Leitao tightened the buckles on Chen Feiyang’s parachute harness and, after confirming the shoulder straps were locked, spun around rapidly. "Let’s give our 'friends' a little welcome gift!" He pulled four anti-personnel grenades from the Bagua Spinning Top Space and shoved two into Chen Feiyang’s hands. Leitao crouched into a triangular stance, his peripheral vision scanning the markings he had set at the edge of the cliff—3.2 meters from the drop-off, precisely where they would intercept the Japanese Army’s pursuit route.
"Ready!" Leitao hooked his index finger through the grenade pin, his knuckles white as lime from the tension. Forty meters away, the rustle of Japanese Army boots crushing dry leaves mixed with the clatter of metal gear, approaching like the hissing of a viper. He caught a glimpse of Chen Feiyang kneeling behind him, his rifle muzzle locked steadily onto the bend in the path—a perfect blind spot for an ambush. The two men moved four meters laterally in perfect sync, their combat boots dragging two fleeting, shallow furrows through the mud like a snare being tightened by a hunter.
"Pull pins! Throw!" The moment Leitao bellowed, the pins of both grenades popped free. He leaned back into a lunge to generate power, while Chen Feiyang dropped his shoulder and tucked his elbow to provide a stable pivot point, their movements as synchronized as a reflection in a mirror. The grenades spun half a rotation in their palms, drawing parallel parabolas through the air…
Chapter 456