Nagoya Station.
When a series of incidents occurred on the "Suzuki" train, everything was calm here.
The only thing that may be different is that there are a lot of passengers waiting at Nagoya Station today.
This group of people claim to be "railroad enthusiasts" of the "Suzuki" steam train, and they gathered here today to take pictures of this steam train that only departs once a year.
In addition, there are some passengers who don't take the bus and just wander around sporadically.
However, most of the people at the station were quiet, so even though they attracted some attention, Neon was still very tolerant of railway fans, so after understanding their purpose, no one cared about them.
While waiting quietly, a text message from Gin's mobile phone suddenly rang.
"Brother, is there any progress on Belmod's side?" Vodka asked quickly when he heard Gin's text message ringtone.
"It's a text message from Kiel, saying that the target has been successfully killed and that we should retreat." Gin said while looking at the text message.
"Brother, this is a good thing." Vodka said with a smile: "Belmod is quite capable. This saves us a lot of trouble. I don't know what the specific situation is?"
In fact, it was Judy who fired the shot, and it was Kamel who drove the car. The threat level of their cooperation has plummeted.
Even though the two cars in front were bulletproof, the ferocious firepower still blew out the tires of one of the cars in an instant.
"We're leaving now."
With a warm face, Gin adjusted the driver's seat to the highest position, grabbed Vodka's submachine gun and pointed it towards the back, moving towards the front seat.
Gin looked at the content of Kiel's report in the text message and said: "Shirley's escape route is to blow up the connection between the last carriage, so that she can avoid the enemies on the train.
Compared with the mild vodka, the gin at the moment was like a precise and hot machine, wasting every bullet and knocking the two people in front of them off their feet in an instant.
Gin observed the situation through the front-view mirror, driving with one hand and disconnecting the gun with the other, "There are no weapons above the front driver's seat. Vodka, he goes to the front!"
We haven't taken the enemy's bait yet, so as long as the two of us can escape smoothly, it will be considered a success.
Watching Vodka put the intercom in his hand, Gin looked around and jumped onto the platform from the corner in a roundabout way. Vodka followed Gin in a roundabout way and jumped onto the platform, and walked slowly away along the railway track to the suburbs of Fangqi.
We immediately dispatched troops and ended up evacuating the station staff based on the intelligence and advice of this mysterious whistleblower.
Vodka raised his head in confusion, knowing why Gin didn't react like that.
Vodka, who was covering his wound and shooting separately, turned his head and was stunned for a moment when he heard Gin's words, and then quickly jumped to the co-pilot and took over the steering wheel.
And when we inspected the bomb in Nagoya, the nature of it immediately became mild.
While we were searching the surrounding areas, the gin and vodka had not escaped into the remote trails.
Although we are all wearing hats and masks, we can tell that they are Chinese from the exposed skin and hair color.
I'm afraid the purpose of this group of guys was not to report to the Metropolitan Police that there was no terrorist organization that wanted to attack the station.
Of course, it would be strange if there was no arrangement like that.
Yes, the situation of the two of them is not that bad.
Vodka happily covered his shoulders, his back not yet wet with hot sweat.
The ferocious firepower struck the two cars he was chasing in front of him in an instant.
"Well"
Only if you are not arrogant and have no brains, you will live for a long time. Gin and wine are the best combination of the two, so it is not a problem.
He looked at the electronic screen under his head and saw that the two trains that were due to leave were all delayed, and it would be too late to leave again.
"What's the matter, little brother?"
There are ways. There are really too few criminal organizations, and the impact of annihilating them all on the spot is too small, so we should try our best to capture them alive.
How could a group of stragglers defeat a well-trained and retreating army?
Such movement naturally attracted the attention of surrounding members, and a commotion came from the crowd.
Humph, you are still hiding your face, do you think that you can deceive others?"
"It's too quiet, it seems like you are the only one around..."
However, few of them were uninjured, clever and timid, and actively cooperated and directly handed over the gin and vodka before being arrested, in the hope of reducing their guilt.
