The Mysterious Soldier of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 301: Factory Battle: Agents Surround and Spies Fight Back

Xu Keming clung to the cold outer shell of the large machine, his eyes fixed on the Japanese spy who was frantically firing at the entrance of the dispensing workshop. He keenly noticed that every time the Japanese spy fired, his body would lean back slightly due to the recoil of the gun, and this brief moment was the perfect opportunity for a counterattack.

Xu Keming lowered his voice and quickly gave instructions to the agents beside him: "Wait for the next gap in his shooting and counterattack together! Li Mingxuan will detour from the left and use the raw material boxes as cover; Chen Lie will attack from the right and attract his firepower!" The agents understood, their eyes were firm, and they quickly made preparations.

The Japanese spy pulled the trigger again, firing wildly. Li Mingxuan crouched low, moving quickly and cautiously between the boxes of raw materials on the left, moving swiftly and making as little noise as possible. To the right, Chen Lie suddenly stood up and fired at the Japanese spy, successfully attracting his attention.

As expected, the Japanese spy was attracted by the fire from the right. His eyes instantly turned fierce, and without hesitation, he turned the muzzle of his gun towards Chen Lie. His finger firmly on the trigger, bullets rained down on Chen Lie, sending wood chips flying from the bunker where Chen Lie was hiding.

At that moment, Li Mingxuan seized the opportunity to fire and, with lightning speed, he straightened up, his legs giving him strength, and leaped from cover like a cheetah. He held the Chesten submachine gun steady in both hands, his eyes revealing a resolute murderous intent, and without hesitation, he fired fiercely at the Japanese spy.

The Sten submachine gun spewed flames, bullets whizzing towards the Japanese spy. Unable to evade, he was struck in the chest by several bullets, his body jolted and he stumbled back several steps. Before he could regain his balance, another bullet pierced his head with precision. His eyes instantly lost their luster, and like a puppet with its strings cut, he fell backward, landing heavily on the ground in a cloud of dust.

Before anyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a flurry of hurried footsteps echoed from deep within the factory. In a flash, more than a dozen heavily armed Japanese spies and four ninjas appeared. They surrounded Yoshijima Yuko, clearly intending to shield her escape.

The factory was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and engine oil. The roar of machinery and the crackle of gunfire mingled, stinging the eardrums. The leading Japanese spy commander barked in Japanese, commanding his men to disperse and form a battle formation. The well-trained spies quickly took up advantageous positions, drew their weapons, and opened fire on Xu Keming and his men. A barrage of bullets whizzed past, sending sparks flying from the surrounding machinery and walls.

The four ninjas, like ghosts, stole in stealthily, taking advantage of the complex environment of the factory. Their footsteps were light and almost silent, and the ninja swords in their hands flashed with a cold light.

Seeing this, Xu Keming immediately shouted, "Everyone, be careful! Spread out and hide! We must not let Yoshijima Yuko escape!" The agents quickly moved, each seeking cover. Li Mingxuan hid behind a large gear mechanism, using the gaps between the gears to observe the enemy's movements; Chen Lie hid behind a pile of discarded packaging boxes, constantly adjusting his angle, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Brothers Li Shuiniu and Li Shuyang hid behind a massive boiler. Li Shuiniu thought to himself, "We must not allow these Japanese spies to run rampant on our land. We must exterminate them all." He gripped his Scorpion submachine gun tightly, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, oblivious. Li Shuyang's expression was equally stern, his eyes fixed on the Japanese spies not far away, his Scorpion submachine gun poised for fire.

"Brother, find an opportunity and show them how powerful we are." Li Shuiyang said in a low voice.

Li Shuiniu nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the spies' every move. As a squad of Japanese spies advanced toward them, Li Shuiniu suddenly thrust forward, his Scorpion submachine gun spitting flames, his bullets raining down on the spies like a torrential rain. "Da da da!" Five spies fell to the ground, dead from the barrage of bullets. This, however, attracted the attention of the Japanese spies, who turned and fired back.

Li Shuiyang took advantage of the moment when the Japanese spies were suppressed by Li Shuiniu's firepower and flashed out from the other side of the boiler. He pulled the trigger with precision, and a sharp, rapid burst of gunfire rang out. The two Japanese spies were unable to dodge, and one bullet penetrated the thigh of one, while the other lodged itself deeply in the abdomen of the other.

The Japanese spy who was shot lost his balance instantly, his body twisted, and he screamed like a pig being slaughtered. He subconsciously covered the wound with his hands, and blood gushed out from between his fingers. The two fell heavily to the ground, rolling and struggling in pain.

