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The phone in the crisis management center rang urgently and untimely. Everyone turned to look at the phone, feeling a bad feeling well up in their hearts.
A staff member picked up the phone and swayed when he heard the voice inside. The phone fell to the ground without holding it. Seeing this scene, Naoto Kan knew something was wrong.
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister! Terrorists fled the port of Nagoya. There were about thirty speedboats. They had rockets, cloud bombs and thermobaric bombs. Two helicopters were shot down and a frigate was severely damaged. The Coast Guard is encircling them. , but the opponent's firepower was too strong and the losses were heavy.
"Haha" Tojo Hidetaka burst out laughing loudly: "Immediately order the Eighth-Eight Fleet to block the sea area. I don't believe they can fly out."
The winding and desolate road penetrated deep into the Suzuka Mountains from a distance, and a dilapidated convoy came jolting slowly. Slowly, the car stopped at the foot of the mountain. Yang Luo got out of the car and looked up at the mountains in front of him.
"is it here?"
The ghost fox stood beside him and said: "Yes!"
Yang Luo looked at the wounds that had been treated on Hong Yejun and Nakahara Jing: "Are the wounds on your bodies okay?"
Hong Yejun smiled: "The bullet has been taken out, there is no big problem. On your side, the wound on your abdomen has opened again, and now your shoulder is injured again, can you hold on?"
Yang Luo grinned: "Let's go!"
Night comes quietly, the mountains are getting higher and higher and more dangerous, and the tall and dense primitive jungle blocks the starlight in the sky.
I don¡¯t know when it started, thick fog rose in the dense forest, and the shrill and long calls of night birds made the primitive jungle in the night even more weird and terrifying.
The ghost fox led the way with a miniature flashlight. Every time he stepped on the thick rotten leaves under his feet, there was a thumping sound, and the pungent sour smell and stench made people sick.
Yang Luo looked at the time, frowned and said, "How far is it?"
The ghost fox stopped and looked around with a flashlight, then walked a few steps forward and came to a tree, only to see a deep scratch on the trunk.
"It should be arriving soon."
Yang Luo nodded: "Let's go!" After walking for more than three hours, his eyes suddenly opened up, and there was a cliff in front of him. The fog was much lighter at this time, and the moonlight was pouring down through the thin dark clouds on the horizon.
The ghost fox pointed at his feet: "That's the valley below. We go around it on the right and we can go down in about an hour."
Yang Luo looked down and saw a few lights flashing under the dark valley: "Zhongyuan Jing, take the people down to investigate, and then wait for us, while the others rest where they are."
"Yes!" Zhongyuan Jing waved and led his two brothers to run quickly to the right along the cliff and quickly disappeared into the night.
Half an hour later, Yang Luo stood up and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!"
Dozens of people walked quietly down the mountain. When they came down the mountain and were about to approach the mouth of the valley, Yang Luo's right arm shook slightly, the saber slipped from his hand, and his body suddenly jumped out and threw himself towards a tree in front of him on the left. Down.
"It's me!" Zhongyuan Jing looked at the tip of the knife, which was only half a centimeter away from his throat, and broke into a cold sweat.
Yang Luo chuckled: "You are so vigilant." After saying that, he stood up.
Zhongyuan Jing said with lingering fear: "It's not that I'm not vigilant, it's that you are too powerful."
This flattery was very useful to Yang Luo: "How is it? How many secret whistles and how many open whistles?"
Zhongyuan Jing said: "No hidden sentry was found, and there were only two open sentinels." Then he pointed to a slope in the valley, "That is a satellite signal tower, there are five people there. There is a cave about five hundred meters away from here, maybe It¡¯s where they rest, and there are five people standing guard outside, and there¡¯s also a helicopter.¡±
Yang Luo touched his chin and looked at both sides of the valley: "A helicopter can actually land in the valley?"
Zhongyuan Jing said: "It's very spacious inside, with a lot of space."
Yang Luo nodded, looked at the ghost fox and said: "You stay here." After saying this, he ordered, "Hirono Jun, you and your people will blow up the satellite signal tower. You must not let Ohno Jun know that we are still alive." Send it out, otherwise there will be trouble Zhongyuan Jing, you take the people to blow up the helicopter and act on time in ten minutes. "
"yes!"
Hong Yejun and his men slowly approached the satellite signal tower. Yang Luo and Zhongyuan Jing bent down and quickly sneaked into the deep valley under the cover of night.
A gust of biting cold wind blew, and the five members of the Black Dragon Society who were guarding under the satellite signal tower shivered.
A skinny guy wrapped himself upHe put on the clothes and complained: "Damn it! The weather is getting colder and colder, and our life is getting more and more difficult."
Another person said: "I heard that many brothers were lost last night, I don't know if it is true or not."
"Didn't you see that the president came back with only a dozen people? It seems that he suffered a big loss this time."
"Okay! It's better not to talk about such things." A big man who was about two meters tall said coldly, then unbuttoned his trouser pockets, and there was a sound of running water.
None of them noticed that there were more than a dozen black figures lying not far behind them, and those dozen pairs of cold eyes with a hint of chill stared at them closely. The black muzzle was already pointed at their heads.
Yang Luo and his men lay down behind a huge rock. Not far away was a huge cave entrance, illuminated by several strong spotlights as bright as day.
Five members of the Black Dragon Society wearing camouflage and holding MP5s were walking back and forth at the entrance of the cave. Judging from their laziness, it was obvious that the place had been quiet for too long, causing them to lose their vigilance.
