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The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the Japanese government will not believe a few words on the Internet. The power behind this matter is too huge. Whether it is the Sheqi Eight Family or Kassel Academy, or even those mixed-race organizations active in various fields, they will abide by this A dogma that separates the worlds of dragons and humans.
The rather sweet voice of the female reporter penetrated the thick glass curtain wall and echoed in the wind. A strange and depressing atmosphere echoed in the empty airport runway.
Sleipnir roared like a tiger, and turned on all the lights like a black dragon opening its eyes.
It slid onto the 1800-meter-long runway at a diagonal downward angle at high speed, with dazzling sparks when the tires rubbed.
All the commissioners were looking at the crazy monster at this moment. The head of the execution department trotted onto a jeep and chased the Gulfstream airliner into the depths of darkness. The lighthouse in the distance lit up the blazing sun with a bang. Like a xenon lamp, three huge blade-like beams cut through the rain and darkness, and finally concentrated the huge light spot at the end of the runway, just in time to envelope Sleipnir, who had completed his deceleration.
The head of the executive department cursed in his heart that he was a madman. Diving at such a speed, just the slightest mistake would turn the entire plane into a raging flame in the storm. Even if the person sitting on it was Hilbert Jean Angers, he would not be able to survive such an explosion.
But when I thought of the principal's style manager, I felt relieved. That guy has always been a pioneer of madness, and the so-called death may be just an indifferent term.
The door of the plane slowly opened, and the person in charge jumped off before the jeep stopped. At the same time, two strong young people jumped off, each holding a black umbrella in their hands.
In such an environment, some dazzling white light even overflowed from the aircraft door. As the ramp descended, two black shadows appeared in the white light.
The two vigorous young men immediately opened their black umbrellas and rushed forward. The person in charge reached out and took the suitcase of the somewhat unfamiliar boy. The box wasn't heavy. It probably only contained some clothes, and at most a laptop was stuffed inside.
"Hello, principal!" The head of the executive department looked at Angers eagerly. To these people, Angers has always been a legend. "I am Aya Yoshiyuki, the person in charge of this pick-up operation." Aya Yoshiyuki said.
For example, his number in the Executive Department is 000001S. The first four digits of the Executive Department file number should be the birthday of the commissioner. For example, Caesar's file number is 112933A. This is because he was born on November 11th, and the commissioner was born on this day. He is ranked 29rd and has an A pedigree. Angers's file number does not indicate his birthday. He has lived for too long. His passport is constantly changing, and the birthday on the passport changes again and again. The original birthday is no longer important. The "33" in the number symbolizes his uniqueness and irreplaceability.
Another example is Angers' proud record in the dragon-slaying battlefield. He has killed countless pure-blooded dragons and deadpools in the past hundred years, and even fought with the King of Bronze and Fire in the Six Flags Amusement Park incident in Chicago. Norton fought, and together with Lu Mingfei, they got the only chance for the Philosopher's Stone bullet to shoot into Norton's heart.
"Have you said hello to the customs? We shouldn't need to check the passport, right?" Angers smiled, with a calm expression in his eyes under the brown lenses.
"Norma has broken through the system firewall of Japan Customs. The information of you and this...Junior Brother Kang has been entered in advance." Aya Yoshiyuki was very excited, although the commissioners of the execution department are basically alumni of Cassel College , but the class structure in the academy is quite serious. For Lu Mingfei, of course, if he wants to go to a place like the principal's office, he can just open the door and have macarons and Ceylon black tea to taste at any time. However, most other students may not be invited to enter it even after four years of undergraduate study. .
What's more, Angers is really full of things to do. Normally, the professors are in charge of school affairs, and the principal rarely shows up in the college. Not to mention close contact, most students can only be seen at the opening ceremony and graduation ceremony. His side. So the excitement of the person in charge is actually understandable.
The boy scratched his hair and smiled shyly: "You can just call me Xiaokang. To be honest, Junior Brother Kang, I sound like a bucket of pirated instant noodles."
Only then did Yoshiyuki Aya notice that the boy was actually very delicate. His skin had a marble-like texture under the dazzling light. His collarbones were slender and his fingers were slender. His facial features were very delicate, and his eyes were clean and timid.
