Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 654 Terrorist Attack (4)

Masayoshi Matsukata's face turned pale, and he collapsed weakly on the ground. He stared blankly at the pools of blood and the corpses lying on the ground, feeling like crying without tears.

Masayoshi Matsukata is the Director of Police, the top official of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, who just took office. The reason why he was able to take office was because he was unlucky enough to be dismissed due to the shelling of the Akasaka Guesthouse two days before he took office, and he was appointed at the critical moment.

The new officer took office and got what he wanted. Normally, Masayoshi Matsukata would have been happy from ear to ear. But at this moment, he was not happy at all and was full of worries. The police chief made him salivate.

His throne was like a hot coal at this moment, making him feel extremely hot to touch.

With the lessons learned from his predecessor, he didn't want to be kicked out in despair before he could sit firmly.

Therefore, for this Sino-Japanese Friendship Song Concert, Masayoshi Matsukata took great pains. Not only did he mobilize elite soldiers from the police force, but he also obtained the approval of the cabinet and mobilized a large number of well-trained self-defense team members to build a layer-by-layer

The line of defense was to ensure that nothing went wrong. For this reason, he almost didn't sleep for two days and two nights. But he didn't expect that such a big mistake would eventually happen.

Masayoshi Matsukata still couldn't figure out how these abominable terrorists could come and go freely under such tight protection? Moreover, they actually placed such powerful explosives in the square in advance, causing heavy casualties to his men.

.At that moment, he deeply felt that death was so close to him just now!

And the most terrible thing is that Masayoshi Matsukata thought about the consequences of this matter: he was not a good leader, and he lost his troops without making any achievements. He was probably to blame. When he thought of Prime Minister Abe's cold eyes, he just felt like his brain was shaking.

It was completely blank, and the eyes that were always so majestic were dull and dull.

"careful!"

Amidst the wild roars, Masayoshi Matsukata, who was in a daze, was knocked down by two of his men. Then there was a loud "boom" and a grenade exploded next to him.

The shocked Masayoshi Matsukata survived under the desperate cover of his men, but his two men were blown to pieces on the spot, with pieces of blood and flesh splattered all over his body and face.

Lying on the ground, Masayoshi Matsukata raised his head and took a look. He saw explosions one after another, and his men suffered heavy casualties. When they gathered together just now, there was a hail of bullets, and they fell to the ground one after another like knives cutting wheat. There were also many.

Shao crouched on the ground or found a nearby bunker, but could not find any trace of the enemy, so he had to shoot randomly, causing fire and smoke to fly everywhere. Instead, he accidentally injured many of his own people.

"Be careful to hide! Be careful to hide!" Masayoshi Matsukata shouted loudly, his voice was hoarse. His men were slaughtered one by one, and the blood sprayed everywhere made him feel heartbroken and his eyes were split. He grabbed the knife that was on the ground just to protect himself.

The submachine gun of one of his men who was killed in the explosion fired a burst of fire at a small hill where he thought the enemy might be hiding.

At that moment, the blood all over his body was boiling, as if he had become twenty years younger in an instant. He was riding freely on the body of a beautiful woman, and his whole body was dripping with joy!

"boom!"

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. A very subtle gunshot was heard. Masayoshi Matsukata fell into a pool of blood. A bullet penetrated his neck. The blood flowed along the bullet hole. His feet twitched, showing convulsions.

It was like this, and soon there was no more sound, and his eyes were wide open until he died. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department’s Inspector-General, the shortest-lived in the history of the Japanese government, died on the job, and he didn’t bother Shinzo Abe to come find him.

Trouble.

And the moment he fell to the ground, a series of miserable screams were heard. Several ghostly figures suddenly appeared in the square, constantly harvesting the lives of the police and self-defense team members. Some had their throats cut with sharp blades. Some had their throats cut with sharp blades.

They were thrown like stones and fell to the ground hard, with blood spurting out from their mouths; some still maintained their fighting posture, but when a gust of wind blew, their bodies instantly fell apart like a collapsed building...

"Uncle Zhong, don't worry. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen!" Leng Binghan said to Secretary Zhong calmly while carefully observing the movements around him.

