Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 65: Twelve hours of preparation, one minute of ending
  Gobayashi Keisuke turned his head and looked at the earth getting closer and closer outside the plane window. He touched his chest uneasily, feeling his heart beating faster.

Sitting aside, Lin Dakong saw his father looking so uneasy, and he quickly asked.

"Dad, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Maybe it's the discomfort of the plane at high altitude...I'm a little uneasy."

"Would you like something to eat?" Wu Lin Dakong said in the first class cabin, about to press the call button next to him.

"No, I don't have the appetite to eat now." Gobayashi Keisuke waved his hand and refused.

The plane landed on the ground smoothly, and Keisuke Gobayashi's mobile phone also had a signal.

"Ding ding ding..." As soon as there was a signal, the mobile phone bombarded by text messages kept ringing. Keisuke Gobayashi picked it up and looked at it, and was stunned.

"What's wrong, Dad, what happened?"

"Okora, after we left Japan, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department encountered a bomb attack. There were no casualties in the explosion..."

Wu Lin Dakong was not stupid. He just thought of the reasons why he and his father came to the United States and guessed the hidden meaning behind this text message.

"Those people, that unknown organization warned the Tokyo police, and they were so arrogant!" Wu Lin Da Kong was surprised with a little panic.

"In addition, my brother who stayed in Tokyo also suggested that I find a safe place to stay as soon as possible after getting off the plane. Those people will most likely chase me to the United States.

Since they are determined to warn the Tokyo police, they will not give up so easily. "

At this time, even though he believed in his father very much, he couldn't help but think about one thing.

Is there something my father is hiding from me? Otherwise, how could those people hate my father so much? Even if they all fled to the United States in embarrassment, they would still pursue him.

A son is better than a father. When Keisuke Gobayashi saw his son's ugly and twisted face, he knew that he was thinking about some messy things.

To be honest, not only Gorin Dasong is suspicious, but even Gorin Keisuke is thinking about what outrageous disasters he has done recently and in the past.

In his recollection, Gobayashi Keisuke couldn't figure out what went wrong, because he had done too many bad things, including selling flour privately, engaging in loan sharking, finding handsome men and beauties, and then forcing them to work for him. Certain VIP services,

In Keisuke Gobayashi's opinion, these things are just that, because there are too many people and groups doing such things in Tokyo, and the Maple Leaf Club is not the worst.

If the Maple Leaf Club was really attacked for this kind of thing, then the whole of Japan should have been pacified long ago.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Gobayashi Keikae thought that he might have inadvertently provoked someone, which would lead to subsequent revenge incidents.

Damn it! I have offended you, why can't I apologize and let it go? Such a person who insists on fighting me to the death is simply insane!
  Before I had time to think about it further, the door of the plane had already opened, and several flight attendants were standing in line at the exit of the first class cabin, smiling and respectfully asking every first class guest to leave.

Because of Wu Lin Dakong's exquisite suit and meticulous male makeup, when he left the cabin, he also received a small note from a white flight attendant with a number and time written on it.

Even now in the "escape moment", Wulin Dakong couldn't help but put this small note in his pocket, thinking about finding some time tomorrow night to taste the taste of white pig.

When the plane landed, it was dark in New York City. Because they had purchased a first-class cabin, the luggage of Keisuke Gobayashi and his party were transported out by a special car. They passed the U.S. Customs and quickly found their luggage in the lobby. .

Keisuke Gorbayashi didn't have much luggage, just a suitcase. Several people walked out and quickly left JFK International Airport and arrived at the place where they took a taxi.

……

An hour before the plane landed.

Torataro Taniguchi drove the Korean car to the vicinity of John F. Kennedy International Airport and surveyed the terrain on the spot.

After driving around the neighborhood and finding a driveway with few people to stop, Torataro Taniguchi had no other thoughts but an idea in his mind.

"There are so many American police officers near this airport!"

In addition to this thank you, Torataro Taniguchi was thinking about another question... Where are the people who monitor his New York branch?
  The plane that Keisuke Gorbayashi took was about to arrive at the airport. Those who should act with him did not come, so how to implement the plan tonight?