He seems to be just an ordinary boy. I don’t know why the principal made a special trip back to Valley College to bring him to Japan today.
"We rarely go to Haneda Airport, why did we arrange to land here this time?" Angers buried his head and re-fixed the folding knife with cold forged steel pattern on his forearm, and then glanced at the dark rain curtain around him, "Over there at Genji Heavy Industries how's it going?"
"There was a crash at Narita Airport half an hour ago. The Metropolitan Police Department blocked the area. If you choose to land nearby, it may cause unnecessary trouble." Aya Yoshiyuki explained, "The Japanese branch probably encountered a lot of trouble tonight. Big trouble, our people are investigating, it may be related to Deadpool."
Chu Zihang's team's action plan was not reported to the execution department, so Aya Yoshiyuki certainly didn't know what happened at Genji Heavy Industries tonight.
Dragon-shaped Deadpool and Dragon-shaped Corpse Shou, no matter which one is taken out, it is an evil thing that can shock the entire hybrid world, but one person from the Eight Sheqi Family possesses them both.
"Call the equipment department and ask them to check the Diliaster again. We still need more storm torpedoes... There will be a tough battle to fight next." Angers glanced at the person in charge who was leading the way. "Aya Yoshiyuki, I remember you. You entered school in 1981 and graduated from the Department of Alchemy and Mechanical Engineering. I even gave you a gift when you held your wedding in Chicago."
Aya Yoshiyuki straightened his back and looked very excited: "My wife Reiko Kobayakawa is also your student. We have all been fortunate enough to listen to your personal teachings by the principal, and we have benefited a lot."
"You were already a couple when you were in school, right?"
"Yes! Reiko and I both came from Kagoshima. We are childhood sweethearts." Aya Yoshiyuki was a little shy when talking about this matter.
The commissioners of the Executive Department followed from a distance. The principal and Constantine got into the Jeep with Aya Yoshiyuki. Then the car stopped in front of the glass door of the terminal. Aya Yoshiyuki opened the door respectfully: "Principal please!"
"Lu Mingfei and your sister are staying at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo. I'll send you there to meet them first." Angers lowered his head and said to Constantine. The boy blinked: "I am an only child." Constantine remembered Lu Mingfei. He showed that he was a loner at all times, especially not talking about having a brother in front of a 130-year-old man.
"Whatever, cousin or something." Ange shrugged, "Did Xia Mi tell you that she is in a relationship with Lu Mingfei now?"
"What...what do you mean?"
"Literally." Ange laughed, "I really envy young people. They do whatever they want to do with great vigor."
The old guy suddenly looked in a certain direction. It was beyond the light, and the night was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.
"What's wrong?" Aya Yoshiyuki was stunned for a moment and looked in the same direction.
Angers waved his hand: "It's nothing, just an illusion. As you get older, you will always like to think wildly."
He was not just imagining things. A few seconds ago, a black figure jumped down from a very high place. There was no support at the starting point of his jump. It was as if the space was torn apart and he appeared here. Although this statement is a bit strange, it is indeed the case. The reality there is shattered like glass, and a bright light fiercely emerges from the darkness where he came from within a few tenths of a second, and then The black shadow swept across the dagger silently. The commissioner who was approaching didn't even notice the pain. Warm blood spurted from his throat onto the hands of the black shadow.
Chapter 284: Assassin the King and Killing the King
The Executive Department is the sharp knife in the hands of the college. Almost all students who have finally completed their credits and completed internship tasks in their senior year have entered this institution.
Each of them has gone through the most rigorous training, and even if they ignore their bloodline, they are enough to be called the most elite special forces. When attacking, they always work in teams of three, and when defending, they always work in teams of two.
The distance between any group of duty specialists will not exceed five meters. At this distance, the hybrid's senses are so powerful that they can even hear each other's heartbeat clearly. They can help each other in any accident.
The black shadow appeared silently and killed a commissioner with a short knife. Logically speaking, all this must also fall in the eyes of the commissioner on the opposite side.
But the alarm was not sounded, because at almost the same millisecond, another black shadow appeared like a ghost and cut off the heart of the commissioner on the opposite side. The probing hand twisted the commissioner's throat and destroyed his vocal cords.
