At the same time that Tang Shuxing and others rushed to the Emperor's Palace, Nishijima Hidekawa led An Liangxin into the underground security office of the Prime Minister's residence.
The moment the door opened, Nishijima Hidekawa moved away from Anliangxin, opened the door, and motioned for him to come in.
An Liangxin took a deep breath. He had been waiting for this day for decades. He could finally sit down and formally negotiate with Japanese government officials, and the other party would not regard him as a terrorist leader, but [*
**] The organization, no, is an adviser to the opposition party.
Perhaps, today is a major turning point that changes the history of Japan!
And I, An Yoshinobu, can go down in history and transform from a well-known criminal to a Japanese hero.
An Liangxin thought this way, sorted out his dress that he had prepared for many years, and then strode into the conference room.
With the future leader of Japan, he found that when he opened the door, there was no one inside, only a chair, a high-definition camera opposite the chair, and a projector behind the chair.
At that moment, An Liangxin trembled all over. Isn't this an interrogation room?
"This is..." An Liangxin turned around to look at Nishijima Hidekawa, only to find that Nishijima Hidekawa changed his previous respect and looked at him expressionlessly.
Nishijima Hidekawa pointed to the chair and said: "Senior, please take a seat, the meeting is about to begin!"
"Meeting? What meeting? What are you going to do?" An Liangxin knew something bad and turned to leave, but it was too late. Four military policemen from the current government swarmed in and dragged him directly to the chair.
Then he tied his hands and feet to the chair, and then stood on either side of him with his hands behind his back.
"Nishijima Hidekawa! You are illegally incarcerating! You are betraying!" Yasuobu struggled desperately and yelled, "I want to see Miyoshi Hiroshi! I want to see your commander-in-chief! You are betraying the revolution!"
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"No, we are trapping the terrorist leader who has been fleeing abroad for many years." Nishijima Hidekawa said and slowly closed the door. The moment the door closed, Anliangxin saw the expression on Nishijima Hidekawa's face.
A weird smile.
Xijima Hidekawa sat down outside the door, took out his phone, and after dialing, he said calmly: "The cleaning mission begins!"
On the other side of the city, in a train station controlled by the New Japan United Army, a group of militiamen were drinking and chatting with the men brought by An Liangxin, cheering for the upcoming success of the "New Japan Revolution." The militia leader answered the phone and heard
After Nishijima Hidekawa's words, he just smiled and nodded, then raised his glass to signal everyone to cheer.
"For the sun tomorrow morning in Japan!"
"Long live the new Japan!"
"Long live the New Revolution!"
Everyone chanted and clinked their wine glasses together. An Liangxin's subordinates who had been hiding overseas for many years couldn't help but shed tears, and did not pay any attention to the glances given by the militia leader to his subordinates.
This group of militiamen had all served in the Self-Defense Forces, and a few of them had served in the special forces for many years. After clarifying the leader's intentions, they all slowly reached out to the place where the weapons were placed - there were all
A pistol with a silencer.
An Liangxin's men were already drunk and unconscious. When they saw the black hole of the gun pointed at them, they did not realize what was going on.
Outside the train station, a militiaman standing guard turned his head and saw the muzzle flash reflected on the window. He yawned and lowered his head to light a cigarette. Before he could take two puffs, the militia leader holding a pistol had already walked out and took it from his hand.
He took the cigarette and smoked it, and at the same time motioned him to lead people in to clean up the scene, move the body, and take the body to the nearest crematorium to burn it clean.
The militiamen turned around and went in. The militia leader was smoking a cigarette and standing at the window looking inside. At the same time, he took out his phone and called Nishijima Hidekawa: "Everything has been solved. The bodies will be taken away and burned immediately. No trace will be left."
"Very good, I will ask the chief to take credit for you!" Nishijima Hidekawa answered the phone and stared at the floor of the underground corridor of the Prime Minister's residence, counting the stains and marks on it.
After hanging up the phone, Hidekawa Nishijima looked at the closed door of the conference room and said to himself: "Decades have passed and you are still so stupid. No wonder you failed so completely back then."
In the conference room, An Liangxin, who was tied to death, was still struggling and yelling loudly. He didn't stop until the projector was turned on and a gray picture appeared on the wall in front of him. Soon, the picture jumped and the focus changed from blurry to blurry. Clearly, An Liangxin saw that it was a bridge, a very familiar bridge, but he forgot where he had seen it.
Soon, Gong Liangboli, dressed in a smart suit, appeared in the screen, signaling the person carrying the camera to follow him, and then said to the screen: "Senior Anliang, this is the second bridge outside the Emperor's Palace, you don't know how to Have you forgotten? Decades ago, you once said that one day you would lead the revolutionaries on the Second Bridge and personally end Japan’s most absurd era. Unfortunately, you can’t do this. Today, Let me do it for you."
An Liangxin could not say a word at this time and could only sigh as the scene progressed. Gong Liangbo turned around and walked slowly in front. The military police in the guard box in front shouted at him to stop, but he did not stop. He stepped forward, and then the screen clearly captured the killers of Zahe Zhong emerging from all sides, neatly killing the military police in the guard box, opening the dark wooden palace door, and standing respectfully on both sides to let Gong Liangbo stand. Enter.
