I Teach Kendo in Tokyo Chapter 73: Everyone gathers firewood

Latest website: Kiryu and Ma didn't stay in the workshop. He was worried that the enemy would follow the maintenance tunnel to investigate, or find another maintenance worker to lead the way.

Although Kazuma feels that he has an advantage in such a narrow place, he now wants to connect more to see if there are other helpers.

Even if I can get some information, I don't know how many people there are across from Ma Lian.

After hiding in a safer place, Kazuma asked Nanjo: "When you were on the top, did you pay attention to where there are more hostages and are more likely to help us?"

"There are a lot of club booths in Area C, and the view is very poor. I saw someone poking their brains over there."

Nanjo did not disappoint Kazuma. In that state, she still used her height advantage to obtain information.

"Understood." Kazuma took down the blueprint from the wall of the workshop, "Area C... Just like when Uncle Sakai rescued me, go through the underground maintenance pipeline."

"I'll go with you."

"Of course you want to come with me, so I can take care of it if something goes wrong."

Nanjo smiled, as if very happy with the situation.

But Kazuma couldn't laugh.

"Nanjo, a lot of people died. After punishing the enemy, it's not too late to laugh."

Nantou snapped back his smile: "I see. I'm sorry, Master."

He Ma didn't expect Nanjo to use the title "Master", and he also showed respect for the teacher.

To be honest, it feels pretty good.

"Follow me." He dropped those words, turned and started walking.

**

Li Zhenghe was roaring at his subordinates at this time: "What's wrong with the disappearance?"

"Literally, when we went up to arrest people, two things suddenly fell from the top, we thought it was a grenade..."

"Think? So what is it actually?" Li Zhenghe asked with a frown.

The subordinate took out two quirky eggs and handed them to him.

"So you were freaked out by two chocolate eggs with toys?"

"Yes." The subordinate lowered his head and looked ashamed.

"Forget it, when I see something of this shape rolling down, I will also lie down on a conditioned reflex. Then, just as long as you lie down, people will disappear?"

"Yes, we climbed up and found there was no one on it. It was almost like it was dissolved in the air."

Li Zhenghe stretched out his hand and patted the lower part of his head: "Dissolved in the air? You can describe it well, have you watched too much hunting? Do you really like Ken Takakura?"

Takakura Ken's "Pursuit" has a famous line: Melt in the blue sky, this is what Li Zhenghe said here.

After finishing speaking, Li Zhenghe raised his head and looked at the small platform just above Nanjo Zang.

"It can't just disappear out of thin air, give me the blueprint."

Xing Jishang handed over the blueprint.

Li Zhenghe quickly found the part related to the pillar.

The blueprint shows that this is a solid load bearing column.

Li Zhenghe originally thought that there would be wire wells or maintenance pipes in the pillars. He looked closely at the blueprint and found that half of the other load-bearing columns did have wire wells, but this one just wasn't.

And those wire wells, do not consider internal maintenance, maintenance must be carried out externally.

Li Zhenghe turned his head to look at another pillar marked with a wire well on the blueprint. Sure enough, he saw a ladder outside the pillar for maintenance personnel to climb.

"Damn it." Li Zhenghe muttered, "Is there something wrong with the blueprint? Didn't you check the pillar for any mystery?"

"We tapped the outer wall of the column and it all sounded solid."

Actually, because the maintenance opening is in a very low position, you have to bend over to drill, and if an adult is slightly fat, it may get stuck.

And Li Zhenghe's people knocked at a position equivalent to the height of a person's waist.

In this kind of combat operation, Li Zhenghe's people are also under a lot of pressure, and it is normal to make mistakes.

This is how the actual combat is. Whoever makes less mistakes is the winner.

Li Zhenghe couldn't think of it for a while. He frowned and looked up at the platform, as if just staring at it, he could see some doorways.

"Disappeared..." Li Zhenghe murmured in a low voice, "It disappeared, there must be some way!"

"Could it be... optical camouflage?" Xing Jishang asked.

"Don't be silly, how can this kind of thing that only exists in concept suddenly become practical?"

Li Zhenghe shut up.

It's true that optical camouflage, although both sides of the Iron Curtain are doing it, I haven't heard of anyone doing it.

Li Zhenghe stared at the aerial platform where the other party disappeared: "There must be some kind of doorway, and it's the kind of very simple and straightforward doorway, but we ignored the past because of some negligence. It's like those so-called magic shows, the more It looks amazing, and it becomes simpler after debunking the principle."

