I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kenichi Konma and Rei Komori easily entered the convention and exhibition center through the completely unlocked fire door. Before they had even taken a few steps, they heard voices coming towards them.

Without saying a word, Konma Kenichi drew out his saber Murasame, held his breath and prepared to slash at the opponent as soon as they rounded the corner.

Komori Shanling grabbed him and said, "No, I'll do it. If you cut it out, you'll kill it..."

"Are you stupid? The enemy is a vicious gangster, and it is the perfect person to use it as a sacrificial knife!" Before he finished speaking, Kenichi Chima realized that the life they had just heard about suddenly disappeared.

Bad, he thought to himself, the other party heard Komori Shanrei's voice.

He has never regretted having a girlfriend like he did today, it was such a hindrance.

After this incident is over, if there is another opportunity to do something big like this in the future, I will definitely not take her with me.

Fortunately, this place is relatively narrow and guns cannot be used. This is the distance where the sword can work.

No, this narrow space is actually not suitable for a long sword. If I insist on it, it is more suitable for Ling's performance——

Kenichi Chima made a quick decision and was about to let Ling "make up for the mistake", but he didn't know that someone had already hung upside down from the ceiling and extended an evil hand to him and Ling.

"Bah! Komoriyama is dead." Kiryu Kazuma made a pistol shape with his left hand and pointed at Komoriyama Rei, "Only the head and legs are left! This is all your fault."

Ken Ma turned his head sharply and almost drew his sword before "turning his head and drawing it out".

"Damn it, you were almost hacked to death by me, do you know that?" Kenichi Konma cursed.

"I don't think you have this ability. Why don't you raise your head? The enemy doesn't raise his head, and you don't raise your head either. None of them are alert to the top. Sure enough, souls bound by gravity can't do it."

As he spoke, he rolled over and landed on the ground, and then shouted to the direction he came from: "Okay, it's okay, come out, you're on your own."

After he finished speaking, two college students came into Kenichi Konma's sight.

"Who are these two?" Kenichi Chima asked Kazuma.

"helper."

"You actually found helpers?" Kenichi Konma looked surprised, "I thought you were definitely planning how to kill all the enemies by yourself."

"That's what I originally thought." Kazuma shrugged, "Then I discovered that a person's power is limited. In the evening, with the cooperation of Nanjo Honami, I defeated seven or eight enemies, including the enemy's Boss, but...it's useless. I picked out four of the tetsuji, causing them to lose their combat effectiveness. The remaining few didn't even have time to pick out the tetsuji for me.

"If the enemy concentrates their efforts to deal with me, it will be too difficult for only one person."

Kenichi Chima frowned: "So? You involved a defenseless person?"

"What you said is wrong. I am going to the masses, mobilizing the masses, and awakening the sleeping power of justice in people's hearts."

"Really? How many people did you mobilize?"

Kazuma smiled and did not answer, but pointed at the passage behind Kenichi Konma: "Since you can come in, it means that this passage can lead to the outside, right? Come on, let's take a look."

He didn't wait for Kenichi Konma's answer and walked directly in the direction where Kenichi Konma and the others came in.

Kenichi Konma and Yamarei Komori looked at each other and hurried to follow.

After a while, the group of people walked out of the door where Ma Kenichi had just entered.

Kazuma was shocked: "What the hell? Is this just a safe exit? Those gangsters didn't send anyone to guard it?"

"Look carefully, this door is a fire door. They may think that it is locked like other fire doors." Kenichi Chima said, "Anyway, this matter is quite speechless. Neither the gangsters nor the police know that there is such a thing here." The door is open."

Kazuma stuck his head out to observe the environment outside, and then exclaimed: "I originally thought about guiding the police in, but in this open area outside, you two have a small target. If you can use cover, come over. The SWAT team is here. , the gangsters on guard on the rooftop will definitely find out."

Kenma Ken nodded: "That's right. The enemy may have been negligent because of the open terrain here."

"However, this exit is exactly what we need. Just throw some smoke bombs and we can cover the hostages running across the square."

"Hmm, right... hmm? Smoke bombs? Where did you get the smoke bombs? Did you tell my dad?"

Kazuma snapped his fingers.

So one of the two college students he brought pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and began to explain: "This classmate, you should know that this is the SF exhibition, right?"

"I know, this and smoke bombs..."

"SF is the abbreviation of science and fantasy, you know, right? So this exhibition contains a lot of science popularization content. A quarter of the exhibition area of ​​the convention and exhibition center has been allocated to the Osaka University Science Popularization Federation Yes, it will be a technology experience area.”