When a huge amount of air was blown out of the lungs and passed through the damaged vocal cords, it was like a bellows being pulled, and the roaring sound of the wind was lost in the rain.
Before the despair when a person is about to die can overtake him, his consciousness has completely sunk into darkness.
The rain in the dark night was so silent that it seemed like a hungry monster was hiding, waiting for an opportunity to kill anyone who made a sound.
The surging radio waves are crisscrossing back and forth in the empty airport runway, and a large net is unfolding quietly. If anyone can access these radio waves at this moment, they will know that some rats in the gutter can finally bear it no longer.
They set up a killing tactic here, or a gamble-like test.
"...Camera No. 4 is in place, reporting on the current situation."
"Number 1 is in position."
"Number 3 is in position."
"Number 6 is in position."
"..."
"The fire control system once again confirmed that the final firearms inspection must be carried out and all bullets must be poured out as soon as possible."
An indifferent shadow stood high at the top of the hollow-structured airport hall. Blazing white lightning occasionally tore through the sky, and his figure was suddenly illuminated, and his eyes were burning with golden light like will-o'-the-wisps.
He was wearing infrared night vision goggles, and in the dark green field of vision, dozens of red human figures stood out like bonfires at night.
People in action all wear these glasses. The rain curtain is the best camouflage for them. At the same time, the cold rain falls from the sky and turns the whole world into a low-temperature color. Only the temperature rising when the blood flows in the blood vessels burns them. magnificent.
"The thickness of the wall is 20 centimeters. The initial velocity of the mercury core alchemy armor-breaking ejection chamber is 3 times the speed of sound. Frontal attack can ensure penetration. There is no problem with the angles of each camera position." Someone whispered in the headset.
"Let the action begin. The existence of Angers has posed a threat to us. The road to the new world must be unobstructed..." The shadow overlooking everything in the dome whispered,
"Kill him."
A few tens of meters away in nine directions, the green crosshair on the dimly lit screen under the black waterproof curtain moved slowly along the wall of the terminal. Everything on the electronic display was green except for two red figures sitting in a corner behind the wall.
The effectiveness of the thermal external sight on rainy nights has been maximized.
Then a black truck carrying out construction material waste removal work started quietly not far away.
The old car, which looked at least more than ten years old from the outside, suddenly turned on its headlights. The moment the lights pierced the rain curtain, the old engine made a terrible noise, which reminded people of an aging liger. Now This old mountain tiger is inhaling a large amount of air in its withered lungs, preparing to make the stiff and aging muscles of the whole body exert force regardless of the cost. There is no doubt that this will be its last hunt, and the object of the hunt is...
Constantine, Lord of Bronze and Fire.
Cum Hilbert Jean Angers, the King of Sky and Wind.
The crosshair will not move after locking. The murderous intention came quietly, and the faint sound of metal collision in the rain curtain completely dissipated not long after it was transmitted.
Commissioners from the Enforcement Department discovered almost immediately that the strange truck was acting abnormally.
The wipers were turned on, but they could not sweep away the water flowing down like a river. Those who noticed this scene immediately pointed their guns at the tires of the car, because there was no driver inside.
The roar of the engine suddenly increased, and every commissioner's attention was attracted. The truck suddenly accelerated, and like a rhinoceros that was not afraid of death, it rushed towards the corner of the terminal where Angers and Constantine were sitting and resting. Rush away.
Everyone smelled the pungent smell, and it was filled with flammable liquid, so that for a while no one dared to shoot to stop it.
It wasn't until the aging monster had almost broken through the glass curtain wall that several bullets accurately hit the wheels of the truck.
The truck weighing several tons caused a splash of water two to three meters high and rolled violently. It slid along the ground at high speed until it hit a wedge-shaped load-bearing column and finally stopped.
The pillar was almost entirely made of composite steel with an astonishing density as a support, filled with cement, and split the front of the car in half like a sharp knife.
A thick white mist suddenly rose from the rain curtain. It was because the truck's water tank had ruptured, and the steam filled the air fiercely.
Sparks were flying from the truck engine in the rain and fog, and two specialists immediately came forward with fire extinguishers and sprayed the parts that might catch fire.
Dozens of commissioners gathered around from a distance, but did not get close. It was obviously a premeditated attack. No one knew whether there was a time bomb or a remote-controlled bomb hidden in the car. As soon as they got close, Blast them into the sky together with the flammable liquid.
