When Kuroki arrived at the headquarters of the Tokyo Operations Department, Gin had already finished half a pack of cigarettes. Kuroki saw Vodka standing at the door with a crutch and not daring to move, so he reached out and patted him.
Shoulders.
"Leave it to me next."
Vodka looked at Gin. Although he was still wearing sunglasses indoors to protect himself from the sun, Gin still received Vodka's look of asking for instructions and nodded to him to go back and rest.
Vodka looked at Kuroki with a look full of gratitude... even though Kuromu didn't have clairvoyance and couldn't see.
When Vodka left, only Gin and Kuroki were left here.
"I heard that we lost last night." Kuroki closed the door and walked to the opposite side of Gin. He supported the table with his hands and leaned slightly forward in the direction where Gin was sitting.
"The rumors have gone crazy in the Operations Department. I can't suppress their gossip even when I come in. I guess the same is true in the Inspection Department and the Intelligence Department."
"Ha." Gin sneered, and his dark green eyes swept over Kuroki, so excited that Kuroki almost knelt down on the spot.
But he was still strong enough to finish the line he had been thinking about all along: "So, who is so bold and dares to make trouble on Tai Sui's head?"
Gin cut off the cigarette, pushed the document bag on the table towards Kuroki, lit another cigarette and remained silent.
Kuroki opened the bag and took out a stack of paper. The dense text and picture descriptions were very detailed, which made Kuroki a little surprised.
"It appears to be just an unknown smuggling team?" Kuroki rummaged through the pages and asked, "Is it the group of people who smuggled in from abroad as you mentioned last time?"
"Yeah." Gin responded, confirming Kuroki's guess, and then he continued: "It's just a smuggling team equipped with m249 machine guns." He said this very seriously.
Kuroki swallowed his saliva and asked with some shame: "How did they transport the equipment here? It's so cruel."
"I should just go with the rocket launcher..." Gin muttered quietly and angrily, gritting his teeth and looking like he was going to kill the opponent, which made Kuroki, who was standing directly opposite him, turn sideways to avoid the sharp edge.
Kuroki quickly put down the unread information in his hand and began to comfort him: "Just be alive, Ginjiu, and we will take revenge next time." He was really afraid that what Ginjiu said would come true, so he had to bear it now.
Use the rocket launcher to blow them up.
Gin...it's not like he's never done this kind of thing before.
"Can't wait until next time." Gin once again crushed a cigarette on the table and looked at Kuroki with a serious look, "Tonight, I will carry out a mission."
Kuroki's eyes flickered and lighted up instantly. "Really Gin, the two of us?"
"You took the explosive bag and blew up that machine gun for me."
Kuroki instantly withered, raised his hands in surrender and said nothing.
Seeing that he was silent, Gin gave the order: "The operations department sent out two teams, fully armed and carrying grenades. I asked the inspection department to send out a few snipers. Also, ask Bourbon to stop idle and create something for me.
Leave it to him to create a quiet environment and clean up irrelevant people."
"I want them to know whose territory Tokyo is."
Bourbon is going crazy. Specifically, Kuroki, who is the first to bear the brunt of the madness, has the right to say.
"Is he! crazy!?"
Look, Bourbon has gone crazy enough to start saying that Gin is crazy.
Bourbon's painful and ferocious howling made Kuroki quickly hold the microphone further away to avoid damaging his ears.
"Using grenades and machine guns as a hedge, right here in Tokyo, is this forcing the police to clear out the organization?!"
"That's why I came to you." Kuroki took advantage of the opportunity and quickly interjected. "In order to avoid a head-on confrontation with the police, Gin gave you a full afternoon to have a "friendly" discussion with the police." p>
"Then I have to thank him." Bourbon was almost angry, "He ran over and fucked someone without facing the bright sun, so you wronged him?"
"That's not true." Kuroki blinked innocently, feeling that he needed to explain to Gin, "You don't know how badly Vodka was hurt, and how embarrassed Gin was when he was beaten back. He can endure it for a while.
This afternoon has already been a miracle, okay.”
"Go away!" Bourbon didn't want to talk to this shameless guy anymore. He was about to start working, and time waits for no one!
After hanging up the phone, Kuroki smiled brightly. The next second he felt a chill behind him. He turned around to see who was turning on the cold wind behind him, and saw Gin standing behind him with a dark face.
.
"...Gulu." Kuroki swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Gin showed a dangerous smile, and even his blond hair could not block the brightness of this smile.
"Oh? Potter, tell me, who was beaten back in embarrassment?"
Kuroki Jin felt that the scythe of death was already half raised.
In a life-and-death crisis, Kuroki quickly turned his clever little head, pointed at Gin's back and said: "Look, a flying saucer."
What he was given back was a bullet from Gin that went straight to his head.
"Don't, don't, don't -" Kuroki Ren squatted down with his head in his hands and tried to please him aggrievedly: "Aren't I just trying to make you happy? Your face is so dark that you are about to collapse this base, even if it's not for your own sake.
We should also consider the injury for those of us who are on a mission at night. If someone fails to resist the pressure and makes a mistake, it will be a delay! Gin, you..."
Gin was so annoyed by Kuroki Jin's chattering that his head hurt, so he shot Kuroki at the foot to shut him up.
It was Vodka who saved Kuroki Jin at the critical moment. He notified the Gin Supervision Department that someone was coming over.
Gin glanced at Kuroki coldly, then turned and left to make arrangements. Kuroki waited until he was far away before he dared to take a deep breath, almost suffocating him to death.
Vodka lowered his head and suppressed a smile and walked past Kuroki. Although his legs were injured, his legs were fine. Running errands was no problem. What's more, in this organization, as long as you can breathe, there is no reason not to work.
The salary is comparable to that of a graduate student walking a dog.
Kuroki Ren stood up from the ground pretending that nothing happened. After thinking about it, he still didn't dare to join in the fun. He turned around and went to the operations department to see if they had chosen the two groups of candidates.
After all, he is also the head of the operations department [Yun Bei]!
In the organization, the Intelligence Department has the most people, because they include those on the periphery who don't even know the organization exists and rely on selling information to make money. Next is the Operations Department, which is mainly responsible for military support, if time permits.
, within three days the whole of Tokyo can pull out a thousand-person fully armed team. This is just the main force. If you include the logistics and reserve teams, the number will be even greater.
Of course, if there is such a big movement to mobilize manpower, the police or the higher-ups will not notice it, let alone let you mobilize without blocking. So in fact, I have never tried whether it can really be mobilized. It would be best
I didn’t even have a chance to try it.
After all, the organization wants to be hidden under the water in Tokyo and not known to the public!
Kuroki Jin, who was about to set off to storm the port, sighed firmly in his heart.