I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

Latest URL: Kiryuu Kazuma didn't stay in the workshop. He was worried that the enemy would follow the maintenance tunnel to investigate, or find other maintenance workers to lead the way.

Although in such a narrow place, Kazuma feels that he has an advantage, but now he wants to connect more to see if there are other facilitators.

Even if you can get some information, now Kazuma doesn't even know how many people are on the other side.

After hiding in a safer place, Kazuma asked Nanjo: "When you are on top, have you noticed where there are more hostages and are more likely to help us?"

"There are a lot of club booths in Area C, and the vision is very bad. I saw someone probe their heads over there."

Nanjo did not let Kazuma down. In that state, she still used her high-level advantage to obtain information.

"Understood." Kazuma unfolded the blueprint taken from the wall of the workshop, "Zone C...just like when Uncle Sakai rescued me, go through the underground maintenance pipeline."

"I will go with you."

"Of course you have to go with me, so you can take care of it if something goes wrong."

Nanjo smiled, seeming to be very happy with this situation.

But Kazuma couldn't laugh.

"Nantou, many people have died. After punishing the enemy, it won't be too late to laugh."

Nanjo closed his smile fiercely, "I see. I'm sorry, Master."

Kazuma did not expect Nanjo to use the name "Master", and also showed respect for the teacher.

To be honest, it feels pretty good.

"Follow me." He dropped the sentence and turned to take a step forward.

**

Li Zhenghe was yelling at his subordinates at this time: "What's wrong with missing?"

"It means literally. When we went up to arrest someone, two things were suddenly thrown down from it. We thought it was a grenade..."

"I thought? So what is it actually?" Li Zhenghe frowned and asked.

The subordinate took out two funny eggs and handed them to him.

"So you are scared by two chocolate eggs with toys?"

"Yes." The subordinate lowered his head as he said, looking quite ashamed.

"Forget it, when I see things of this shape roll down, I will conditioned reflex to lie down. Then, at this point in time when you lie down, the people are gone?"

"Yes, we climbed up and found that there was no one on it. It was like dissolved in the air."

Li Zhenghe stretched out his hand and patted the lower part of his head: "Dissolved in the air? You can describe it. You have seen a lot of hunting, right? Do you really like Takakura Ken?"

There is a famous line in Takakura Jian's "Hunt": Melting in the blue sky, here is what Li Zhenghe said.

After speaking, Li Zhenghe looked up and looked at the small platform that Nanjo had just hidden above his head.

"It's impossible to just disappear out of thin air, give me the blueprint."

Xing Jishang handed over the blueprint.

Li Zhenghe quickly found the part related to this pillar.

The blueprint shows that this is a solid load-bearing column.

Li Zhenghe originally thought that there would be electrical wells or maintenance pipes in the pillars. He looked at the blueprint carefully and found that half of the other load-bearing columns did have electrical wells, but this one happened to not be.

And those wire wells did not consider internal maintenance, and maintenance must be carried out externally.

Li Zhenghe turned his head and looked at another column marked with a wire well on the blueprint, and he saw that there was a ladder outside the column for maintenance personnel to climb.

"Damn it." Li Zhenghe muttered, "Is there something wrong with the blueprint? Didn't you check the pillar for any mystery?"

"We knocked on the outer wall of the pillar, and it all sounded solid."

In fact, because the maintenance opening is in a very low position, you must bend down to drill, and adults who are slightly fat may get stuck in that kind.

And Li Zhenghe's person knocked at a position equal to the height of the waist of a person.

In this kind of combat operation, Li Zhenghe's people are also under a lot of pressure, and it is only normal to make mistakes.

This is the case in actual combat. Whoever makes fewer mistakes is the winner.

Li Zhenghe also didn't think this was the case for a while. He frowned and looked up at the platform, as if he could see some doorways just by staring at it.

"Disappeared..." Li Zhenghe whispered, "It has disappeared. What method must be used for this!"

"Could it be...optical camouflage?" Xing Jishang asked.

"Don't be stupid, how can such a thing that only exists in the concept suddenly become practical?"

Li Zhenghe shut up.

It is true that optical camouflage is being done on both sides of the Iron Curtain, but no one has heard of it.

Li Zhenghe stared at the sky platform where the opponent disappeared: "There must be some doorway, and it is a very simple and straightforward doorway, but because of some negligence, we ignored the past. It's like those so-called magic shows, the more they look It’s amazing, the simpler it will be after the principle is broken."