"So?" Kenichi Konma still looked confused.

"The chemistry department of the experience area has stored enough chemical reagents to be used during the entire SF conference, and today is only the first day of the SF conference, which means that there are still a large number of unused reagents in the experience area we manage." As he said this The man with glasses showed a proud expression.

Kenichi Chima frowned: "Although you look proud, as if you said something extraordinary, I still don't understand it."

The man with glasses turned to look at Kazuma: "Is this really your friend?"

"He's only a sophomore in high school and hasn't started preparing for the exam at all. Please be considerate." He Ma said, "Don't go into too much foreplay, just get to the point."

The bespectacled man listened to Kazuma’s words and jumped to the point without saying a word: “We used the remaining reagents from the chemistry department in the experience area to create various things including smoke bombs, flash bombs and incendiary bombs.

"Hmph, those idiots from the University of Arts actually wanted to use incendiary bombs made from a bottle of vodka to fight against the enemy who was armed with live ammunition. Fortunately, Kiryu-san found us, otherwise they would have fired an egg against a stone."

Kenichi Chima frowned: "Is it so powerful? Since it is used for public exhibitions, shouldn't those reagents be safe?"

"It's really safe when stored separately." The man with glasses smiled happily, "It's not necessarily safe when they are stored together."

Kazuma patted Kenichi Chika on the shoulder: "They are professionals in making explosions. Let's get down to business. We didn't know that the door here was open. We originally planned to use thermite to boil the door. You saved us trouble. .”

"What are you going to use to open the door?" Kenichi Chima looked in disbelief.

"Thermite is the thing inside the thermite incendiary bomb. You close your mouth, it's nothing to fuss about. It's easy to find the materials if you know the principle. Thermite can be saved and used for other things. "

After talking to Ma, the man with glasses said: "I think it can be used to rescue the hostages imprisoned in the employee locker room. The lock of the locker room can be opened instantly with thermite."

Konma Ken was in a state of astonishment: "What do you mean, you have figured out the distribution of the hostages?"

"Ah, yes." Kazuma nodded, "Thanks to the great cooperation of several young people working in the comprehensive shopping mall of the Convention and Exhibition Center."

"What the hell?" Kenichi Konma felt that he had used up all his surprises tonight.

"A comprehensive shopping mall. Those young girls went to tell the gangsters that everyone was hungry and thirsty, and they hoped to share the water and food in the mall with everyone. The terrorists... I mean, the enemies, it looked like they were a few women Child, you are careless.

"A few girls distributed water and food in a circle, and they found out where the hostages were gathered."

He Ma paused and sighed: "These girls are so brave. It is obvious that the enemy just killed a girl of their own age just to catch me."

Kenichi Konma looked at Kazuma: "You...in just a few hours, you did all these things?"

"Yes. It's not as difficult as you think. Everyone sees the evil deeds of the enemy, and my heart is like dry wood. I just sprinkled a little spark and it immediately burned up."

Kazuma said and patted Konma Kenichi on the shoulder: "Let's go, don't stay outside for too long. This is the enemy's blind spot, but it might be seen by the police snipers. The police's blind Kiel operation will let the enemy It’s not good to be alert.”

"Damn it, this is wrong. Others who have become hostages are expecting the police to take action. It's better for you not to want the police to take action." Kenichi Chima shook his head and laughed.

At this time, Komori Yamarei, who had been ignored by the boys, suddenly intervened in the conversation: "I think we should use this exit to send the hostages away bit by bit like ants moving."

Kazuma shook his head: "No, that's too slow, and it's too easy to be caught. Once discovered, it's a trivial matter for the exit to be blocked. It would be worse if the enemy becomes angry and kills indiscriminately. I have fought against them, this group of people, not Good stuff, kills people without blinking an eye.”

"Girl, don't talk." Kenichi Chima took a rare moment of toughness and glared at Komori Yamarei fiercely.

"What's wrong with the girls? Kiryu-kun just praised the girls' achievements!" Komori Shanrei was very dissatisfied.

Kiryu Kazuma shushed: "Don't be like this. Although the enemy has made such a big mistake, they are not sleeping. If you shout so loudly, bad things will happen."

Komori Shanrei blushed, lowered her head and admitted her mistake to Kazuma: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't yell anymore."

Kazuma nodded: "Well, good. Let's go back to the combat headquarters first. We can put your karate skills to use and assign you an important position. By the way, between you two, does anyone know how to use an Uzi submachine gun?"