As soon as this idea appeared in Taniguchi Torataro's mind, his passenger window was knocked twice and then opened.

Because he is well aware of America's "freedom", even when Torataro Taniguchi is thinking about something, he holds the steering wheel with one hand and reaches into his arms to grab the weapon with the other hand.

When the passenger door was opened, Torataro Taniguchi subconsciously took out his weapon and pointed it at the passenger door.

The person who opened the car door was a white man in a suit. He ignored the gun in the former's hand and sat in on his own.

"If you're going to fire, you should turn the safety on first."

"Who are you?" Torataro Taniguchi probably guessed it, but he still asked.

The man did not speak, but took out a silver pocket watch and showed it to Torataro Taniguchi, with a 7 of hearts engraved on it.

"New York 7 of Hearts."

After confirming that he was one of his own, Taniguchi Torataro had another question.

I am the Nine of Clubs in Tokyo, why is his silver pocket watch not in my hand?
  "Don't you have a pocket watch?"

"No."

"When you officially become a cadre, you will get your own code certificate." The man said, raising his hand and pointing forward.

"Fifty meters ahead, there are two more people waiting for us."

"Well." Torataro Taniguchi did not continue to ask. He drove the car in silence to the place where the 7 of Hearts in New York said.

Sure enough, under a broken wooden street lamp, two men wearing black suits and top hats were standing on the roadside carrying handbags.

The technical women who were waiting for customers nearby could sense that something was wrong with these two people and stayed away from them. Even the aggressive black people did not dare to come forward because their appearance and aura made it clear that they were not easy to mess with.

The car stopped in front of the two of them, and they opened the door and got in. As soon as the door was closed, the 7 of Hearts said to Torataro Taniguchi.

"Find a place where no one is around."

After Torataro Taniguchi drove away, the two people behind the car opened their handbags and took out things from inside.

Hood, mask, gloves, harness, and three Uzis.

After Torataro Taniguchi found a place to park his car, he also obtained a set of such equipment.

"Put on the hood and put the mask away... Your car will be processed later. Don't leave any fingerprints." New York Heart 7 instructed. Torataro Taniguchi raised his hands to him and showed his fingers.

"There will be no fingerprints left. I have applied strong alkaline liquid to my fingers before driving."

"That's good... now put on the gloves." The 7 of Hearts said. He and the other two people put on all the equipment they should wear, and put the masks on their thighs, and then began to check the weapons on their hands.

Watching them skillfully checking the firearms and magazines, Torataro Taniguchi realized that the three of them had received systematic military training, and couldn't help but be curious about their identities.

"Wait a minute, what should we do?" Torataro Taniguchi asked.

"Wait until the target comes out, wait until they leave JFK Airport in a car, and intercept them on the road." 7 of Hearts quickly completed the firearms inspection. He looked at the front of the vehicle and replied coldly with no expression on his face.

"This is different from what I knew before!"

Taniguchi Torataro was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't we going to do a kill outside JFK?"

"If you weren't involved, we would have used this plan."

Taniguchi Torataro's face turned red instantly.

"Don't underestimate me, it's just death, I'm not afraid of it!"

The New York 7 of Hearts did not respond to him, and the former even closed his eyes and began to rest, which made Tora Taniguchi even more angry and aggrieved, but he had no way to vent.

He remembered this humiliation!
  In fact, that is not what the 7 of Hearts wanted to say. What Fujiwara Masato wanted him to express was that there were too many New York police officers near JFK International Airport.

If Torataro Taniguchi does not participate and is just watching the show nearby, Masato Fujiwara can use him as a positioning, use the support function to bring down three vigilante riflemen, and then forcibly intercept and kill Keisuke Gobayashi at the airport exit. The three of them swarmed up, and when they got close, they fired at close range with three submachine guns. As long as Keisuke Gobayashi didn't wear any heavy body armor and was covered by such a dense rain of bullets, he would definitely be dead.

