nycdaug Chapter 147: Dangerous Battle Between Ninjas and Bandits
Chapter 147: Dangerous Battle Between Ninjas and Bandits
Just as Lei Tao was engaging in a thrilling duel with the ninja, in another part of the forest, the bandit who had hijacked the Japanese pilot was fleeing in a hurry. Unexpectedly, he had just run two miles when he was blocked by two ninjas holding samurai swords like ghosts.
The bandits were instantly alert, and their leader was even quicker, unleashing his pistol without hesitation, the black muzzle pointed directly at the ninja. "Bang, bang, bang..." The crisp crackle of gunfire instantly shattered the silence of the forest, and the flames from the muzzle flickered in the dim woods. The bullets whizzed towards the ninja like angry wasps.
The two ninjas remained motionless, merely leaning slightly sideways, their agility seemingly anticipating the bullet's trajectory. Their black nightgowns fluttered gently in the wind, their demonic masks obscuring their features, revealing only a pair of eyes radiating cold composure. Bullets grazed their bodies and struck the trees behind them, sending wood chips flying everywhere.
The bandit leader was shocked when he saw that several shots missed, but he still pretended to be calm and continued to pull the trigger. The pistol kept jumping in his hand, "da da da..." He shouted loudly while shooting: "You Japanese ninjas, don't think about stopping me!" However, the ninjas suddenly flashed in the hail of bullets. They were like black lightning, quickly shuttling through the woods, using the trees as cover, and quickly closing the distance with the bandits.
The bandits frantically searched for cover, firing as they retreated. One of the bandits shouted, "Boss, these two guys are tough to deal with!" The bandit leader gritted his teeth and said, "What are you afraid of? We have more people, let's fight them!" But even so, they were filled with fear. After all, the ninja's elusive methods had long been known in the martial arts world.
At this time, the hijacked Japanese pilot was also struggling in the chaos, trying to take the opportunity to escape. A bandit held him down and said, "Behave yourself, or I'll kill you right now!" The pilot mumbled in Japanese, his eyes full of fear and anger.
At this tense moment, the bandit leader hatched a plan: to play the pig and eat the tiger. As a ninja rapidly approached, the bandit leader feigned fear, retreating in panic, his gun seemingly hanging carelessly. Seeing this, the ninja saw an opportunity and sped up to pounce. Instantly, a gleam flashed in the bandit leader's eyes, and his lowered hand rose with lightning speed, now holding a dagger. With a sudden twist, he lunged at the ninja with a masterful and uncanny stance. While seemingly ungainly, the stance embodied the bandit leader's practical wisdom gleaned from years of fighting in the mountains. His body, like a nimble loach, dodged the ninja's attack. Then, his dagger and saber flashed through the air, precisely severing the tendons in the ninja's wrist. The ninja gasped in pain, his weapon instantly falling to the ground.
The bandit leader, having succeeded, didn't hesitate, swerving sideways to swiftly maneuver behind the ninja. His movements were fluid, as if blending seamlessly with the surrounding forest. Before the ninja could react, the bandit leader's dagger and saber flashed again, steadily slicing the ninja's throat. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the ninja, eyes widening in disbelief, slowly collapsed, unable to comprehend how he had fallen prey to a trap.
Another ninja took advantage of the chaos and killed the two bandits guarding the pilot with a cross dart. The cross dart, like a black ghost, spun rapidly through the air, carrying with it the aura of death. The two bandits had no time to react before the cross dart struck them squarely in the throat. Blood splattered, and their bodies slowly collapsed.
The ninja rushed towards the hijacked Japanese pilot, intending to rescue him. Seeing this, the bandit leader shouted and rushed towards the ninja, brandishing his dagger and saber, engaging him in close combat. The two figures clashed, swords flashed, and the clinking of weapons could be heard from time to time. Other bandits also surrounded the ninja, attacking from different directions, but the ninja's agility made it difficult for them to subdue him, dodging and counterattacking.
Meanwhile, Lei Tao, having dispatched the sniper, followed the bandits' trail to a nearby location. Seeing this, he hurled a throwing knife at the ninja. The knife sliced through the air, carrying Lei Tao's force, and flew towards the ninja. The ninja, sensing the blow, dodged to the side, but the knife still grazed his arm. He glanced in the direction of the pilot and, katana in hand, charged forward to engage the bandits. During the fight, he intentionally or unintentionally moved toward the pilot. The bandit leader then launched a powerful kick, and the ninja secretly triumphantly thought, "They've fallen for it!" He charged forward, landing a solid kick that sent him flying to the pilot's side. With a somersault, he pulled up, unleashed a smoke bomb, and fled with the pilot. After being sent flying by the bandit leader's kick to the pilot's side, the ninja rolled to absorb the force and, with incredible speed, drew a smoke bomb from his waistband. He yanked the safety ring and launched the smoke bomb toward the crowd. "Hiss--" The smoke bomb exploded on the ground in an instant, and a cloud of thick gray-white smoke quickly spread out, and the pungent smell filled the surroundings.
Taking advantage of the moment when the smoke obscured his vision, the ninja lifted the struggling Japanese pilot. He held the pilot's body steady on his right shoulder, his left hand firmly grasping his legs to prevent him from slipping. Then, the ninja took a deep breath, lowered his body, and sprinted like a ghost into the depths of the forest. His steps were light and swift, each step skillfully avoiding rocks and branches, making almost no sound. His figure gradually blurred under the cover of the smoke, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the slowly dissipating cloud of smoke as a testament to his presence.