The country has not forgotten him yet, which made Gong Zemu secretly excited, but he carefully suppressed his emotions as if nothing had happened.
The hard work of the past twenty years has worn away his fireworks and his sharp edges. Every Japanese around him has no idea that there is actually a real Chinese lurking among them.
The intelligence network in Japan secretly conducted several small tests on Miyazawa Mu, and then gradually began to activate his mission.
At this time, Miyazawa Mu already had a high position in the Self-Defense Forces, and the task was not difficult. As the work deepened, he gained more and more information, and bit by bit of important intelligence passed through him and the person he was interviewing.
The store owner's hand spread, but the Japanese military and US troops stationed in Japan had no idea about it.
Until recently, he quietly stole the Japanese island-wide garrison information that his immediate superior had just borrowed, including information about the U.S. military base in Okinawa. Unexpectedly, the information leaked somewhere, and the Japanese immediately reacted and launched an endless pursuit of him.
, or simply a relentless pursuit.
I can no longer return to my home in Japan, and the friends I made have suddenly turned into enemies, as if they were enemies of the world.
The exposure was so sudden. If it hadn't been for an emergency call to his cell phone, I'm afraid he wouldn't have known the fact that he had been exposed. If it had been half an hour at night, he would have been enjoying himself in the Japanese military's prison by now.
Under the strictest supervision.
Throwing away all communication tools such as mobile phones, Miyazawa Mu could only keep moving to avoid being tracked by the Japanese. Whether it was disguise or other methods, the other party always found various ways to quickly re-track them, as if
I still can't get rid of the sticky stool.
When he thought he was about to fall into despair, he discovered that he was not alone. Whenever he felt helpless, the nearby public phone booth would ring inexplicably, and small notes or various traffic signs would suddenly appear in his pocket.
The key kept moving around. Little by little, he quietly pointed out a safe route, constantly avoiding the approaching pursuers.
He had many dangerous encounters with experienced pursuers, and was even deliberately led astray.
He is not fighting alone. In order to avoid exposing other intelligence personnel, not only the owner of the noodle shop is missing, but also the few intelligence personnel who have contacted him deliberately keep a distance. Almost none of them show up directly.
The information is still in Gong Zemu's hands, not only for the safety of the information, but also for the trust of his superiors in him.
The superior is making unremitting efforts and will not give up on him easily. Gong Zemu's heart has always been warm, and he will not give up either.
When Mu Miyazawa quietly changed cars in the suburbs of Shizuoka Prefecture, several unknown men, women, and children passed by each other in a hurry. They pieced together the whispers passed by in a relay and pointed out the final destination to him.
stand.
On a section of road in Akita County, superiors arranged a final evacuation plan. To ensure that he and the intelligence he obtained were safely evacuated, was it a submarine? A ship? A helicopter?
From the map, it looked like that section of the road was only adjacent to the seaside, but Miyazawa couldn't guess what kind of plan it was that made his superiors so confident.
As the home field, the Japanese pursuers have always lingered. After being teased repeatedly, the number of pursuers continued to increase, and a heavy reward was quietly placed in secret. Even the power of the club was mobilized, as if a war had been launched.
People's War, in fact, is exactly what it is.
The Japanese military knows very well that once this information is leaked, most of the trump cards of Japan's military power will be exposed, which will inevitably have a huge impact on the island's defense force or other plans.
Three days and three nights of running around without sleep had exhausted Miyazawa to the extreme, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, not only for himself, but also for the information hanging on his chest.
"This is Team 3. We found the 'Palace' and prepare immediately on all sections! Our team is preparing to harass the dogs behind."
"Team 1 received it! Start taking action!"
"Team 2 received it! Start taking action!"
"Team 4 confirms the location of the 'Palace' and prepares to respond. 'Dragon Knight' will arrive in 5 minutes."
On a certain stretch of highway in Akita Prefecture, an accident occurred one after another 10 kilometers before and after the two-way carriageway.
On one side, a truck had a flat tire, causing a serious rear-end collision involving seven cars. The entire intersection was blocked for a while, and the vehicles behind could not even get around.
On the other side, a tanker truck carrying chemicals suddenly overturned. It was better now. There were few vehicles at night. This 10-kilometer straight road suddenly became vacuumed in a short time. There was not a single car.
people.
"Team No. 1 received it! Interception successful!"
"Team No. 2 received it! The interception was successful! Clearance completed."
"I am Team 3. There is an accident. There are at least ten mobile armors approaching quickly. There are also suspected self-propelled robots and armed helicopters, as well as Self-Defense Force soldiers. The number is unknown. You only have two minutes. We are arranging an interception
Take the lead, we won’t be able to stop it for long, you have to be quick.”
