Although he was mentally prepared, the intensity of the firefight in the core area of the firefight was far beyond Panasonic's expectations.
Of course, it was not him who vomited or retched, but the police officers and reporters who had arrived earlier.
As soon as he got out of the car, he saw these people, ran to the side and vomited, and his face didn't look very good even if he didn't vomit.
Of course, bold people are inevitable everywhere. Some reporters walked among the corpses without changing their expressions, looking around and taking pictures. I wonder if they are really bold or if they have some special background.
However, it did save them a lot of trouble. At least most people were disgusted with this scene. They stopped and drove them away, and mostly chose to follow the good deeds. There were very few people who opposed making trouble, and they rarely joined forces to exert pressure, so it was relatively easy.
He took control of the situation.
But everyone's expressions were not good. There were corpses of their own people everywhere. It was strange to have a good expression! And except for the mutilated corpses, almost all the rest had more than one follow-up shot, so they couldn't be found at all.
Live mouth.
Soon, support arrived, and after confirming that the intelligence office had evacuated, the concession released people. Takeuchi personally led people there, and when he saw the scene, he was a little dazed.
Matsushita also rushed over and helped Takeuchi, who was staggering a bit. This result and this scene were completely unexpected by everyone. Almost no one present could remain calm.
"What's the specific situation?" Takeuchi calmed down and asked in a low voice.
"Currently, we have only found a few survivors hiding in the periphery. On the east side, which is the core area of the conflict, no survivors have been seen coming out yet.
However, we only made a general circle and did not conduct a detailed investigation. With limited manpower, we mainly focused on driving away and preventing irrelevant people from entering the scene."
"...Well...you did a good job..." Takeuchi nodded and affirmed. This move was correct and could gain them a lot of initiative.
However, Panasonic didn't pay much attention to the current situation. Instead, he took out a black card with a simple drawing of an eagle spreading its wings in blood.
"Chief Takeuchi, this thing should have been deliberately left by the other party. Is it the thing in the rumors?"
Seeing this thing, Takeuchi's hands were trembling slightly, and he nodded solemnly. His previous superior officer left alone because of this thing.
"...It's the same...sigh..." Takeuchi sighed and asked: "Since you know this, are the North Koreans keeping an eye on it?"
"I was watching before, but because your side was blocked, I contacted them to come for support. When I found this thing, they were on the road and couldn't be contacted for the time being. I just arrived and I sent them back.
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Matsushita shook his head and explained a little. He only knew about this matter and didn't know much about it. He was not aware of this matter before. He only remembered it when he saw some reporters taking pictures of it carefully and picking it up and taking it away.
"...Sigh...that's all, just a few clowns. Without them, there will be others who will jump out. I can't care about these people now, just let them be!"
Takeuchi waved his hands helplessly. What he saw in front of him was enough to make him worried. He really couldn't find the mood to deal with some Korean clowns.
"You will be responsible for the finishing work here! I will sit in the rear and be responsible for dealing with some people. If you can't make up your mind, come back..."
Takeuchi felt that Panasonic's response measures after arriving were quite appropriate and reasonable, so he appointed him to be responsible for cleaning up the mess.
Panasonic took over the task, immediately directed the supporting staff, made a rough distribution, and began to collect the bodies, search for physical evidence, and other work.
"...Oh...don't go..."
Seeing the support arriving and entering the scene, Mizuno, who was responsible for blocking people at the intersection, was about to go to help, but Mita grabbed him and stopped him.
"Those people are likely to tamper with the corpses. After being attacked by the other party before, they caused a lot of casualties..."
Although Mita was not at the scene, he had heard a lot about what happened before. Since this kind of thing can be avoided, why bother to get involved?
Mizuno wanted to say a few words, but when he saw Maeda standing there without changing his expression and looking straight at the intersection next to him, he immediately shut up.
Although it's a bit unkind, you still need people to do those things. It's better for others to do it and put others in danger than to let yourself do it!
"...You..." Takeuchi looked ugly and stared at the foreigners fiercely, as if he wanted to rip off their skin and muscles and devour them alive.
However, when he saw Matsushita waving to him not far away, Takeuchi took two deep breaths, put on a fake smile and said a few words, then turned and walked towards Matsushita.
"Chief Takeuchi, the Kawasaki-kun is dead. I heard from Suzuki-kun that his identity is unusual, so I came to ask you what should be done."
