Civilization Guardian Front

"That can't be helped, after all, the principal ordered..."

A communicator disguised as an earring decoration received a reply from another woman:

"If the principal's suspicion is true, ten lives of Kinji Toyama would not be enough. Even if we are added, the chance of survival is still unknown."

"Tch, I shouldn't have chosen such a lousy profession as a teacher... I'll leave the cover to you!"

After Lan Bao bared his teeth and complained, he flicked his earrings with his fingers, and followed his pace of attacking the students of the science, speeding up to the wall of the pharmaceutical factory.

Chapter 380 Three? It seems that you are planning to give up the right to live

In the corridor on the third floor of the main building of the pharmaceutical factory, the ventilation shaft cover on the ceiling was quietly removed.

Toyama Kinji poked his head out from the air vent, but he didn't find the surveillance camera aimed at his area, he was a little surprised.

However, this situation is exactly what he wants.

The boy who lost a layer of worry immediately turned over and jumped down, the force of the soles touching the ground was restrained, and there was not much movement.

"Well..."

The pipe dust that stuck to his clothes and hair fell with his actions, forming smoke visible to the naked eye and filling the air, almost making him sneeze.

Jinci quickly pinched the wings of his nose with his hands, and held his breath to endure the strong foreign body sensation.

After waiting for a while, after his body adjusted, he began to carefully look at the surrounding environment.

The interior lights are bright, the aisles are spacious, the walls are uniformly painted in white, and the polished quartz tile floor is matched with the same color tone. There is no frills of decoration. Overall, it is very simple, and it is different from the place that most people imagine to store biological and chemical weapons.

Looking to the left, a large glass curtain extending parallel to the corridor came into view.

This design enables people to clearly see the operation status of factory equipment from any corner of the building.

Right now, in the hollowed-out high-ceilinged space on the middle floor, the tablet and capsule production lines are operating in an orderly manner. Newly made medicines are embedded in moisture-proof tin foil, neatly stored in metal boxes, and transported to the end of the box along the conveyor belt. The large dark green plastic steel box repeats itself like this.

Except for a researcher wearing a white coat, no other people can be seen at the scene. It can be seen that the degree of automation here is so high that it almost gets rid of the need for manpower.

Even in other high-tech factories, it is probably rare to replace human labor with machinery so thoroughly.After all, the investment in building a fully automatic production line tailored for one's own products is not low.And no matter how precise the machinery is, many raw materials in the middle often need to be completed by more flexible people, not to mention the professional technicians who supervise the smooth operation of the machinery. They still play an indispensable role. With the current technological level of advanced countries, The cost of replacing it with a machine is too high.

However, Irvon Pharmaceutical Factory seemed to ignore the cost, doing its best to use non-manual means to complete 99% of the tasks, and even purchased a variety of robotic arms with different functions to meet the needs of all maintenance.

No matter how expensive labor is in Japan, a normal company would not be able to do this, but...

Based on the psychology of not wanting the secrets hidden in the pharmaceutical factory to be known by outsiders, if it is included in the consideration of decision makers, this result seems to be taken for granted.

At least, Toyama Kinji thinks so.

"No wonder there are less surveillance inside than outside, because there are not many people at all..."

The doubts raised in his heart not long ago were answered, Toyama Kinji then began to examine the information he had obtained so far, and quickly planned a course of action in his mind.

The medicines on the production line look normal...

Although he is not a Butei who specializes in biochemistry, at least he knows some basic knowledge.

Chemical and biological weapons of mass destruction are usually liquids or gases contained in sealed steel cylinders. Even if they are stored in a solid state, it is absolutely impossible to pack them in tin foil with ordinary pills.

Therefore, it is basically possible to exclude the production line from the investigation priority and focus on exploring other areas.

"Let's start looking for the most suspected laboratories and raw material warehouses first."

Quickly having a plan, Kinji moved a few steps to the right to stay away from the glass curtain to reduce the chance of being caught by others. He took out the Beretta M-92FS pistol from the holster under his uniform coat with one hand and disarmed it, and ran towards the front of the corridor against the wall. go ahead.

After less than five steps forward, his keen hearing caught a familiar voice...

The "click" sound of fingers pushing the safety of the gun.

The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and he rolled sideways on the spot.

bang bang bang...

The sound of gunshots came to his ears, and several metal jets swept past his previous position with screams.

boom! boom! boom!

