nycdaug Chapter 299: Hidden Confrontation: Dawn of the Match Factory
Chapter 299: Hidden Confrontation: Dawn of the Match Factory
Lei Tao and the "Ghost" team crouched down and quickly and silently arrived at the back door of the Guangren Match Factory. He scanned the surroundings vigilantly. After confirming that there was no immediate danger, he lowered his voice and said, "Liu Zishan, Chen Feiyang, Yi Guang, and Meng Xiaoyu, the four of you will remain hidden around the factory's back door. This is a key position. We must prevent any escape. Stay vigilant and pay attention to safety!" The four of them immediately understood and quickly dispersed, using the abandoned wooden boxes, piled up debris, and dim light as cover. They each found an ideal hiding spot and vigilantly observed their surroundings.
"Li Shuiniu, Li Shuyang, follow me through the back door of the factory. Take advantage of your ability to see clearly in the dark. Fight silently after entering. Try not to shoot if you can!" Lei Tao continued to give orders. Li Shuiniu and Li Shuyang glanced at each other and nodded slightly. With a tacit understanding, they quickly took out their pistols from their waist holsters and held the dagger firmly in their other hands.
Lei Tao took the lead, his footsteps light yet steady, his soles scraping against the ground with barely a sound. Approaching the back door, he leaned slightly to the side, his ear pressed against the stained wooden door, holding his breath, listening carefully to the sounds within. A faint roar of machinery reached him, punctuated by a few low, rapid conversations in Japanese, as if they were discussing something.
He turned to look at the two people behind him, made a "three, two, one" gesture, and then pushed hard. The back door creaked open with a sound that was particularly abrupt in the silent night. The three people slipped in quickly like ghosts in the dark night.
Upon entering the factory, a pungent odor of gunpowder and stale engine oil hit me. The factory was dimly lit, thick with smoke, and the silhouettes of massive machinery loomed in the gloom. The Lishui cattle and sheep, with their unique ability to see in the dark, quickly adapted to the gloom. Their eyes, like night owls, flickered with alertness.
Lei Tao lowered himself slightly, gestured forward, and the three of them quietly advanced into the factory. Using machines and debris as cover, they nimbly moved through the space. Suddenly, a faint sound of footsteps reached the front. Lei Tao quickly raised his hand, signaling the two men to stop. The three of them huddled tightly behind a massive machine, not daring to breathe.
Footsteps grew closer, accompanied by a few complaints in Japanese, remarkably clear in the silent and oppressive factory. "Who is that Fujita Yamashita? He's making us patrol again," one soldier's voice was filled with indignation, his voice dragging out, his footsteps deliberately heavy, venting his dissatisfaction. "That's right, they're punishing us for just drinking some sake," another man immediately chimed in, his tone thick with resentment, and he spat softly. "Alright, stop talking! If he finds out, he'll punish us again," a third man hurriedly tried to dissuade him, his voice lowered to a cautious tone.
Lei Tao's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the approaching enemy. He quickly turned and gestured to Li Shuiniu and Li Shuyang. He first held up four fingers, shaking them slightly, indicating the presence of four men. Then, he mimed holding a submachine gun, reminding the two of the enemy's weaponry. He then spread his hands to the sides, signaling a dispersal. Then, he bent down, picked up a small stone, and mimed throwing it. Finally, he gestured in the air with a dagger. The message was clear: four men, armed with submachine guns, were approaching. Spread out, separate them using the stone-throwing method, and then deal with them one by one with the dagger.
Li Shuiniu and Li Shuyang instantly understood. They nodded slightly and quietly moved in different directions, using machinery and debris as cover to carefully change positions. Li Shuiniu crouched down and quickly moved to a pile of discarded planks. He crouched down, his eyes fixed on the direction the enemy would appear, his dagger tightly gripped, and he controlled his breathing.
Li Shuiyang crept towards the huge gearbox on the other side, his steps light and steady, making almost no sound. After reaching the gearbox, he hid behind it, revealing only a pair of vigilant eyes, secretly monitoring the surrounding movements.
Seeing that the two men were already in position, Lei Tao picked up a small stone and threw it towards the open space on the right. The sound of the stone hitting the ground was particularly clear in the silent factory, like the opening gong of a silent battle.
Upon hearing the noise, the four Japanese spies halted in their tracks, nervously cocking their SIG-20 submachine guns. The clanging of metal was piercing in the silence, like the creaking of death's call. One of the taller spies pointed in the direction of the sound and whispered, "Go check it out!" Motioning for two more to investigate, the two men, rifles raised, their muzzles shifting left and right as they followed their gaze, cautiously approaching the direction where the stone had fallen. Their steps were slow and measured, each one a test of unknown danger. Their eyes scanned their surroundings, alertly scanning every corner for any potential threat. Even the slightest movement would instantly set their nerves on edge, their fingers unconsciously tightening on the triggers.
Lei Tao seized the opportunity and quickly gestured to Li Shui Niu and Li Shui Yang. His gestures were concise and clear, conveying precise instructions. The Li brothers instantly understood and, like two cheetahs lurking for a long time, quietly emerged from behind the wooden planks and the gearbox, respectively. Leaning forward slightly, their muscles tensed, they silently moved behind the two spies who stood guard.
Li Shuiniu's eyes fixed on his target, his body moving almost silently. When he was at the right distance, he thrust his left hand forward, clamping the spy's mouth tightly like a clamp, silencing him. Simultaneously, with his right hand, he thrust the dagger into his heart, the movement clean and seamless. The spy's body jolted violently, his eyes widening with terror and disbelief. He instinctively tried to struggle, but after a few futile attempts, he collapsed, his blood slowly spreading across the ground, a particularly eerie sight in the dim light.
Almost immediately, Li Shuiyang also sprang into action. Like a ghost, he loomed behind another Japanese spy. While he was focused on the front, he suddenly extended his hands like eagle claws, grabbing the spy's head. With a sudden, forceful thrust, his arms snapped, snapping his neck in an instant. The spy, barely able to even utter a single grunt, collapsed to the ground, motionless. His body twitched slightly before he was completely lifeless. The air around him seemed to freeze in his sudden death.
Lei Tao quickly emerged from behind the machine, his steps light and swift, like a black shadow, quietly following the two Japanese spies who had gone to investigate. His figure loomed in the dim light, as if blending into the darkness. Every movement was smooth and natural, without a single pause. When he was close enough, he rushed forward. The dagger in his right hand flashed coldly in the darkness, and accurately slashed across the throat of one of the Japanese spies. The Japanese spy's throat made a gurgling sound, and his hands instinctively covered his neck, blood gushing from between his fingers. His body staggered a few times before he fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust and raising a small puff of smoke in the silent space.
Another Japanese spy, hearing the noise, whipped his head around. Spotting Lei Tao, a flash of fear and anger flashed across his eyes. Without hesitation, he raised his submachine gun and prepared to fire at Lei Tao. In this crucial moment, Lei Tao remained unfazed. His eyes gleamed with murderous intent as he swiftly hurled his dagger. The dagger traced a dark arc through the air, hurtling straight toward the Japanese spy. With a single, precise "puff," the dagger pierced the spy's throat. The spy's eyes widened, and his submachine gun clanged to the ground. He fell backward, landing heavily on the ground in a cloud of dust.
After dealing with the four Japanese spies, Lei Tao took a breath, quickly picked up a SIG20 submachine gun from the ground, checked the magazine, and after confirming that it was correct, he whispered to Li Shuiniu and Li Shuiyang: "Keep moving forward, we may encounter more enemies next, so be careful." The three of them once again carefully moved forward to search inside the factory.