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- Naoto Kan's vision went dark, his body swayed, and then the phone on line 3 rang again.
"Report! The Port of Nagoya was attacked by unknown militants, and all facilities at the port were destroyed. Mitsubishi Heavy Industries' military research institute and factory were also destroyed by rockets, with an unknown number of casualties."
"Uh!" Naoto Kan rolled his eyes, almost breathless, and threw the phone in his hand hard.
"Bunch of damn bastards, I will tear you into pieces."
¡°Those cabinet ministers can¡¯t sit still anymore. It seems that the terrorist attack that happened in Japan a few months ago is going to happen again, and their good days are coming to an end.
"Bang" Morimoto Toshi punched the desk hard, his whole face distorted: "Blood Wolf! It must be the Blood Wolf. Unexpectedly, he acted first and caught us off guard."
Naoto Kan roared angrily: "Didn't I say that the Red Army only has more than a hundred people? How can there be so many in one regiment? Did they all fall from the sky?"
Hearing Naoto Kan¡¯s roar, Minister of General Affairs Okadagawa snorted coldly: ¡°This is a problem of the intelligence department, Hirono Haruka cannot be blamed.¡±
Naoto Kan's face was very ugly: "Now is not the time to talk about this, we should find a way to solve the problem in Nagoya as soon as possible." After speaking, he turned his attention to Morimoto Satoshi.
??Toshi Morimoto said in a deep voice: "Now that the riots in Okinawa have almost been calmed down, we have ordered the 1st Airborne Division stationed on standby in Kyoto to go to support and we must annihilate them all there."
The eyes of the whole world are focused on Japan, especially those uncrowned kings who are on stimulants. The media reporters in Okinawa are all close to each other. Some drive, some fly, all rush to Nagoya like crazy.
The citizens of Nagoya hid in their homes and watched TV in horror. Especially those right-wingers who are always clamoring for the restoration of militarism and want to recreate the glory of the Japanese Empire in World War II. They are full of displeasure when they see their proud self-defense forces being beaten with holes by terrorists and running away with their heads in their hands. believe.
Yang Luo drove quickly towards Nagoya Prison. Along the way were all incited thugs with animalistic gleams in their eyes.
They screamed wildly, burned, killed and looted, and they would do anything to push women around whenever they came across them. If you encounter a virgin, she screams with excitement, and then uses a bayonet to pick up women's underwear stained with virgin blood and show it around. The unlucky one will be beaten into a honeycomb by the sudden appearance of the Self-Defense Forces.
Yang Luo drove the car quickly towards Nagoya Prison. The eight-gun rotary heavy machine gun in Hirono Jun's hand never stopped, and the shell casings were piled thickly at his feet. The brothers who were following behind leaned out of the car. window, shooting wildly to both sides.
¡°The fucking self-defense forces, the fucking police, the fucking thugs, they all kill without fail. As we drove by, the streets were filled with corpses, and bright red blood formed a stream and slowly flowed toward the sewer.
This is heaven, this is hell, this is a world where demons are dancing, there is no humanity here, there is only massacre.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
"Boom!"
¡°Boom!!!!¡±
The chief of the Nagoya Police Department lay covered in blood behind a disabled car, howling hoarsely: "Kill them quickly, kill them quickly."
The director was unlucky enough. He received an order to cooperate with the 2nd Division to carry out the killing operation. For fear of causing panic among citizens, the police's task is to organize police forces to maintain order. Originally, there was nothing wrong with him, all he had to do was send the deputy director. But this guy has his own Xiao Jiujiu. He believes that it is not easy to dispatch a division of troops to deal with the Chinese soldiers and the shabby Red Army. So for my own credit, I went to the scene to direct in person.
Unexpectedly, before they took action, they were actually attacked by a terrorist. A building next to him was blown down and he was almost buried alive.
When he ran out with a dozen surviving policemen, he met the Red Army who had experienced hundreds of battles. He was lucky enough to throw away the bodies of his men and let him run away again.
With great difficulty, we gathered together a dozen police officers who were scurrying around, trembling and shivering, trying to hide here and there to find the Self-Defense Forces. But unfortunately he met Yang Luo. Looking at the speeding convoy, especially the heavy machine gun that breathed fire snakes, he seemed to see the god of death waving to him.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
¡°Bah bang bang¡¡±
A crater dozens of meters long appeared on the hard concrete floor, with gravel and bullets flying in the air.
Those policemen who were hiding behind the bunker and shaking desperately heard the chief's screams and felt the bullets in their bodies.??. Flying overhead, he looked at the police gun in his hand that looked like a fire stick, and then looked at the battered and mutilated body of his colleague lying in a pool of blood not far away, and he cursed in his heart.
I¡¯m going to use this fucking fire stick to fight a heavy machine gun? There is no way to send someone to die like this.
Yang Luo laughed wildly: "Sit tight."
Hironojun stopped pulling the trigger and held on to the car door, while the four brothers behind also put down their guns and held on to the armrest.
Yang Luo stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel suddenly at an intersection ahead. The tires screeched against the ground, a burst of smoke rose from the ground, and the smell of burnt rubber floated in the air.
The commercial car made a beautiful and elegant appearance, and drove forward without losing speed. Yang Luocai was not in the mood to care about those police officers. Those Red Army brothers and thugs running around will be very willing to play with the police.