Locating the source of the sound, Toyama Kinji raised his right hand behind him and fired several consecutive blind shots, forcing the attacker to avoid. At the same time, his hands on the ground cooperated with his waist and legs to turn sharply, turning around 180 degrees at the fastest speed.

He saw his enemy...

It was a woman wrapped in black. The monotonous color matching and tailoring lines lacked characteristics, and it was difficult to get much personal traits from it.

The high collar covered the skin of the neck, and the hands holding the HK MP7 submachine gun were wearing leather gloves, and the hair color was completely black.

If you want to say what is the most eye-catching, it is probably only the silver mask covering the face.

Tread...

He obviously couldn't feel her presence at all before, but after the sneak attack failed, perhaps because he decided that there was no need to continue to hide the movement, the woman's footsteps suddenly became clear.

The pace of progress is neither impatient nor too cautious, which shows its self-confidence.

Sensing the extraordinary strength of the person in front of him, Toyama Kinji smiled wryly, but did not choose to run away, maintaining the posture of raising his gun, confronting the opponent.

If he turned around and ran away in front of an opponent of this level, even if he was in explosive mode, he would not have the confidence to survive for half a minute.

About ten steps away, the woman stopped.

"Your illegal intrusion is over, industrial spy..." As if he had suffered a burn, the hoarse voice from the deep part of his damaged throat spoke Japanese with a German accent:

"I advise you not to try to resist and wait for the police to arrest you. Otherwise, I will follow my duty and shoot you dead on the spot."

Having said that, the woman paused for a while.

Toyama Kinji vaguely felt the other party's gaze through the special glass, falling on the school badge of his uniform jacket.

"Even though you're still a minor high school student, it doesn't mean that I'll be lenient with you. As a Butei, I believe you're not so naive."

From the information revealed in the woman's few paragraphs, it can be judged that the other party is the person in charge of security hired by Ilvon Pharmaceutical Factory.

Of course, the premise is not lying.

Kinji doesn't know how the mysterious organization that framed Kana works, but if he admits his identity easily, it can't be called mysterious anyway.

It is absolutely impossible to want him to be captured without a fight.

"This condition is too harsh..." Shrugged pretending to be frivolous, the young man showed a smile on his face, trying to negotiate with the other party in a gentle tone:

"I don't know if you are aware of the dangers of your working environment, but ah, I have heard very bad news... It seems that there are biological and chemical weapons hidden in this pharmaceutical factory."

However, the opponent completely ignored his plan to delay the attack, let alone panicked because of it.

"Illegal intrusion into a legally operating pharmaceutical factory based on suspicion without evidence is the patent of the Gestapo and KGB. I remember that Japan is an internationally recognized legal country..."

The masked woman shook her head regretfully and replied:

"It seems that you are going to give up your right to live. Although it is more troublesome to hand over a corpse to the police, it is not us who are wronged, so it doesn't matter."

After finishing speaking, the woman let go of the fleeting murderous aura of the previous sneak attack without reservation.

Chapter 380 Four? Bad memories

The whites of his eyes were reddened by a large amount of blood injection, Toyama Kinji always kept a high degree of focus on his opponent's every move, never letting go of the slightest omen.

(coming!)

Feeling the opponent's murderous aura, he lightly hooked the trigger of the Beretta M-92FS with his right index finger.

Compared with the subsonic [-]mm Luger bullets on my side, the opponent's bullets are supersonic, and they are fired in bursts. Once the reaction is slower by a millisecond, this round of confrontation may end immediately.

The moment when the two HK MP7 muzzles just burst into flames, before even the sound of gunshots reached the ears...

boom!boom!

The Beretta pistol, which fired first, was slightly lowered to adjust the final trajectory while the bullet was flying in the barrel for a very short time.

咑 咑 咑 咑...

The brass shell casings were thrown out of the gun left and right in the dense gunshots, and the bullets with a muzzle velocity of 724 m/s were pushed out in the explosion flame. The first bullet flew five steps away before encountering the oncoming Lu ? grid shells.

Because Toyama Kinji corrected the trajectory, the two metal bullets carrying a large amount of kinetic energy did not collide head-on, but bounced off each other after a delicate side attack.

At the same time, the Beretta M-92FS continued to fire new flames.

The ricochet with a changed path bounced off like marbles, and then hit the subsequent bullets fired from the submachine gun, confining all the ammunition in a narrow airspace.

The barrage side fights...

