The English translation of the Special Assault Team, abbreviated as SAT, is Japan's backbone anti-terrorism force. It was established in 1977. Its number has been controlled at around 300. It is the best among the best and is divided into different groups all year round.
The teams are stationed in important areas such as Tokyo, Hokkaido, Osaka Prefecture, and today in order to arrest the vicious murderer in the rental building, three teams were mobilized together for an operation.
The heavily armed SAT special police officers were divided into two lines and photographed outside the door of Room 1303. The long guns in each person's hands had the safety turned off, and the magazines were all full of live ammunition. The captain stood by the door and raised his hand.
Hands, everyone grabbed the handle of the gun and held their breath waiting for instructions. A technician squatted next to the door holding a life detector and attached it to the door panel. Two jumping red dots were displayed on the screen. He looked back at the captain, who gently
He shook his head to indicate that it was not yet time.
The calls to surrender outside the building continued, and the negotiators were still on the way. The entire Osaka Prefectural Police Department approved the operation with the highest standards. The director's attention was so high that he almost regarded the prisoner as his cheating wife, risking his life and risking his future.
We also need to bring the other party to justice. If it weren't for tanks that couldn't easily enter the city, there would probably be two parked on the yellow soil outside the accommodation building.
The captain turned up the cuffs of his combat uniform, and the tactical watch on his wrist was running circles, one circle for one minute. The order from above was that if there was no response inside after five minutes, and they refused to communicate, they broke in directly, risking the lives of the hostages.
It is important, but it is necessary to confirm whether the hostages are still alive. The longer the scene is anxious, the greater the social impact will be and it will be difficult to withstand the pressure of public opinion.
Downstairs, the chief of the Metropolitan Police Department was yelling very hard. A subordinate on the side was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a water glass in the sun. He handed it to his chief, who waved his hand in disgust, and hung the horn on the car door irritably. He felt
With his throat burning, he looked up at the helicopter above and shook his head to indicate that he had no choice but to wait for the negotiators to arrive.
"Is there any movement in the room? Any movement?" the director gasped and asked the SAT captain on the front line through the police car's radio.
“There’s no movement, wait, there seems to be someone talking inside.”
“Speaking voice?”
“The suspect seemed to be talking to someone.”
“Talk to the hostage?”
“No, I only heard a voice.”
"A voice? Is there anyone else in the room?" The director looked a little ugly, "Can you hear what is being said?"
In front of room 1303, the SAT captain raised his head slightly and looked at the surrounding team members. He pressed his palms again and again to signal everyone to hold their breath and maintain absolute silence. He slowly lay down on the spot and leaned his ears close to the crack under the door panel to try to eavesdrop inside.
The small human voice that keeps ringing
Okubo Ryoichi answered the phone ten seconds after dialing, and a sweet girl's voice sounded on the other end and said, "This is the Tokyo Metropolitan Government's comprehensive special service hotline. How can I help you?"
"Executive Bureau number, 0727A25, requesting support, orange situation, the location is No. 13 residential area in front of the third intersection in Kyono City, Osaka Prefecture. Now the Osaka Prefectural Police Department is surrounding this place. I have 'baggage' on me and cannot be arrested. Maybe
There will be an uncontrollable firefight."
"Please wait a moment, Mr. Ryoichi Okubo?" After listening to these words quietly, the sweet voice on the other side immediately became calm and professional, and the sound of typing on the keyboard could be heard from the phone, "You should be on official business now.
, the field mission record of the Executive Bureau shows that you should track down a fugitive hybrid in Osaka Prefecture. Can you explain how you were targeted by the Metropolitan Police Department? According to the implementation video shown by Princess Kaguya, almost half of Osaka’s police force
They are already outside your building."
“There is no time to explain. They will start breaking down the door in about five minutes. Can I contact the Metropolitan Police to resolve the misunderstanding?”
The operator on the other end of the phone was silent for tens of seconds and then said, "It may be difficult. According to Kaguya's report, the Osaka Prefectural Police Department is currently carrying out regular anti-terrorism operations. If you want to suspend the operation, you need to provide valid documents. It will take five minutes."