Kenichi Chima and Rei Komori shook their heads together.

"Aren't you the son and daughter of a high-ranking police official? You don't know how to use Woods?"

"No, you said I will definitely use the Southern style. I will even use the Self-Defense Forces' 64-year-old assault rifle, Uzi submachine gun... It would be weird if I knew how to use it, right?"

Kenichi Chima argued hard.

"Yeah, that's right." Kiryu Kazuma shook his head, "The Uzi submachine gun I captured in the evening is the only firearm in our hands now. I wanted to make good use of it, but I couldn't find anyone who could use it skillfully. Hearsay about false tactics, well, forget it, don’t count on firearms. Just use the right location and people to fight against the enemy’s modern weapons.”

**

Konma Yukio and Kanemaru Takashi finally finalized the last detail of the action plan, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Kanemaru Takashi handed him a cigarette, took out a match and lit it for him.

"What's left is to see when the Prime Minister makes up his mind to attack." Takashi Kanemaru said as he took one and lit it himself. "The U.S. Delta Force was defeated in Iran just a few months ago. Now, It’s hard for the Prime Minister to make up his mind to carry out an armed rescue.”

In Japan, it is a tradition for bureaucrats to pass the blame. When it comes to a major incident involving thousands of hostages, no one dares to take responsibility, so they just pass the blame layer by layer, and finally it becomes a situation where the prime minister makes the final decision.

If this had been before the war, the Prime Minister probably would not have wanted to take this responsibility and would have put the blame on the Emperor's face without hesitation.

Yukio Chikama was speechless: "No matter how reluctant you are, armed rescue will always help.

"The higher-ups have been trying to negotiate, but this group of people, apart from showing those two videos in rotation, didn't make any demands at all, so there was no way to negotiate."

After Konma Yukio finished speaking, Kanemaru Takashi also smiled bitterly: "The guys who took hostages in the past either asked for money or demanded the release of a political prisoner. It's easy to deal with them if you know their purpose. This group of people is difficult to resist. Speaking of which, Isn’t there another bomb threat case? What should we do over there? Isn’t it almost time to pay?”

Yukio Chika's face darkened: "Over there, the prisoner just called, directly to the front desk of the police headquarters, and said, 'I understand that you are very busy tonight, and I will give you six more hours to raise funds.'"

Kanemaru Takashi cursed: "Damn it, isn't this just provocation?"

"It's just a provocation. It's ironic that we launched so many police investigations after killing two people, but we still haven't caught their fox tail. This time... if there is no good result, the morale of the Osaka Prefectural Police will be ruined. questionable."

Yukio Chima suddenly stopped when he said this.

In fact, the problem is not just the morale of the Osaka Prefectural Police. I am afraid that the Osaka people's trust in the police will also be destroyed. Also, the "police majesty" established in the Kansai Yakuza by the Yanagawa Group more than ten years ago will be destroyed.

In comparison, Konma Yukio's career was over, but it was nothing worth mentioning.

Yukio Chima laughed at himself: "I'm ready to retire and open a kendo gym."

"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe we can cut the knot quickly and solve the problem here, and then kill someone to come back and solve the bomb threat issue." Kanamaru Takashi consoled him.

"That's what I want to do, but I don't know how long it will take for the Tokyo side to wait before they decide to attack. Someone has to tell those gentlemen that no matter how much tea they sit in the conference room, the gangsters will not find out."

"Maybe the master is waiting for the hostages to save themselves?" Kanemaru Takashi said in a joking tone.

**

Li Zhenghe has been sitting on the top of the load-bearing pillar where Kiryu Kazuma's sister disappeared for more than an hour.

Anyway, everything is going according to plan, Xing Jishang will arrange everything, and he has nothing to do, so he has been sitting here thinking, trying to solve the mystery of Nanjo Honami's disappearance.

Suddenly, Li Zhenghe stood up and knocked solemnly on the outer wall of the load-bearing column below his knees.

When you knock it for the first time, the sound is normal, and you can't tell whether there is anything underneath.

But Li Zhenghe did not give up. He walked slowly around the load-bearing pillar and kept tapping the outer wall of the pillar with his hands.

Finally, he heard something was wrong with the sound.

"Axi!" Li Zhenghe cursed, "Although I knew from the beginning, the answer must be very simple, so simple that I would curse myself for being stupid for not being able to figure it out for so long, but this is too stupid. ? Come on! Get the explosives and get this out of the way for me!"

