Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 100 Operation Seoul ()

What a blessing!
Seeing Huang Mao dragging the Lord into the latter's exclusive elevator and pressing the button to go directly to the top floor, Fujiwara Masato couldn't help but sigh.

Today, Fujiwara Masato asked Huang Mao to come here simply because he wanted to explore the way and take a look at the basic structure of the building.

He didn't know that today, September 19th, was a holy day in the True Christianity, the day when the so-called first Lord came to earth. He didn't know that there would be such a coincidence that someone would ask Huang Maoman to repair the air conditioner in the building.

By letting Huang Mao wander around, doesn't this mean giving Masato Fujiwara a great opportunity?
He seized this opportunity. Huang Mao went to the main control room on the fifteenth floor of the building to repair the air conditioner. After the repair was completed, the second the latter and the security guard turned around and left the room, several big men jumped out of the room.

Before the security guard sitting in front of the surveillance screen realized what was happening, a bayonet penetrated his heart from behind, and he died quickly and neatly.

The control room suddenly fell under the control of Masato Fujiwara, who immediately had someone cut off the external network of the control room.

Then wherever Huang Mao went, after he left, stormtroopers wearing camouflage combat uniforms, tactical vests and bulletproof armor appeared from somewhere.

Thanks to the cheap goods from a large Eastern country, now the soldiers under Masato Fujiwara, in addition to street gangsters, all volunteers can wear the same "Interceptor" bulletproof armor of the US military, with shoulder pads, neck pads, and crotch protectors. Everything.

As for why the street gangsters are not equipped with a set, the reason is also very simple. The overall weight of this set of protective gear is about ten kilograms, which is just too much for the physical strength of the street gangsters.

"Praise to Christ!!!" the believers shouted such slogans, and twenty or thirty people bravely rushed to the building like the Crusaders in history.

"The Lord has been kidnapped. Let's rush in and rescue the Lord!" I don't know who shouted in the crowd.

The submachine gun was empty of bullets. The four stormtroopers immediately stepped back to clear the shooting range. The three riflemen immediately raised their AK74 assault rifles and fired at the crowd in front.

But who allowed the control room to be controlled by playing cards? The rifleman inside thought he was farting and didn't even listen to the orders given by the building supervisor to the control room.

In fact, the volunteer riflemen and stormtroopers actually have physical problems. They can wear this protective gear to fill the line. However, if they fight in the wild and run long distances, they will not be able to bear it.

Stepping through the broken glass door of the building, these believers saw the bodyguards in suits and the brides lying on the ground. The scarlet blood was particularly dazzling on the white wedding dresses.

The people who can follow the Lord closely after such a holy day ceremony are basically either leaders such as the Bishop of the Truth Christ, or true believers and fanatics.

Now that the Lord is in trouble, their reaction is obvious.

According to the regulations of True Christianity, all employee elevators should be closed at this time, and Huang Mao should have no chance to meet the Lord on the first floor.

The beautiful fan-shaped barrage fired by the four stormtroopers perfectly covered the open space at the entrance of the gate, and the believers running on the fast ground also fell one after another.

"Ahhh!" An angry believer rushed to the front and shouted at the top of his lungs. Then... he was hit by a hail of bullets and fell down on his head. He was hit hard on the ground without any movement. .

Although everyone heard the intensive gunshots that had just come from the building, and some believers standing at the front saw that the Lord's bodyguard was killed by bullets, under this shout, many people still responded without thinking. stood up.

The seven heavily armed camouflage militants standing next to the corpse highlighted the tragic and tragic scene.

After Huang Mao wandered around like this, the entire Truth Christian Building was basically controlled by Fujiwara Masato. Except for the possible secret passages that were not clear yet, the building's elevators, stairs, and safety passages were all guarded.

The four stormtroopers standing at the front were the first to fire. Two of them were kneeling on the ground. The Ingram submachine guns they held in their arms fired from two directions. Amidst the vibration of the muzzle and the long gun flame, , the magazine of thirty bullets was wiped out.