You didn’t even have time to print the relevant documents. You mentioned ‘baggage’ before. What type of ‘baggage’ is it and can it be discarded?”
“Living baggage cannot fall into the hands of the police, let alone the official medical system.” Ryoichi said, “Does this mean no one can help me now?”
“Please wait patiently, I have reported your situation to the Executive Board, please do not hang up, the call will be transferred to the authorities soon.”
Melodious music sounded on the phone. After a moment, a man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone, "This is the Director of the Executive Bureau, Yuan Zhisheng."
Ryoichi was stunned for a moment before slowly describing the situation he encountered. After briefly describing the situation, the man on the other end of the phone said, "I already understand the basic situation. Stay alive and reinforcements will arrive soon."
After saying this, the phone was hung up unilaterally. At this time, there was a shattering sound from the window not far away. He held the mobile phone and put it down silently. When he raised his head, he saw a cylindrical thing.
flew towards me
Suddenly there was the sound of glass breaking on the third floor of the dormitory building. All the police officers below looked up and found that it was not the prisoners in the room who went crazy and broke the window. The window was broken from the outside in! The AT actually started to arm themselves in advance.
Raid!
"What are you doing?" The director was shocked. SAT has always been famous for its high obedience, but at this critical moment, something like this happened. Could it be that someone in the system wanted to get rid of him and bribed the entire SAT to mess up the situation?
This operation, right?
The signal to start the raid was that a shock bomb was thrown into the house. Naturally, it was also someone from SAT who did it. There was a guy in the SWAT team outside the door who broke the glass with his elbow when no one had time to stop him.
, and threw a shock bomb into it!
The captain of the SAT at the door was the first to react. The moment he caught a glimpse of the reckless team member taking out the shock bomb, he guessed what the guy wanted to do. He stretched out his hands to stop him in surprise, but this guy's hands and feet were abnormal.
Quickly, he probed the window, knocked on the window, and pulled out the bolt. After plugging it, he hid back to the window and sidestepped to avoid the sound of the explosion.
Unlike the shock projectiles in CS games, the shock bombs thrown by the SAT team members did not emit a strong white light, but the firelight illuminated the window for an instant. The shock bombs are filled with powder, and the difference from grenades is that they do not have fragments.
, there is only a faint white smoke and a deafening explosion at the moment of explosion. If you eat one indoors and the distance is close enough, you probably won’t need to break into the door and shoot. You will have fainted on the ground and become deaf.
The shock bomb equipped with the AT is naturally a powerful version of the bomb used against terrorists. Serre only broke a corner of the glass when it went in, but the moment the shock bomb exploded, the 170-decibel noise shook the entire glass into pieces.
Debris all over the sky was scattered on the corridor, and the noise that instantly surpassed that of an airplane turbine taking off continued to echo in the house. Even some special police officers hiding outside felt a strong sense of dizziness.
"Who the hell told you to do it?" The SAT captain who was holding his head stretched out his hand and grabbed the bastard member who threw the shock bomb. Because he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see clearly who the other person was. After all, this team is a mixed team.
, due to the urgency of the mission, he did not have time to recognize everyone under his command.
But after glaring at the team member for less than half a second, he immediately turned to look at the silent room, violently shook him off, turned around and walked to the door, loaded the shotgun with one hand, and aimed it at the upper and lower sides.
One shot was fired at each door lock position, and then the whole door was blown away by the strong-backed man's kick.
Smoke from the explosion of the shock bomb rushed into the room. Before the captain had time to see clearly, he only saw a black coffee table flying towards him in the smoke. The "action" he was about to roar out of his mouth was swallowed up.
When I went back, I jumped back hard and fell on the corridor, but was caught by the team members behind me.
The heavy coffee table flew across and directly hit the door with only the door frame remaining, blocking the way in. The force of the throw was too strong and the walls on both sides of the door were shaken with cracks. Sitting down on the corridor
The SAT captain looked at the coffee table stuck behind the door and swallowed his saliva. Even if he was a strong man who was rare in the SWAT team, if he flew over from this coffee table and hit him head-on, he would probably break a few bones.
