Leitao traced an arc through the air, clearing the warehouse window with ease and landing firmly inside. The moment his feet touched the floor, he whisked the Scorpion Submachine Gun away into the Bagua Spinning Top Space and immediately produced the Modded Type 79 Submachine Gun. In the blink of an eye, he slotted in a 45-round high-capacity magazine and efficiently attached a tactical suppressor—the entire process flowing with practiced, fluid precision. Simultaneously, he holstered his MP443 Tactical Pistol, loaded with 18 rounds of tactical armor-piercing ammunition, at his waist as a backup.
Leitao scanned the warehouse. It was stacked high with cargo, providing natural cover. He darted behind a pile of wooden crates, dropped into a half-crouch, aimed his weapon toward the windows, held his breath, and waited silently for the pursuing Japanese Army.
Before long, a handful of Japanese soldiers crept in through the windows, backs hunched and movements cautious. They fanned out, rifles raised, eyes scanning the shadows with vigilant intensity.
Chapter 401