Li Zhenghe knows that there was once a magician in the United States who was famous for performing extreme escapes. In the end, everyone found out that he was actually a twin, but he always pretended to be the same person, and the two took turns to play this person, and it was the brother's turn to play the role. When he was young, he hid in the small dark room in his attic without showing his face.

For the magic show, the brothers put in great effort and sacrifice, and even fell in love with the same girl, just to pursue that momentary effect.

In this way, the brothers defeated those fancy institutions in the most LOW and simple way and became the number one magician in the United States.

And the disappearance technique performed by Kiryu and Ma must be similar. There must be some blind spot that I didn't see.

Li Zhenghe is so convinced.

He vowed to find this blind spot and see through Kiryu and Ma's tricks.

But at this time, a report from an observation post placed on a nearby high-rise building came from the communication machine.

"The reporters are here, a lot. It looks like the reporting control is about to expire."

"No, there is still a long time to report control. Japanese journalists are exploiting the loophole. As long as they don't interview the police and report the incident directly, they can get around the control by filming under the guise of reporting an unknown disturbance."

Li Zhenghe responded, and then asked:

“How many live cars did you see?”

"Two, no, the third one just arrived."

"Good, we can start the next phase. Control room, have you got the controls for the big screen outside?"

"Already done."

"Very good, let's start playing the video I gave you. Remember to play tape number 1 first, then tape 2."

The tape No. 2 is the video tape for Li Zhenghe above, and the tape No. 1 is a short video that Li Zhenghe himself tinkered with, which is his art work.

He is determined to show the world, at least all of Japan, his art.

**

Near Ma Xingxiong's side, the mobile team finally arrived.

"To be honest," Takashi Kanamaru, chief of the Second Section of the Special Mobility Team, looked helpless, "If you don't equip us with helicopters, you'll have to go to those guys who make trouble, and only come out at night to make trouble."

In this era, Japan's traffic problems are the most serious in the world. This is actually a sequela of rapid development. Japan's life-threatening construction of rail transit has solved part of the problem - but it still needs to be blocked. This thing is not a common problem in the world. be saved.

Kinma Yukio had no intention of joking with Kanemaru Takahiro, and asked directly, "Are you sure you can handle it?"

"No, I just arrived. I don't even know how many enemies there are, how they are distributed, how they are armed, and what the hostage situation is. You ask me if I'm sure?"

"Yes, let me tell you about the situation..."

"Hey, there's something playing on the big screen." Kanemaru Takashi interrupted Kinma.

Kinma Yoshio looked at the screen suspiciously.

He thought it was a criminal statement or something, after all the reporters had arrived and now was a good time to play the statement.

But he was wrong.

Daisuke Komori, who just arrived from the bomb demon search site on the other side, whispered, "It looks like... a literary short film?"

"Uh...it seems so." Kanimaru Takashi agreed, "But I don't know much about literature and art, so I'm not very sure."

Daisuke Komoriyama turned his head and said to Hideyo Yamasa, the confidential secretary of Yoshio Kinma: "You are from the Department of Literature, right? Comment?"

"No, I specialize in official document writing and general draft writing." Shan Zuo Xiuyang shook his head, "I originally wanted to go to the broadcast class, but I was stopped by the police near Ma."

After ten years of working in the broadcast class, you can start working as the executive editor of the big newspaper directly after you leave, which is a shortcut.

Kinma Xingxiong said: "Analyze the intelligence department, this may be a code for his accomplices."

"Yes, I will let the Intelligence Section start immediately." Yamasa Xiuyang turned and left.

Kinma Yukio glanced at the gongans who had been watching.

It seems that these spy agents didn't want to understand what the enemy's hand was, so they still watched from a distance and discussed something in a low voice.

Kanemaru Takashi noticed Yukino's gaze and asked in a low voice, "Gonggan heard that a new mobile unit to deal with terrorism has been established. Will they not move this time?"

"I don't know, I heard that a force like GSG9 is based on Tokyo's mobile team." Yoshio Kinma casually shared the rumors he heard - it's just rumors anyway, "Don't worry about these mysterious images Now, let's get down to business. What we know now is..."

"Hey, the image has changed." Kanemaru Takashi interrupted Yoshio Kinma again.

Kinma Yukio frowned and turned to look at the screen reluctantly.

This time, it's something that Yukio Kinma can understand.

The screen shows images of U.S. troops carrying out massacres in Vietnam, followed by a Japanese narration: "The atrocities committed by the U.S. in Vietnam are innumerable."