Combat ability.
Did someone hide a trebuchet in this room? How did the coffee table weighing at least dozens of kilograms get thrown out? This doubt only flew through the mind of the SAT captain for half a second before he was helped up by the team members on both sides.
He kicked the coffee table open with his feet, and anti-terrorist SWAT police swarmed in, their helmets' spotlights constantly flashing to look for their target.
The whole house seemed to have been plowed, the walls were covered with torn pieces of paper and maps, and there were burning embers and cut phone cards in the trash can. The murderer was cleaning all the traces in this room while they were waiting outside.
!
Deep in the house, the SWAT officers who rushed through the door caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of their eyes, rushing towards the bathroom stall. Someone raised his gun and wanted to fire, but when he saw the girl carrying the figure clearly, he suddenly fired.
The muzzle of the gun was pressed down. Upon seeing this, the AT leader threw the shotgun directly on his back. He sprinted over on foot. The moment the opponent entered the bathroom, he reached out and grabbed his wrist. He wanted to grab it.
Drag this guy back.
At this moment, Okubo Ryo, who was caught, turned around and met the SAT man's eyes. The two men looked at each other, one's shocked eyes reflected the other's golden and cold pupils.
Ryoichi raised his arm and twitched his wrist. At the moment of exerting force, the SAT captain felt that he was not dragging a man, but an angry bull. The force made him stagger forward. He raised his hand and was about to punch, but
But the opponent nimbly dodged it and then hit him with a jab on the bridge of his nose. Before he could stand still, he received another kick in the abdomen. The steel plate sandwich in the body armor made a muffled sound and he flew up and hit him.
It hit the wall behind so much that the wall peeled off.
Hitting people is like hanging a painting, hitting the wall with a bang, and then falling to the ground with a thud, along with the wall and dust behind it. The AT captain fell to the ground and almost couldn't catch his breath. He felt that he was hit head-on by a dump truck.
, while his eyes were turning black, the incredible feeling in his heart suddenly exploded. He had heard similar ridiculous rumors among the SAT troops before, saying that during their anti-terrorism career, the seniors had encountered anomalies with physical strength that exceeded the normal number of times.
Prisoners, these scary guys can even lift a cement mixer and throw it at them when they are crazy. He always thought it was a joke, but he didn't expect that he actually encountered them today.
His excellent tactical skills allowed him to hit the wall and fall to the ground. After enduring the great pain, he pulled out the gun between his legs and pointed it at him. But what he didn't expect was that the other party adjusted his posture so that the hostage's side was completely facing him, and he couldn't find it even if he fired.
When I got there, I could only watch the bathroom door being slammed shut.
"Bathroom, there is an escape route in the bathroom! Air team, go around to the back of the building, the prisoner is trying to escape!" The SAT captain picked up his pistol, pointed it at the bathroom door lock and fired, knocking off the door handle and lock cylinder.
, coughing and growling at the radio channel.
Ryoichi rushed into the bathroom with Kyogawa Mai on his back. There was no room for a toilet in the narrow space, and there was only a squat toilet. The rest of the space was a toilet pusher and a faucet, but they were not what he wanted. After all, even the mixed-race was awesome.
Escape from the toilet pit, even if you can, you can't overcome this hurdle mentally.
The reason why he chose to rush into the bathroom was because there was a window in the narrow toilet. Behind this residential building, there were connected back alleys composed of street buildings. Although the height of the third floor outside the window was a bit daunting,
But this was nothing to Ryoichi. He reached out and lifted the window up, but before he could get out, the bathroom door next to him was kicked open from the outside.
A SWAT team member rushed in with a gun. He raised the gun and aimed at Ryoichi's head, who turned to look at him. The moment he pulled the trigger, Ryoichi reached out and grabbed the barrel of the gun and turned sideways to avoid it. The noisy gunshots continued on the wall.
The blasted crater and dust trail pulled a straight line upwards, and finally blew out the lampshade hanging from the ceiling.