Li Zhenghe knew that there used to be a magician in the United States who was famous for performing extreme escapes. In the end, everyone discovered that he was actually a twin, but he had always pretended to be the same person, and the two took turns to play this person. Hiding in a dark room in his attic without showing up.

For the magic show, the brothers made great efforts and sacrifices, and even fell in love with the same girl, just to pursue the effect of that moment.

In this way, the brothers used the LOW and simplest method to defeat those fancy institutions and become America's number one magician.

The disappearance technique performed by Kiryuu Kazuma must be similar. There must be some blind spots that I haven't seen.

Li Zhenghe believed so firmly.

He vowed to find this blind spot and see through the trick of Kiryuu Kazuma.

But at this time, a report of an observation post arranged in a nearby tall building came from the communication machine.

"Reporters are here, a lot. It seems that the reporting control is about to fail."

"No, there is still a long time for report control. Japanese reporters are taking advantage of the loopholes. As long as they don't interview the police or directly report the incident, they can bypass the control by shooting in the name of reporting an unknown disturbance."

Li Zhenghe responded, and then asked:

"How many live streaming cars do you see?"

"Two cars, no, the third one just arrived."

"Yes, we can start the next phase. In the control room, have you gotten the control of the big screen outside?"

"It's done early."

"Very well, let's start playing the film I gave you. Remember to put the tape number 1 first, then 2."

The tape number 2 is the video tape for Li Zhenghe above, and the tape number 1 is a short film made by Li Zhenghe himself, which is his work of art.

He is determined to let the world-at least all of Japan see his art.

**

Near Ma Xingxiong's side, the mobile team finally arrived.

"To be honest," Kimmaru Takashi, the second section chief of the Special Mobility Squad, looked helpless. "If you don't provide us with helicopters, you can only ask those troublemakers, and they will only come out at night to make trouble."

In this era, Japan’s traffic problem is the most serious in the world. This is actually a sequelae of rapid development. Japan’s desperate construction of rail transit has solved part of the problem-but the traffic problem is still to be blocked. This is a common problem in the world and cannot be saved.

Jinma Xingxiong didn't want to make jokes with Kimmaru Takashi, and asked directly, "Are you sure you can get it done?"

"No, I just arrived. I don't even know how many enemies there are, how they are distributed, how armed, and how the hostages are. You just ask me if I'm sure?"

"Yes, let me introduce you to the situation..."

"Hey, something is playing on the big screen." Kinmaru Takashi interrupted Kima Yukio.

Nearly Ma Xingxiong turned his head in confusion and looked at the screen.

He thought it was something like a criminal statement. After all, the reporter has arrived, and now is a good time to broadcast the statement.

However, he was wrong.

Daisuke Komoriyama, who had just arrived from the bomber search site on the other side, whispered, "It looks like... it's a short literary film?"

"Uh...it seems to be." Kinmaru Takashi agreed, "but I don't know much about art, so I'm not sure."

Daisuke Komori turned his head and said to Hidehiro Yamasa, Yukio's confidential secretary, "You are from the Department of Literature, right?"

"No, my specialty is official document writing and general draft writing." Shan Zuo Xiuyang shook his head, "I originally wanted to go to the publicity class, but I was cut off by the police."

After ten years of working in the broadcasting class, you can start directly from the executive editor of the newspaper after you go out, which is a shortcut.

Nearly Ma Xingxiong spoke: "Analyze by the Intelligence Department, this may be a secret signal to his accomplices."

"Yes, I will let the Intelligence Division proceed immediately." Yamasa Hideyo turned and left.

Near Ma Xingxiong glanced at the gongans who had been watching.

It seems that these spies didn't want to understand what the enemy's hand is, so they still watched from a distance, discussing something in a low voice.

Kinmaru Takashi noticed the gaze of Kinma Yukio, and asked in a low voice: "Gongan heard that a new mobile unit to deal with terrorism was established. Will they not be dispatched this time?"

"I don't know, I heard that the mobile team in Tokyo was used as the backbone to form a force like GSG9." Kiki Xingxiong casually shared the rumors he heard-anyway, it's just rumors. "Don't worry about these fascinating images. Business. What we have found out now is..."

"Hey, the image has changed." Kinmaru Takashi interrupted Kinma Xingxiong again.

Jin Ma Xingxiong frowned and turned to look at the screen reluctantly.

This time, it was something that Xingxiong could understand.

The screen shows the US military carrying out massacres in Vietnam, followed by the Japanese narration: "The atrocities committed by the United States in Vietnam are endless."

With the narration, the picture began to show the miserable condition of Vietnam's virgin forest after the US military used "Agent Orange" in Vietnam.

