Watching Xu Ze carry Qing Niao on his back, bouncing forward across the ruins of the courtyard at a speed that was anything but slow, the stunned chunin gripped his katana with both hands, let out a roar, and chased after Xu Ze.
No matter what the reason was, this chunin was certain the opponent was absolutely not some heavenly-level master. Just from the look of him, he was at most about equal in strength to himself. It was only because of some unknown reason that his cross darts weren’t working.
So this chunin, full of resentment, chased after the opponent, swearing to cut him into ten thousand pieces. As a noble chunin, he had been ambushed with explosives, lost three genin-level subordinates, and had the prisoner he was guarding taken right from under him. This was absolutely intolerable…
If he let the opponent escape so easily, not only would he have no face left to show himself in Japan, but he had also sworn to the Defense Agency that no one could possibly take this spy from under his watch. Now that such a blunder had occurred, if he couldn’t bring the man back, his only option would be seppuku to atone…
He had originally thought that in a place only a few dozen kilometers from Tokyo, even if someone had the guts to come rescue the prisoner, they would only sneak in quietly to their deaths. He had never imagined the opponent would actually dare use such a spectacular method. How was this any different from a full military assault?
“#%&*##￥%……” The famous Japanese chunin, Takeyama Ichiro, roared wildly, his short radish-like legs pumping furiously as he raised his small katana and chased after Xu Ze.
Xu Ze ran forward the whole way, but with Qing Niao—over a hundred jin—on his back, his speed really couldn’t keep up. He had just run out of the estate when Takeyama Ichiro caught up to him.
Hearing the sounds behind him getting closer and closer, Xu Ze felt secretly frustrated. His left hand pulled another grenade from his waist and threw it backward at Takeyama Ichiro.
Takeyama Ichiro truly lived up to his chunin rank. Seeing a high-explosive grenade flying toward him, he swung his katana upward like a baseball bat and knocked the grenade flying. It exploded far away in midair.
Xu Ze watched his thrown grenade explode dozens of meters away and felt a chill in his heart. He secretly thought that thankfully today’s C4 had been powerful enough to kill a few of the ninjas. Otherwise, if he had really faced all four ninjas of this caliber, it would have been truly difficult to rescue Qing Niao today…
Uh… if all four were really as strong as this ninja, forget rescuing Qing Niao—even escaping safely himself would have been no easy task…
Thinking this way, Xu Ze couldn’t afford to worry about it now. His left hand also pulled the other pistol from his left thigh. Two guns, aimed backward, firing continuously.
Seeing the two pistols in front firing again and again, Takeyama Ichiro behind him was so frustrated his eyes rolled back. Was there ever such a despicable Chinese warrior? According to his seniors, Chinese warriors in the past were all honorable and upright. Even if they had you surrounded, they would still send one person out to duel you.
How was it that nowadays Chinese warriors not only ambushed, but also used mines, explosives, pistols—everything? Where was the warrior spirit?
Takeyama Ichiro was frustrated, but the guns in the opponent’s hands weren’t fake, and the bullets they fired weren’t made of wood. So he could only use all his agility techniques to dodge the bullets flying at him.
Fortunately, agility techniques had always been a specialty of ninjas. Dodging these bullets wasn’t particularly difficult. But being shot at by that string of bullets, when he had been only a few meters away from catching the opponent, he was now pushed back dozens of meters again.
Meanwhile, Xu Ze was being chased relentlessly by Takeyama Ichiro, and he too felt secretly frustrated. He could already hear the roar of helicopters from over there. He thought to himself that if he had known C4 could achieve this level of power, he would have had Zha Mu get a Barrett and wait over there. Just one shot for this chunin, and everything would have been fine…
“Uh… I wonder if Zha Mu even knows how to use a Barrett…” Xu Ze smacked his lips. As both guns clicked empty, Xu Ze tossed one away, then freed a hand to pull a magazine from his pocket and reload. He ran while turning his head to look back.
