Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 148 Hell

Ishou Dacheng couldn't laugh now.

Things developed so suddenly and quickly that he, who was almost sixty years old, did not even realize what he had encountered, and was dragged into the safe study by his subordinates.

When the fighting broke out intensively, Imori Dacheng deduced what he had encountered from the screams from all over the place and the panicked phone calls from his younger brothers.

"Two teams of professional killers rushed in!"

This conclusion is not wrong. This is the insight of Imori Daisei and his brothers. As the largest Yakuza organization in Tokyo, they have been fighting and killing for half their lives, and they have encountered the most ferocious enemies, and they are just Tokyo's Just the Metropolitan Police Mobile Team.

As for the Terrorist Mobile Team, which is more ruthless than the Metropolitan Police Mobile Team, Imori Daisei has never had the opportunity to face them. If he really faced off against these professional explosion-proof units, he would not need the Tokyo police to take action. Inakawa Kai would take care of them on his own. Jing Shou Dacheng and his subordinates pressed him to death.

Going against ordinary police officers, or even drawing guns and shooting at each other in the street, can be regarded as a police-robber problem. The people below may need to go to jail or be shot, but the big shots above will only sit together and punish themselves after three drinks. Just laugh it off.

However, if you confront the riot police, this is not a gangster act, but a terrorist attack.

Imori Daisei, who is just a senior cadre of the Inagawa Society, does not have this ability. Therefore, in the inherent impression of him and his brothers, the most ferocious enemy they can encounter is an international killer team or mercenaries. .

Until now, Masaru Fujiwara's behavior of discovering hostile villains in Tokyo and then taking the initiative to attack basically means that he has initially understood that the violence he controls is both useful and dangerous. This is to eliminate danger for himself in advance.

Ishou Dacheng soon got his wish. In the open space between the two houses, separated by a man-made pond, he led his men into the attacker.

Therefore, even when dealing with the Yakuza gang, Huang Mao still used the most elite troops at hand, under the premise that it was too much for Huang Mao to lead a volunteer army.

"Guys, I have weapons in my room. I will take you to kill those bastards!"

As for the Japanese government's Ground Self-Defense Force, they are even more unbearable. It is really not an exaggeration to say that they are a group of paid civil servants.

With that said, Ishou Dacheng directed his younger brothers to dig out an M16 assault rifle and two MP5 submachine guns in his study.

Ishou Dacheng himself was already very old, and his physical function had declined. He was not as good as a young man, so he took the initiative to distribute these three automatic weapons to his three younger brothers. After holding a small pistol, he rushed in with a dozen subordinates in high spirits. Go out and actively look for enemies.

The behavior of accepting non-NPC subordinates is similar. If Fujiwara Masato is really interested, he should use Shun Komizuchi to complete the experiment and then turn around and kick out this high school student who is ambitious but has not yet shown his ability.

Completing system tasks and killing people is just a way for Masato Fujiwara to gain experience and upgrade NPCs. In essence, he is still doing things with the mentality of playing games.

In addition, Masato Fujiwara, who controls violence, still has the mentality of an ordinary person. He is not an ambitious hero, nor a careerist who will do anything for power and wealth.

Fujiwara Masato himself did not realize how incredible the system he had was. He was a commoner in his previous life, and in this life, he also had a cynical game mentality.

There are many reasons for Fujiwara Masato's mentality, and the main reason is that he has never really been on the front line, so that he does not have a clear understanding of the power he controls.

What happened in the Budokan was not a battle, but a massacre.

In fact, if Masato Fujiwara hadn't cheated, Imori's conclusion was indeed correct.

Therefore, in the big city of Tokyo, it is theoretically impossible for Imori Dacheng to encounter a force attack of this level.

"Why are you running? If I run away, should I still be your boss!?" Jing Shou Dacheng angrily scolded those younger brothers who wanted to take him away.

However, on the whole, Fujiwara Masato does not fully understand the power he controls. In addition, in his memory, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Yes, Americans, and only Americans. The Japanese government, as a local governing body, does not have such power. The violent terrorist mobile team is only an anti-riot police force, not professional soldiers or special forces.

