Li Ming sprinted desperately through the darkness, each step teetering on the edge of life and death. Behind him, the shouts of the Japanese Army Marine soldiers intertwined with the frantic barking of military dogs, closing in fast. Sweat and blood soaked his clothes, dripping continuously from his hem. His legs were numb, but driven by sheer will and his familiarity with the terrain, he dodged and wove through the mountain forest. He was oblivious to the tree branches slashing his cheeks and the thorns piercing his skin.
Finally, at the edge of the darkness, he saw the Military Statistics Bureau jeep waiting for him, a beacon in the night. Li Ming used his remaining strength to wave frantically, his voice raspy with exhaustion: "Over here! Hurry!"
As soon as he climbed into the vehicle, he collapsed into the seat, gasping for air. His chest heaved violently, and his throat was parched to the point of smoke. After catching his breath for a moment, he forced himself to recount the Japanese Army's situation to the agents in the car. Upon hearing that Wang Qiang had sacrificed his life for the cause, a surge of rage and grief swept through them, their eyes burning with the fire of vengeance.
Chapter 305