Leitao watched the entire scene of the guerrilla unit’s successful counterattack against the Japanese Army through his hummingbird drone, his heart filled with gratification. Watching the guerrillas skillfully clear the battlefield, their faces glowing with the joy and excitement of having turned the tables on the enemy, he felt at ease as he stowed the 120mm howitzer into the Bagua Spinning Top Space.
He took a deep breath, his hands dancing rapidly over the interface of the Bagua Spinning Top Space to initiate the transit sequence. In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to twist under an invisible force; space-time vibrated, and light flickered. In the blink of an eye, he had returned from the smoke and fire of the War of Resistance to the safety of his modern-day safehouse.
Inside the safehouse, everything remained as he had left it—quiet and high-tech. Leitao enjoyed a refreshing shower, changed into urban camouflage, and walked straight out the door. In the garage, he pulled out his off-road motorcycle.
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