The attack took less than ten seconds from start to finish. After the 32 bullets in the submachine gun magazine were fired, the three of them would leave the scene immediately regardless of the outcome.

The New York police officers who were rushing near the airport responded and completed their retreat before forming a circle of encirclement.

But if Torataro Taniguchi wants to participate, then things will be different. The three vigilante riflemen can run, but the former has no retreat function.

When Fujiwara Masato also asked Torataro Taniguchi to participate in the operation, he did not expect this. When he learned about the density of police near JFK International Airport, he quickly modified the interception plan.

Why not inform Tora Taniguchi in advance?
  Hey, why not tell him the change of plans through the mouth of the Minutemen rifleman now?
  As for the misunderstandings and unhappiness that occurred during the reporting process, Fujiwara Masato can't do much. The whiteboard NPC has this problem, and there is nothing we can do about it.

In the anger of humiliation and revenge, Torataro Taniguchi felt that the waiting time was extremely long. He didn't know how long he waited, but a bell rang on the New York Heart 7.

He took out his slide phone and put it to his ear.

After a while, the 7 of Hearts put down the phone and turned to face Torataro Taniguchi.

"Follow my directions... now turn around and after three intersections, go left."

Torataro Taniguchi kept a straight face, started the car without saying a word, and made a U-turn as the New York 7 of Hearts said. Because of his emotions, his driving movements were very rough and sudden, causing the oncoming vehicle to brake suddenly and curse.

The car followed the instructions of the 7 of Hearts and drove through New York City at night.

"After turning left, go straight for 6 intersections, then turn right..."

"Turn right, turn left, cross three intersections...Stop here, the light is red now, don't go after the light turns green."

Torataro Taniguchi looked in front of the vehicle, a little surprised, and turned his head to confirm.

"Stop here? This is a traffic light intersection!"

"Stop right here."

7 of Hearts said, he picked up the mask on his leg and put it on his face. The two people in the back row did the same. The gun safety was opened and the bullet was loaded. Amidst the sound of metal collision, a chilling air spread in the car. .

The red light ended, the green light turned on, and the cars on the left and right moved forward. Only the lane where Torataro Taniguchi was located was stuck, and the cars behind him began to honk their horns in dissatisfaction.

Taniguchi Torataro ignored the noise behind him. He also imitated the others and pulled down the three-button hood on his head, and then put on a skull mask on himself.

Because we waited too long, an angry white driver got out of the car and walked over.

The strong man rushed over in a long stride, and without looking, he raised his fist and smashed the car window.

Then he only hit it once, but before the second hit came, this reckless man finally saw clearly what was going on inside the car.

He looked at the driver wearing a skull mask and the Uzi submachine gun in his left hand, as well as the costumes and weapons of other passengers in the car, and he was stunned.

Then after reacting, this man made the most correct move... He raised his hands above his head for the first time, then slowly knelt down and lay on the roadside.

This action caused the volunteer rifleman sitting in the back to withdraw the Uzi submachine gun that was ready to fire.

The 7 of Hearts ignored such an episode. He picked up the phone again and listened to something. When the traffic light in front turned red and the cars in other lanes started to start, he suddenly said to Torataro Taniguchi.

"Drive, rush over, and hit the first yellow taxi that is about to cross the intersection!"

Torataro Taniguchi, who had been tensing up, subconsciously stepped on the accelerator, and the automatic car roared forward.

Just as the car started, a temporary lane consisting of three yellow taxis happened to be passing through the intersection from the right. They were not going very fast and were hit by the side of the car on the spot by Torataro Taniguchi who stepped on the accelerator.

Because the speed of both parties did not increase, the collision between the Korean car and the taxi was not very fierce. Both cars stopped at the intersection, and the Korean car and the yellow taxi both crossed over and lined up side by side.

The taxi driver didn't realize what he was encountering. He subconsciously stepped on the brakes to stop the car and was about to lower the window and yell.

