"Guess what else I installed besides the speakers?" came the other party's voice.
Facing the guy who was obviously playing tricks on him, Snake wanted to put it behind him and focus on thinking about ways to escape, but he couldn't do it——
If they pass through an open space without any cover under the muzzle of a sniper, it would be better to be caught and detained by the police who will come up later. At least in the latter option, they can choose to run away midway.
It's a pity that he must not fall into the hands of the police now. Compared with the previous situation when they were suppressed by hostile organizations and no one was available, now the zoo is full of talents, and many elites who come from nowhere are waiting for them, old employees. Expose your weaknesses so you can step on them and get to the top.
In the world under the sun, if someone takes away a job, the result is unemployment at most. In the shadow of the backlight, if there is a trend of decline, countless hyenas that smell the smell of blood will pounce on them and add insult to injury, eating them up and wiping them clean.
"Tsk."
Snake asked just now but didn't get a reply. He knew that the other party couldn't hear his voice, so he didn't plan to spend any effort to answer Asakura's real provocation.
"You must think that I can't hear what you are saying over there." The voice in the speaker kept talking, "Don't worry about this. I have prepared a microphone for you behind the speaker. As long as you choose someone to squat down. In front of the speaker, we can talk!”
"Well, let's talk, gentlemen little animals."
Hearing these words, the men in black looked at each other.
Snake had a gloomy face, raised his chin slightly, and motioned for a young man in black to come over.
Of course the younger brother who was named was not willing to do this mission that almost led to death, but between the two choices of going to die and dying now, the former was easier to accept.
The speaker was not far away, so the boy ran to the place soon. After moving the speaker away, he found the microphone hanging on a coiled telephone wire.
He straightened the phone line to just long enough to drag the microphone behind the bunker where they were hiding.
"call."
The little brother, whose back was soaked, breathed a sigh of relief and put the microphone in front of Snake with both hands.
Enduring the pain in his hand, Snake held the microphone with his remaining hand, "Who are you? Why are you doing this? Aren't you afraid of our retaliation?"
What answered him was not the human voice, but the dull sound of bullets hitting the bunker.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, my hand just slipped and I didn't hear clearly." The cheerful voice overflowed from the speakers, relaxing the tense atmosphere around it a little, but before the cheerful aftertaste began to dissipate, it continued seamlessly. A wintry rhetorical question, "Can you... say that again?"
The situation is stronger than the person, so Snake can only admit defeat... and the other party's moody behavior always makes him feel familiar - he seems to have seen this madman before.
Of course, there were so many people with mental problems in the world, and he couldn't be sure that the person facing him was the one he thought of.
The most important thing is that the guy doesn't often use sniper rifles.
Snake compromised.
"what do you want?"
"Let me think about it, I have encountered some things recently and I am not in a very good mood." Asakura's mood during this period is actually not bad, just unstable. His good mood lies in Rum's return to the island country at the time he needs. And as he expected, he chose to hide behind the scenes while his agent stood in front of the stage.
The bad mood stems from Scotland's lack of trust in him. After taking over the intelligence department of the organization, this guy pretended to be public and sent people to monitor the movements of the Metropolitan Police Department, but in fact he paid attention to Yin Dahang and Matsuda Jinpei, whom Brandy had used to threaten him.
This operation left Asakura, who had already deceived Matsuda Jinpei to the point where he was almost on the verge of making a decisive move, unable to proceed, and the talent collection plan that had been going smoothly could not continue to advance.
By the way, Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that the personnel of the intelligence department would give priority to obeying Brandy before his orders, so he transferred people who would never take this task lightly——
Bourbon.
Zhu Fu Jingguang knew that when the organization showed a tendency to target his friends, Jiangu Ling would definitely use all his strength to prevent it.
With his attention, Zhu Fu Jingguang would not have to worry about Brandy secretly attacking his relatives and friends.
It's just... As a result, Toru Amuro's hatred for Scotch whiskey soared again. The order he received was that the cadres of the organization entrusted him to investigate outstanding police officers. The purpose of organizing this criminal group that does all evil There is no need to imagine what it is.
Thinking of the possible fight between Bourbon and Scotland in the future, Asakura's regrets about not being able to continue to pull Matsuda Jinping into the water were much reduced.
However, this does not prevent him from using the excuse of being in a bad mood to excuse these people.
"That's it." The speaker was silent for a while, "You can go."
This result was beyond Snake's expectation. The gunman who blocked them here was so kind as to let them go?
"Are you going to let us go?" Snake asked in a deep voice. He didn't believe that such a good thing would happen.
"No, no, no." As expected, the answer from the speaker denied his question, "I plan to let you go."
"Huh?" puzzled.
"It's like this. I'm practicing my marksmanship. I'm tired of shooting at the targets at the shooting range. Today I want to shoot some moving targets."
"How about you guys come out together and I promise not to beat you." The tone of these words is quite telling to the parents after the new year. I will give you a candy and you will give me the lucky money for safekeeping.
"..." Snake was silent at first, and the veins in the hand holding the microphone swelled, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are Brandy! Do you want to start a war with us!"
In the underground world of the island country, he was able to go through a lot of trouble to do this series of things, install speakers and leave microphones. In Snake's impression, the only one left in the hostile organization was Brandy.
"Let's start a war... Didn't you lose miserably a few years ago? What's wrong? You guys want to squat in a cage again?" Asakura Makoto has always been pragmatic. Since the other party likes to use animals as contemporary No., then the treatment of various animals must be arranged for them.
This sentence evoked Snake's fear of that past.
The entire underground world has a strange impression of Brandy, and they are cruel.
But this can't be blamed on Asakura's cruelty. The fastest way to establish authority is to let others know that he is ruthless. Now that he doesn't need to establish authority, isn't his style much calmer?
Snake was unable to refute for the moment. Even now that his strength had expanded, he recalled the original war and still did not feel that his side could win.
The cadres in the opposing force who looked calm and seemed to know how to make precise arrangements were really more crazy when fighting. Gin, Belmod... were all life-threatening tactics...
It's just that they also know that the reason why the other party seems to be desperate is because they despise their strength and don't think it will be dangerous to fight with them... and this is actually the case.
"Ah, forget it, the time is almost up. It seems that a good talk can only end like this. What a pity."
When Snake was speechless, the voice in the speaker suddenly said this, and then a simulated human voice "tick~tick~" sounded.
"This is?"
The moment he heard the voice, an ominous premonition hit him. Snake glanced at the phone line, which was just the right length, and then stared at the ground under his feet. Although it was not obvious, the concrete floor he was stepping on had been renovated. There are traces, and the periphery is slightly raised, leaving a gap.
He dropped the microphone and quickly opened up the cement block, which was about the size of two feet. What was underneath was a bomb, with only the last eleven seconds left on the scarlet countdown.
"Run!"
The men in black hiding behind the bunker suddenly dispersed.
"Look, wasn't it good to promise before? Hahahaha!"
The shots of sniper rifles rang out one after another, accompanied by hearty laughter, just like hunters hunting the escaped herds on the prairie, sending bullets into their hearts and lungs.
Eleven seconds passed very quickly, and the sniper rifle did not fire very fast. They left only a few corpses and fled to a safe place. However, when they were safe, they did not hear the sound of a bomb exploding.
"Well, I'm sorry, the bomb was just to scare you."
Regarding this point, Asakura apologized sincerely, but the smile in his words has not dissipated.
"hateful!"
Snake, who had narrowly escaped death, roared angrily, raised his hand and shot the speaker that kept talking.