At this moment, the ninja was still behind him, raising that katana and chasing desperately. Looking at the opponent’s running posture, it really was professional. No wonder those short radish legs could chase so fast.
Xu Ze mocked him maliciously while running desperately forward. There were still a few hundred meters to that seaside cliff. It looked like it would take a while to get there.
Xu Ze reached back and fired a few shots, then pulled another grenade and threw it behind him.
At the same time, his vision began to flicker rapidly. The image of the ninja chasing behind him appeared in his sight, and a small box tightly locked onto the ninja’s figure.
Xu Ze was about to order the rocket launcher over there to blast this ninja, but then he suddenly heard the helicopter getting closer and closer. He hesitated for a moment, then didn’t give the order to fire.
The rocket launcher’s power wasn’t great, and the distance was too far. Even if he fired, it might not hit this ninja. It was better to save it for blocking the helicopter behind…
From the sound, although it wasn’t an attack helicopter, those heavy machine guns and rocket launchers on board were probably unavoidable. There might even be snipers. Being targeted by those things would be painful…
If he couldn’t be killed by machine gun fire or rocket launchers, then this joke would get out of hand…
So Xu Ze forcibly suppressed the urge to blast this ninja with the rocket launcher. Instead, he turned around, and the pistol in his hand fired wildly at the ninja.
The rate of fire of bullets wasn’t slow for ordinary people, but for ninjas—especially mid-to-high-level ninjas like this—the effect was indeed somewhat lacking.
Xu Ze held the pistol and fired continuously. The ninja not only dodged several bullets with two flips, but also used his katana to block two of them… This made Xu Ze truly admire him…
He estimated that if he were holding this thing in his hand, facing someone with a gun, without the system’s protective shield, he would really feel a bit uneasy…
Soon enough, the pistol’s bullets were spent. Xu Ze gritted his teeth, threw the empty gun at the ninja, then pulled several grenades from his waist, and with a sudden swing of his hand, threw them at the ninja.
At this moment, Takeyama Ichiro saw Xu Ze actually turn around and stop running. He was delighted. He dodged several bullets, raised his katana, and assumed a stance ready to attack—only to see the opponent’s hand swing, and four or five grenades come flying over.
Seeing the opponent actually pull this despicable move again, a flash of shame and anger crossed Takeyama Ichiro’s eyes. His katana flickered several times, then with two more agile moves, he actually knocked all the grenades flying. They exploded far away around them, not harming either of them at all.
Takeyama Ichiro glared, roared, and then pounced toward Xu Ze. At this moment, he was very confident. At this distance, the opponent absolutely could not escape anymore. He could only take his attack head-on.
Moreover, Takeyama Ichiro had already seen that the opponent seemed to have no close-combat weapon on him. Dealing with the opponent like this would really not be too difficult.
So Takeyama Ichiro was very excited. He thought to himself, this Chinese finally had a bit of warrior spirit, willing to formally fight him.
But of course, he had thought wrong. Xu Ze had always been the type to return an inch of respect with a foot of his own. He was still somewhat polite to people like Akita, but toward someone like Takeyama Ichiro, he was never polite.
So when he saw Takeyama Ichiro raise his katana and charge over, Xu Ze’s lips curved in a faint smile. He assumed a stance as if preparing to meet the challenge, but at this moment, the fingers of his right hand had already curled slightly.
Seeing the opponent really stay in place and assume a fighting stance, a sinister smile flashed in Takeyama Ichiro’s eyes. He rushed forward and swung his katana down hard at Xu Ze.
He was very confident. This Chinese had no close-combat weapon in his hand. Under his full-force lightning slash, there was absolutely no room to dodge. At the very least, he would have half an arm cut off.
But halfway through the swing, he saw that the opponent’s eyes showed no fear at all—instead, there seemed to be a hint of triumph.
Takeyama Ichiro was still in shock when he saw a faint red light glow, then felt his hand suddenly become light. The hundred-times-refined fine steel katana had silently broken into two pieces.