The 7 of Hearts and the gunman in the back also lowered their windows at the same time, pointed the muzzle of their submachine guns at the taxi, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Amidst the loud gunshots and jets of gunfire, the taxi jingled, and bullet holes appeared constantly on the car body. In the car were the taxi driver, Gobayashi Keisuke, Gobayashi Okora, and a brother-in-law on the co-pilot. , all exclaimed, screamed, and shook in the sound of gunfire.

Blood soon flowed out from under the car door, dripping onto the old and dilapidated streets of New York.

Two miniature Uzi submachine guns with a theoretical rate of fire of up to 1,250 rounds per minute, used only a few blinks of an eye to empty out the 32 bullets in the magazine.

Because of the extremely high rate of fire, these two submachine guns vibrate very seriously.

However, at a shooting distance of less than five meters, such jitter allows the bullet spread area to cover the entire taxi. This feature turns into an advantage.

When the 7 of Hearts finished playing bullets, he leaned back, lowered his seat, gave up his position and shouted loudly.

"Substitute!"

The same goes for the gunman in the back row. The second gunman leaned forward, put his submachine gun over his companion's body, and continued to fire out of the car window.

Taniguchi Torataro had never experienced anything like this. He was in a daze, nervous, and at a loss.

It wasn't until the gunfire rang out again and he turned around to see what the people behind him were doing that he realized what he was doing. He quickly leaned over, put the gun on the passenger window, and pulled the trigger.

In such a hasty and awkward shooting posture, Torataro Taniguchi could not control the muzzle of the Uzi submachine gun.

In addition to being able to ensure that the muzzle of the gun would not be pointed at the 7 of Hearts, he had no idea whether the bullet he shot landed in the taxi where his enemy was riding, or whether it flew into the pedestrians on the roadside.

Torataro Taniguchi's index finger kept pulling the trigger, and in one fell swoop he emptied the bullets in the magazine of his submachine gun. Without saying a word, the 7 of Hearts pushed the former hard and let him return to his seat.

"Drive, let's go!"

From the beginning to the end, it took less than a minute, but at this time, Torataro Taniguchi was so nervous that he was sweating on his forehead, and he was in a state of confusion.

What the 7 of Hearts said, he subconsciously obeyed, stepped on the accelerator, held the steering wheel tightly, and let the car rush onto the opposite sidewalk.

After several unlucky guys were knocked into the air by Torataro Taniguchi, the car got back on the road and started racing all the way.

At this moment, the siren of the New York police also sounded nearby.

It was very efficient, making Tora Taniguchi even more flustered.

"What to do, what to do..." He muttered to himself in Japanese subconsciously.

"Drive forward..." The voice of the 7 of Hearts was still very cold, without any change as before.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead."

Torataro Taniguchi subconsciously followed the instructions, swinging the rear of the car and forcibly turning in the traffic.

"Turn right at the second intersection, it's a one-way lane..."

Under the calm command of the 7 of Hearts, the nearby sirens slowly disappeared, and he miraculously avoided all the police patrol cars along the way. This situation made Torataro Taniguchi slowly calm down.

"Don't panic, don't be chaotic, the police didn't bite us...turn left ahead, it's a small alley, park there."

The car stopped, and three men who had changed their clothes got out of the car. The 7 of Hearts stood beside the car and said to Torataro Taniguchi in the car.

"We are leaving. You give me all the equipment, and then take a taxi to the airport to buy a ticket back to Japan. There is a direct flight to Tokyo, Japan, in an hour and a half. You should hurry up and buy the ticket."

When Torataro Taniguchi lowered the window and handed the handbag containing clothes and a submachine gun to the 7 of Hearts, he looked around, but was disappointed not to see the logistics staff who came to handle the car.

"If you don't deal with this car, won't something go wrong?"

"This is the street with the highest car loss rate in New York. As long as you leave the car, it will be stolen ten minutes later. Then it will be entered into an underground car modification workshop, and within an hour it will be modified beyond recognition. The New York police also Can't find it.

So, you don’t need to worry too much... Tokyo Club 9, goodbye. "

"Goodbye, New York 7 of Hearts."

(End of this chapter)