The palace door opened, and Gong Liangboli was still walking so slowly, as if he was enjoying something, and the people inside were already mingling, but the killers of Zahe Zhong clearly had the upper hand. These killers used both cold weapons and automatic weapons. They cooperated with each other in a tacit understanding and killed all the soldiers and police who rushed out to attack, leaving no one alive.
Gong Liangboli calmly walked towards the Changhe Hall, not dodging the incoming bullets at all. When he was almost hit several times, he was blocked by the Zahe killers who flew towards him with their guns. One fell down, and the other one fell down. People continue to meet it, not afraid of death at all.
These killers have long been prepared to sacrifice their lives for their commander-in-chief.
Gong Liangboli walked into the Changhe Hall, walked slowly in the corridor, went up the stairs to the second floor, and walked to the reception corridor on the second floor - where every year the royal family would stand behind bulletproof glass. Meet the people.
"Ah——" A guard rushed out from the adjacent room, and the moment he broke through the paper door, he raised his katana and struck it head-on at Miyaliang Hirachi.
Miyaliang Hirachi did not move, but tilted his head slightly, letting the blade of the katana hit the copper shoulder guard directly on his shoulder.
With a "bang" sound, the samurai sword in the guard's hand flew away, and the tiger's mouth cracked, but he still roared and rushed towards Gong Liangboli, but was hit in the throat by Gongliang Boli's palm, and fell directly to the ground. Miya Liangboli leaned over to pick up the katana and raised it high towards the guard lying on the ground.
At this time, several Zaga assassins escorted the captured Emperor's family out from the opposite side. Seeing this, Miya Lianghiro inserted the katana in his hand into the ground, raised his foot and kicked the guard. The guard's body was shot, and his throat was directly hit. After hitting the blade, his throat let out two "Gulu" sounds, and then he stared and died.
"Who are you!" The emperor stood there and stopped moving forward, using his body to protect his family behind him, and shouted sternly at Gong Liangboli.
Gong Liangboli did not answer, but just raised his head, and then a killer standing behind the royal family took out a gun and directly opened a hole in the back of the crown prince and dowager's heads.
Upon seeing this, the emperor and his wife immediately rushed forward, crying, shaking their son's body, and cursing the murderer.
Gong Liangbo watched coldly until the emperor stood up and rushed towards him, then he slapped him to the ground with the same posture as swatting a fly.
Miya Liangbo stepped on the emperor's face with his foot and said coldly: "It's natural that you don't recognize me anymore, because I gave up the so-called royal status long ago and became a commoner in your eyes. It's ridiculous. Years have passed and you are still regarded as a symbol. This is the deal between you and the Americans."
"Who the hell are you!" the Emperor roared, struggling desperately.
"Does it matter who I am? Anyway, you can't save the defeat." Miyaliang Hiroshi took out a stack of documents from his clothes and threw them in front of the emperor. "Sign this thing to declare to the world that from now on there will be no more Japan." Emperor, if you sign happily, I will let your whole family die with dignity."
At this time, a group of government officials were also escorted from downstairs by Zahezhong's killers - a few hours ago, Zahezhong had attacked the Prime Minister's official residence and killed all the people waiting for negotiation there. Kill them all and replace all the military and police inside with your own people.
Miyazaki Hiroshi signaled his men to escort the emperor's family and the escorts to the Matsukaze Room, and then divided them into two groups. He stood in the middle and motioned for the camera to be set up high to take pictures of the scene.
"You're a lunatic! You don't keep your word!" The Prime Minister pointed at Gong Liangboli. As soon as he stretched out his hand, his index finger was cut off by Gongliangboli with a flash of white light.
"You don't understand etiquette, this is punishment." Gong Liangbo said coldly, looking at the Prime Minister rolling on the ground holding his severed finger.
The officials on one side were pale, but no one dared to step forward to help. Only the emperor rushed over, tore off his own clothes and simply bandaged the prime minister.
Gong Liangboli looked at it coldly and asked: "Are you waiting for the Americans to send troops to rescue? Or are you waiting for the Self-Defense Forces to arrive in Kyoto from all over the country? Don't be naive, the Americans will not come, your Self-Defense Forces have One-third have also rebelled, and the remaining two-thirds are just outsiders."
"You will be punished!" the Emperor roared.
Gong Liangboli ignored him at all and just said: "You place your hopes on the Americans. This is the same as the leaders of some countries on the African continent not long ago before the integration of that land. Have the Americans gone? No, the Western powers They all turned a blind eye and allowed the African continent to fall, because they were also worried that their country would have the same fate as the African continent. Isn't this the same as when World War II began? Your hope is despair!"
The expressions on the faces of the people present were even uglier. In fact, most people had already guessed that, otherwise, the US warships in Tokyo Bay would have taken action long ago, and it would not have been possible to attack their embassy with cloud bombs and destroy everything. .(To be continued.)