Several loud explosions suddenly sounded in the mountains far away from the highway section. They were anti-infantry mines planted, pure MadeJapan goods. I am afraid that even the Japanese did not expect to use them on themselves.
Team 3, who was responsible for the harassment mission, obviously expected that the Japanese military would take it so seriously, and even dispatched fighter mobile armor to pursue it.
If they hadn't been poorly prepared in advance and deliberately controlled the development of the situation, I'm afraid they would have built some anti-tank mines or C4 or something to give those big steel cans a huge surprise.
Japan is a country that specializes in the design and development of precision instruments and is committed to robotics technology. It has invested heavily in this area, which can be seen from Japan's self-produced cartoons.
Robots and mobile armor account for a large proportion in science fiction cartoons, which is also intrinsically related to the domestic technological development trend.
Several robots or mobile armors of different sizes seem to have been developed for complex terrain. They are walking on flat ground in the mountains. A large number of armed personnel are rushing towards the unexpectedly closed road section. They seem to have realized that the target of pursuit is about to come from here.
To escape, he tried his best to speed up.
"arrive!"
Panting heavily, Miyazawa walked through the woods in embarrassment, and saw the road in front of him, where a figure was standing and waving to him.
He conveniently threw away the spray canister used to eliminate the smell of the ambush dogs. It was no longer needed at this moment.
"One of our own!"
As if seeing the last straw, Gong Zemu immediately became excited, and suddenly heard several distant explosions from behind. He still did not look back, but immediately quickened his pace.
Every second counts, not only for his own life, but also for important information. He doesn't even have time to look back.
"Hurry up! Come on! Time is running out!"
While listening to the report in his ears, the figure waved to Gong Zemu more eagerly, urging him to go faster.
The No. 3 team responsible for interception can no longer support them for long. They are only responsible for harassment, not fighting against the Japanese.
If the situation becomes uncontrollable, Group 3 will automatically and quickly evacuate without hesitation. In fact, they are already gradually shifting their positions, setting up suspicious formations, and making preparations for the retreat.
"'Dragon Knight,' have you arrived? Hurry up, the situation here has changed."
The person in charge of Team 4 was dressed like a bosozoku. He impatiently hit the Harley Prince's accelerator and anxiously sent out the contact again. Only he and one other person in the team were waiting at the pick-up point. At this time, Mu Miyazawa had already arrived on the highway.
He was held there by another team member, gasping for air.
"Confirm target! Landing!"
Like the sound of nature, a voice suddenly came to the ears of the leader of Team 4. His eyes suddenly widened, "What? Landing?! Where is it?"
An unexpected landing operation shocked the entire response team.
What about the roar of the engine?
Where is the fighter figure?
Where?
You think a fighter jet is a balloon.
Human life is at stake! Don’t joke like this.
But the leader of Team 4 opened his eyes wide in the next second, as if something slowly passed by, almost wiping his nose, and slid over quietly, like a chameleon, a huge thing emerged from the transparent state.
body.
It was a huge beast that exuded invisible pressure like a beast.
A pure black fighter jet traveled through time and space, appeared on the road in the sky, and was slowly gliding towards Miyazawa Mu's position.
"W-what is going on? Where did it come from?"
The leader of Team 4 could not believe what he saw.
"The horses are on top!"
Both Mu Miyazawa and the reception staff have been rooted in Japan for a long time and are accustomed to speaking fluent Japanese, but at this time, they couldn't help but break out in Chinese.
This is really amazing.
Could it be the legendary space teleportation technology?
A huge fighter jet suddenly appeared on the temporarily closed passage. Under the dim light of the street lights on both sides, people had to believe that this was not a dream, but a real fighter jet.
The cockpit is covered with a thick, hole-like outer armor, which seems completely different from common fighter jets.
Hiss!~ After a soft sound, the cockpit opened, and a piece of white heavy clothing was thrown over.
"Put it on immediately and leave immediately. Others, your mission is completed. Leave immediately."
The pilot who leaned out of the cockpit couldn't see his face clearly. He was wearing a dark tactical armor with a murderous aura. It didn't look like an anti-Dutch suit at all. It seemed to be a combat weapon born entirely for land warfare.
.
The optical synthetic aperture imaging system and light microscopy worked seamlessly to confirm the pickup location.
Lin Mo shut down the engine and used the aerodynamic effect of the repulsion shield to quietly glide over from a distance.
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It’s so cool to blow up the anus of all the masters along the way!~
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