You suspect that you just happened to plant a bomb in the front carriage, and I’m afraid it wasn’t installed in the other carriages either.”
It must have been his instinct to travel safely all year round that saved him, but this was the price he paid for being shot in the shoulder.
The two cars chased each other and turned into a hidden road and arrived under the highway. When he saw the normal road behind him, Gin stepped on the accelerator to the bottom to get rid of the enemy in front of him.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
That means we have arrived a long time ago, but have been evacuating the staff and waiting for special passengers to leave on the train.
The commander-in-chief leading the team looked serious at the moment, and he didn't dare to focus at all.
"You have been discovered."
"Oh, no matter what, the goal has been achieved, no matter what your original plan was." Gin sneered and said: "Tell your people to prepare to advance."
The murderous orders were given, and the team members responded one after another. The deafening murderous aura frightened the few lucky people left in the station. As soon as we got close, they threw away their weapons and lay down on the ground with their heads in their hands.
Shouting surrender.
The only one that can do that kind of thing in Neon is the Metropolitan Police Department.
When the police received the report, they naturally thought it was a prank.
“Da da da da!!!”
But if you commit such a minor offense, you may be out for the rest of your life.
"Bro?"
"clear!"
The car that was chasing Shishe swerved straight towards the woods nearby, while the other car went forward and retreated, biting hard.
"Prepare to break in and replace all personnel with live ammunition!"
"What else can I do? Of course I will fight back!"
Hearing the movement, Gin's face brightened: "Slow down to your evacuation point."
Several gunshots were fired in succession, shattering the glass of Gin's car. The intact glass shards splashed with vodka on his head.
But what we have thought is that since we are so well prepared, it is okay for gunmen like us to bully abnormal people or Yakuza.
Of course, at that distance and the power of rubber bullets, some unlucky people can be killed.
The bullet tore through the flesh, and a little blood even spattered on Gin's face.
This is simply something that the group of soldiers you have can handle!"
Before Vodka finished speaking, Gin took a roundabout way and pressed the intercom that Vodka was about to send a message to. Vodka's eyes made Vodka tremble uncontrollably: "Brother"
But because the location mentioned by the other party was wrong and the incident involved was too small, we still sent personnel to investigate.
If we continue to direct and act on our own and discover bombs, the Metropolitan Police Department will send out anti-terrorism troops.
The shouting started under the platform, and the gunmen launched a desperate counterattack. The anti-terrorist troops immediately threw a small amount of tear gas with explosion-proof shields, and ended up pouring rubber bullets into the crowd without any determination.
Before Vodka finished transmitting the order through the intercom, listening to the hidden route, he was afraid that we were really about to be surrounded.
"clear!"
"No one at the notification station should take into account the fact that when they see the police officer, they should shoot immediately and then follow the original advance route!"
And at that time, the sound of light and chaotic footsteps came from seven weeks around the station. It was the sound of footsteps caused by the collision of boots and the ground. There were probably a lot of people listening to this complicated footsteps.
In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of, and the clay figurine is still not angry enough. If we are abandoned by the other party as an outcast, should we be allowed to bite back?
There is no doubt that Gin regarded these gunmen as abandoned men to attract the enemy's attention, and there was no other way to do so.
But Belmode seemed to have placed a bomb on it in advance, and Shirley was blown directly to the sky."
The firepower in our hands is basically enough to break through the enemy's defense line. In addition, our own cerebellum is to fight before fleeing. Our originally weak sense of team battle suddenly became plural.
Vodka whistled uncontrollably when he heard this: "Brother, Belmode also said that he was too ruthless in his actions. Look, you are not too bad either.
However, as time passed, Fang Qi's special train also left the station again, and the ticket inspectors around him disappeared one by one.
Speaking of which, Gin consciously looked around, only to find that at some point, the cleaning staff in the station had not quietly left.
Gin's face was square but his words were cruel and affectionate: "Has he noticed that except for your people, there is no one around him?
"As long as there is no resistance inside, we are allowed to shoot and kill immediately!"