At this distance, the long gun was basically useless. The SWAT team members also realized this. They raised their right legs and kicked the man in front of them in the abdomen, but they were avoided. The only left leg that supported standing was kicked violently.
With a kick, the whole person performed a split on the spot, and a batch of tactical trousers made a tearing sound.
Ryoichi knocked him with a knee on his chin and knocked him unconscious. He grabbed his collar with one hand and lifted him up. He held him up at the door to block his teammates who wanted to rush in from behind.
At this time, the narrow advantage of this room is reflected. The bathroom is only so big and the door is only so big. If you want to get in, you can only line up one by one. The Persian army of 200,000 people has to be blocked by 300 warriors if they want to enter Thermopylae.
Come on, there is an obstacle blocking the bathroom door and unless it is cleared away, no matter how many people are outside, they can't squeeze in.
The SWAT team members outside the bathroom were crowded and wanted to rush in, but the fainting teammate who was blocked by the door felt as if there were support pillars behind him. Three or four of them couldn't push the person in with all their strength.
At the same time, they did not dare to strike hard. After all, the ones between them and the prisoner were their own teammates. During the wrestling match, they were worried that the prisoner behind them would strike hard.
Ryoichi in the bathroom was about to turn his head and reach out to open the window not far away, when something suddenly rolled in under the feet of the SWAT team member he had raised. He looked down and his calm expression suddenly changed.
That's a grenade. Someone slipped it in during this stalemate!
Naturally, the safety ring on the grenade is also removed. No matter who is brave enough to insert this thing, it will blow up everything in the bathroom in less than three seconds, whether it is a hostage, a murderer, or a gambler.
No one can escape from the SWAT police at the door!
The first time Ryoichi saw the grenade, he immediately unleashed all his strength and pushed the unconscious SWAT team member in his hand out together with the people behind him who were exerting force. Several SWAT team members outside the bathroom seemed to have been knocked away by the surging wave.
It fell backwards.
In the bathroom, the light in Liang's golden eyes rose to its peak, and the long syllables in his mouth were compressed into a booming sound in half a second, and the moment he spat it out, it was like the word "jade" in Chinese!
Yan Ling·The dustless land.
The field began to unfold outward from his body. Before it was fully unfolded, he had already jumped down and suppressed the grenade under him. A second later, brilliant fireworks and roars erupted under him, and his whole body was
It exploded and flew dozens of centimeters off the ground before falling down.
The SWAT officers outside the door were stunned by the sudden grenade explosion and kept retreating. A chaotic roar began to sound outside the house, as if someone was asking who threw the grenade, but no one answered.
The SWAT officer who fell on the ground and was affected by the aftermath of the grenade was pulled away by the team members who came in from behind. The follow-up team rushed into the bathroom without stopping. As soon as they entered, they saw Ryoichi getting up from the dust.
Both sides were startled for a moment. They originally thought that there would be two blackened and bloody corpses lying in the bathroom that was blown to pieces by the grenade. However, they did not expect that the man on the ground was actually facing the grenade that exploded at zero range.
Climbing up, even though the other party was not intact, a large piece of clothes disappeared from the abdomen, and there was a large area of burns and bloody flesh, which made everyone who saw this scene feel that their cognition was shocked.
Is there really a superman in the world who can physically carry grenades?
Burning pain, this is the only feeling that Ryoichi has experienced. Compressed word spirit chanting is an extremely difficult skill. Although he has practiced it before, it seems that he still hasn't practiced it well enough. The moment the grenade exploded in Wuchen Land,
It is not completely opened, just like the process of a protective film from thin to thick. The initial area can withstand most of the impact and temperature, but when this protective film is most fragile, there is still some heat energy and shrapnel.
It penetrated and hurt him.
The skin and muscles were burned, there should be some slight bleeding in the internal organs, and the ribs were bruised. What was even more troublesome was that there were probably one or two shrapnels pierced into the body. In order to protect the girl behind him, he could only fly and throw the grenade down, otherwise the grenade would explode.