"With the efforts of peace-loving people all over the world, the U.S. military finally left Vietnam in a desperate manner, but the atrocities did not end. In Afghanistan, the CIA is still helping the conservative warlords and helping them cruelly oppress the civilians..."

The virgin forests of Vietnam, as the narration switched to the plateau landforms of Afghanistan, the overly obvious contrast made the entire switch seem unusually abrupt.

Jin Ma Xingxiong was speechless: "It's actually a good thing that the people on the other side did."

Daisuke Komori asked puzzledly: "Since they are for propaganda, why are they killing? Then the brutal killing of civilians, now playing this kind of film, will instead stir up anti-Soviet waves?"

"No, maybe their purpose is just to make the so-called atrocities public." Jinma Xingxiong shook his head, "Leave them alone. Cut off the power supply to the screen from the outside."

"That can't be cut off from the outside." Komoriyama Daisuke looked helpless, "Unless we break the screen. Otherwise, the screen embedded in the wall can only be controlled from the inside. The enemy may have spotted this. "

Near Ma Xingxiong gritted his teeth, and then pointed to the reporter car parked outside the blockade: "Let the reporters not shoot!"

Daisuke Komoriyama nodded, then turned around and called a few guys to run toward the reporters.

**

Sakuma shook his head: "Even if you stop now, on tonight's political theory program and current review program, the guests will definitely talk about these clips."

"Huh, whoever doesn't talk about this tonight will lose the ratings. At this time, the physical advantage is reflected." Huang Juan said.

"No, I will discuss it, such a big thing." Sakuma shook his head, "They don't completely ignore the ratings, the least face is still needed."

Huang Juan sighed: "This kind of discussion is exactly what the enemy pursues. The brutality of the gangsters and the contrast between the films played will be an excellent point for the guests to play. All went up."

"Yes, their purpose is to spread the information in the short film on a large scale. Anyway, we invest so much money every year to discredit the Soviet Union. The image of the Soviet Union has long disappeared."

Huang Juan nodded: "That's true. However, there is actually a misunderstanding caused by cultural differences.

"The Soviets were very happy after watching American movies that blacked them out, such as the latest Red Dawn. It is said that some parts of the movie are not Soviet enough, like Poles."

Sakuma was speechless: "Really?"

"The CIA specially invited a few Soviet trade representatives based in the United States to watch the movie in advance, those responsible for selling oil. They found it very enjoyable after watching. One representative also said: You still don't understand our strength too much. That shot of the airborne, there was no airborne tank dropped by a man and a vehicle. This is too unreasonable."

Sakuma was stunned: "Airdrop of people and vehicles? Are you mad at you?"

Huang Juan shrugged: "They are lunatics using stainless steel to build Mach 3 supersonic aircraft. The Americans want to do the same thing, but they haven't gotten results yet. They used up a lot of dollar bills just to research heat-resistant materials. "

Sakuma can only agree with him: "Yes, they...the way of thinking, we really have difficulty understanding. Why are you going?"

"Look at our police colleagues, do you have any countermeasures to save the hostages."

Huang Juan said as she walked towards the Ma Xingxiong and the others.

**

Nearly Ma Jian rushed into the house like a wind, and went straight to the dojo in his yard-his house does not open the dojo, the dojo in the yard is for his family to practice.

After rushing into the dojo, Jin Ma Jianyi picked up the father's love sword and tiger who was standing in front of Mo Yingtu.

Rei Komori, who followed him into the dojo, exclaimed, "You take your dad's favorite knife?"

"Don't worry, this is just a substitute after Murakami gave it to me. My dad doesn't love this so much, but there is no other famous knife."

There are many Japanese swords called Tiger Toru, because Tiger Toru, a knifemaker, has made many works. In order to make a good knife, other swordsmen carefully selected from the step of ore dressing and ironmaking, so it took a long time to produce a piece of work.

Hu Che was not like this, Hu Che directly melted the broken copper and iron he picked up from the battlefield and used it to fight the knife.

The knives that came out were good and bad, but in the last time they were a little bit better than the average general merchandise, not as good as those famous knives.

The really famous Toru is Kondo’s beloved sword, but that one was lost in the Great Kanto Earthquake in the 1920s.

Because of this, Jin Ma Jianyi took the old man and didn't feel any psychological burden. Anyway, it was not the one that would be finished if it was lost.

I really cut it off in the cross-cut, just find someone to get it.

This time the hack was to save the general public, and Dad would certainly not blame it.