When the so-called Lord led people towards the building, Huang Mao also happened to take the staff elevator down at the right time.

The Lord was immediately captured alive.

Just after Huang Mao dragged people into the elevator, the believers outside the building finally discovered what happened inside the building.

The followers of Truth Christian charged fiercely, and the seven poker gunmen opened fire without any hesitation.

Fortunately, Fujiwara Masato does not need them to run long distances today. Indoor combat effectively saves their physical energy, so that this equipment will not become a burden to them.

So, what seemed like a coincidence, but was actually a deliberate arrangement, happened.

The continuous fire of four submachine guns had actually defeated the charge of the fanatical believers. The most fanatical group of people rushed at the front, and then they were also the first to fall.

The believers in the second and third rows tried to hide, but in this unobstructed first-floor hall, they could not hide anything, let alone get down. The distance between the enemy and ourselves was really too close, and the former could only He was shot straight up.

In such chaos, it was not that no believers tried to fight back. Among the chaotic believers, some men in suits pulled out pistols and opened fire into the building.

The volunteer riflemen were unmoved. Although their character profiles stated that they were not elites and were just militia cannon fodder filling in the lines, their courage was no worse than that of professional soldiers.

Half-kneeling on the ground, they calmly opened fire in the direction of the gunfire. One of them also received a pistol bullet during the shooting, and the bullet hit the latter's chest with a crisp crack. He shook his body.

The bullet did not penetrate the protection composed of the bulletproof ceramic plate and Kevlar fiber, and this was only a pistol bullet, and it might not be possible to replace it with a full-power rifle bullet, so this bullet was only a near miss.

The believers were defeated by the shooting of the three riflemen. They fled back crying and shouting, without the fanaticism and fearlessness of half a minute ago.

The stormtroopers who retreated to the back changed their magazines, and they discovered that they no longer needed to participate in the battle ahead.

In less than three minutes, the seven gunmen fired one hundred and twenty rounds of pistol bullets and ninety rounds of rifle bullets, producing corpses that could cover the hall on the first floor. The open space outside the building was also covered in red. cover.

How many people died?
I don’t know, but looking at it from Fujiwara Masato’s third-person perspective, he only felt that the ground ahead was full of Koreans and pools of blood. He was extremely satisfied.

However, he was satisfied, but the first floor was not a place where he could stay for a long time. After the seven people had completed reloading, Fujiwara Masato ordered them to take the elevator and evacuate to the fifteenth floor. That was the control room and could not be lost.

Apart from this, the floors below the fifteenth floor are not that important and should be abandoned.

Although Fujiwara Masato has placed five seven-person armed teams and four three-person sniper teams into this building, a total of forty-seven armed personnel appeared here.

If Huang Mao, the team directly under his leadership, and the street gangsters in the monitoring room are included, Poker will use more than 60 people this time. But it is obviously unrealistic to expect just this few people to control the whole building.

Therefore, it is better to selectively abandon some unimportant places and focus on protecting important areas and carry out key protection.

Although Fujiwara Masato has recently crammed in some military knowledge and played some hard-core military games, in fact his military ability is only slightly better than that of a military blind person.

Therefore, he was self-aware and did not mess around. Before the operation began, Fujiwara Masato deliberately put his sea lion special team into the building.

And after the operation began, Captain Jack was asked to take over the command and be responsible for the entire defense deployment of the building. Four sniper teams were deployed between the fifteenth and thirtieth floors of the building, closely monitoring the roofs near the Truth Building.

In addition, according to Captain Jack's order, two armed teams monitored the elevators and stairs of the building respectively. The remaining two teams served as reserve teams, and the Sea Lion Special Team he led was a mobile team.

As for Huang Mao... he has his own job.

While Captain Jack was busy arranging defense work, he was on the 29th floor of the Truth Building, leading people to take action against Truth.

"Stop his bleeding first." Huang Mao raised his chin and ordered the person next to him to step forward.

