with MP35 submachine guns, they surged toward the positions where Leitao and his men were hiding, their momentum fierce and aggressive.
A burly, short-statured Japanese special forces soldier, using a roadside boulder as cover, cautiously scanned the surroundings before signaling his comrades to advance. He suddenly lunged out from behind the boulder, raised his submachine gun, and opened fire wildly into the space ahead. In an instant, a torrent of bullets rained down like a storm; dust kicked up into the air, and wood chips flew in every direction.
"Scatter!" Leitao reacted instantly, shouting at the top of his lungs. His comrades heard the command and immediately dived in different directions, scrambling to find cover. However, the hail of bullets was too dense; two fighters were unable to dodge in time, taking hits to the head and collapsing into pools of blood. As the morning light spilled over them, the blood spread across the ground, a chilling and harrowing sight.
Chapter 252