Then that faint red light was rapidly slicing toward him. Takeyama Ichiro stared in shock at that red line of light, truly unable to believe what this thing was… Why could it so easily cut through his hundred-times-refined fine steel blade?
But soon, he had no chance to think anymore. This meter-long line of light instantly reached his body. Takeyama Ichiro instinctively tried to draw the other short blade at his waist to block, but because his charge had been too fast, before he could pull out the short blade, he ran head-on into that red line of light.
Then, he felt his strength suddenly leave him. And then… he saw his own feet, and above the feet was half a body, and above that there was nothing at all…
Watching the laser in his hand easily cut the opponent neatly into two sections, Xu Ze looked at this scene. Although he was long used to the organs inside the human body, seeing the scene before his eyes still made his stomach churn a little.
Without further hesitation, he turned and continued running forward. The helicopter behind was chasing over, and several armored vehicles behind were also catching up one after another. If he didn’t run now, it would be hard to escape later…
After running desperately for a while, there were only about two hundred meters left to the seaside cliff ahead. But the helicopter had also begun shining a searchlight over, illuminating Xu Ze far away within its circle of light.
At the same time, the machine gun on the helicopter began to fire…
Xu Ze snorted lightly. In his vision, the situation in the air behind him quickly appeared. A helicopter was now in the picture. A soldier was leaning half his body out, thanklessly operating a machine gun fixed at the cabin door, wildly strafing toward him.
In his vision, a small box appeared again. After two shakes, it quickly locked onto the helicopter’s position…
“Attack…” At Xu Ze’s command, two rockets shot out with a “whoosh, whoosh” from the small hill nearby, flying toward the helicopter in the air.
The soldier at the cabin door looked toward the sound and saw two trails of fire shooting toward him. In midair, he screamed in terror and jumped out of the helicopter… trying to escape with his life.
But at this moment, he forgot that the helicopter was still at least thirty meters above the ground—about the height of six stories…
With a “boom,” the helicopter in the air was hit by two rockets in succession, then exploded into a flower of fire in midair…
Xu Ze turned his head and glanced at that flower of fire, couldn’t help but chuckle, then strode toward the seaside cliff.
At this moment, three or four hundred meters away, several armored vehicles were also speeding toward this side. A soldier on top of one vehicle, seeing far away under the firelight in the sky a person carrying the imprisoned spy running toward the cliff, couldn’t help but shout loudly, then kept operating the heavy machine gun on the vehicle roof, strafing toward that figure.
But at a distance of three or four hundred meters, how could he possibly hit Xu Ze so far away…
However, the several armored vehicles behind also saw Xu Ze’s figure now. They began to spread out, closing in on Xu Ze from all sides. Over there was a cliff—no matter how the opponent ran, he couldn’t escape. Moreover, there were still hundreds of ground troops on both sides, already following drill procedures and closing in from all around. He had no way out at all, unless the opponent risked jumping off the cliff into the sea…
But that cliff was sixty or seventy meters high, and he was still carrying a person on his back. Jumping into the sea was basically suicide…
So these Self-Defense Force personnel were all very confident. They would capture this damned Chinese. Even if they couldn’t capture him, they could fish his corpse out of the sea afterward…
The only thing that frustrated them was that destroyed estate. That place was said to have Defense Agency experts stationed there, and they had even captured several Chinese special forces members recently. But how had it been blown to this state by a single person today, and that spy had been successfully rescued…
At this moment, Xu Ze finally ran panting to the top of the cliff. He stuck his head out to look at the surging waves below, couldn’t help but let out a breath, turned his head to look at those armored vehicles still a few hundred meters away, and the vaguely visible Self-Defense Force soldiers closing in from all around in a skirmish line. Xu Ze smiled lightly, then retreated backward more than ten meters…
He turned around, waved toward the armored vehicles behind him, then began accelerating toward the cliff edge. After a running start, he charged off the cliff…
