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Naoto Kan's eyes went dark, his body shook, and then the phone on line 3 rang again.
"Report! Nagoya Port was attacked by unknown militants, and all facilities in the port were destroyed. Mitsubishi Heavy Industries Military Research Institute and factories were also destroyed by rockets, and the number of casualties is unknown."
"Uh!" Naoto Kan rolled his eyes, almost lost his breath, and threw the phone in his hand violently.
"A bunch of damned bastards, I must tear you to pieces."
Those cabinet ministers can't sit still anymore. It seems that the terrorist attack that happened in Japan a few months ago will repeat itself, and their good days are coming to an end.
"Bang" Morimoto slammed his fist on the desk, his whole face distorted and deformed: "Blood wolf! It must be a blood wolf. I didn't expect him to take the first step and caught us off guard."
Naoto Kan roared angrily: "Didn't you say that the Red Army only has more than a hundred people? How could there be so many in one regiment? Could it be that they all fell from the sky?"
Hearing Naoto Kan's roar, Minister of Internal Affairs and Affairs Okadagawa snorted coldly: "This is a problem with the intelligence department, and Haruhiro Hirono is not to blame."
Naoto Kan's face was very ugly: "Now is not the time to talk about this, let's find a way to solve the Nagoya matter as soon as possible." After speaking, he cast his eyes on Toshi Morimoto.
Toshi Morimoto said in a deep voice: "The riots in Okinawa are almost quelled now, and the first airborne division stationed in Kyoto on standby is ordered to support them, and they must be wiped out there."
The eyes of the whole world are on Japan, especially those uncrowned kings who are like taking stimulants. The media reporters in Okinawa can be said to be close to the water. Those who drive and those who fly by plane all rushed to Nagoya like crazy.
Citizens of Nagoya hid at home, watching TV in horror. Especially those right-wingers who are always clamoring to restore militarism and want to reproduce the glory of the Great Japanese Empire in World War II. When they see their proud Self-Defense Forces being beaten full of holes by terrorists and fleeing with their heads in their arms, they are full of dissatisfaction. believe.
Yang Luo drove towards Nagoya Prison at a high speed. The whole journey was full of instigated thugs with beastly eyes shining.
They yelled, burned, killed, and looted, and when they encountered a woman, they didn't care what to do. If you meet a virgin, you will scream excitedly, and then use a bayonet to pick up the "female" underwear stained with virgin blood to show off everywhere.
Yang Luo drove towards the Nagoya Prison at high speed. The eight-packed rotary heavy machine gun in Hiroshi Jun's hand never stopped, and the shell casings were piled up under his feet, while the brothers following behind leaned out of the car. window, frantically strafing to both sides.
What fucking Self-Defense Forces, what fucking police, what fucking thugs, all of them can be killed. Driving all the way, the street was full of corpses, and the bright red blood merged into a small stream, slowly flowing into the sewer.
Here is heaven, here is hell, here is a world where demons dance wildly, there is no humanity here, and there are only slaughters.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!!!!"
The chief of the Nagoya Police Station was lying on the back of a scrapped car covered in blood, howling hoarsely: "Quickly kill them, quickly kill them."
To say that this director is unlucky enough, he received an order to cooperate with the 2nd Division to carry out the killing operation. Because they are afraid of causing panic among the citizens, the task of the police is to organize the police force to maintain order. There was nothing wrong with him, as long as the deputy director was sent. But this guy has his own little Jiujiu. He thinks that it is not easy to dispatch a division of troops to deal with the middle-aged and incompetent Red Army. So for the sake of my own credit, I personally went to the scene to direct.
Unexpectedly, before they acted, there was a terrorist attack. A building next to him was bombed and collapsed, and he was almost buried alive.
When he ran out with a dozen or so surviving policemen, he ran into the experienced Red Army again. It was his fate, and he dropped the corpses of his men and let him run away again.
With great difficulty, more than a dozen police officers were gathered together, trembling and trembling, trying to find the Self-Defense Forces in hiding. Unfortunately, he ran into Yang Luo. Looking at the galloping convoy, especially the heavy machine gun that spewed fire snakes, he seemed to see the god of death beckoning to him.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
"Papa"
A bullet crater tens of meters long appeared on the hard concrete floor, broken?Passing through the ruins, Hirono Jun said strangely: "Why is there no self-defense force with a card?"
Yang Luo smiled: "Nagoya is so big, there are rioters everywhere, plus our people, a division is just a drop in the ocean. Without reinforcements, how can there be troops to block it?" the way."
Hong Yejun nodded, and walked to a military card whose front was crushed by a huge cement block: "Move the stone and see if it can still drive."
"Hi!"
More than a dozen Red Army brothers struggled to move the huge cement block away. Yang Luo got into the car and tinkered for a long time, when the engine of the army card roared.
"Damn! Whoever said that Japanese cars are of poor quality, I will cut him off." Yang Luo cursed fiercely.
With a wave of Hong Yejun's hand, the brothers from the Red Army jumped into the car, and Hong Yejun sat in the passenger seat.
Twenty minutes later, Yang Luo parked his car on the side of the road one kilometer away from Nagoya Prison. They just got out of the car, and dozens of people stood up in the yellow grass on both sides of the road.
"Leader!" A young man with a smell of gunpowder came over and shouted.
Hong Yejun nodded: "Have you brought all the ammunition?"
The young man nodded, then waved his hand, and a heavy truck drove over behind a dirt slope in the distance.
Yang Luo shouldered the heavy machine gun, then looked at the time: "Let's go!"
Yang Luo swaggered and appeared in front of the gate of Nagoya Prison with eight rotating heavy machine guns on his shoulders. Two guards looked at Yang Luo and the others, raised the guns in their hands, and asked in a trembling voice: "You who are you? , what do you want to do?"
Yang Luo grinned, showing his neat and white teeth: "Idiot!" After speaking, he waved his hand suddenly, "Brothers, work." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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