**

Kenma Kenichi entered the "Operation Headquarters" one by one, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

"Wait a minute, senior, senior!" He grabbed Kiryu Kazuma who was walking in front, "Are you also trying to rescue the hostages from the gangsters, or are you trying to establish the Osaka Commune? Where is your tricolor flag? Is that going to happen later? Do you want someone to freely guide the people of Osaka?"

Kazuma was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses: "Ah, that map of Osaka on the wall was not posted by us. He was originally here."

“Why does a largely abandoned backup substation have a map of Osaka on the wall?”

"There is a saying," the bespectacled man who had just explained to Kenichi Konma how the smoke bomb came about, "that the people who designed this convention and exhibition center were actually sympathizers of the student movement. They wanted to build a secret headquarters for the students. place. As a result, the student movement was over before the construction of the venue started.”

Kenichi Chima exclaimed: "Look, you are really planning to build the Osaka Commune, right?"

"No, now is not the time for joking. We really have no intention of doing this. Come here." Kazuma pulled Kenichi Konma to the largest table and pointed at the blueprint he brought from the maintenance worker's workshop in the evening. "This is We now know the distribution of the enemies. A large number of hostages are scattered and imprisoned in the exhibition hall. There are eight enemies scattered in several key locations in the exhibition hall, in groups of two.

"At the same time, because I used 'air superiority' to make the opponent suffer before, now they have also deployed surveillance posts in the 'air'."

As Kazuma spoke, he took out a few photos and threw them in front of Kenichi Konma.

"Do you still have Polaroids?" Kenichi Konma said in a surprised tone, but there was no longer an expression of surprise on his face.

He Ma Yan explained succinctly and concisely: "What's wrong with the University's News Department having Polaroids?"

After that, he threw a stack of Polaroid photos in front of Kenichi Konma: "There are 25 enemies in total. I killed four of them, reducing their number to 21. The 'Scuds' from the Information Department have taken photos of each of them." , all here."

Kenichi Chima quickly looked down at the photo.

Komori Shanrei asked curiously: "Scud refers to the members of the Information Department? Why is it called Scud?"

"Because the paparazzi run faster than anyone else when chasing gossip." Kazuma answered.

Komori Shanrei laughed.

Suddenly, everyone heard a thunder.

At this time, the four college students in the "headquarters", plus Kazuma and his party, all looked up at the ceiling.

Kenichi Chima asked Kazuma: "What's going on?"

Kazuma shook his head: "I don't know. It feels like a grenade exploded?"

At this time, Kazuma hated the crappy way of transmitting information in this era.

If this were the time in his previous life, when the thunder just sounded above his head, he would lower his head and open WeChat to search for people nearby, and there would be someone broadcasting it live.

Now, I have no choice but to wait for someone to come down and report.

Kazuma didn't wait long before Nanjo rushed into the small room of the headquarters panting.

Nanjo's physical fitness is so good that he can run until he is out of breath, which shows that he is really fast.

"Li Zhenghe, blew up the wire well you used when you rescued me."

"Sure enough, it's impossible to hide it from him forever." Kazuma was speechless. "This is just right. Notify everyone and prepare for action."

"Wait a minute!" Kenichi Konma shouted, "Why not take the opportunity to lure Li Zhenghe into a narrow space and annihilate him before his weapon advantage can be used?"

Kazuma shook his head: "Because Li Zhenghe will not come down in person. Under this situation, at most he will send one person down to investigate. If he finds that we are prepared, he will never send anyone down again."

"Are you sure?" Kenichi Chima looked suspicious.

"I'm sure, he and I have a duel. In the fight between martial arts masters and martial arts masters, some things will become clear at once. Li Zhenghe will never take the initiative to give up his advantageous conditions, he will not. Let's just follow the original Plan your move. Komoriyama, your place is here."

Kazuma pointed to a point on the blueprint: "The hostages will gather together not far behind you, and then leave the convention and exhibition center along the way you came in. You must hold this position and not let the enemy pass."

Komori Shanling came over and looked at the blueprint carefully: "Okay, I know where it is. I will guard it."

"Nanjo will also be guarding here. You two are the second most reliable in terms of force on our side. The only Uzi submachine gun will also be deployed here."

"Here? Okay, I understand." Komori Shanrei nodded, and then asked, "What about you and Kenichi?"

"We? Of course we are going to make a scene and attract the enemy's attention." Kazuma said and took the knife from Kenichi Konma's hand.

"Wait a minute, you got the wrong one. That's my Murasame." Taken Kenma snatched his beloved sword back and gave Kazuma his father's Kotetsu, "You use this."