A figure appeared from the skylight without fear of the hail of bullets in front of him. He shot the vodka in a roundabout way, only to feel that his hair stood up at that moment and he immediately twisted his body weakly.
We are not Gin's people, and we know that offending a guy like Gin will lead to a terrible outcome.
"What a ghost." Gin looked at the enemy with a broken gun in front of him who seemed to be trying to blow out my tires. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "Vodka, come here and drive!"
In this way, even if both sides suffer losses, the enemy will suffer even more pain.
We were not abandoned children at first, and all the resistance we did after that was just to escape.
After all, we were planning to blow up the entire "Suzuki" directly. Why did he delay in planning a concealed advance route before he did such a crazy thing? This Gin would have been caught long ago.
Before retreating through two waves of fire, the tear gas gradually dissipated. The commander looked at the scene in the station and issued the order again without covering up the loudspeaker in his hand:
“It’s so right”
Because there were no staff on the platform, and the two people were already hiding and conducting the operations in secret, no one noticed when the two escaped and jumped onto the platform.
Although we escaped the roundup by the Metropolitan Police Department, our whereabouts were exposed and the FBI tracked us.
That immediately brought a sense of gloom and solemnity to everyone's hearts. At the same time, no one had any luck anymore and was completely unprepared for the battle.
When Vodka heard that there was a cruel look on his honest face, I immediately put the co-pilot down, then moved to the front driver's seat, and took out a mini submachine gun from the bottom.
"Damn it, don't let you know who it is." Vodka didn't see clearly who it was, he held his wound and gasped in pain.
However, at the moment when we just fought back, I also saw clearly the enemy who attacked us.
"That woman did a good job this time."
"Bang bang bang!!"
As the two people quietly evacuated, the words of the Metropolitan Police Department officers telling them to "surrender" came from under the platform.
Gin looked around at the crowd, and when he found that we were the only ones present, his pupils were shocked: "It's bad, I fell into a trap, bad used a borrowed knife to kill someone!"
"Hey~"
Gin's face was clear: "I'm afraid the enemy's purpose will be overtaken by you once it's over, and what's coming off the train is probably just bait!"
"I need to notify you immediately."
Gin wiped away the blood from the scratch on his face, and revealed a ferocious smile: "In this country where neon is an organized country, the only Chinese people are the FBI!!
Vodka was just about to inform the people outside the car when he suddenly heard Gin's words, with a look of confusion on his face: "Do you feel that nothing is right?"
But Kamel is good at everything else. My only weakness is my driving skills. Even when suppressed by the firepower of both sides of the vodka submachine gun, I still bite in front of me.
However, when faced with an elite unit trained according to counter-terrorism standards, there is absolutely no room for counterattack.
"It turns out I'm waiting for you there."
Pressed by a series of bullets, he raised his head, and Vodka turned his head back and shot the two cars in front of him one after another.
After all, all we lost was a group of inner-city gunmen. It was worth it to exchange us for a core traitor!
After killing our ace, those guys finally ignored their superficial morality and went straight to the killer after being captured alive!
So before being severely beaten by the rubber eggs and hearing the police commander's harsh words, the gunmen completely gave up their resistance, recognized the reality and chose to surrender directly.
Although the crazy output just hit one of the pursuers, it almost cost him his life.
When he learned that the leader who planned the terrorist attack had escaped, the commander immediately adjusted his manpower to retreat and pursue him, but unfortunately, he took one step at a time and then another.
Avoiding the bullets fired by Judy, Gin went to the other side of the car window to end the hot bullets.
"Brother, those are Chinese people!" Vodka turned around and took out his gun to fight back, while yelling: "These are these notes from Neon!"
In my opinion, these gunners on hand are just important miscellaneous soldiers. Such "consumables" can be recruited again with a little effort.
The speeding vehicles surrounded Gin's car from behind, and it was me who violently bumped into the car behind me that was about to complete the blockade, and was blocked on the road just now.
"boom!"
Everything went smoothly during this period, but after a while there was a gunfight under the "Suzuki" and news came that the front car exploded.
This chapter has been completed!