Ishou Dacheng knew nothing about this. He just knew that his younger brother was being suppressed and beaten by the enemy, even though his subordinates were persuading him and dragging him, trying to take him out of the dangerous martial arts hall and to safety. Wherever he went, he remained unmoved.

This caused a terrible thing to happen.

As for professional soldiers, or special forces! ?
I'm sorry, but such a team should never take action against a Yakuza gang like Imori Daisei. The only person with such power in Tokyo is... an American.

After a confrontation, the attacker on the opposite side took the lead in attacking. Before Ishou Dacheng could see anything clearly, three consecutive gunshots erupted in the house more than 30 meters away on the opposite side.

Before the brother holding the rifle realized what he had encountered, three rifle bullets landed on his forehead, chest and abdomen, and shoulders. He fell backwards after being hit by the explosion of flesh and blood.

At this time, no matter how slow Ishou Dacheng reacted, he knew he was under attack. He subconsciously lowered his head and rushed towards the rockery beside the pool.

The two brothers holding submachine guns and more of their subordinates did not hide. The experience gained in their gang wars told them that in such a narrow encounter, whoever is timid and hides will lose.

Then, when the subsequent dense rain of bullets swept over, these brave men were all hurt.

Three Sea Lion commandos fired with full force from three assault rifles, creating a terrifying killing efficiency in less than ten seconds.

The two brothers holding submachine guns were killed the fastest. The two armed with automatic weapons were the biggest threat among all the enemies. The Sea Lion Commando focused their fire on them, so that the first two were beaten backwards and flew away.

What's even more terrible is that at this time, four sea lion commandos rushed out from the left and right sides of the yard. They cooperated with the commandos in the front and exchanged crossfire.

The other boys holding pistols died faster. The disadvantage of shooting with pistols and automatic rifles was too great. After two seconds, they were suppressed to the point where they could not lift their heads, and then were shot by seven riflemen. Kill them one by one with a long point shot.

Ten seconds later, almost all the Yakuza members were shot dead. Only Ishou Dacheng, who was hiding behind the rockery, was still alive. He looked at his subordinates lying in a pool of blood behind him, his mouth wide open, and he was at a loss. .

All of this happened so fast that even Ishou Dacheng could not react. All his direct subordinates were killed in the battle, and he had not even thought about whether he should rush out with a gun or raise his hands in surrender. Think about it.

Ishou Dacheng didn't have time to think about it, because a trigger-type offensive grenade was thrown behind the rockery by the leader, Captain Jack. In the explosion like a cannon, an arm flew up in the explosion and fell into the man-made pond. , caused a stir. "Continue to attack and destroy the enemy." Captain Jack walked over the rockery, turned the muzzle of his gun, and shot the guy on the ground who should be the enemy's leader two more shots to ensure that the latter was completely dead.

In this way, the culprit who wanted to be an American dog and triggered this incident died quietly on the edge of this rockery. He died without any value. Like a stray dog, he was killed by the sea lion commando. Killed at will.

The only damage Imori Dacheng and his brothers caused to the Sea Lion Commandos was that three pistol bullets hit their heavy-duty body armor and were blocked by ceramic plates.

The leader was dead, and other members of the Inagawa Club did not know it. However, under the stranglehold of the Sea Lion Commando and the Valkyrie Team, ten minutes after the battle, they all collapsed.

Those who cannot fight back and can only be beaten passively cannot be called fighting, but slaughter.

Therefore, in the next period of time, the actions of the Sea Lion Commando and the Valkyrie Team changed from attack to pursuit.

Twenty minutes later, the intercom on Captain Jack's shoulder rang.

"Captain Jack, this is Owl Team Three. We observed a police convoy with three armored personnel carriers heading towards the Budokan. It is still one kilometer away. According to the plan specified by the boss, you should retreat."

"Understood." Jack turned and waved to the team members.

"Let's go, wait until the Jack of Spades starts taking action, then we will all retreat and leave here with the Valkyrie team."

……

Yuta Mizumoto, who was sitting in the first armored personnel carrier, was looking at the mission briefing on the tablet in his hand. Just looking at it, he frowned and couldn't help but curse.

"Asshole, why are the recent missions so deadly? They're assault rifles, grenades, and they're suspected of being professional mercenaries. Baga!"