Kazuma pulled out Kotetsu and weighed it.

"It's a little heavy."

"Don't be picky, just be content."

Kazuma returned the knife to its sheath, stood up with the knife, turned to the man with glasses who had been following him and said: "Check your watch, send the signal in five minutes and start taking action."

The boy nodded and raised his right wrist with the watch.

Kazuma: "It's nine-thirty now."

The boy with glasses immediately adjusted the time on his watch to nine thirty minutes and zero seconds, and then pressed his hand on the knob of the watch.

"Four, three, two, one, okay."

The man with glasses pressed the knob to start his watch.

"Then let's go first." Kazuma said, turning around and patting Kenichi Chima on the shoulder, "Let's go, I wanted to treat you to a cup of coffee at our headquarters, but the enemy didn't give me time."

**

Cui Haoshi was almost forced into the wire well by Li Zhenghe.

He prayed as he climbed down.

In order to facilitate movement in narrow terrain, Cui Haoshi only brought an Uzi submachine gun, and the only spare ammunition was the four shuttles hanging on his chest.

What Li Zhenghe meant was that if there was an ambush, having too many bullets would be an advantage to the enemy.

If there's no ambush, there's no point in bringing bullets, right?

Because it was so reasonable, Cui Haoshi had no way to refute it.

However, there should be only two enemies, and it is unlikely that they are just guarding under this pillar. This is the main reason why Cui Haoshi can bite the bullet and come down.

As for why it was Cui Haoshi and not someone else who did this bad job, Cui Haoshi believed that it was mainly Xing Jishang's fault.

Cui Haoshi thought to himself, he might as well just pretend to be in trouble and stay down there.

Anyway, this mission is basically a life-threatening mission. The chance of leaving alive is very slim. If we don’t have fun now, when will we wait?

Cui Haoshi decided happily.

However, the next moment, the sharpened bamboo spear penetrated Cui Haoshi's stomach.

Cui Haoshi stared at the bamboo inserted into his belly, and for a moment he couldn't understand what was happening.

Then he realized he was almost at the bottom, and was ambushed by the men guarding below.

Cui Haoshi was just immersed in his own thoughts and didn't notice that his lower body had left the ghost wire well and was in a very vulnerable state to attack.

The bamboo stabbed from the front was thrust through the suspended iron ladder, and Cui Haoshi was directly stuck on the ladder.

As long as he doesn't pull out the bamboo pole, Cui Haoshi will be stuck on this rung of the ladder, unable to go up or down——

"Assi!" Cui Haoshi fired blindly with his Uzi submachine gun. Just after a few shots, a stone accurately hit Cui Haoshi's palm, knocking his gun out of his hand.

In desperation, Cui Haoshi wanted to catch the gun in the air, but he didn't expect that what he caught was a stone fired by the enemy.

Cui Haoshi took his hand back and saw that it turned out to be a pebble. The shape seemed very suitable for hitting with a slingshot.

——I was nailed to the ladder with a sharpened bamboo pole and disarmed with a slingshot. This shame was thrown to my grandma's house.

Cui Haoshi was so desperate that he began to plead: "I surrender! I surrender! Let me go, heroes!"

The people below were silent for a few seconds, and one of them said: "Your leader, the girl who just killed has also surrendered, but your leader did not let her go at all."

"That's not my fault, I didn't kill the hostages!" Cui Haoshi defended loudly.

Just at this time, Li Zhenghe's call came from the radio on Cui Haoshi's shoulder: "Cui Haoshi, Cui Haoshi, how is the situation? Please answer."

Cui Haoshi: "I... I was stabbed through the stomach with a spear by the people guarding below, and was nailed to the iron ladder. What should I do, boss?"

Li Zhenghe replied after a brief silence: "I understand. Rest in peace, child."

——Wait, is this how you respond to my loyalty?

Cui Haoshi gritted his teeth: "Down below! I can provide you with information for free. I don't expect you to let me go, but I want Li Zhenghe to come down and accompany me!"

The people below laughed loudly after hearing this: "This person actually wants to use information to negotiate terms with us?"

"Your deal is not valid at all. With or without your information, we will send Li Zhenghe and Li Zhenghe's subordinates, including you, to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Haoshi's vision suddenly turned dark. He was startled, and then he realized that the power was out and the lighting in the venue was gone.

——No way, these people can actually take down the power distribution room?

The power distribution room was guarded by the elite of their team, and defenses were set up according to the terrain, which was not easy to capture.

