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Not more than ten minutes after leaving, Danen's excited laughter came from the headset, "Yang Luo! I killed several little devils again. These idiots rushed in after seeing so many people dead in the corridor."
"Dainen! How is the situation there?" Yang Luo asked.
"A lot of policemen came just now to do security, but it's still calm."
Thousands of people have gathered outside the Okura Hotel. There are reporters and citizens who watch the excitement, watching the endless stream of luxury cars slowly approaching, cheering non-stop.
Fumji Okada personally commanded the security, standing there holding the walkie-talkie was a little restless, always feeling that something big was about to happen. But I can't figure out where the problem is, is it Ginza? The threatening email clearly states that Ginza Commercial Street will be bombed on the 28th.
The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt, holding the walkie-talkie and saying, "Noda-kun!"
"Director Okada, I am Haru Noda."
"You must take strict precautions there, as soon as any suspicious person appears, immediately control it, and don't be careless."
"Hai! Please rest assured Director Okada."
Fumji Okada heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't need to come here in person, but too many things happened these days. Both General Saito Noboru and the president of the Black Dragon Society were assassinated last night, so there is no guarantee that those people will not come here. If something happened here, he couldn't bear it and walked away.
Yang Luo and the others parked their car in the parking lot under a building opposite the Okura Hotel, looked down at the time: "It's 8:30, let's act at 9 o'clock." After speaking, they shouted: "Yang Fengyun! "
"arrive!"
"Go to another room and get Bei Xiaoli and Wen Yi over there, so that nothing will happen then."
"yes!"
Yang Luo took out the business card that Hong Yejun gave him, "Lu Fengying called Hong Yejun to inform him that he can act now."
Lu Fengying took the business card and opened the door to get out of the car. She found a phone card vending machine not far away, bought a phone card and inserted the card into the public phone. He dialed the phone number on the business card, and the other party connected quickly.
"It's time to act." The other party hung up the phone without saying a word.
The Ginza Commercial Street was crowded with people as usual, thousands of plainclothes mixed in and searched for suspicious persons. At the intersection more than 100 meters away from the commercial street, there was an ordinary van parked. Hong Yejun hung up the phone and dialed another number.
"Notify the action to start." Hongyejun said with a painful look on his face, "tell them that for the success of the world revolution, the organization will remember their contributions, and their family organizations will take good care of them .¡±
No one noticed that there were nearly a hundred men and women wearing brand-name clothing and carrying famous bags in the "crowd" of the commercial street. These people were old and young, and they all looked like gentlemen and ladies of the upper class with smiles on their faces. They scattered throughout the commercial street, and then strolled into the shops on both sides.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
A few minutes later, violent explosions sounded one after another, and the whole earth trembled. With the explosion of the ground shaking bombs, the glass of the shops on both sides of the commercial street was like snowflakes flying in the sky. What followed were human bodies and tongues of flame that were blown away by the explosion. And those glass shards flying all over the sky are absolutely no less lethal than sharp blades. The dense crowd on the street bears the brunt of being covered by glass shards flying in the air.
Most of the plainclothes mingled in the crowd were injured, and those who were not injured were terrified by the scene in front of them. All of them were pale, and their whole bodies were trembling non-stop.
Now the entire commercial street is like a hell on earth, full of people who were killed, wounded and running. The groans of the wounded and the shouts and cries of the crowd rang out. Blood flowed all over the street, like water flowing slowly into a sewer after a light rain.
Police officer Noda Haru was getting up on the ground covered in blood, shaking his head to shake the glass shards from his hair. Another policeman in a suit stood up staggeringly, staring straight at the miserable scene in front of him.
"What's the matter, is this a terrorist attack or the enemy attacked the Japanese mainland." Obviously this guy was frightened.
At this time, Noda Haru roared, "Hurry up! Tell Director Okada quickly."
Hong Ye-kun closed his eyes and a drop of tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and he murmured: "You are all heroes."
The subordinate who was driving said sadly: "Mr. Hongye, we should go."
?Hong Yejun nodded and took the phone and dialed a number: "The goods will be delivered to the university on time at nine o'clock."In front of the warehouse hotel. "
Yang Luo rested his feet on the steering wheel, leaned against the back of the chair, smoked a cigarette and waited quietly.
Zhou Xin said: "Head! Will joining forces with the Red Army cause us trouble? The most important point is that they are Japanese. No matter how they make trouble, it is also their own family business."
Yang Luo smiled: "You don't know them. There are extreme right-wingers in Japan, and the Red Army is the extreme left-wingers. The Red Army had already formed a large scale in the 1960s. At that time, many Japanese youths were very disgusted with the United States. They thought that the United States was a symbol of It symbolizes imperialism and evil. China symbolizes revolution, and "Chairman Mao" is the common mentor of revolutionary youth all over the world. Every time they parade, they will hold up the portraits of "Chairman Mao" and "Chairman Mao". And the quotations of "Mao" and "Chairman" were written on the banners with blood, and they marched solemnly under the banners and portraits. Such pictures appeared from time to time on TV, newspapers and periodicals at that time, becoming the Japanese The portrayal of the times.
And when Nixon visited China in 1972, watching "Chairman Mao" and "Chairman Mao" shaking hands with Nixon made these left-wing youths of the Red Army collectively fall into despair. But they did not give up, and kept fighting. They believed that this was only temporary, and that "Chairman Mao" and "Chairman Mao" would never become friends with US imperialism.
Until 1979 when our country started reform and opening up, the spiritual beliefs of the Japanese leftists were completely cut off, and countless leftist youths "committed suicide" in despair, and the leftist movement fell into a trough indefinitely. "
Don't say that Zhou Xin has never heard of these things, even Lu Fengying, who is a senior agent, doesn't know. The two sat there and listened quietly.
Yang Luo took a puff of cigarette and continued: "Because of the violent suppression by the Japanese authorities, those living ultra-left-wing pro-middle youths did not give up their struggle, and have been working in secret. Later, they simply embarked on the road of armed forces and organized the "East Asia Anti-Japanese Armed Front¡± and planned and implemented a series of bombings to blow up the ¡°Xingya Guanyin Statue.¡±
Zhou Xin was taken aback, "Why did they blow up the Guanyin statue? What's the political significance?"
Yang Luo smiled: "It was built by Matsui Iwane, the commander who commanded the Japanese army to occupy Nanjing." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com