Jin Ma Jian picked up the old man's knife, ran out of the dojo again, went straight to his bedroom, and took out the village rain that was in the bedroom.

Rei Komori sighed: "You really plan to use two Japanese swords to chop down those bandits with automatic weapons?"

Nearly Ma Jian asked, "Can't it?"

"That's an automatic weapon!"

"Just don't confront the enemy in the open." Jin Ma Jianyi said nonchalantly, "As long as you enter the melee distance, the long spear is not easy to change the muzzle. We are the advantage."

Rei Komori looked at Ma Jianichi with a foolish look, but finally sighed, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

"It's you, really don't you get something?" Jin Ma Jianichi in turn worried about Komori Yamarei. "Those are extremely vicious gangsters, is it okay for you to be so bare-handed?"

Komori Shanrei said angrily: "Then I'll fight you, do you have any problems with it?"

While saying this, she pulled the collar of Jin Ma Jianyi to prevent him from staying away from her.

Near Ma Jianyi: "No problem, I still know you. Let's go, let's get rid of those bastards."

Komori Yamarei: "It's okay, but how do you plan to get in? The fire doors of the Convention and Exhibition Center are now down, and the enemy will definitely stare at every entrance."

Nearly Ma Jian was stunned. He really didn't consider this question: "Well... Since the uncle named Sakai can come out, he must be able to find a place to go in, right?"

Komori Yamarei pressed her cheek with her hand.

**

Kiryuu Kazuma pushed open the floor and probed the outside.

As a result, he found that there were several college students looking at him outside.

"Ah, it's you!" one of the college students whispered in exclamation, "you are the person who'I am the enemy you can't kill'!"

The English that imitated Kazuma in the middle of him, the pronunciation is really bad, bad enough to have a comedic effect, and he deserves to be from Kansai.

"Yes, I am that person." Kazuma got out and looked at the college students sitting in the "barricade" formed by the booth tables.

"Everyone, please lend me your strength!"

"Row."

"I promise...Uh, I will borrow it? Don't think about it?" Kazuma wanted to give a speech by a wave member impassioned, but didn't react for a while.

The college students exchanged glances, and then one of them said on behalf of the others: "We are also men. It is impossible to be indifferent when we see girls being killed meaninglessly in front of us?"

Another person immediately agreed: "Yes.'To protect the pure girls who will eventually ignite the eternal fire.' Although we don't have the courage and strength to face the enemy alone, we still have the courage to fight in groups. "

Kazuma just wants to say, brother, you have been taught me to read English. Your English pronunciation always makes me want to laugh. What if I can't help but burst into laughter?

But he didn't say that, after all, it's not a joking situation now. The enemy is so fierce that he can't find Kazuma for a long time. Maybe he was forced to start killing hostages again to force Kazuma to appear.

"I hope to cut off the lighting in the venue for a short time. Can you do it?"

"Have!"

Kazuma looked at the college students who responded: "How to do it?"

"The main gate may be guarded so you can't go, but when I was setting up the exhibition, I was there to help at the enterprise booth, so I saw how they connected the circuit. I can short-circuit the line and cause a trip. It should be totally black for a few minutes. time."

"Very good." Kazuma nodded, "then please...wait, where are you going to cause a short circuit? Do you need to travel a long distance? Do I need to create a gap for you?"

"No, no, it’s okay just here. The lighting in this pavilion is all connected to the same line, and all of them jumped in one jump. There are wires under our buttocks. Here Xiusang, you lay the pipes from the underground. Climbed over in the ditch? We can do this with the wires in that ditch."

Kazuma thumbs up: "Very good. Pay attention to safety and don't shock yourself."

"Don't worry." The college students responded nonchalantly, and someone patted their chest vigorously.

Kazuma asked again: "Is there anyone else who might help us?"

"Yes, the people at the University of Arts next door seem to be making'Molotov Cocktails'."

Kazuma was taken aback. The students of the University of the Arts made Molotov cocktails?

Moreover, when it comes to the students of the University of the Arts... Kazuma I think I might know them.

After all, he had a good chat with a group of art university students at noon.

Kazuma turned his head and said to Nanjo, who was still waiting underground, "I went to the stall next to see the situation, it may be Akino Anno and the others."

Nanjo nodded: "Okay, I am here waiting for you."

Nanjo didn't climb out of the underground together because Kazuma was worried that the enemy would have to run away.

Kazuma drills these holes very dexterously, after all, it is blessed by BUFF.

Nanjo is not necessarily so.

Nanjo is actually very agile, but not as agile as Kazuma.