**

Li Zhenghe took the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Power distribution room! Please answer if you hear it!"

His reaction was the same as that of Cui Haoshi, who only had half his life left. His first reaction was that something happened in the power distribution room.

However, there was an immediate response: "Report, the power distribution room is still under our control, head. Now the lighting in the venue is gone. It is probably a short circuit trip."

"Then send someone to deal with this matter quickly..."

Before Li Zhenghe finished speaking, the booth gathering area of ​​the university club in Area C suddenly exploded with a bang.

The tables and chairs used by college students to set up stalls were all blown up to the sky.

Li Zhenghe was confused. He didn't know what it meant to bomb Area C. There were really people hiding in the cities surrounded by tables and chairs. Could it be that Tong Sheng and Ma Yi sent these people to heaven together in a cruel manner?

It doesn't make sense, what's the point?

——Wait, could it be said that there is no one in Area C anymore? All the college students who were originally hiding inside have escaped?

"Xing Jishang, Xing Jishang, please answer if you hear it!"

"I'm Xing Jishang, please speak, boss." Xing Jishang's voice sounded steady and very reliable. .

"Group A... no, Group A is gone. Group B, pay attention! Immediately dispatch people to check the scene in Area C! Especially focus on determining how many corpses there are, I mean, how many casualties there are!"

"Yes, I'm going to... Assi!" Xing Jishang suddenly cursed.

Immediately afterwards, someone's screams could be heard on the walkie-talkie - because the shout was in Korean, it should be someone from his side.

Li Zhenghe stood up and looked down to see what happened.

However, even his eyes have not adapted to the sudden darkness.

In addition, the lighting in the exhibition hall is completely bad now, and it is impossible to see anything in the dark.

No, he could see the fire.

And there were more and more fires.

It was obviously just a spark, but it gave Li Zhenghe the feeling of starting a prairie fire.

At this time, Xing Jishang finally dealt with the emergency. He reported to Li Zhenghe: "It's Molotov cocktails! Damn it, they are throwing Molotov cocktails..."

A loud noise overwhelmed Xing Jishang's voice, and then only rustling white noise remained in the walkie-talkie.

Li Zhenghe didn't need to confirm this time because the explosion happened not far from his feet.

It seems to be a much smaller "little guy" than the thing that just bombed Area C. It seems that its power can only barely blow a person into seven or eight pieces. If you try harder, you can still fight it back.

Li Zhenghe touched his nose: "Damn it, where did they get so many explosives?"

**

Kenichi Chima looked at this huge battle and was filled with admiration for Kiryu and Ma: "It's amazing. This fighting power looks like it can establish the Osaka Commune."

"No, whether we can succeed or not depends on how many enemies we can attract. If we can attract a dozen of these twenty-one enemies, the success rate of the operation will be close to one hundred percent."

The focus of Kazuma's plan is not to eliminate the gangsters, but to rescue the hostages.

Everything he did now, whether it was a power outage or an explosion, was to attract Li Zhenghe's attention, so that he could not notice that the rescue was carried out right under his nose.

However, the explosion alone may not be able to attract him for long, so it is time for Kiryu Kazuma to appear.

Kiryu Kazuma picked up Yukio Konma's favorite sword Kotetsu, lifted up the floor and crawled out, followed closely by Konma Kenichi.

Then, the two people stood side by side in the widest aisle of the exhibition hall, and the firelight illuminated their profiles.

Not far from them was Li Zhenghe's sentry. However, the two people guarding this place did not notice that Kenichi Chima and Kazuma Kiryu were already standing in front of them.

Kiryu Kazuma silently pulled out Kotetsu. The moment the sword was unsheathed, a small gap suddenly appeared in the clouds that originally covered the night sky. The moonlight poured down from the gap and shone on Kazuma's long sword. It looked like It's like the knife is glowing.

Kenichi Chima also drew out Murasame.

The two flashes of sword light in the boundless darkness have the flavor of the lofty ideals of the Meiji Restoration when they killed the important officials of the shogunate.

At this moment, the public address system in the exhibition hall suddenly started.

This is also part of Kazuma's arrangement. Anyway, anything that can distract the enemy's attention has been arranged by Kazuma.

However, Kazuma left it up to the group responsible for cutting the wires and taking control of the broadcast room to decide what music to play.

These people actually played "You Will Come Back Like Lightning".

This song, written by a Greek to Constantine XI, is inexplicably appropriate to be placed here.

Horatius was also a hero of Rome, and he too could return as fast as lightning.