The Metropolitan Police Department's Special Assault Team, English translation Special Assault Team, abbreviated as SAT, is Japan's backbone anti-terrorism force. It was established in 1977. Its number has always been controlled at around 300. The elite among the elite are divided into different teams all year round. Stationed in important areas such as Tokyo, Hokkaido, and Osaka Prefecture, today, in order to arrest the vicious murderer in the rental building, three teams were mobilized together for an operation.
The heavily armed SAT police officers were divided into two lines and photographed outside the door of Room 1303. The safety of the long guns in each person's hands had been turned off, and the magazines were all full of live ammunition. The captain stood by the door and raised his hand. Hands, everyone grasped the handle of the gun and waited for instructions with bated breath. A technician squatted beside 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 the right time yet.
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. The other party must also be brought to justice. If it weren't for the fact that tanks 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 a circle, 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 His throat felt like it was burning... He looked up at the helicopter above, shook his head and indicated 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... No, wait, there seems to be someone talking inside."
"Speaking voice?"
"The suspect seemed to be talking to someone."
"Talk to the hostages?"
"No...I only heard one 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. A small human voice that kept ringing.
...
Okubo Ryoichi answered the call ten seconds after dialing, and a sweet girl's voice said on the other end, "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 level of firefighting."
"Please wait... Mr. Okubo Ryoichi?" 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 have something right now. You are on official duty, and the field mission record of the Bureau of Enforcement 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 execution camera shown by Princess Kaguya, Almost half of Osaka's police force is 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. Five Minutes are not even enough 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 be patient, I have reported your situation to the Executive Directorate, 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. Flying towards him.
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Suddenly there was the sound of glass breaking on the third floor of the dormitory building. All the police officers below looked up in unison 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 to the inside!
——SAT actually started an armed raid in advance!
"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 inside!
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 this guy was trying to do. He stretched out his hands to stop him in surprise, but this guy's hands and feet were abnormal. Quickly, he probed, knocked on the window, pulled out the bolt, and plugged the mine in one go. After plugging it, he hid by 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 did not emit a strong white light, but the firelight illuminated the window for a moment... Shock bombs are filled with powder, which is different from grenades. There are no fragments. There is only a faint white smoke and a deafening explosion at the moment of explosion. If you eat one directly indoors, if the distance is close enough, you probably won’t need to break into the door and shoot. You will be completely fainted and fall to the ground. Deaf.
The shock bomb equipped by the SAT 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 scattered all over the corridor, and the noise that instantly surpassed that of a plane's turbine takeoff echoed in the house. Even some special police officers hiding outside felt a strong sense of dizziness.
"Who the hell asked 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 party 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 shock bomb exploded in 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, causing cracks in the walls on both sides of the door. The SAT captain who was sitting on the corridor 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, he would probably be able to fly over to the coffee table and hit him head-on. I have to break a few bones and lose the ability to fight.
Has someone hidden a trebuchet in this room? How was this coffee table weighing at least dozens of kilograms thrown out? This doubt only flew through the mind of the SAT captain for half a second. He was helped up by the team members on both sides and kicked the coffee table away. Counter-terrorism SWAT police swarmed in, their helmet spotlights constantly flashing to look for them. 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 actually cleaning the room while they were waiting outside. All traces of it!
Deep in the house, the SWAT officers who rushed through the door caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of their eyes, quickly rushing towards the bathroom stall. Someone raised his gun and wanted to fire, but when he saw the girl carrying the figure clearly, he stopped. The muzzle of the gun was pressed down.
When the SAT captain saw this, he threw the shotgun on his back and rushed over on foot. The moment the opponent entered the bathroom, he reached out and grabbed his wrist. He wanted to drag the guy back.
It was at this moment that 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 stern 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 a jab hit him on the bridge of the 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 away. He got up and hit the wall behind, causing the wall to peel off.
Hitting someone is like hanging a painting, hitting the wall with a bang, and then falling to the ground with a thud, bringing the wall and dust behind it to the ground.
The SAT captain fell to the ground and almost couldn't catch his breath. He felt that he had been hit head-on by a dump truck. As his eyes turned black, his heart exploded with disbelief... He had heard of similar incidents among the SAT troops before. There are ridiculous rumors, saying that in their anti-terrorism career, their predecessors encountered abnormal prisoners whose physical strength and strength were multiple times that of normal people. When these terrible guys went crazy, they could even lift cement mixers and throw them... He always thought it was a joke, But I didn't expect that he would actually run into it 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 even shoot. When I got there, I could only watch as the bathroom door was 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 into 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 all the back alleys connected to the buildings on the street. Although the height of the third floor outside the window was a bit daunting, it was nothing to Ryoichi. He stretched out his hand to lift the window open, but before he could get out, the bathroom door next to him was opened from the outside. Kicked away.
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 top.
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 them 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 on the chin with a knee 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 queue up one by one. The Persian army of 200,000 people has to be blocked by 300 warriors if they want to enter Thermopylae. Live, there is an obstacle stuck in 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 fainted 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 inserted it in 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 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. Like falling backward.
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. The moment he spat it out, it was like "jade" in Chinese!
Yanling·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 charred 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. He got up, even though the other party was not intact. A large piece of his clothes disappeared from his abdomen, and a large area of burns and bloody flesh appeared. This made everyone who saw this scene feel that their cognition was shocked. ..Is there really a superman in this 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 going 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 more troublesome was that one or two shrapnel should have penetrated 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 injuries that would make ordinary people unable to move. As long as he gets treatment afterwards, he will probably be able to survive... Prerequisites Only I can hold on until that time.
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 hostages and them before. teammates, now in their eyes, what crawled up in the bathroom is just a frightening monster.
Three strong SWAT police officers who entered the bathroom one after another held down Ryoichi's hands, then wrapped their arms around his injured waist and pushed him against the wall. The moment before he was squeezed into the wall, Ryoichi kicked the wall behind him, supporting the three special policemen with sprouting veins in front of him, and preventing Mai Kyogawa who was carrying him from behind from being crushed. If it was like this Being pushed up against the wall, this girl had to squeeze out even her overnight meal 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 skillful throw, he cut the SWAT officer's finger on the trigger. At the moment when the other party was in pain and relaxed, he held on to the severe pain in his body and once again chanted Long Wen 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 a 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, the wound on his waist tore and splattered with blood on the ground.
At this moment, 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 Jingchuan Mai and hit him in the chest. Left shoulder... This bullet should have been aimed at his heart, intending to kill Jingchuan Wu at the same time.
He turned around 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. Longhao's Golden Eyes of the Despicable.
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 dark winding darkness in the distance and gradually disappear. He smiled faintly under his helmet, as if he was sure of victory.