Yang Luo licked his dry lips, glanced at his watch, and scurried out from behind the boulder like a cheetah.
"Action!"
¡°Bang! Bang! Bang!!!!¡±
Five crisp gunshots resounded through the mist-shrouded valley, and a bloody flower burst out from the heads of the five people at the entrance of the cave. Immediately afterwards, gunfire rang out from the excavated slope, and a loud bang came from the satellite signal tower and the apron at the same time. The ground beneath his feet shook suddenly, and flames shot into the sky.
"What's going on?" More than a dozen members of the Black Dragon Society ran out of the cave in a panic.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
¡°Puff puff puff More than a dozen shrill screams were heard, and large sheets of blood mist erupted on a dozen people.
"The enemy" A guy just ran out and was shot in the head.
The shrill alarm sounded throughout the valley, and the cave was in chaos. At this time, Yang Luo had already rushed to the entrance of the cave and shouted: "Grenade!"
¡°Needless to say, the Red Army brothers behind him had already thrown grenades into the cave.
"Boom!"
"Boom! Boom!!!!"
Rubbles were flying, fierce firelight mixed with burnt corpse fragments swept out of the cave.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
Dense bullets poured into the hole. Taro Ito shot desperately, covered in blood, and the last brother fell. Knowing that the situation was over, he took the gun and ran staggeringly towards the depths of the cave. Inside were dozens of rooms carved out of the cave walls.
Ohno Yuichi sat on his knees in a room, holding a samurai sword with a cold light in his hand and wiping it gently. On the wall behind him, there was a big word "forbearance" hanging on it.
"President, please hurry up and leave in the secret passage." Taro Ito fell down in front of Ohno Yuichi with a plop.
Ohno Yuichi raised his head slightly and saw that more than a dozen wounds on Taro Ito's body were bleeding. He did not speak, but looked at the man in front of him who had always been loyal to him quietly without any expression. His breath became weaker and weaker, his pupils slowly expanded, his body twitched for a while, and finally calmed down.
Ohno Yuichi¡¯s calm face moved, and his emotionless eyes softened. Taro Ito was so seriously injured that he could still run back and ask him to leave. This is a lot of perseverance.
"Crack! Pah! Pah!!!"
Heavy and rhythmic footsteps came from outside. Ohno Yuichi lowered his head and continued to wipe the katana, very lightly and gently, as if he was touching the body of his beloved woman, and he was afraid that he would hurt it with a little force.
"Ohno Yuichi, what's wrong? Don't you want to welcome an old friend?" The voice was a little hoarse, but very penetrating.
Ohno Yuichi smiled slightly, raised his head and looked at the man in front of him who exuded a strong aura: "Are we friends?"
Yang Luo grinned silently, showing his white teeth, slowly walked to Ohno Yuichi, and sat down on the ground.
"Aren't we friends?"
Ohno Yuichi looked at Yang Luo, the corners of his eyes twitched, and veins popped out in the hand holding the katana. Too close, too close. With just a wave of his hand, the guy in front of him who he hated so much would be sprayed with blood five feet away.
Yang Luo naturally picked up the teapot on the low table, poured a cup of tea, then raised his head to drink the teacup slowly.
Ohno Xiong's eyes were fixed on Yang Luo's rolling Adam's apple, and he didn't even look at the group of Red Army brothers standing behind Yang Luo. There was a voice in his heart that kept shouting to him. Kill him, kill him, ??With a wave of your hand, you can get rid of this powerful enemy of the Japanese Empire.
Ohno Yuichi¡¯s hand holding the knife began to tremble slightly, and his body was soaked with sweat. Just when he made up his mind and was about to take action, Yang Luo put the teacup beside his mouth on the low table.
Ohno Yuichi¡¯s tense body suddenly relaxed and he sighed secretly. What a great opportunity, I missed it like this.
A strange smile appeared at the corner of Yang Luo's mouth: "Ohno Yuichi, you didn't even take action on such a good opportunity just now. I really think highly of you."
As the president of the Black Dragon Society, he is definitely a heroic figure. He didn't care about death. But facing Yang Luo, there was always an inexplicable fear in his heart.
Yang Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "If you want to die with dignity, then use your Japanese Bushido spirit and commit suicide by committing seppuku."
Ohno Yuichi closed his eyes and suppressed the fear in his heart. Suddenly he opened his eyes again and swung the hand holding the knife towards Yang Luo.
"Haha" Yang Luo laughed wildly, leaned his upper body back, and the saber that fell in his hand curled up, and quickly passed by Ohno Yuichi's throat.
A drop of blood flew in the air, Ohno Yuichi stared at the bright smile on Yang Luo's face with unwilling eyes.
"Gurgling" He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but there was a gurgling sound in his throat, and a large mouthful of blood gushes out of his mouth.
Yang Luo stood up and walked out: "Ever since the day you decided to be my enemy, today's outcome has been destined." Then he walked out, "There must be clean clothes here, find them and change them. There is something to eat, let¡¯s go after eating.¡±
A trace of white appeared in the eastern sky, and the chilly morning breeze gently blew over Yang Luo's face. He took a deep breath. Smelling the air without any pollution and the smell of earth made him feel good.
The ghost fox came over and flirtatiously flipped his wind-blown hair: "Where are we going?"
Yang Luo opened his mouth and breathed: "Go home!"
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