Accompanied by the narration, the screen began to show the miserable condition of the virgin forest in Vietnam after the US military used "Agent Orange" in Vietnam.

"With the efforts of peace-loving people all over the world, the US military finally left Vietnam in vain, but the atrocities did not end. In Afghanistan, the CIA is still helping those old-fashioned warlords and helping them brutally oppress civilians... "

The virgin forests of Vietnam, with the narration switching to the plateau landforms of Afghanistan, the overly obvious contrast makes the whole switch seem unusually abrupt.

Kinma Xingxiong was speechless: "It's really a good thing the people on that side have done."

Daisuke Komoriyama asked inexplicably: "Since they are for propaganda, why do they kill people? So brutal killing of civilians, and now playing this kind of film, will it arouse a wave of anti-Soviet union?"

"No, maybe their purpose is just to publicize the so-called atrocities." Yukio Kinma shook his head, "Leave them alone. Cut off the power to the screen from the outside."

"That one can't be cut off from the outside." Daisuke Komoriyama looked helpless, "unless we smash the screen. Otherwise, the screen embedded in the wall can only be controlled from the inside. The enemy is probably looking at it. This."

Kinma Xingxiong gritted his teeth, and then pointed to the reporting car parked outside the blockade: "Let the reporters not take pictures!"

Daisuke Komoriyama nodded, turned and called a few guys to run towards the reporters.

**

Sakuma shook his head: "Even if I call it a stop now, the guests will definitely be talking about these clips on tonight's political talk show and current commentary show."

"Hmph, whoever doesn't talk about this tonight will lose the ratings. At this time, the advantage of physique is reflected." Araki said.

"No, I'll discuss it too, such a big thing." Sakuma shook his head, "They're not completely ignoring the ratings, at least they need face."

Aramaki sighed: "This kind of discussion is exactly what the enemy is looking for. The brutality of the bandits and the contrast of the film being played will become an excellent play point for the guests. The spread has gone up."

"Yeah, their purpose is just to spread the information in the short film widely. Anyway, we invest so much money every year to smear the Soviet Union, the image of the Soviet Union has long since disappeared."

Aramaki nodded: "That's the case. However, there is actually a misunderstanding caused by cultural differences.

"Soviet people were very happy after watching American films made to smear them, such as the latest Red Dawn. It is said that some parts of the film are not so Soviet enough, like Poles."

Sakuma was speechless: "Really?"

“The CIA specially invited several Soviet trade representatives who were stationed in the United States to watch the movie in advance, including those in charge of selling oil. They found it very enjoyable after watching it. One representative also said: You still don’t know much about us. Strength, that airborne shot, there is no airborne chariot dropped by the air, which is too unreasonable."

Sakuma was speechless: "A man and a car are airdropped together? Is the hair child dying?"

Aramaki shrugged: "They are crazy people who use stainless steel to build a Mach 3 supersonic aircraft. The Americans want to do the same thing, but there is no result yet. Just researching heat-resistant materials has spent a lot of money. Dollar bills."

Sakuma can only agree: "Yes, their way of thinking, we really have difficulty understanding. What are you doing?"

"Look at our police colleagues, if there is any way to save the hostages."

Aramaki said as he walked towards Kinuma Yukio and the others.

**

Near Ma Jian rushed into the house like a wind, and went straight to the dojo in his yard - his house does not have a dojo, and this dojo in the yard is for his family to practice.

After rushing into the dojo, Jinma Jianyi picked up his father's love knife Hutou placed in front of Mo Yingtu.

Komori Shanling, who followed him into the dojo, exclaimed, "You take your dad's beloved knife?"

"Don't worry, this is just a replacement after Murasame gave it to me, my dad doesn't like it that much, he just doesn't have any other famous swords."

There are many Japanese knives called Toru, because Toru, the knife maker, has made a lot of works. In order to make good knives, the knifemakers of other families have been carefully selected from the step of beneficiation and iron making, so it took a long time to produce one. work.

Hu Che is not like this. Hu Che directly melted the scrap copper and iron he picked up on the battlefield and used it for knives.

The knives produced are also mixed, but the last time they are a little bit better than the general street goods, not as good as those famous knives.

The real famous Toru Toru is Kondo Isamu's favorite sword, but that one was lost in the Great Kanto Earthquake in the 1920s.

Because of this, as soon as Ma Jian took his father's tiger, he had no psychological burden at all, and it wasn't the one that would end if he lost it.

I really cut it in the middle of a pair of cuts, just find someone to get it.

This time the slashing is to save the general public, and my father will definitely not blame it.

