Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 70 Who is the hero?

On an ordinary night, the four team members who were having fun in the Oshima Group headquarters thought it was another lonely and boring night, when someone knocked on the door and rushed in.

"It's bad, brothers, there are many people coming towards you!"

As soon as these words came out, the four members of the Oshima group who were lying in the hall watching TV, sitting and playing cards, and sleeping on their stomachs all turned over and stood up, and moved very skillfully from under the table and behind the paper door. Pick up all kinds of cold weapons.

There are classic gangster katana swords, metal baseball bats, machetes and axes.

As a small gang, the Oshima-gumi encounters at least three or four small-scale conflicts and attacks every year.

Some struggles are initiated by newly formed violent groups. These groups, composed of delinquents and young street gangsters, are eager to make a name for themselves and have a fixed territory. They often choose a small violent group as their target.

Then, due to the national characteristics of the Japanese, the initial attacks of new violent groups are often sneak attacks in the middle of the night. Therefore, any violent group with a bit of history will leave some personnel at the headquarters to work night shift, just to prevent such things from happening.

In addition to threats from peers, there are also occasional attacks by ordinary people angry at the behavior of violent groups.

For example, a guy who owes a loan shark and doesn't want to repay it, and doesn't want to leave his hometown, may suddenly want to entangle a group of relatives and friends who also owe a loan shark, and then come to attack the Oshima-gumi headquarters in the middle of the night.

Their thinking is very clear. Since I can't afford to pay back the money, I won't pay it back. As long as I get rid of the creditor, the debt will naturally disappear.

Under such circumstances, when the Oshima team saw the gatekeeper crawling in, they already acted subconsciously and picked up the guy as quickly as possible.

Although they haven't seen the enemy yet, the members of the Oshima-gumi roared in the Japanese yakuza's unique tongue-licking voice.

Amidst the violent knocking on the door, several people in black coats burst in as the door fell. After looking at each other, the members of the Oshima group quickly turned to horrified roars. shouting.

"Nani..."

"They have guns!"

"Fake...not fake!"

The leader of the Oshima group really wanted to scold the gatekeeper. When you came in, why didn't you tell them that these people had thermal weapons?

When the leading man entered the house, he held up a submachine gun with a gunshot suppressor in his hand and pointed it at the ground. With the dull sound of gunfire, the bullets fell on the wooden floor and a burst of sawdust flew across the floor.

They are all capable of shooting bullets, these guys must have real guns!

Almost in the next second, all the members of the Oshima group stopped obediently. Although they did not raise their hands, the hesitant expressions on their faces and the softer and softer "roaring" in their mouths showed that. their thoughts.

In addition to guns, more enemies poured in from behind, holding samurai swords and baseball bats in their hands, crowding the first floor of the not-so-spacious Oshima Group.

There is a huge generational difference in weapons, and there is a huge disadvantage in numbers. The five members of the Oshima group

It can't be beaten. It can't be beaten. It can only make some noise to remind the big boss on the second floor and the underground finance person to run for their lives.

Hiroshi Oshima and Daisuke Inoshita heard and understood the warnings of those loyal Oshima-gumi members, and they responded quickly almost at the same time.

Daisuke Inoshita rushed to the window and crawled, opened the glass window and jumped down without hesitation. He was not afraid that this was the second floor and he might break his leg if he jumped.

Hiroshi Oshima stood up, turned around, took out a samurai sword decorated with silver wire and black cotton from the weapon rack behind his back, and rushed towards the door with a strong stride.

The choices they made were different, but the results were destined to be the same.

Hiroshi Oshima roared out of the room and bumped into two enemies in the straight and narrow corridor. Although the latter had an automatic weapon in his hand, the former did not hesitate at all.

"asshole!!!"

Hiroshi Oshima opened his mouth wide and shouted with all his strength. He raised the katana held tightly in both hands and spread his limbs like a tiger, flying forward.

Faced with Hiroshi Oshima's attack, Fujiwara No. 1 let go and dropped the submachine gun in his hand. He took out a stun device from the inside of his suit with his backhand. Fujiwara No. 2, who was a step behind, raised the military police stun gun in his hand and took aim after a moment. , pull the trigger.

Two electric shock bombs flew out and landed accurately on the chest of Hiroshi Oshima five meters away. The current in the battery instantly transmitted electrical pulses along the wires and entered the former's body.

What does it feel like to be hit with a stun gun?
  Hiroshi Oshima couldn't answer this question before, but after tonight, he can tell how he felt at the time.

