Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 270 Bloodbath at the Leib Detective Agency (Part )

Huangmao knew that fighting indoors was extremely disadvantageous for the attacker. Even if the attacker was elite and the defender was a group of amateur rookies, in actual combat, there was a high probability that a huge disparity in casualties would occur.

The kind where the defending side gets a big advantage.

Therefore, Huangmao asked the boss for elite troops to support the afternoon operation in advance. If possible, it would be best to arrange for a team of cleaners to come.

Fujiwara Masato rejected the yellow-haired man's fantasy. The Cleaners Squadron was currently the best-equipped and most elite combat unit under his command.

If they were transferred to Paris, and had to fight an indoor battle where they were unaware of the indoor environment, the number of enemies, and their weapons and equipment, what would they do if they accidentally suffered heavy casualties?
The elite troops do have to fight a tough battle, but the problem is that this tough battle in Paris has nothing to do with the huge interests of the poker organization.

However, Fujiwara Masato is not unreasonable. Since you applied for elite troops, I will give you elite troops... just blank elite troops.

In a modified van without windows, a yellow-haired man squatting inside was examining the six people in front of him.

This is the unit given to him by the boss, called the Anti-Terrorism Commando. Different from the common seven-man team in the organization, they have three people in a combat unit, and here there are six people, which means two assault groups.

Behind the van that was hit, there was a second van following, which also contained two assault teams.

Huangmao continued to look at their equipment.

The protective gear of the anti-terrorist commandos is very luxurious. A Mickey helmet with thick bulletproof glass weighs three kilograms. It is said that the front can withstand close-range direct fire from a pistol, and has a probability of protecting against rifle bullets and shotgun shells.

Next is a black, full-coverage heavy bulletproof armor that provides comprehensive protection, including neck guard, arm guard, palm guard, thigh and calf armor, and a bulletproof plate under the crotch. He also wears a pair of tactical cut-resistant gloves on his hands, so he can grab a knife with his bare hands without hurting his hands.

It can be said that this set of heavy armor, from head to toe, from the sides to the back, is protected by bulletproof ceramic plates and composite bulletproof fibers. With Huangmao's killer instinct, whether using a gun or a dagger, he was unable to find a weakness to attack.

The protection provided by this set of equipment is too comprehensive.

Of course, with such obvious advantages, the disadvantages are also prominent. From Huangmao's perspective, it is not difficult for him to find that this set of armor is heavy and clumsy. Even if a physical superman wears it, it is difficult to run and fight for a long time.

It can be said that this is a set of urban combat equipment. If worn in the field, it can tire a soldier to death during a charge.

In addition, equipped with such comprehensive and heavy protective gear, these members of the anti-terrorist commandos paid a price in weapons. They were only equipped with an MP5 submachine gun with a silencer as their main weapon.

His secondary weapon is the Mr-73 revolver, a highly accurate pistol.

In addition, the anti-terrorist commandos are also equipped with some throwing weapons such as smoke bombs, stun grenades, as well as auxiliary equipment such as tactical walkie-talkies, door-breaking bombs, and pliers.

Um, wait, these are the only tactical equipment they brought, isn't there something missing?

In addition, Huangmao discovered a blind spot.

"Aren't you equipped with offensive grenades?"

The anti-terrorist commandos looked at each other when asked. A commando team leader wearing a glass bulletproof helmet and a black hood shook his head and answered in French.

"We are not used to using explosive projectiles."

Got it. Huangmao knew that the anti-terrorist commando team was positioned as an urban anti-terrorist force with super heavy armor protection, low lethality, and close-range precision shooting.

Although the weapons of the Anti-Terrorist Commando are very simple, due to their positioning as a branch of the military, their recruitment price is more expensive than that of the Sea Lion Commando, Internal Police, and Valkyrie. It is the branch of the military with the highest blank recruitment price in the barracks.

If the equipment is included, it will be even more expensive, with one anti-terrorist commando costing $120,000.

To be honest, Fujiwara Masato, who was wealthy and powerful, only recruited four fully armed assault teams and was reluctant to continue recruiting more anti-terrorist commandos.

Before they prove their abilities and worth, four commando teams are the psychological limit that Fujiwara Masato can bear. If their abilities are not outstanding enough, then why don't I recruit the Sea Lion Commandos?

