novelhk Chapter 465: The Eve of the Secret War and the Preparation of Supplies
Chapter 465: The Eve of the Secret War and the Preparation of Supplies
The campfire flickered in the snowstorm. Lei Tao stared at the ticking "7-day" countdown on the system panel. The chip in his palm, carrying the military dog "Black Dragon," hurt. He inserted the chip into his tactical watch, and the coolness of the metal penetrated his skin—this was the only "living thing" he could bring on this trip.
The next morning, the whistle signaling the team's assembly pierced the silence of the snowy plains. Zhou Weiguo's fingers, white as he gripped his Thompson submachine gun, looked at Lei Tao's stern profile. "Captain, this operation..." "I'll carry out this operation alone," Lei Tao interrupted him, pressing the quantum communicator into Zhou Weiguo's palm. "If you encounter new Japanese equipment, send the coordinates immediately."
Li Shuiyang hurried forward, but was pinned to his spot by Lei Tao's icy gaze. Chen Hu paused as he wiped the bandages, the newly healed wound beneath them aching slightly. "Take good care of the wounded." Lei Tao looked at Fan Xiaoyu, his fingertips brushing against the unmelted snow at her temples. "Especially, don't stop the combat training."
Meng Xiaoyu suddenly burst from the crowd, the tactical dagger leaving a red mark on her palm. Lei Tao wrapped her in his blood-stained military coat, the warmth of his lips, mingled with the smoke of gunpowder, imprinted on hers: "Wait for me." When he turned, his figure had already melted into the howling wind and snow.
After climbing over towering snow-capped mountains, Lei Tao activated the Bagua gyroscope system. Amidst the humming of time and space, he stumbled into a modern-day safehouse in Central Africa. Moldy bandages clung to his combat uniform. He ripped open his collar and rushed into the shower. As the hot water washed over his frostbitten back, the eagle-like gaze of the man in the mirror shone—a gaze that had witnessed countless life-or-death experiences.
After changing into camouflage pants and tactical sunglasses, Lei Tao sneaked into the city. Inside the tactical store, he fingertips traced a pair of nano winter coats: "Two with infrared suppression." The clerk glanced at the scabby bayonet wound on his wrist, his Adam's apple rolling as he handed over the packages. Lei Tao tossed out the snow-stained US dollar bills and disappeared around the corner in an instant.
When the iron gates of the black arms market opened, the stench of rancid blood filled the air. The seller pushed out a wooden crate, the metallic sheen of the TT-33 pistol gleaming coldly under the red light. Lei Tao raised his hand and pulled the trigger, the sound of gunfire ripping through the confined space. "Twenty guns, 200 magazines, 30,000 rounds of ammunition." Bundles of US dollars slammed onto the table, gunpowder residue rubbing against the seller's palms.
Three hours later, the iron door of the underground warehouse burst open. The arms owner and his strong men loaded wooden crates onto a military off-road vehicle, the clatter of crates echoing through the alleyway. Lei Tao single-handedly disassembled the firearms to inspect the rifling, his movements so fluid that the strong men unconsciously sped up.
"Brother, the secret compartment has three layers of protection." The boss handed him the car keys, sweat on his forehead. Lei Tao kicked the last box of bullets into the car, his tactical boots crushing the shell casings on the ground. "Leak the information, you know the consequences." Amid the roar of the engine, he saw the boss holding up the satellite phone in the rearview mirror. He sneered and turned into the alley, activating the car's jammer and Bagua gyro system simultaneously.
The moment the blue light of time and space engulfed the SUV, Lei Tao was already in the jungle. He stowed the vehicle away in the space. The metal fuselage of the F-35 fighter jet shone coldly in the moonlight. His fingertips brushed the surface of the fighter, inspecting the cannon and missile pylons, then he slid into the cockpit. The roar of the engine ignition shook the snow off the branches. The fighter jet streaked through the night sky, speeding towards the snowy plains of the northeast. The red dot on the instrument panel showed the coordinates of its destination.
The F-35 fighter jet pierced the clouds, the red light of the instrument panel flickering on Lei Tao's face. The sky spread into a silvery white, and the system prompt suddenly exploded: "Quantum interference field detected within a 50-kilometer radius, recommending immediate descent!" He yanked the joystick, and the fighter jet dived like an arrow, its wings brushing the treetops, startling a flock of crows.