In the strong electric shock, Hiroshi Oshima's limbs were numb and spasmed, his muscles contracted involuntarily, and his bones were shaking. His whole body was now weak and dizzy, and he wanted to collapse on the ground and fall asleep.

However, Hiroshi Oshima was unwilling to lie down like this. He thought of the team members on the first floor, of his responsibility as the leader of the Oshima team, and of his father grabbing his hand before he died and handing the Oshima team to him. picture.

"Ahhh... don't underestimate me!!!" Even though his whole body was shaking, Oshima Hiroshi gritted his teeth and roared with his mouth wide open...

Then, Fujiwara No. 1, who was behind him, used a higher-voltage stun device to hit the waist of the guy who was still charging forward with the stun gun.

In the crackling electric shock, Oshima Hiroshi's hair stood up instantly, and his whole body straightened up immediately. The katana slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

"You... you... are despicable..." Before Oshima Hiroshi could finish his last words, he fell straight to the ground, his mouth wide open and drooling, and he fainted as expected.

Fujiwara No. 1 looked down at the strong man lying on the ground, and couldn't help but nodded to the latter with an expressionless face.

"He has great endurance and a very tenacious will. He is a tenacious warrior."

The unconscious Hiroshi Oshima was carried down to the first floor. When the members of the Oshima team below saw their appearance as the big boss, they all shouted to stand up, regardless of the sharp knife on their necks.

"Big Boss!!!"

"They killed the big boss!"

"Fight them!!!"

The struggle of these five people naturally attracted more than 20 people to beat them up. They were unable to withstand four punches with both hands. In an environment where the space was so narrow that they could not escape, no matter how angry the members of the Oshima group were, their actions were in vain. .

In just three minutes, these five people were pushed to the ground by a larger number of men in black, and were beaten with gangster kicks and baseball bats, leaving the former with bloody heads and screams.

"Don't fight... don't fight. I'm still alive. Brothers, don't resist." Maybe it was because his body was too strong, or maybe it was because Oshima Hiroshi heard the screams and howls. He struggled with his numb hands and feet, and he couldn't resist. The ground got up.

After hearing the voice of their big boss, those members of the Oshima group who were still trying to get up stopped struggling. The former did not move, and those who surrounded them also stopped.

Seeing that his subordinates were no longer beaten, Hiroshi Oshima slowly stood up. He looked around and saw that his house was full of people.

The latter had submachine guns, automatic rifles, pistols, and traditional gang weapons such as samurai swords and baseball bats.

"Who are you and what are you doing in the Oshima group?"

Fujiwara No. 1 didn't answer. He just tilted his head and motioned for others to do something.

"Take these five troublesome guys out of here."

The more than twenty people who crowded the Oshima-gumi headquarters did so, and except for Fujiwara No. 1 and Fujiwara-2, the others left the room with five Oshima-gumi members.

After all these people left, Hiroshi Oshima, who was leaning against the wall and barely standing, discovered that there was another person huddled in the corner.

"Ishita Finance, didn't you escape?" Hiroshi Oshima was surprised, but Daisuke Inoshita just showed an awkward smile.

"Big boss, there are more people outside. I couldn't escape."

"You...sigh..."

"Okay, stop. My master wants to talk to you two." Fujiwara No. 1 stood up and interrupted the conversation between the two. He took out his mobile phone from his arms, dialed a number, and then turned on the loudspeaker. Function.

After doing all this, Fujiwara No. 1 raised his hand to signal Daisuke Inoshita, who was squatting in the corner, to come over and ask him to stand with Hiroshi Oshima. Then he stood in front of the two of them with his mobile phone.

The phone rang beeping, and Daisuke Inoshita involuntarily bent down towards Fujiwara No. 1 with a flattering smile on his face.

Although Hiroshi Oshima's hands and feet were still a little numb, he always straightened his back and held his head high.

The phone stopped ringing, apparently the call was connected.

"Good evening, Mr. Hiroshi Oshima and Mr. Daisuke Inoshita."

The man's voice that came out from the phone was deep and magnetic. He spoke unhurriedly and enunciated clearly. Even if no one is in sight, listening to this voice can make people imagine a man in formal attire with a majestic face and body. Tall man.

"Hello, hello." Daisuke Inoshita bent even lower.

"I don't know what you call me. What's the point of sending someone to visit the Oshima Group?"

"You don't need to know who I am. The more you know, the more dangerous you are..." The man's voice on the phone paused, giving the two of them some time to react.