You can't use the Kazuma standard to ask others, right?

In order not to be held back by Nanjo when it retreats, Kazuma decided to let Nanjo not come up, holding Woods under guard-after all, the enemy might still discover the secret of the underground pipeline and touch it.

Kazuma covered the floor and said to the college students: "She is holding a submachine gun and she is a little nervous. Don't open the cover casually. If she slips, you will explain it."

A few big gangsters nodded generally.

Kazuma cats down, got out from under a table, through a narrow aisle, and got into the opposite table.

After he left, several college students breathed a sigh of relief. Then someone asked the classmate who had just vowed to short-circuit the lighting circuit and said: "Hey, what you said, can you really do it?"

"Yes. For science, as long as the arguments and inferences are correct, the correct results will definitely be reached. So I tell you clearly that it is possible."

**

When Kiryuu Kazuma got into the "barricade" of the Anno Akira and their "barricades", they happened to see them pouring vodka into a glass bottle of Coca-Cola.

There were also several Coke bottles on the table, all of which were plugged with tarps and corks.

The liquid in the bottle is obviously vodka.

Kazuma: "Have you ever thought that just a little vodka can't burn a lot of fire?"

Akino Anno looked at the "Molotov cocktails" that had been made, and shrugged: "We don't want to burn too much. It would be enough to prevent the enemy from aiming and shooting."

Kazuma is staggering. Although it is only a little vodka, as long as it is still accurate, it can really prevent people from shooting.

Don't even think about burning people to death.

Kazuma feels that such a little vodka is burning on the body, and it can be completely extinguished by rolling a few times on the ground.

In "The Wandering Earth", a small bottle of vodka kills Moss. That's because Moss is an artificial intelligence and he doesn't roll on the ground.

Kazuma decided not to care about how useful this Molotov cocktail was. He came to contact the friendly forces.

"Okay, your good Molotov cocktails," Kazuma said, "We will have a power outage in just a few minutes later. This is the best opportunity for you to act. Don't force it. After creating chaos, hide in. Crowd, leave the rest to me."

Akito Anno looked at Kazuma in surprise: "Do you really plan to fight all the bandits alone?"

Kazuma shook his head and said, "How can I say that, I have the cute beautiful girl Honami Nanjo, and you who support me. I am not alone.

"However, you have no military training and no decent weapons. Fighting against them is just giving away your head, and it may hold me back. Anyway, after you finish what I want you to do, you will leave the game obediently."

Anye Akira looked very unwilling.

But he nodded: "Well, I see."

Kazuma also nodded in response, and then threw out the question he had just asked the group of college students next door: "Do you know who else might become our supporter?"

Akito Anno looked at Yuzhi Sadamoto's face and shook his head: "I don't know for now, but I think if Kiryu-san mobilizes in the past, everyone will be happy to help. We all admire your heroism. At least I am. I was deeply moved."

Kazuma nodded: "Okay, then I will patrol the barricades one by one to see how many people can be mobilized."

"Barricade?" Akito Anno was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Kazuma was talking about the surrounding long table. The space enclosed by this long table is not very similar to the establishment when the French defended Paris. The barricade.

He couldn't help laughing, but immediately stopped, for fear of drawing the robbers over.

"I'm leaving." Kazuma said as he walked through the "barricade", and penetrated the "line of defense" formed by the booth from the place opposite to when he first entered.

**

Near Ma Jianyi quietly touched the cordon and came to the huge exhibition center.

"What should I do next? You can see through the glass that the fire shutter has been lowered."

Faced with Komori Yama's questioning, Jin Ma Jianyi laughed out: "Ling, don't bury me first, come and see this."

Rei Komori looked at Ma Jianichi's hand suspiciously.

Not far away, there is a downward staircase. From the point of view of Ma Jianyi~www.readwn.com~, you can clearly see that the door sign posted on the wall next to the staircase reads "Entrance and Exit for Social Commuters of General Affairs Department".

Rei Komori chuckled and laughed.

"That's it? Just found the doorway to go in? Can't it? No, right? This entrance must also have the fire gates down. Pull it in vain."

However, Jin Ma Jianyi had already stepped forward, walked along the short stairs to the basement level, and then twisted the door handle.

The door snapped open.

"It doesn't seem to be the situation you are worried about... Wait a minute, this door is a fire door! Just twist the fire door and open it?"

Komori Yamarei also stepped forward and watched the door that opened directly with Jin Ma.

"This...I don't know what to say." Komori Yamarei finally commented on this development.

Jin Ma Jian waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, we just send the knife to it."