In just a few minutes, it seemed like a century had passed for the policemen. When they felt that the enemy on the opposite side had disappeared, they dared to slowly raise their heads. But God seemed to like to play tricks on them. The excitement of escaping from death had not yet disappeared. A group of thugs with weapons suddenly appeared on the opposite side. It seemed that there were nearly a hundred people in number.
And those thugs also discovered them. How could those thugs let go of the opportunity to beat up the drowned dog? What's more, they still have guns in their hands, and some even have grenades. After a brief look at each other, one by one rushed over with their guns raised and howling.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
Bullets rained down like raindrops. Unprepared, more than a dozen police officers were splashed with blood and fell to the ground unwillingly. They didn't expect that the bastard who usually ran away when he saw them would actually become their terminator today.
"Crunch" Yang Luo stepped on the brakes, looked at the ruins in front of him and said: "It seems we have to walk over." After saying that, he picked up the heavy machine gun and got out of the car.
Seeing that the wound on Yang Luo's shoulder was bleeding, Hong Yejun was filled with gratitude. If it hadn't been for Yang Luo, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to stand here: "Is the wound okay?"
Yang Luo grinned: "This little injury won't kill me."
Hong Yejun looked down at Yang Luo's abdomen. The bright red blood had stained his clothes: "Where is the wound on your abdomen?"
Yang Luo stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips: "Don't worry! You will definitely not die."
¡°Buzz buzz¡¡±
Just as Toshihiro Hirono was about to speak, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took out the phone and pressed the answer button: "I know, execute plan C immediately. Also notify the third team to pay attention to Tokyo. If any abnormality is found, plan D will be activated. "
Yang Luo looked at Hong Yejun and said, "Is there any movement in Kyoto?"
Hiroshi Jun nodded: "The First Airborne Division is gathering."
"Pa" Yang Luo snapped his fingers: "Notify the brothers outside and rush to Nagoya Prison with extra arms."
"Dingling bell"
The phone of the crisis management center rang rapidly again. A staff member picked up the phone and trembled when he heard the voice inside.
"Report! Kyoto suffered a terrorist attack, Kyoto Prefecture was captured, and all officials were killed."
"Uh" Naoto Kan really couldn't bear it anymore, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
The ministers and staff gathered around with a shout: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, Your Excellency, Prime Minister."
Naoto Kan slowly opened his eyes, and he didn't realize it until now. The enemy they faced this time was a world-recognized special warfare expert, a soldier who had stepped out of the flames of war, and an insidious, cunning, and bloodthirsty wolf. How could it be possible to let the Kyoto and Tokyo garrisons closest to Nagoya run to support.
The crowd helped Naoto Kan to a chair, and Morimoto Satoshi asked worriedly: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, are you okay?"
Naoto Kan waved his hand with a pale face: "Order the airborne division to enter Kyoto and eliminate the terrorists as quickly as possible."
??Toshi Morimoto said: "What should we do in Nagoya? In addition to the garrison in Tokyo, if we let the Self-Defense Forces from other places pass, it will take at least three hours. By then"
Naoto Kan roared angrily: "Can't a division in Nakamura hold on for three hours?"
Morimoto Satoshi stopped talking. Naoto Kan was right. Because large-scale riots have not yet occurred in Kyoto, the First Airborne Division will definitely control the situation when it enters the city. As for the terrorists who occupy the government, there is nothing to worry about.
When Yang Luo and the others passed through the ruins, Hong Yejun said strangely: "Why are there no Self-Defense Forces setting up checkpoints?"
Yang Luo smiled: "Nagoya is so big, there are rioters everywhere, plus our??, a division invested in it is just a drop in the ocean. Without reinforcements, there would be no troops to block the road. "
Hong Yejun nodded and walked to a military truck whose front was flattened by a huge cement block: "Move the stone and see if it can still be driven."
"Hi!"
More than a dozen Red Army brothers worked hard to move the huge cement block away. Yang Luo got on the truck and tinkered for a long time when a roar came from the engine of the military truck.
"Damn it! Who said Japanese cars are of poor quality? I'm going to kill them." Yang Luo cursed fiercely.
Hong Yejun waved his hand, and the Red Army brothers jumped into the car, and Hong Yejun sat in the passenger seat.
More than 20 minutes later, Yang Luo parked the car on the roadside one kilometer away from Nagoya Prison. They had just gotten off the bus, and dozens of people stood up in the withered grass on both sides of the road.
"Chief!" A young man with the smell of gunpowder smoke came over and shouted.
Hong Yejun nodded: "Have you brought all the weapons?"
The young man nodded, then waved his hand, and a heavy truck drove over behind a slope in the distance.
Yang Luo put the heavy machine gun on his shoulder, then looked at the time: "Let's go!"
Yang Luo appeared in front of the gate of Nagoya Prison carrying an eight-gun revolving heavy machine gun in a swagger. Two guards looked at Yang Luo and the others, raised the guns in their hands, and asked in a trembling voice: "You who are you? , what do you want to do?¡±
Yang Luo grinned, showing his neat white teeth: "Idiot!" After speaking, he waved his hand suddenly, "Brothers, let's get to work."
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