Yuta Mizumoto cursed as he handed the tablet to the other team captains.

"Take a look at them all, and then talk to their respective team members to let them be mentally prepared. This battle will be hard again."

After saying that, Yuta Mizumoto couldn't help but sigh.

The last mission that Pat Qing Ge completed almost killed Yuta Mizumoto. The death of so many violent terrorist mobile team members made the superiors begin to doubt the commanding ability of the captain Yuta Mizumoto, so that he was forced to Paid leave.

Paid vacation is a decent signal, and its meaning is to imply that Yuta Mizumoto should take the initiative and give himself some dignity.

Whether Yuta Mizumoto resigns, applies for transfer, or takes the initiative to work as a salary thief in a casual position, he should take the initiative to relinquish his position as the leader of the Terrorism Brigade.

Mizumoto Yuta understood this meaning, so just when he chose the second option and offered to transfer to a corner to retire, his transfer application document was rejected, and then his paid leave was also terminated. He returned to his original position.

Is this the boss above taking action?

No, it was just that the Seoul incident broke out in South Korea, and then the top brass of the Metropolitan Police took a look and compared it. Hey, the performance of the violent terrorist mobile unit in the Patcheng City incident seemed to be okay.

Let Yuta Mizumoto come back. There were casualties in the last mission. This was not his fault, it was just that the enemy was too powerful.

In this way, Mizumoto Yuta was restored to his official position.

But now that he saw the mission briefing, Yuta Mizumoto began to doubt again... After this mission, I won't be put on paid leave again.

While thinking about this question, before he could come up with an answer, Yuta Mizumoto felt the armored vehicle he was sitting on stop.

Realizing that he had arrived at his destination, Yuta Mizumoto put on the helmet and breathing mask he was holding in his arms, pushed open the door of the armored personnel carrier with an MP5 submachine gun, and was the first to rush out.

"Hurry up, spread out your formation. This time the enemies are all tough. The snipers occupy the commanding heights nearby. The first team, the second team, and the third team block the intersection. The rest of the people are on guard and alert to the movements in the martial arts hall..."

The violent terrorist mobile team deployed very quickly. Within one minute, all members of the armored personnel carriers and police cars left the vehicles and deployed on the street where the convoy was located. The snipers holding sniper rifles also quickly went to nearby The tallest building.

Before the violent terrorist mobile team of more than a hundred people officially started to take action, suddenly a large smoke rolled in from a distance. Yuta Mizumoto looked at the fog rolling in like a wave in shock, his face under the mask was full of doubt.

"How is this going?"

At this time, Huang Mao was leading the street gangsters to light a homemade smoke pack stored in an iron barrel in an open area at the intersection near the martial arts hall. The billowing smoke came out and was blown by the industrial fan, rolling to the nearby area. Area.

At the same time, the thick smoke produced by the burning of more than fifty smoky iron barrels, coupled with the power outage in this area, the dark streets and the dense smoke, suddenly made the violent terror who lost his vision The mobile team was at a loss.

Mizumoto Yuta immediately realized that continuing to let his team members continue to act according to the predetermined plan would be irresponsible for their lives. He immediately used the intercom to ask the team members to come back. With the armored personnel carrier of the convoy as the core, he would stick to this line. street.

"Captain, if we come back, the thugs in the martial arts gym will have a chance to escape!" the deputy captain expressed his opinion.

"In this situation, if we don't close our formation, the casualties will be unacceptable. Don't worry, the gangsters inside can't escape. I have called for new support. Three helicopters will arrive in five minutes. Arrive at the scene…”

Yuta Mizumoto promised swornly.

In fact, when three helicopters arrived as scheduled and circled at the entrance to the martial arts hall, with searchlights shining back and forth below, neither the pilots nor the police on board noticed anything.

No one alive.

Ten minutes later, the smoke dissipated. When Yuta Mizumoto led more than 20 members of the violent terrorist mobile team and ventured into it with explosion-proof shields, they were even more horrified to find that not only were there no living people in the martial arts hall, but Not even a body was found, only bullet casings and blood stains on the ground.

This is hell!
(End of this chapter)