Hunter x Hunter Rise Meteor Street

"We have arrived at Custer Station. If there are passengers getting off the bus, please get off in time. Passengers getting on the bus please wait in line."

The station announcement was playing repeatedly, reminding the arrival of the station, but no passengers came out of the station hall. They were all passengers who got off the bus and quickly left the station.

In the empty carriage, only Keane and Munro were left.

"It's too slow, it hasn't even driven out of Menbis yet!"

"This is the last stop. The next stop beyond the border is Meteor Street!"

"Meteor Street, what an unforgettable place!"

"When you get there, do you want to get out of the car and go back and have a look?"

"No, from the day I left, I never wanted to go back."

"Okay, then let's go to the next country to find prey."

"Well, Keen, do you notice something is wrong?"

"It's too quiet, it seems a guest is here!"

"Which side are you going to entertain your guests?"

"I'll go to the front car, and you can go to the back car. You've been sitting for too long, so it's time to stretch your muscles."

Keen stood up, stretched, and Munro and he walked towards the connection between the front and rear of the car.

Outside the carriage, in the station hall, there was silence, and no one could be seen. All the passengers and staff on the train ran away, leaving only Keane and Munro, and the radio stopped playing.

Time seemed to have stopped. On the tracks on both sides of the train, the gravel on the ground made a low sound, squeaking, squeaking, squeaking... as the soles of shoes kept stepping on it.

More than 100 members of the Royal Special Forces, dressed in camouflage and protective hoods, with complete combat weapons, quickly moved close to the train and moved closer to the target carriage.

"The left door on the rear side of the target carriage is in place."

"The right door on the rear side of the target carriage is in place."

"..."

"Sniper position No. 1 is in place."

"Sniper position No. 2 is in place."

"..."

"All combat positions in the target compartment are in place. Please give instructions, sir."

News of battle preparations continued to come from the communicator, and the police chief looked at the station monitor and issued orders.

"Start the attack, no need to arrest, just kill the target when you see it!"

After the order was issued, in the surveillance camera, the dark special forces members rushed in from the entrance of the carriage in an instant.

All sniper scopes are also locked at every exit, waiting for the target to be sniped directly once it enters the scope.

In the command room, the police chief sat calmly on a swivel chair. After issuing the order, he turned around and asked Detective Wuerl next to him to make him a cup of coffee.

After he directly used the special forces, he felt much more relaxed. As we all know, Menbis's Royal Special Forces have amazing combat effectiveness and have won great victories in many foreign wars.

The most brilliant achievement. A detachment of 100 people can conduct a sneak attack on an enemy mechanic to assassinate the commander, directly destroy more than 50 tanks and armored vehicles, and kill more than 1,000 enemy soldiers.

The police may not be able to deal with this kind of illusion liar, but just use the killing machines on the battlefield to eliminate them directly.

No arrest, no trial, just kill, quick and easy. The director smoked a cigar leisurely. He felt that after drinking coffee, he could write a beautiful report to the king.

Just as the director was planning his wishful thinking, Inspector Wuerl walked into the command room carrying coffee. When he came in, the coffee in his hand began to shake.

"What's wrong with you, Ur."

"Director, look back at the surveillance camera!"

The director slowly turned around and found that in the car under surveillance, their people kept falling out of the windows. Their necks were either slashed and bleeding, or their limbs were deformed.

There were intermittent gunshots, fire, and screams in the carriage. Soon, the tracks on both sides of the carriage were filled with corpses of all kinds of tragic victims.

"Devils, they are all demons!"

"Retreat quickly and order everyone to retreat immediately! When you come out, throw all the grenades in."

The director immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and yelled.

In the carriage, the remaining special forces retreated quickly after receiving the order, and all ran out of the carriage.

Stepping on the corpses on the floor of the carriage, Keen and Munro were killing each other vigorously, and their bodies were stained red with the enemy's blood.

"Man, how do you feel?"

"I feel like I'm back on Meteor Street again, haha..."

While the two were laughing, dozens of high-explosive grenades were thrown into the cracked car windows on both sides.

In the aisle, on the chairs, and on the dining table, there were smoking grenades with the safety on.

Bang, bang, bang...

The grenades in the carriage detonated almost simultaneously, and the powerful impact of the huge explosion shook the entire train.

The roof of the train was completely blown open, and the glass of the window flew hundreds of meters away. Countless glass shards and metal shards fell on the ground like rain, falling on the prone special forces.

Thick smoke began to emit from the car, with the unpleasant smell of clothes, rubber, and other things mixed in.

It was the smell of countless corpses burning fat inside. The special forces members stood up and looked at the scene in front of them, and they were all silent.

The director watched everything happening on the surveillance camera. He stood up from his chair and gave the order with relief.

"Go forward and check if they are still alive."

The special forces had shadows due to the fierce battle ahead, and began to slowly approach and surround them.

The snipers at high places were also staring at the carriage with their scopes to see if there was any movement of targets.

When they walked to the carriage, they found two charred corpses in plain clothes that had been bombed beyond recognition. The other corpses were those of the special forces.

"Report sir, the target has been cleared."

"Okay, you guys close the team, I'll ask someone to clean up the scene."

The director walked out of the command room with satisfaction, got in his car and drove to the autopsy room to wait for the final confirmation of the results. He wanted to see if the two monsters killed by the explosion were human bodies.

After the special forces withdrew, the aftermath personnel began to move the bodies into the car.

The staff had never seen so many tragic deaths. Some had their throats slashed, some had their hearts pulled out, and some had their ribs inserted through their bellies. During the transportation process, they couldn't help but vomit.

After a while, the corpses were loaded into two trucks, which left the station and drove to the crematorium.

The two corpses that were considered targets were first brought back to the morgue by the police. The director and Inspector Wuerl came to the morgue to view them together.

"Did you see it? Ur, the person you want to arrest is here. The dead can rest in peace. The magician's associates are not ordinary people either. These two bastards cost us a lot of people!"

"Director, let's confirm it before reporting to the superiors. I feel like this is going a bit too smoothly!"

"Do you call this smooth? Ur, I followed the king and killed many such people. This time I suffered the biggest loss. If you want to confirm, just take a good look at their deaths!"

Ur wore a mask and rubber gloves on his hands and began to examine the body. The face had been burned to a blur, and the hair was all burned away. There were many wounds on the body, some were gunshot wounds, and some were punctured by metal fragments flying from the explosion. in.

Ur opened his eyes wide and walked around the autopsy table where the corpse was parked. He turned around from one side of the corpse to see the other side carefully.

His wandering eyes suddenly stopped at the arm of the corpse, Ur stood up and said.

"Director, this is not the body of the magician. The incomplete tattoo on the burned arm is the two-headed snake that is the exclusive tattoo of the special forces. They must have taken advantage of the chaos to escape!"

"Damn it, this is trouble!"

The director standing aside slammed the tool table next to him with his fist.

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On the suburban road leading to the crematorium in Custer City, there were two moving trucks loaded with corpses.

"What did these unlucky people do? How come so many people died!"

"God knows, I'm exhausted from carrying these guys. Pay attention to the badges on their clothes. They are the Royal Special Forces!"

"Hey, man, don't talk. Do you hear something moving behind you?"

In the cab of a truck that was pulling the body, two drivers stopped talking, one continued driving, and the other put his ear to the back of the truck.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the entire body of the moving truck was shaken by a huge force.

The two frightened staff members in the cab were trembling with fear. They slowly looked at the rearview mirror.

They discovered that the rear door of the carriage was completely twisted and deformed and fell on the road behind it. Then two black figures jumped out of the carriage and disappeared in the blink of an eye.