Leitao sat firmly on his motorcycle, looking like a sharp bolt of black lightning as he sped toward the outskirts of Shanghai. The deafening roar of the engine echoed across the empty road. As he rode, he keenly spotted a hidden location lush with trees and rugged rocks—the perfect place to disappear. He slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching against the asphalt and leaving a long skid mark before coming to a steady halt. Instantly, Leitao activated the extraordinary Bagua spinning top system. With a brilliant flash of light, he vanished from the spot, instantly transporting to a modern-day safe house in Central Africa.
The safe house was fully equipped with all manner of advanced technology. Leitao immediately set to work. He took out the Japanese Army major's credentials he had previously confiscated and, drawing on his extensive experience and the forgery tools available in the safe house, began meticulously crafting a new document. He mimicked every detail with extreme precision, from the texture of the official seals to the stroke style of the calligraphy, aiming for absolute perfection.
He mused to himself: during his days as a mercenary abroad, he had filled his coffers well. Why not use the identity of a mercenary corps procurement officer to acquire the supplies he needed? These materials would prove unimaginably useful in the upcoming operation in Shanghai and might yield a thousandfold return in the future. In this chaotic world fraught with danger, the righ…
Chapter 48