Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

I don’t know whether it was fate or the will of the world. After exploring four or five ports in a row, Miyamoto Kiyohisa did not find any deployment by the black organization.

According to the urinary nature of the black organization, before carrying out the planned task, the people below will definitely make one or two repeated visits to ensure that nothing is missed before the cadres will appear.

These terminals are either full of people coming and going, making it difficult to plan at all, or they are empty, and there are not even a few containers. They are far from the terminal warehouse that Miyamoto Kiyoshi remembered.

The time soon came to about five o'clock in the afternoon. The armed helicopter, which had returned and refueled once, was currently cruising in the air.

Sitting among them was Miyamoto Kiyohisa, wearing headphones and holding a walkie-talkie, as if he was about to command on the spot.

"Every team, please note that the focus of this operation is not to kill the target. It only requires firepower harassment to ensure that we must get the key clues of one billion yen in stolen money."

"Report to Boss, this is the surveillance team. Hirota Masami has already left his rented apartment and drove towards the port."

"Report, a little boy suddenly appeared in Masami Hirota's room. He was riding a skateboard. No, it's not a skateboard. It's some kind of new high-speed transportation tool. He followed the route Hirota Masami took before."

Just when he was about to ask Masami Hirota where he was going, Miyamoto Kiyoshi heard an exclamation coming from the earphones.

"Very good, continue to follow them and report to me the specific route and final location!"

"Roger, Boss, judging from the satellite route, Masami Hirota's final destination should be the West Exit Warehouse."

After hearing this, Miyamoto Kiyoshi smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"As expected, it's among these three suspicious port warehouses."

"Operation Team 3, pay attention to the target and set off towards your location. The operation can begin."

In an abandoned building one kilometer away from the West Exit Warehouse, a 40-person tactical team was getting ready to go.

They all carried three tactical grenades on their backs, an AK109 assault rifle obtained through special channels, and military knives on their waists, and stood in a neat row.

"Clear the mission goal again. We don't seek to kill, but mainly to harass. Do you understand?"

The team leader stood in front and asked loudly.

"understand!"

"Just understand. If someone violates the mission requirements, the boss may take him for separate training. The boss said this himself."

After hearing this, the team members responded even more firmly.

Soon, the 39 team members were divided into 13 three-person teams. Under the leadership of the team leader, they groped their way into the warehouse.

At the same time, three armed helicopters equipped with machine guns had slowly arrived less than two kilometers away from the warehouse.

Just before the team members entered the west entrance warehouse, a red car roared into the warehouse area.

"Very good. The mission target is the red car driving into the warehouse park ahead. The air force will provide positions to the ground force at any time."

Miyamoto Kiyoshi, who was sitting on one of the armed helicopters and looking into the distance with a telescope, ordered.

After driving for a while, the red car stopped at the entrance of an abandoned warehouse.

Immediately afterwards, two figures in black slowly approached the warehouse, and not only that, a black car also came outside the park. Two men in black holding sniper rifles came out of the car. After getting out of the car, They quickly found two high places in the park.

"Cole, did you hear anything?"

"Have it?"

One of the men in black, who was wearing sniper protection earplugs, took off his earplugs. Suddenly, the roar of the helicopter propeller gradually appeared in his ears.

Not far away, three helicopters were heading here.

"Gin, the plan has changed. Three helicopters are coming from a distance. Please pay attention to covert operations."

After discovering the situation, the man in black immediately informed Gin of the situation through the radio, who was confronting Miyano Akemi in the warehouse.

"Okay, Miyano Akemi, hurry up and hand over one billion yen obediently."

Vodka, who was wide and fat, spoke unceremoniously.

"I can leave it to you, but first let my sister go and get her out of the organization."

Miyano Akemi, standing alone inside the warehouse, looked at the two people with stubborn eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense to her. There are some situations outside. Just in case, just deal with her."

He stretched out his hand to stop Vodka who wanted to continue talking.

Gin pointed the pistol in his hand at Miyano Akemi in the distance.

At this moment, an explosion suddenly came over.

"Gin, there are people here, and these people are a bit weird."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were the sounds of several grenades exploding.

"Captain, this is so cool. We have always been asked to throw simulated bombs in the past, but this time it feels so comfortable to throw real grenades."

A team member who had already thrown two grenades said happily.

"It's cool, but the cost of throwing the grenade will be deducted from your salary."

Looking at the team member expressionlessly, the captain said something that he found unbelievable.

At this moment, the armed helicopter also arrived here,

"Bank robbers below, listen, we are an action force specially commissioned by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. You have been surrounded. Quickly put down your weapons and surrender. Otherwise, I will obtain the right to fire in accordance with the law."

The sound of the trumpet continued to be heard from the helicopter. At the same time, the muzzle of the machine gun under the cabin was slowly aimed at the warehouse made of iron sheets. The large-caliber armor-piercing bullets in it were ready to go. Just waiting to pull the trigger, the weapon could be fired. The warehouse in front of me was torn into pieces.

"Brother, it's the voice of Apache!"

Vodka, who has been in the United States for a long time, recognized the sound in just a moment, and naturally knew the deterrent power of this war weapon.

"Haha, Gin, it seems your situation is not very good either."

Miyano Akemi, who knew that her face was completely broken, heard the sound in the air and couldn't help but taunted her.

"No matter how bad the situation is, it won't be a problem to deal with this lost dog like you!"

After giving Miyano Akemi a cold look, Gin pulled the trigger in his hand.

However, the gun in Gin's hand did not fire a bullet, simply because at the moment of shooting, a bullet hit the pistol in Gin's hand.

"Gun fighting skills, this skill is really surprisingly useful."

Moving the muzzle of the sniper rifle with smoke rising from the muzzle back to the cabin, Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't help but pretend.

Using a specially made bullet with an angled angle, Miyamoto Kiyoshi successfully created a curved trajectory, dodged the warehouse door, and accurately hit the pistol in Gin's hand.

"What! Damn it!"

Listening to the increasingly urgent footsteps outside the house, Gin, whose gun was knocked out of his hand, took the pistol from Vodka's hand and fired two shots at Miyano Akemi in the distance.

"withdraw!"

"But, brother, that billion yen?"

"One billion yen is not enough to buy our lives, let's go!"

After saying that, Gin quickly ran towards the side door of the warehouse without looking back.

As for the two snipers hiding in high places, they had already started to evacuate as soon as they noticed the helicopter coming.

In the cold and silent warehouse, only Miyano Akemi's gradually numb body was left lying there, while two sad flowers of blood were splashed on the ground.