Hearing this, Takeuchi felt dizzy again. He almost forgot that there were all these guys who came to join in the fun and die, and they were probably going to be in big trouble later.
After thinking for a moment, Takeuchi said: "The body should be buried properly, arrange someone...no...arrange a special car, and send it back to the martial arts hall!"
Matsushita nodded, hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the foreigners chatting and laughing not far away and asked if there was any trouble.
"...It's okay..." Takeuchi shook his head and explained: "I'm deliberately looking for trouble, just talking nonsense with you, saying that I want to arrange people and supervise our actions here, I am just talking and delaying with them!
It’s okay, just feel free to do what’s assigned to you. By the way, you can make some noise, like making some explosions, pretending to be the other party and setting up booby traps, etc., so that I can dispatch them..."
Takeuchi turned his back to the foreigner, arranged a few words with a relaxed and kind expression, and sent Matsushita away. When he turned around, his face immediately changed color. I don't know which one was true?
"...cough cough...vomit...kakakaka..."
There was a faint sound of coughing and vomiting, and several employees of the Special High-Tech Department who were carefully collecting the corpses were startled, and they drew their guns to alert the surroundings.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After a while of confusion, one of them raised his hand to signal a few people to be quiet. They listened carefully, and finally the flashlight shined on a corner, but there was nothing there.
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"...It seems to be coming from underground..." One of them spoke, causing the remaining people to feel a little frightened and uneasy for a while.
"...It can't be..." The person holding the flashlight was obviously a little timid and spoke tremblingly. As the light shook, it made several other people feel uneasy.
"...It seems to be coming from underground..." There was another louder voice, and the person who raised his hand frowned and replied, grabbing the flashlight and shining it on the sewer manhole cover.
Several people gathered around and confirmed that the sound was indeed coming from below, and then they breathed a sigh of relief. It was not inexplicable, and there was nothing to be afraid of.
The man who raised his hand thought for a moment, squatted down, faced the manhole cover, and asked in Japanese who was down there.
There was a response, vague, but it was definitely in Japanese. It seemed to be to save life or save me. After hearing this, the man quickly asked someone to lift the manhole cover.
"...There are booby traps..." I heard a shout coming from the well, and then there was the sound of slapping in the water.
"...Boom..." Unfortunately, before the few people surrounding the well could react, there was a violent explosion, knocking the man who raised his hand to the ground.
"...clang..." Then, the manhole cover flew up, hit the wall, bounced back, and hit the head of the person who fell to the ground. His head was flattened, and the manhole cover rolled to the side.
"...Ah..." The timid man who was slightly behind had just fallen to the ground and sat up. When he saw this scene, he screamed in fright.
The man who had just stood aside with the power bank and was thrown to the ground with his hand raised was also staring blankly at the scene illuminated by the flashlight.
The manhole cover was not light enough. After he pried it up a little with one hand, the other two people lifted it from both sides. When he heard something shouting from underneath, it suddenly exploded.
Two people moved the manhole cover, one was hit and died, and the other was lying on the side with his head tilted and blood flowing from his mouth.
He wanted to take a look, but he couldn't feel his legs at all. He took a flashlight and took a look, and found that his legs were bloody and one leg was bleeding profusely.
He reacted, immediately took out his belt and tied his legs. He must have injured a major blood vessel, and the bleeding would not stop. He would probably die from blood loss.
On the other side, Panasonic was preparing to fake an explosion, but before he could do it, he heard an explosion not far away and immediately dropped what he was doing and rushed over.
When he arrived, other people had gathered around and were treating the wounded. One of his men saw him coming and immediately came over to report the situation to him.
"... Four people, two wounded and two dead. One of them was a little further away, but his leg was injured by shrapnel and an iron ball, which was not serious.
The other person was also basically injured in the leg, but suffered more bullets and may have been injured in a major blood vessel. He has been treated urgently, but needs to be sent to the hospital immediately.
For the remaining two people, the explosion injuries were basically concentrated on their hands and legs. Although they were very serious, the fatal injuries were all on the head and neck, and they were all related to the manhole cover.
The explosive was located under the manhole cover. The manhole cover was not high from the ground at the time. When it was lifted up, it hit one person's jaw and broke his neck. When the manhole cover fell, it hit another person's head, directly killing two people.