The person in charge of the execution department, Aya Yoshiyuki, held his waist. His hair was wet, and rainwater flowed down the high bridge of his nose. The expression on his face was serious and angry.
He ignited his golden pupils, a certain transparent realm opened silently, and then strode towards the terminal, as if preparing to cover Angers' evacuation.
"What a great era. The old dragon clan was pushed into hell, and the new dragon clan climbed onto the ladder of becoming gods..." The man in the dome lowered his voice, "Principal Ange, you have blocked the way of too many people. You’ve lived too long, why not die?”
He slowly closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly opened them, "Fire."
The dazzling firelight in the depths of the rain curtain was like a fire dragon breathing its breath, the barrel of the gun was rotating like the flying rudder of a clock, bullets were flying out from nine positions and nine angles, and the sound of the gun was as loud as thunder.
The commissioners of the execution department were stunned. The flames from the muzzles of the guns in different directions rose half a meter high, leaving shadows of varying depths on their faces from a long distance away. The tearing fire was reflected in everyone's pupils. Split curtains of rain and dead beams of light.
Those beams were bullets that almost connected together along the same trajectory, and then spread out loudly to form a huge fan with almost no gaps, and the murderous intent rushed towards them without any concealment. Some subtle mental influence was shattered in the sound of gunfire, and everyone realized that they had made a fatal mistake.
When welcoming the president of Kassel College to an airport in Tokyo, which is almost considered a hostile camp, no one among them thought of searching the darkness deep in the surrounding rain curtain.
Now the assassins jumped up from the darkness as if they were going to assassinate the king, but they didn't even have a weapon in their hands that could stop this in an instant.
The commissioners were not actually harmed because all the bullets went in the same direction, like all rivers eventually flowing into the sea.
But sporadic gunfire cannot compete with this metal frenzy that can be called a storm. What they face is by no means a single enemy, but nine fortresses that have been prepared for a long time.
It was a metal storm system controlled by a computer. It was activated by a remote control. Dangerous killers were stationed near each machine gun with a caliber comparable to an aircraft cannon. Their weapons were not inferior to those of the executive department. Apparently they were in Tokyo. He is the real master.
This is the highest achievement of humans using metal projectile weapons to massacre similar species on the battlefield. It is a heavy machine gun with an ultra-high rate of fire that can reach up to 22000 rounds per minute. When fired at full power, even a gun forged from tough alchemical materials that can regenerate and resist high temperatures. The chamber can only be used for three minutes before being scrapped, and hundreds of kilograms of brass bullets can be fired in a few seconds.
The initial velocity of these bullets is close to three times the speed of sound. After exiting the barrel, they will travel a certain distance and spread randomly into a fan-shaped array with an area of about five square meters.
It was like a violent storm reflecting light and fire!
Obviously the people who organized this attack had sufficient logistical support and scientific research support. No machine gun in the world can achieve the above points.
But now these nine guns fired completely at the same time, and all the bullets that rushed out of the gun barrels moved in a spiral shape in a fan-shaped division, completely covering the three sides of the terminal facing the runway from nine different directions.
The glass curtain wall and the 20-centimeter cement surface were useless. The glass shards flying in the sky reflected sparks, and every drop of rain that fell from the sky seemed to be ignited.
Theoretically, no bulletproof equipment can block such an attack, and even a bank vault will be completely destroyed by continuous strafing.
After a few seconds of shock, the commissioners came to their senses. They looked at the traces of bullet traces around them and felt chills in their hearts. They felt like nine suns were lighting up around them, projecting countless rays of light towards the same target.
This kind of firepower would be effective even if used on purebred dragons. Monsters like the snake-like Deadpool, which are said to have scales that can withstand automatic rifle bullets, will be torn into pieces in just a second.
The firearms provided by the equipment department finally began to fight back, but the gunfire of the heavy machine guns was still an overwhelming advantage in the silent rainstorm. Indestructible fortifications were built at each machine gun location. When bullets landed on them, bright sparks burst out. These sparks also illuminated the indifferent faces of the killers.
They are not only Japanese, but also have more Slavic and Aryan faces, but their pupils are all golden.