The latter is much cheaper, has a very reasonable maintenance price, and has particularly comprehensive capabilities, making it useful in both field combat and urban assaults.

This raid led by Huangmao is not only a test of his personal ability, but also an examination for the anti-terrorist commando team. Fujiwara Masato will decide the recruitment sequence of the anti-terrorist commando team in the barracks based on their results.

If your results are excellent, you will be at the top. If your results are poor, you will stay at the back.

"This time, there are no hostages and no prisoners are needed. The target of the operation is this building."

Huangmao began the pre-war mission briefing. He handed a stack of pictures to the anti-terrorist commandos and asked them to look at the appearance of the building.

"Sir, what about the internal structure of the building and the number of enemies?"

"I do not know."

The yellow-haired man spread out his hands and gave an ambiguous smile.

"The goal of the mission is to wipe out a group called the Leib Detective Agency. They may or may not be inside the building. I will follow you to rush in and identify whether our enemies are here.

If not, we need to leave as quickly as possible, otherwise, we must kill all armed personnel with weapons in the building."

The anti-terrorist commandos looked at each other. Even though they were blank NPCs, at this moment they felt that this mission was a bit... unreliable.

"Assault Team One and Team Two will follow me to attack from the front, while Team Three and Team Four will go around to the back door of the building, and both sides will attack together.

The rules of engagement are simple. Kill all the armed people in the building. Make those without weapons lose their ability to resist. The engagement time should be limited to three minutes... no, complete the task within ten minutes."

"Understood, sir."

Huangmao was very satisfied with the answers of these anti-terrorist commandos. Their capabilities were still uncertain, but in terms of attitude, they did a good job.

At this moment, Huangmao felt that the speed of the van was slowing down, and the noisy voices outside the car were becoming more and more noisy.

"what happened!?"

Huangmao shouted loudly to the driver. He remembered that the starting point was not far from the destination. In order to prevent being discovered abnormally, it was only five kilometers at most.

"Parade, Boss, there's a parade ahead, we might need to take a detour."

The driver's report made Huangmao feel a little bad. After arriving in Paris, he found that in addition to the narrow internal traffic in this city, there were also many parades with various slogans.

"Take a detour and avoid them." In this way, Huangmao spent fifteen more minutes on his journey.

……

Leib Café is one of Alfred's businesses. He likes this café very much because when he is working, he only needs to go downstairs to drink a cup of French coffee specially prepared for him by the beautiful barista and have a wonderful afternoon tea time.

The cafe is his property, and the Leib Detective Agency is also Alfred's property. They have the same name, just because Alfred's name is Leib, his full name is Alfred Leib, it's that simple.

As for whether the cafe and the detective agency have the same name and are located in the same place, and whether this will cause any trouble, Alfred was not worried at all.

First of all, the Leb Detective Agency is a legal enterprise that pays taxes on time and is protected by French law. It is no secret at all among celebrity circles.

Since it's not a secret, the location of the detective agency naturally does not need to be kept secret. What's wrong with opening it next to a coffee shop? Is there a problem?
Ordinary people don't know the location of the Leib Detective Agency, and its name is not shown on the map. It's just that because the detective agency is a membership-based agency, there is no need to put up a sign outside the company.

The location of the Leib Detective Agency was an open secret, and that was that.

And now, Alfred will pay the price for his decision.

"Alina, you make great coffee."

"Thanks for the compliment, Boss...I would have appreciated it more if you hadn't tried to put your hands on my butt when I brought the coffee."

"Hahaha……"

Alfred, who was sitting on the side of the road holding a cup of coffee and flirting with the female barista, accidentally turned his head to the side and saw a medium-sized van without side windows slowly driving over and stopping in front of the building where the Leib Detective Agency was located.

As a detective, Alfred immediately felt that something was wrong with the van. First of all, the tires of the car were very flat, but from the edge it could be seen that they were fully inflated. If they were flat, it could only mean that there was a heavy object in the car.

The second thing is... choke, there is no need to say the second thing, because the door of the van opened, and two after two fully armed strong men jumped out of the car and rushed straight to the glass and wooden door of the building.

"Puff..." Alfred spat out the coffee. He didn't care about the coffee stains on his expensive suit. He stared at the seven men dressed even more like special forces than special forces, and was shocked.

