Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 294 Prelude to the War
Huangmao watched Xiao Mizunei Shun being besieged for nearly half an hour. During this period, the Manila police did not show up.

Even though the attack took place in the wealthiest area of ​​Manila, where the police station density is the highest, and there was a police station one kilometer away from the scene, the Manila police on duty that night seemed to be deaf and did not show up for the next fifteen minutes.

The subordinates who should have arrived at the scene as quickly as possible to rescue Komizuchi Shun did not show up, just like the police.

There is no doubt that both the Manila police who received the money and Komizuchi Toshi's direct subordinates had betrayed him.

The former might be motivated by monetary interests, while the latter...it was obvious that the non-NPC subordinates recruited by Omizune Shun himself had some improper thoughts. Maybe not all of them had such ulterior motives, but there was definitely something wrong with the leaders in key positions.

If nothing unexpected happens, Omizunoshi Toshi is dead.

However, after he had persisted for more than fifteen minutes and the accompanying bodyguard team had suffered heavy losses and their ammunition was about to run out, the yellow-haired man finally raised his hand and put the walkie-talkie to his mouth.

"Okay, let's get started."

Huangmao doesn't like Xiao Shui Neijun now, and even wants him to die in his heart. However, on the one hand, the boss did not order him to kill the latter.

On the other hand, Xiao Mizunei Shun could die. He could be poisoned, drowned, burned to death, or strangled to death by Huangmao's own hands, but he could not die at the hands of the Israelites.

No matter what, Komizuchi Shun is still a cadre of the poker organization, a senior member of the organization, a secondary person in charge of a region, and the face of the organization.

If Omizune Shun was killed by the Israelis, it would mean that the latter slapped the poker organization hard in the face, leaving a big red slap mark.

This is something Huangmao cannot tolerate.

So, when Omizune Jun's bodyguard team was about to be killed, Huangmao took action.

When a sharp whistle came from the sky, the outer defense line that the Volunteer Stormtroopers had desperately built up, which was a shelter consisting of two bulletproof vehicles, had been occupied by several of the fastest gangster gunmen.

The latter was lying on the tattered hood, firing at the second floor of the clothing store, suppressing the fire and covering more gangster gunmen approaching.

So, when the mortar shells fell in the night, the gangster gunmen who were crowding the driveway and running triumphantly to the clothing store were hit directly.

It was a brutal massacre that was difficult to describe in words. Forty or fifty gangster gunmen who were rushing to grab the bounty were enveloped by shrapnel and smoke from the falling shells.

They were panic-stricken and terrified in the fire of the explosion.

Some people dropped their weapons and ran around, but the light and sound of the explosion shattered their self-proclaimed fierce will.

Some people lay on the ground and hid under cars on the roadside, trembling like rats in water.

However, no matter what these gunmen did, their fate would not change, because the mortars firing at them at this time were 120 mm in caliber, and there were six of them.

According to Huangmao's order, the six large-caliber mortars will cover the street with shells three times, firing thirty shells to completely destroy all life in this narrow area.

Thirty shells fell in a minute and a half, and the continuous explosions killed almost all the attackers on the road, including the gangster gunmen who occupied the bulletproof car, who flew into the air and disintegrated along with the bunker in the explosion. After the explosion, five vans drove over, the doors opened, and a large number of gunmen in military uniforms jumped out of the vans. They deployed their formations and sent some of them to shoot the gangster gunmen lying on the ground.

The other part chased after the lucky ones who were hiding in the distance and were not covered by the mortar barrage. Whether they planned to escape or stay and resist stubbornly, the result would not change.

While these gangster gunmen were surrounding Omizune Shun, hundreds of poker gunmen used this time to organize a wider encirclement.

Since they dared to attack the cadres of the poker organization, no matter who they are, Israelis or Filipinos, they must die here.

No matter how many people there are, whether they are rich or poor, Huangmao will treat them all equally and bring death to them. Even if some of them hide in residential areas, it will be of no use.

Because the poker gunmen will be in this area, under the boss's remote control and command, they will find all the red dots and kill them one by one.

There was bound to be a lot of blood shed in Manila tonight, but Fujiwara Masato didn't care and believed from the bottom of his heart that the Filipinos deserved it.

In a daze, Omizu Nei Shun came out of the clothing store with the remaining few bodyguards. He stood on the side of the road, next to the wreckage of two burning bulletproof vehicles, surrounded by broken corpses, watching the organization's people working.

Komizune Toshi knew that he would not die, but at this moment, he didn't know what to do except trembling all over. None of the gunmen passing by Komizune Toshi paid any attention to him, which made him realize that something was wrong.

Looking at this situation, it was undoubtedly his immediate superior, the Jack of Hearts, which made him terrified.

Komizunechi Toshi knew exactly what he had done.

"Red Jack, this is Eye Number Three. I spotted a police convoy. They are coming..."

"Report real-time coordinates to the artillery team."

Huangmao gave the order without hesitation, completely disregarding the consequences of doing so.

Soon, the whistling sound of artillery shells flying through the air sounded again in the sky of Manila, and the muffled roar of explosions came from five kilometers away. Huangmao held up a telescope, admiring the faint flames, and felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

Huangmao didn't care why the Manila police were dispatched only now. He only knew that these guys had been taking bribes from Omizu Neijun during this period and had received a lot of money. From top to bottom, everyone took the money and had a good meal.

Before Omizu Nei Shun got into trouble and was ambushed, none of these paid policemen informed the latter in advance.

Whatever the reason, if the Manila police take the money and do nothing, they will have to pay the price.

And those subordinates of Omizunechi Shun who are suspected to have problems will not be happy for long, they will not be able to escape.

In addition to internal purges, Huangmao will also take the initiative. Starting from Manila, he will launch an unlimited hunt for all individuals and forces related to Mossad and Israel throughout Asia.

Mossad and Israel have started a war, so when the war will end is not up to them to decide.

(End of this chapter)