As soon as Ma Jian carried his father's knife, Deng Deng Deng ran out of the dojo again, went straight to his bedroom, and took out Murasame who was in the bedroom.

Komori Yamaling sighed: "You really plan to use two Japanese knives to cut down those gangsters armed with automatic weapons?"

Kim Ma Jianyi asked, "Can't you?"

"That's an automatic weapon!"

"Just don't confront the enemy in the open." Kenichi Kinma said nonchalantly, "As long as you enter the melee distance, the spear will not be able to turn the muzzle. We are the advantage."

Komori Shanling looked at Kenichi Jinma with a foolish look, but finally sighed: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."

"It's you, don't you really take anything?" Kinichi Kinichi worried about Komori Shanling in turn, "Those are wicked gangsters, is it okay for you to be so bare-handed?"

Xiao Mori Shanling said angrily: "Then I will fight with you, can you try it and see if there is any problem?"

While she said this, she pulled Jinma Kenichi's collar to keep him away from her.

Kinma Kenichi: "No problem, I still know you. Let's go, let's go and kill those bastards."

Shan Ling Komori: "Yes, but how are you going to get in? The convention center has all the fire doors down, and the enemy will definitely stare at every entrance."

Kinma Jian was stunned for a moment. He really didn't think about this question: "This... Since that uncle named Sakai can come out, he must be able to find a place to go in, right?"

Rei Komori pressed her cheek with her hand.

**

Kiryu and Ma pushed off the floor and probed outside.

As a result, he found several college students looking at him outside.

"Ah, it's you!" one of the college students exclaimed in a low voice, "You are the one who 'I am the enemy you can't kill'!"

The English in the middle of his imitation and Ma's statement is really bad, bad enough to have a comedic effect, as expected of Kansai people.

"Yes, I am that person." He Ma got out and looked at the college students in the "barricade" formed by the tables of the booth.

"Everyone, please lend me your strength!"

"OK."

"I promise... uh, this is borrowed? Don't think about it?" He Ma Ben wanted to give an impassioned speech, but he didn't react for a while.

The college students exchanged glances, and then one of them said on behalf of everyone: "We are also men. It's impossible to be indifferent when we see girls being killed in front of us for no purpose?"

The other person immediately agreed: "Yes. 'In order to protect the pure girls who will eventually ignite the eternal fire', although we do not have the courage and strength to face the enemy alone, but the courage to fight in groups Still there."

He Ma just wanted to say, brother, you have been taught me to read English. Your English pronunciation always makes me want to laugh. What if I can't help but burst into laughter?

But he didn't say that, after all, it's not a situation to joke about. The enemy is extremely vicious, and it has been a long time since Hema could not be found. Maybe he was forced to do so again, and he started to slaughter the hostages again to force Hema to appear.

"I hope to temporarily cut off the lighting in the venue, do you have a way to do that?"

"Yes!"

He Ma looked at the college student who responded: "How to do it?"

"The main gate may be guarded so I can't go, but I was helping out at the company's booth when the booth was set up, so I have seen how they connect the circuit. I can short the line and cause a trip. It should take a few minutes of total darkness."

"Very good." Kazuma nodded, "I'll leave it to you then... Wait, where are you going to cause a short circuit? Do you need to move a long distance? Do you need me to create a gap for you?"

"No, no, just right here. The lighting in this pavilion is all connected to the same line, and it jumps all at once. We have wires under our ass. Crawling up the ditch of the conduit? We can do that with the wires in that ditch."

He Ma gave a thumbs up: "Very good. Be safe and don't electrocute yourself."

"Don't worry." The college students responded nonchalantly, and some patted their chests hard.

He Ma asked again, "Is there anyone else who might help us?"

"Yes, the people from the University of the Arts next door seem to be making 'Molotov cocktails'."

And Ma was surprised. Art University students made Molotov cocktails?

Also, when it comes to the students at the University of the Arts... and Ma thinks they might know them.

After all, he had a good time chatting with a group of art university students at noon.

He Ma turned to Nanjo, who was still waiting on the ground, and said, "I will go to the stall next to me to check the situation. It may be Anno Akira and the others."

Nanjo nodded: "Okay, I'll be waiting for you here."

Nanjo didn't crawl out of the ground together because Kazuma was worried about being spotted by the enemy and running away.

Drilling these holes with Ma is very dexterous, after all, there are BUFF blessings.

Nanjo is not necessarily so.

Nanjo is actually quite agile, but not as agile as Kazuma.

