When Gin ordered Calvados, he also opened the public channel within the Japanese action group.
Scotland, who was "supported", was silent for two seconds. Although the battle situation on his side was anxious, he was fully able to cope with it and was not at all in need of Gin's help.
Well, it seems that Kashasha who escaped during the mission did something... Scotland thought, and then said:
"Yes, Gin. The remnants of Cointreau are splitting up, heading all the way to the airport and Lake Michigan. We need snipers on standby at two o'clock on West Second Road. The estimated time is ten minutes."
While pretending to be in the communication, Scotland opened the email and typed "?" to the gray-haired young man.
As far as he knew, this guy Kawakami Tsumugi was probably diving in the communication channel.
[Yeah, scotch is very good~——cachaca]
[Sniper attack on West Second Road, this should have been your mission. ——scotch]
【Have it? Have it? When do I have a mission? Why don't you know? ——cachaca】
[And I have more important things on hand. ——cachaca】
[Let’s talk later and wish the mission success. ——cachaca】
After sending these messages, the gray-haired young man put away his phone and stuffed a lemon candy into his mouth.
He's on a helicopter now.
It is unrealistic to rush to the third branch on foot. The organization has made such a big noise. The official forces of City C must have been dispatched. Any vehicle on the ground that behaves inappropriately will be noticed, not to mention the traffic control that may exist at some intersections.
Therefore the most suitable is the empty road.
Just before Belmode left in a helicopter, Kawakami Tsumugi summoned the Thousand-Faced Witch back in the name of Gin, although the latter was obviously reluctant.
Tsumugi Kawakami controlled the helicopter to rise slowly. As the wings trembled, he watched the ground attached to the city move away from him. The billowing smoke of the Mojito Building on the side had not yet dissipated. Inexplicably, he felt that the sound of the wind was mixed with the cry of a police siren.
"Do you think Jundu is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?" The gray-haired young man asked the Thousand-Faced Witch.
"He must be greedy for life and afraid of death at the level of an ordinary person." Belmod pondered, "He... has Gin's arrogance and willfulness, but he doesn't have Gin's ability."
"That's it, I understand."
Kawakami secretly regretted it. If he had turned on the bug a second earlier, he would have been able to record what Bellmode was saying about Gin. Although it was not a handle, it would have made Gin angry...
"I always feel like this guy is planning some earth-shattering bad thing... But then again, while I'm dealing with Mojito, is it really impossible for Cointreau to fake his death or run away in advance?"
"You know, dear. I have put a lot of effort into your side. So I didn't personally go into battle on Cointreau's side." Belmod shrugged, "Although I trust the abilities of my subordinates, but …”
"Hidden dangers exist objectively." Kawakami understood.
"It seems that my workload will increase again... Are you sure that Cointreau has already escaped?" Belmode sighed quietly.
"No, it may be that I am too deep in trouble to recover." Kawakami raised his eyebrows, "It's just that if I were put in Cointreau's position, I would definitely do better than him."
“I have to say, this makes me always have higher expectations for my opponents.”
…………
With Gin's responsible attitude, he would not run away from the battle even if there were risks, so he went to "support" Scotland, not only because he wanted others to avoid mines, but also because the rebels Cointreau left in the third division had been dealt with. It wouldn't hurt even if he wasn't there.
So, after getting Scotland's reply, Gin left with Calvados. The other two local code members, Ma Yin and Sangria, continued to search the dilapidated building.
The betrayal of the person in charge was quite sensitive, and the code-named members of the Third Division headquarters were all under control. They were seconded from the Fourth Division in City N.
"Japanese..." Looking at Gin's back, Ma Yin snorted disdainfully.
"From a racial perspective, I don't know about Calvados, but the one codenamed Gin should not be the one." Sangria pushed up her glasses rigorously.
Ma Yin rolled her eyes.
With a large group of peripheral members, they continued to carry out the mission in a mighty manner.
Thanks to the scientific division of organizational departments, the action team will rarely have confidential-level information in hand, and there is no need for the intelligence team to recover it. Therefore, they can search in a relatively rough manner. In order to kill any fish that might have slipped through the net in the room, Ma Yin and Sangria directly led the peripheral members to shoot them with bullets every time they opened the door.
Like a strong wind passing through, everything it touches is in ruins.
Therefore, when they finished shooting the last room on the fourth floor, the two were caught off guard by a sudden clicking sound.
"It's a bomb, evacuate! Evacuate!
! shouted Sangria.
He took the lead and ran towards the stairs. Ma Yin was a step slower, but the instinct honed in the life and death scene allowed him to follow closely behind his colleagues. With his superior physical fitness, he even surpassed Sangria. Enter the stairwell first.
"boom----!
! "
The sound of explosions filled the space, and beneath it there was a subtle sound, as if a berry was being squeezed and then juice splashed everywhere.
Between the entrance to the room and the two of them, there was a circle of peripheral members on standby.
Sangria was thrown to the ground by the momentum, and then a layer of scalding juice poured down, and the scalded Codename member couldn't help but scream. He did not lose mobility due to pain, but continued to crawl forward stumblingly.
A strange force grabbed his hand and pulled Sangria into the stairwell. It turned out to be Ma Yin, the member who had successfully hid behind the bunker before the explosion started. She looked unscathed except for being in a mess.
"Sangria, how are you?"
"Hiss—fortunately, no bones or muscles were injured."
Sangria said with a grin. Just as he was about to raise his hands to wipe his face, he found that his hands were covered with sticky red-black objects that smelled of burnt protein. It took him a moment to realize what the "juice" that had burned him was, and he couldn't help but feel nauseated.
"Damn it, that traitor of the organization actually has a backup plan." Ma Yin cursed.
"If it's just to install bombs, Cointreau shouldn't only choose the fourth floor, unless there's not enough explosives. If he takes the lead, he can let us--"
"Didi-dip, beep-dip-"
A red light suddenly lit up in the stairwell.
…………
Ma Yin and Sangria climbed up the stairs and then reached the rooftop.
The rooftop is not a good choice. The best option is to jump out of the window. Unfortunately, the stairwell is completely enclosed and has no windows. To run down, you have to go through three floors to reach the ground, but there is only one floor to go up.
Sangria quickly closed the rooftop door before the fire wave surged up.
Ma Yin, who was standing close to the front, cursed: "Damn it, the communicator was broken in the explosion. Was that a trigger bomb in the corridor just now? Why do I think-"
"boom--!"
As if someone blew a whistle that cut through the space, blood burst out from the middle of Ma Yin's forehead. Members of the organization who had not yet recovered from the crisis died of hatred.
There was no suitable bunker at the scene, so Sangria instinctively propped up the body of her companion and blocked it from her eyes.
Only then did he notice that there was another person on the rooftop.
It's Cointreau.
The former head of the third branch of the action team was now in tattered clothes and in a state of embarrassment. His eyebrows were full of madness. But when he saw that only Ma Yin and Sangria came, all this madness turned into hatred. meaning.
Bang bang bang, a few more shots hit Ma Yin's body.
“Only two soldiers?!
With my card organization, there are only two members with code names? ! Jundu laughed crazily, "Or should we say they all died -"
Before he finished speaking, blood mist rose.
Under the speeding bullets, Cointreau was directly interrupted. The vibration of the propeller filled the air. Tsumugi Kawakami steered the helicopter closer and lowered the climbing ladder.
"What are you doing stupidly, run away!
"Kawakamiji shouted loudly.