Alfred could tell that these seven men were not from the special forces, nor were they SWAT officers from the Paris Police Department, because the bulletproof armor they wore was too good and too advanced. Secondly, there were no insignia of the unit they belonged to on their shoulders.

This is very important... Well, not important. What is important is that they attacked the door of the building where the detective agency was located. Alfred saw one of the guys rushing towards the glass and wooden door, smashing the thin door into pieces with a loud bang.

A dozen or so customers sitting on the sidewalk seats, like Alfred, were all staring in amazement as they watched the seven men do their business, breaking down the door and rushing into the building.

"my Lord!"

Alfred didn't dare to scream until they disappeared. He immediately took out his phone to notify the employees in the building and asked them to escape as soon as possible.

However, it was too late, gunshots were heard in the building.

After Huangmao and his men rushed into the building, the first thing they saw was the elevator door at the end of the living room opening. A man in a suit looked at the newcomer with an expression of astonishment.

"Put your hands up, let me see your hands!!!"

The anti-terrorist commando standing next to the yellow-haired man shouted angrily, pointing his MP5 submachine gun at the man in the suit. The latter raised his hands reflexively, and then...

Then the yellow-haired man shot him with a pistol, hitting him in the forehead. The latter fell backwards with blood splattering.

"Sir, this..."

The yellow-haired man ignored his subordinates' astonishment. He ran over, turned over the still twitching corpse, and pulled out a pistol from his waist.

"Good, this man is armed. Now, soldiers, kill all the militants in this building."

"As you command, sir!"

Although they were somewhat puzzled, the two assault teams acted quickly after receiving the order. They first fired shots to destroy the elevator's control panel, forcing it to stop operating.

Then one assault team went up the stairs while the other searched the rooms on the first floor.

At this time, Huangmao discovered the capabilities of these anti-terrorist commandos. The commando team searching the first floor was very skilled and quick.

When assaulting an unknown room, one person in the assault team will rush over lightly and kick the door open with one foot. The second and third people will cross in from both sides, or enter from the front and back to cover each other. Their tactics are very skilled.

If there is someone inside, they will identify them. If a strong man is slow to raise his hands, they will be shot dead immediately. Otherwise, if he does not resist, they will shoot at his thighs, avoiding vital parts and shooting at the muscles to hit two holes with one bullet.

If it is a woman and she raises her hands without resistance, they will conduct a body search. If she has a weapon, they will kill her. If she does not have a weapon, they will also shoot at her thighs, but they will be a little more gentlemanly and shoot with a pistol.

Although both submachine guns and pistols are firing pistol bullets, at least the damage caused by a revolver is less.

In any case, it only takes a three-person assault team about five to seven seconds to search a room, and there are not many rooms on the first floor, only three, including a public toilet.

Therefore, when the No. 2 assault team rushed to the second floor, No. 1 had already completed its work and followed the former, passing them and heading towards the third floor.

Huangmao followed behind the No. 2 assault team. He did not participate in the battle. When he reached the entrance of the stairs on the third floor, he heard dense, dull gunshots unique to those equipped with silencers coming from the front.

The yellow-haired man walked two steps to the side and saw a man falling backwards. Another man jumped out from behind the stair door, holding a pistol in his hand and firing at the commandos.

Two bullets hit a commando's chest and neck, hitting the bulletproof ceramic plate with a loud bang, and then the latter fought back at a faster speed, and all three shots hit the enemy.

With a "pushi" sound, the second man in a suit fell to his knees. The second commando rushed over and kicked the pistol that fell to the ground, and at the same time threw a stun grenade into the third floor.

Amid the explosion, all members of the No. 3 assault team rushed in together, and then there were continuous gunfire and women's screams from inside.

Huangmao, who witnessed all this, pointed his gun at the fourth floor to guard the rear route for the commandos. He was very satisfied with the performance of these anti-terrorist commandos, who reacted quickly, fired decisively, cooperated well, and were proficient in indoor cleaning tactics.

If the poker organization needs to rescue hostages indoors, or capture some important targets alive indoors, these anti-terrorist commandos are a good choice.

"This is number three. We have already broken into the third floor and are clearing out the area... Over."

"We are number four. We also entered the third floor from the other side. Pay attention to the identification of friend or foe... In addition, we found an office and found a safe that seems to contain valuables. It is worth recovering."

(End of this chapter)