You can't use the standard of Hema to ask others, right?

In order not to be held back by Nanjo when they retreat later, Kazuma decided to let Nanjo not come up, and take Woods to be on guard below - after all, the enemy may still find the secret of the underground pipeline and touch it.

He covered the floor with the horse and said to the college students: "She has a submachine gun and is a little nervous. Don't open the cover casually. If she slips, you will explain it."

Several big **** nodded their heads as if they were pecking at rice.

With the horse and cat on the waist, they got out from under a table, through the narrow aisle, and got into the opposite table to lower.

After he left, several college students breathed a sigh of relief, and then someone asked the classmate who had just vowed to short-circuit the lighting line: "Hey, what you said can really be done?"

"Yes. In science, as long as the arguments and inferences are correct, the correct results will be obtained. So I tell you clearly, it is possible."

**

When Kiryu and Ma got into Anno's "barricade", they saw them pouring vodka into glass bottles of Coca-Cola.

There were also several Coke bottles on the table, all plugged with tarpaulins and corks.

The liquid in the bottle is clearly vodka.

He Ma: "Have you ever thought that just a little vodka can't burn a big fire?"

Akito Anno looked at the "Molotov cocktails" that had been made, and shrugged: "We don't want to burn too much, it's good that the enemy can't aim and shoot."

Stunned with the horse, although it is only a small amount of vodka, but as long as it is still accurate, it can really stop people from shooting.

Forget about burning people or anything.

Kawama felt that so little vodka was burning on his body that it could be completely extinguished with just a few laps on the ground.

In "The Wandering Earth", a small bottle of vodka kills Moss, that's because Moss is an artificial intelligence and he can't roll on the ground.

He Ma decided not to care about how useful the Molotov cocktail could be, he was here to contact friendly forces.

"Okay, your good Molotov cocktails," He Ma said, "we'll have a power outage for just a few minutes later, and that's your best chance to act. Don't force it, hide in the mess after you've created it. Crowd, leave the rest to me."

Akito Anno looked at Kazuma in surprise: "Are you really going to fight all the bandits alone?"

He Ma shook his head: "How can I say that, I have the lovely beautiful girl Nanjo Honami by my side, and you guys who support me. I'm not fighting alone.

"However, you have no military training, and you don't have any decent weapons. If you meet them, you're just giving people away, and they may hold me back. In short, after you've done what I want you to do, just leave the stage obediently. ."

Akito Anno looks very unwilling.

But he nodded: "Okay, I see."

He Ma nodded in response, and then threw the question he had just asked the college students next door: "Do you know anyone else who might be our supporter?"

Akito Anno looked at Yuichi Sadamoto's face and shook his head: "I don't know for now, but I think that as long as Kiryu-san goes to mobilize, everyone will be happy to help. We all admire your heroism. At least I was deeply moved."

He Ma nodded: "Okay, then I will go around the 'barricades' one by one to see how many people can be mobilized."

"Barricade?" Anno Akito was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was talking about a long table around the surrounding. The space enclosed by this long table is not very similar to that when the French defended Paris. The barricade.

He couldn't help laughing, but stopped immediately for fear of attracting the robbers.

"I'm leaving." He Ma said and walked through the "barricade", penetrating the "defense line" formed by the booth from the opposite place from when he had just entered.

**

Near Ma Jianyi quietly touched the blockade and came to the huge exhibition center.

"What's next? You can see through the glass that the fire shutter is down."

Faced with Komori Shanling's questioning, Jinma Jianyi laughed out loud: "Ling, don't bury me for now. Come and see this."

Komori Yamaling looked at Kenichi Kinichi's hand suspiciously.

Not far away, there is a staircase going down. From the angle of Kenichi Ma ~IndoMTL.com~, you can clearly see that the house number posted on the wall next to the staircase reads "Entrance and Exit for Social Commuters of the General Affairs Department".

Komoriyama Ling burst out laughing.

"That's it? That's how I found the door to go in? Can't it? No, no, the fire gate must have been put down at this entrance, and it was a waste of effort."

However, Kenichi Kinma had already stepped forward, walked along the short stairs to the basement level, and twisted the doorknob.

The door slammed open.

"It doesn't look like the situation you are worried about... Wait a minute, this door is a fire door! Just twist the fire door and open it?"

Komori Shanling also stepped forward to observe the directly opened door with Kinichi Kinma.

"This...I don't know what to say." Komori Yamaling finally commented on this development.

Kin Ma Jian waved his hand: "Don't worry, we'll just send the knife."