The other Japanese spies were caught off guard by this sudden attack, their faces filled with fear and anger. Without hesitation, they scattered like frightened birds and beasts, using the factory's piles of raw material boxes and abandoned machinery as cover. Their weapons roared furiously, increasing their firepower.

In an instant, bullets rained down like a torrential downpour on the boiler where the Lishui Sheep and Lishui Buffalo were hiding. Bullets struck the boiler's hard outer shell, sending up countless dazzling sparks. The sharp sound of metal clashing echoed all around, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the odor of burning metal.

Li Shuiniu secretly thought that this wasn't going to work; he had to find a way to break through the enemy's fire. He gave Li Shuyang a look, and the two understood. They coordinated their movements, alternating fire and constantly shifting positions, keeping the Japanese spies elusive. Using the factory's pipes and machinery as cover, they maneuvered nimbly, gradually closing in on the spies' flanks.

A ninja, hidden in the intricate maze of factory pipes, keenly perceived the intentions of Li Shui Yang and Li Shui Niu. Like a fleeting black ghost, he swept down from above with a fierce aura.

The ninja held a sharp ninja sword tightly in his hand, and with his ghostly movements, he drew a cold light in the air, aiming directly at Li Shuiyang. That cold light was like the gaze of death, carrying a deadly threat.

Li Shuiyang's heart rang with alarm. With battlefield-honed instincts, he instantly sensed the deadly danger. He reacted swiftly, like a nimble cheetah, darting to the side. The ninja's sword slashed past his arm, the sharp blade easily slicing through his sleeve, leaving a thin, bloody streak on his arm. The crimson blood trickled down his arm.

Li Shuiyang knew he had no escape. Without hesitation, he drew the dagger from his waist and engaged the ninja in close-quarters hand-to-hand combat. Their figures intersected, each exchanging blows, each countering the other's. Every clash of blades sent sparks flying, accompanied by the clash of metal, echoing throughout the factory.

After several rounds, the two sides were evenly matched. However, the ninja's attacks became increasingly fierce, their moves becoming more and more bizarre and varied. During one fierce exchange, Li Shuiyang was careless, and the ninja took advantage of his weakness. The sharp ninja sword slashed fiercely at his lower abdomen. With a loud "swish", his clothes were torn by the sharp blade. Just when everyone thought he was injured, the bulletproof vest underneath was exposed.

This thrilling scene stirred a surge of rage within Li Shuiyang, igniting his fighting spirit. He took a deep breath, his eyes instantly sharpening like an eagle, his aura suddenly shifting. At this moment, he unleashed his Xingyi dagger technique, his movements agile, the dagger in his hand gleaming in the light and shadow. With a single misstep, he approached the ninja like a ghost, then struck two swift blows. The first, like a venomous snake, struck directly at the ninja's throat, forcing him to raise his sword to block. The second, like a fierce tiger emerging from the mountains, sliced ​​at the ninja's wrist at a treacherous angle, attempting to sever his blade-wielding hand.

The two sharp strikes startled the ninja, who leaned back to avoid them, stumbling and nearly falling, his shoes scraping against the ground with a harsh sound. The ninja knew he was no match for the Chinese man before him, and filled with resentment and fear, he frantically reached into his arms, pulled out a concentrated smoke bomb, and flung it at Li Shuiyang with all his might.

With a muffled "bang," the smoke bomb exploded, sending billowing clouds of smoke filling the air, a pungent odor spreading everywhere. In the blink of an eye, visibility dropped to near zero, the entire area engulfed in thick smoke, obstructing vision and making breathing difficult. The ninja seized the opportunity to flee, crouching low, darting left and right, disappearing into the smoke.

Xu Keming knew that a continued stalemate would be detrimental to his side and needed to find a way to disrupt the enemy's rhythm. He carefully observed his surroundings and spotted an abandoned crane control console nearby. Using the machinery and debris as cover, he quickly moved toward the control console and successfully reached it.

Xu Keming climbed onto the control panel and quickly began to operate. With a roar of machinery, the crane's boom slowly moved. He aimed the boom at the area where the Japanese spies were gathered, then suddenly pressed a button, sending the heavy object careening towards them. The spies panicked and dodged, their once tight battle formation instantly disrupted.

"Charge!" Xu Keming seized the opportunity and shouted. Agents rushed out from their various bunkers and launched a counterattack against the enemy. The two sides engaged in fierce close combat, with the sound of gunfire, shouts, and the clash of weapons intertwining. The entire factory was filled with smoke and flames.

Amidst the chaos, Yoshijima Yuko seized her opportunity and, crouching low, sprinted toward the factory's side door. Her agility was unstoppable, as she dodged and slithered through the storage rooms like a cunning loach. Lei Tao, who had been keeping an eye on her, immediately gave chase, his mind fixed on one thing: she must not escape.