In addition, there is someone underground, who is suspected to be one of ours, but he has asked about it but has not responded. Because of this incident, he did not dare to get closer and take a closer look."
After listening to this, Panasonic arranged for the injured first, took two deep breaths, and then carefully approached the wellhead with a flashlight.
I turned off the light first, and then suddenly turned it on when I reached the wellhead. I saw someone was still alive down the well, huddled at the mouth of the water channel. When the flashlight shone in, I subconsciously lowered my head to avoid it.
When he raised his head again, through the filthy face, Panasonic realized that it was Suzuki with a blank look on his face.
Matsushita asked someone to bring a rope and threw it down. Fortunately, Suzuki still knew how to catch it and tie himself up.
Soon, Suzuki was pulled up by the crowd. His head, face, hands, feet, and clothes were all filthy and filthy, with a strong and pungent odor.
"...I'm reminding you, I didn't know that thunder would explode so fast..." Panasonic saw Suzuki's mouth moving slightly, and endured the odor as he moved closer, only to realize that he had been repeating this sentence.
"...It's okay...it's just because they were careless and didn't check first..."
Matsushita hurriedly comforted him and shied away responsibility for him. He could see that the other party might be completely defeated and collapse at any time.
At this time, we can't blame him. Instead, we have to find excuses for him to reduce the burden on his heart. As for how to determine the blame and punishment later, he can't control it, but at least, he can get through the current hurdle first.
After comforting him for a while and waiting for his mood to stabilize, Panasonic asked someone to come over and check his body. Many of the onlookers were from Shanghai T&T High-Tech Co., Ltd., but there was nothing objectionable about it.
After examination, it was found that one of Suzuki's legs was injured and swollen due to a fall, and there were multiple injuries on his lower body caused by shrapnel and iron balls, which should have been affected just now.
After all this torment, Suzuki recovered and regained his composure, but the regret and self-blame in his heart always wanted to devour him again.
Before, after he discovered this manhole cover, he tried to use it to advance to the hotel or launch a surprise attack. The sewers were basically built along the road. The hotel was located at the intersection, and it would most likely lead there.
Unfortunately, when I opened it, I was a little disappointed. The construction here was too early, and the sewage pipes below were not wide enough. Although it was passable, only one or two people could be slowly arranged to pass through at a time, which did not make much sense.
But soon, the opponent was approaching and was about to complete the final stranglehold on them. He once again set his sights here, hoping to avoid or escape accordingly.
As soon as he thought of it, he immediately led the people down, enduring the stench and taking the first step. Unfortunately, either because he was in a hurry or because it was too dark, or for some other reason, he stepped down at the mouth of the well and fell down, injuring his leg.
Moreover, contrary to his expectation, several of his subordinates did not follow him. Instead, they covered the manhole cover for him and turned around to charge towards the enemy.
Maybe he thinks that there is no point in committing suicide like this, or maybe he thinks that he has a mission to pass on what happened here.
Or maybe he was just greedy for life and afraid of death. The filthy, foul-smelling air and dirty sewage did not knock him down.
Even when the gunfire stopped and footsteps were heard above his head, he still did not look back and hid directly in the sewage pipe, letting the sewage soak all over his body to avoid being searched.
Later, I don't know whether the air in the well became thinner and more polluted, or whether I had been exposed to the stench for too long, but my body finally reacted, causing me to feel nauseated and retching.
There was no movement outside, but it was a pity that he couldn't get out. His leg fell very hard and he couldn't use any strength. The wall of the well was too wet and slippery, and he couldn't climb with his injured leg.
Finally, he heard several sweet calls. While retching, he shouted loudly in response. Unfortunately, the moment the manhole cover was lifted, he witnessed the most terrifying scene he had ever encountered in his life.
A grenade stayed under the manhole cover. As the manhole cover was raised and the latch was pulled, he shouted loudly and immediately drilled into the pipe.
Unfortunately, as soon as he entered, the grenade went off unexpectedly. He only felt hot in several places on his lower body, and his body strength was suddenly drained away.
His body only lost a little strength, but the strength in his heart that he didn't know was almost collapsed, making him almost heartbroken at this moment.
He didn't know whether it was those people who were laughing and joking at the wellhead before and plotted against him, or whether it was the screams of those outside the wellhead who were trying to save him and suffered misfortune. Anyway, at that time, he just felt that everything was being sucked away from him...