Everyone inside and outside the bathroom must die. The bastard who threw the grenade figured out that he had no choice, so he made such a crazy tactical arrangement.
But fortunately, he won't die yet. The hybrid's strong physique ensures that he can still have a certain ability to move despite an injury that would make ordinary people unable to move. As long as he gets treatment afterwards, he will probably be able to survive. Provided that he can
Hold on until then.
Ryoichi got up from the ground and before he could make any move, the special police who rushed in from outside the door had already hit him in his arms. It seemed that they didn't know that the prisoner inside jumped up and threw the grenade to save the hostage and they were the same before.
teammates, now in their eyes, what crawled up in the bathroom is just a frightening monster.
Three strong SWAT policemen who entered the bathroom one after another held down Ryoichi's hands, then hugged his injured waist and pushed him against the wall. The moment before he was squeezed into the wall, Ryoichi kicked him behind him.
The wall supported the three special policemen with sprouting veins in front of them, preventing Jingchuan Wu who was carrying her from behind from being crushed. If she was pushed against the wall like this, this girl would have to squeeze out all her overnight dinner last night.
A black shadow suddenly appeared outside the bathroom window, and someone suddenly broke in through the window from the outside. It was a special police officer hanging a rappel rope. He descended from the helicopter outside the accommodation building and carried out a breakthrough attack directly from Ryoichi's escape exit.
!
After seeing Ryoichi pinned against the wall, the SWAT police who came in through the broken window immediately turned their guns and pointed them at the man's head. Just as they were about to shoot, a blade fell from the cuff of Ryoichi's right hand that was being held down, and he caught it with his fingers.
Finally, with a stroke of skill, he cut the SWAT officer's finger on the trigger. The moment the opponent was relieved from the pain, he held on to the severe pain in his body and once again chanted the dragon text and opened the realm of the dustless land.
A circular field emerged from Ryoichi's body. Except for him and Mai Kyogawa on his back, the four special police officers in the small bathroom were pushed away by the invisible field and pressed against the bathroom wall. One
The unlucky guy was even pushed up to the ceiling, looking down at Ryoichi in the center of the field in disbelief, not knowing what was happening.
"I'm sorry." Ryoichi released himself from the restraints and coughed up a mouthful of dark brown bloody saliva. He turned his head and glanced at the SWAT officer who was squeezed in front of the window and couldn't move. He accelerated and kicked him in front of the other's horrified sight.
On his abdomen, he rushed out of the window with him!
The sunlight and the strong wind stirred up by the propellers of the helicopter in the sky in the alley fell on Ryoichi's back. At a height of ten meters, there was an alley where the sun could not shine. He hugged the special policeman who was still connected to the rappel rope and walked all the way.
Descending, when the rappelling rope reached its limit, he pulled out his dagger and cut the rope with a knife. He landed from a height of three meters, his feet firmly planted on the ground. The moment he bent down and paused, his waist wound tore and splattered with blood on the ground.
It was at this moment that his whole body was shrouded in severe pain, but he nervously rolled to the right, but still took a step slower, and a bullet flew behind Wu Jingchuan and hit him in the chest.
The bullet in the left shoulder was probably aimed at his heart, intending to pierce through Jingchuan Wu and kill him along with it.
He turned his head and glanced at the SAT team member behind him who was holding a gun at the window of the bathroom on the third floor of the residential building. The two pairs of golden eyes looked at each other in the air. The other party did not hesitate to shoot again, but this time the bullet directly hit an invisible area.
It was bounced away and hit so hard that lime splattered on the wall.
The dust-free land opened again, and Ryoichi, who released the field for the third time, breathed heavily and took a deep look at the SAT member. At this moment, his eyes seemed to penetrate the tactical helmet and looked directly at the man named Shiraishi.
The Golden Eyes of the Despicable by Long Hao.
Seeing the area opening up, the SAT team members stopped shooting. They put down their semi-automatic sniper rifles and stepped on the bathroom window to watch the man in the long alley rush towards the distant dark curving darkness and gradually disappear.
He smiled faintly under his helmet, as if he had a winning ticket.