"You only need to know one thing. Surrender, or die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Inoshita Daisuke reacted very quickly. He took three steps back at lightning speed, then his knees weakened and he fell forward.

As determined as Daisuke Inoshita's movements were, the sound of his knees hitting the ground was loud.

"I am willing to surrender, my lord!"

The man on the other end of the phone expected Daisuke Inoshita's behavior. Since he had already experienced it once, he was not surprised at all.

Hiroshi Oshima was not surprised either. He looked at Daisuke Inoshita who was kneeling on the ground and was not surprised by the latter's choice.

For a man who had to take care of two wives and three children, death was never a solitary thing.

Fujiwara No. 1 turned to look at Hiroshi Oshima, and together with Fujiwara No. 2, who was standing a little further away, reached for his waist.

"Mr. Daisuke Inoshita relented, and Mr. Hiroshi Oshima... what is your choice?"

Hiroshi Oshima didn't answer. He just reached out to grab Daisuke Inoshita, grabbed his arm and pushed up.

"stand up!"

With that said, Hiroshi Oshima lifted Daisuke Inoshita up with only one hand and made him stand.

Fujiwara No. 1 and No. 2 silently watched Oshima Hiroshi's movements and did not stop him. However, the pistols on their waists were also drawn out as Inoshita Daisuke stood up.

"It seems that Mr. Hiroshi Oshima has made a choice as a man..." The man's voice on the other end of the phone was somewhat emotional. However, before he could finish his words, Hiroshi Oshima moved.

"I, on behalf of the Oshima Group, am willing to surrender to you."

Hiroshi Oshima neatly completed the entire process of "pushing the gold mountain, pouring the jade pillar, and bowing after receiving the head". Now it was Inoshita Daisuke's turn to be stunned.

"Ah, this... big boss, you..."

Hiroshi Oshima ignored Daisuke Inoshita. He kept kneeling on his knees and looked up at the flip phone.

"Excuse me, sir. Is there anything I need the Oshima team to do?"

"I have always believed that those who understand current affairs are heroes, but it still surprises me that Mr. Hiroshi Oshima understands current affairs so well."

The man's voice on the other end of the phone was still steady, unhurried and maintaining his rhythm and accent.

"Fujiwara No. 1, take out the map."

Hearing this, Fujiwara No. 1 reached into the inside of his suit and took out a map. Fujiwara No. 2 moved a table in time and asked the former to spread the map on it.

Hiroshi Oshima, who shifted from a kneeling position to a sitting position, did not look at the map immediately, but instead stared at Fujiwara No. 1's suit.

He was a little surprised. How big was the inner pocket of this guy's suit? Why was there no trace at all after hiding the stun device and map?

"Mr. Hiroshi Oshima, please look at the map." The man on the phone said in a polite but secretly commanding tone.

Hiroshi Oshima quickly lowered his head and looked at the map on the low table in front of him.

This is a map of Tokyo's Adachi Ward, with a street drawn in red in a circle.

Hiroshi Oshima was a little confused, but Daisuke Inoshita, who came over with a shy face, just looked at it for a while and recognized the specific location of the circle.

"What you have to do is to occupy this street in the shortest possible time, and then no dangerous elements will be allowed to enter this street. In return, I will support you in occupying the entire Adachi District."

"Ah, I...the current Oshima team can't do it. We can't beat the Maple Leaf Club!" Oshima Hiroshi honestly admitted that he was not strong enough.

"I will give you support. Fifty men and a batch of weapons will be given to you tonight. You must prove your ability with actions. If you can't..."

The tone of the man on the phone became cold. He ordered Hiroshi Oshima. Although the following words were not spoken, the latter could understand the meaning of the unspoken words.

"I understand." The helpless Oshima Hiroshi could only kneel down to the phone.

"Mr. Daisuke Inoshita."

"Hi, I'm here, sir." Daisuke Inoshita quickly knelt down and expressed his loyalty to the phone.

"I have to make it up to you. Although I didn't do the thing, it's still a mistake... Fujiwara No. 1, give him a business card."

Fujiwara No. 1 stepped forward and took out a plain paper business card from his arms. There was nothing on it, only a series of numbers.

Daisuke Inoshita took it slightly strangely.

"This number can be reached in Tokyo. I give you the right to call it once. Through this call, you can get the support of a seven-man armed team.

No matter where you are in Tokyo, and no matter who your enemy is, they will arrive at you within twenty-four hours, obey your orders within a day, and do anything that is not against my interests. "

(End of this chapter)