A stunt that can only be performed with the help of the abnormal dynamic vision in the burst mode.

What surprised Jin Ci was that even though he intentionally controlled some of the ricochets to hit the opponent, he was shot down without exception. Although it was not as difficult as controlling the ballistic trajectory, the opponent was now dual-wielding submachine guns after all. , the recoil force to bear alone is not comparable to myself.

(What kind of exaggerated wrist strength and eyesight, it's no worse than the explosive mode...)

Right now, the ten-meter-long space between the boy and the masked woman was quickly filled with dozens of bullets. However, none of them successfully broke through the defense line and hit the human body.

Until the remaining bullets in the magazines of both guns are completely emptied.

ding ding ding...

There were sporadic and crisp sounds of metal falling to the ground, and the bullets whose kinetic energy had been exhausted in repeated bounces and the brass shells ejected from the gun fell to the ground.

"I see, is this the reason why your class of students dared to trespass on the establishment of the enterprise..." Glancing at the bullet that rolled to the ground and stopped at her feet, the woman nodded as if she knew it, her tone was flat, and she didn't seem too surprised .

"It should have a bright future, but it's a pity that I went astray, and I can only spend my good youth in prison."

"Sorry, I'm still young, and I'm not interested in going to jail." With one hand calmly flipping his bangs on his forehead, Toyama Kinji denied the other party's future plans aloud.

"That's not what you say..."

Having said that, unexpectedly, she drew her hands behind her back.

The HK MP7, which is much larger than ordinary pistols, suddenly disappeared into the woman's palm.

The strange thing is that even though she has no weapons in her hands, the sense of threat she brings to people has not diminished but increased.

The long and slender fingers wrapped in the glove moved and then clenched their fists. The woman stood with her legs apart, bent her knees and lowered her figure to assume a fighting posture.

"It's decided by my fist!"

tread!

With a kick of her legs after gaining momentum, her whole body was shot forward like an arrow.

Seeing this, Toyama Kinji quickly took out the butterfly knife and swung it, pulled out the blade in the sheath, and stabbed at the opponent.

The arm lengths of the two are almost the same, but with the addition of knives, the gap will be significantly widened, and there will be an advantage in weapons. The empty-handed side is bound to counterattack or dodge sideways.

Grasp this small lead, and you will be able to continue to take the initiative.

As the blade approached the woman's face at a very high speed, the young man focused on the opponent's movement changes and wanted to respond immediately, but he did not expect that the opponent had no intention of avoiding it at all. He pointed his right hand into a knife and aimed at the tip of the butterfly knife head-on. .

Whoosh!

The sharp blade and hand knife pierced the air and produced a sharp whistling wind. In the blink of an eye when the two were about to meet, the hand suddenly closed, holding the blade tightly with the index thumb with a stronger grip, and moved to the right.

The left hand that had already clenched a fist at the side of his waist locked the young man's fragile chin, and threw an uppercut brazenly.

"Varied!?"

In just two strokes, not only did Kinci's force on the saber be relieved, but it also drew his center of gravity forward and entered the range of the woman's attack.

With the situation in danger, Jin Ci paced and jumped up, following the force of his opponent's butterfly knife, twisted and did a side somersault, finally avoiding the sharp punch that condensed the power of his legs to bounce.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, the next stage of the offensive came immediately.

The miss of the previous attack seemed to be expected by the woman, and the center of gravity of the body that kicked up into the air was thrown back, and the feet drew a semicircle in the air like a sickle, and kicked heavily on the chin of Toyama Kinji, who was caught off guard.

"Woo!"

Although the power was far less than that of the punch just now, the shock generated by the strong impact still blurred the young man's vision for a moment.

The Butterfly Knife was thrown out of his hand, but he didn't know where it landed; he himself flew upside down several meters before regaining consciousness, adjusted his posture and managed to step firmly on the ground.

"Are you still not giving up?"

After landing gracefully with a graceful figure that even a gymnast can hardly match, the masked woman was not in a hurry to chase after her, but walked towards her slowly.

Few people know better than her that this ordinary boy with a gloomy temperament in front of him, the more he is forced into a desperate situation, the stronger his combat power will be.

It was not a lie to say that she asked the other party to wait for the police to arrive, but it was her purpose.

"How can a man admit defeat because of a small setback?"

Wiping the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his hand, Kinci's tone was quite indifferent, but his eyes could not deceive anyone, and became much more dignified.