The latter took the first aid kit and walked to the Lord lying on the ground. Ignoring his expression and nagging, he tore open the hem of his white robe and exposed the wound before starting to deal with it.

The method used by volunteer riflemen to deal with gunshot wounds is the battlefield first aid technique used by battlefield first aid soldiers. The most notable feature of this method is that it is very rough and everything is done quickly and urgently.

The consequences of being rough are painful.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." How could the human-looking Lord have ever suffered like this? He suddenly screamed, and the pain caused cold sweat to form on his forehead.

Unlike knife wounds, the treatment of gunshot wounds is very troublesome. Knife wounds are generally linear. If you only consider hemostasis, wrap and wrap it with a bandage to close the open wound, which can generally achieve hemostasis.

A gunshot wound is different. It is an eye, and the bullet penetrates deep into the wound. If you are unlucky enough to hit a major artery, the wounded person will basically be hanging. If not, there is still a lot of hope.

The gunshot wound on the Lord's thigh was very good. It did not hit the main artery or bone. The bullet passed through the wound and brought out two holes.

The rifleman discovered this situation when he was treating the wound. He called another person, and then the two of them took gauze and stuffed it into the gun hole with a special technique.

Yes, this is the troublesome part of gunshot wounds. It's useless to just wrap gauze on the surface. You have to go up into it, stuff the gauze in with your fingers, and push it in with all your strength against the blood that keeps pouring out. , plug the wound inside.

Such a rough technique, let alone personal experience, can make you feel a phantom pain just by looking at it.

After the wound was treated, the Lord's face turned pale and he was lying on the ground sweating profusely, as if he was about to die.

However, Huang Mao, who was observing from the side, felt that this guy was probably faking it. He pretended to be weak and then secretly waited for the opportunity.

So, Huang Mao rushed over, gave the Lord a war trample on his stomach, and then kicked the latter with a football on the head.

This silky two-stroke attack immediately stunned the Lord, causing him to cover his head and curl up into a cooked prawn.

Huang Mao squatted down, groped around on his body, found a mobile phone, and stuffed it into the latter's hand.

“Call, call your people, send cash, if you don’t have the money, in half an hour, I will throw you off the roof.

I heard that you are the second generation reincarnated by the first generation Lord. I want to see if you can reincarnate again and become the third generation. "

Cash, this group of people just wanted money when they caught themselves?
The Lord, who originally thought it was a killer sent by a rival sect, suddenly became energetic. He endured the pain in his body and managed to raise his head.

"If...ahem, you just want money, there is a safe in my office. The password is 435713. There are some U.S. dollars and gold in it. Take it and get out of here before the police come."

Huang Mao turned his head and nodded to a masked rifleman next to him. The latter immediately walked into a luxuriously decorated office with a gun. After a while, he walked out and nodded to the former. .

Huang Mao looked back at the Lord. Even though the latter was lying on the ground, he did not forget to maintain his grace. He just raised half of his body and smiled at the former.

"It's not enough. Call and ask your subordinates to send more money."

The Lord's smile froze.

"Don't be too greedy. The U.S. dollars and gold in my safe add up to one million U.S. dollars. If you take this money and run away, you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life."

Huang Mao didn't say anything. He just reached out and took out a pistol from his arms. He decisively pulled the trigger as the Lord waved his hand, opening a hole in the latter's other thigh.

"Ahhhh..." the Lord screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Stop shooting...Stop shooting, I'll shoot, I'll make a call right now!"

Look, this is the result of not eating the toast and being punished with a drink.

In addition, Huang Mao also turned around and looked at the floor, then walked into the Lord's gorgeous office and walked around a few times, and said to the subordinates who were following him.

"Come here with a hammer. There is a secret room here. Break it out."

"Yes!"

The Lord on the floor of the hall had just finished making a phone call when he saw several thugs carrying sledgehammers into his office. He was suddenly startled. After hearing the heavy banging sound coming from inside, his expression suddenly changed. It became extremely ugly.

(End of this chapter)