He has a handsome face, soft outlines, and an elegant charm. His speaking voice is slow and steady, and he always has a peaceful smile on his face. He looks gentle and friendly, giving people great confidence.

At this moment, Leng Binghan was still protecting Secretary Zhong and hiding behind the huge granite pillar at the entrance of the Opera House. It was safe for the time being. With the solid granite pillar in front of it, the enemy's bullets could not hit him, unless the bullet could turn.

There was chaos in the square. If he was alone, he would dare to break into even the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. But the most important thing at the moment is to protect Secretary Zhong's safety, and he cannot be rash. Until the situation is clear, he will not

Dare to act rashly. Because he knows that the big explosion just now is just an appetizer. The other party can not only severely injure the guards, but also cause chaos, so that he can wait for the opportunity to strike.

The real test is yet to come. And those people from Japan are unreliable.

But at the same time, Leng Binghan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. In front of nearly a thousand heavily armed police and self-defense team members, they dared to launch a terrorist attack. I'm afraid the Red Army is definitely not capable of such a big deal, right?

But if it wasn't the Red Army, then who was planning all this? What was the intention behind doing this?

Moreover, if the other party came for Secretary Zhong, it stands to reason that they should attack and kill Secretary Zhong as soon as possible before a large number of military police arrived. But why are they now chasing and beating the Japanese police and Self-Defense Force members? Even if it is just to sweep away the enemy.

There’s no need to be so indifferent in clearing obstacles, reversing priorities, right?

Leng Binghan couldn't think of it for a while, but he still felt that it was not that simple.

Hearing Leng Binghan's calm and determined words, Secretary Zhong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled. The smile on his pale face looked very dazzling: "Xiaohan, I'm already dozens of years old, what's wrong with me?"

Are you relieved? It’s you, you are in danger at such a young age, and it’s me who has caused you trouble. Their target is me, if there is a chance, you should leave quickly and don’t make unnecessary sacrifices!”

Of course Leng Binghan, who had been born in two generations, would not be moved to tears by his words, but regardless of whether Secretary Zhong's remarks at this time were sincere or not, given his status, it was really rare. He immediately laughed.

: "Uncle Zhong, don't worry. There was such a big explosion here, and so many police and self-defense team members were killed and injured. Reinforcements will arrive soon. If you hold on for a while, you will be safe."

Secretary Zhong stared at Leng Binghan for a while, then sighed softly, his expression becoming more solemn: "Xiaohan, I know you should know some martial arts. But now is not the time to show off, not to mention you didn't protect me in the first place.

responsibility."

After Leng Binghan hesitated for a while, he said slowly: "Uncle Zhong, you probably don't know yet, but I used to be a member of the Seventh Bureau of National Security..."

While speaking, his eyes stared into Secretary Zhong's eyes, which were full of calmness and perseverance. That kind of looming momentum radiated deeply from his body without any pretense or expression.

"National Security Bureau No. 7?" Secretary Zhong raised his eyebrows instantly, his face was full of complex expressions, and then asked: "Are you a peripheral staff or a civilian?"

Although Secretary Zhong had a high level in the past and knew about the existence of the special agency Seventh Bureau of National Security, he did not know much about it in detail. After all, he was not in charge of this agency. Only when he truly became the new national leader did he understand

What do the words "National Security Bureau No. 7" mean?

And the Leng Binghan in front of me was once a member of the Seventh Bureau of National Security. Isn't this incredible? Of course, if he was a peripheral or civilian employee, it would still make sense.

Leng Binghan shook his head slightly, and just as he was about to explain a few words, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly invaded his mind.

Almost immediately, a loud "bang" sound came, and Leng Binghan was shocked to find that a sharp bullet whizzed towards him, penetrated the hard granite pillar, and shot straight towards Secretary Zhong's chest.

Come.

Of course Leng Binghan didn't know that this was a heavy-duty sniper rifle that could penetrate even the special bulletproof glass of heavy-duty bulletproof cars. It was so powerful that nine out of ten people would not be able to escape death if it hit them, and it might even hit them directly.

He broke into pieces. He also knew that the situation was extremely critical, so he blocked it with one side of his body without having time to think about it.

"Uh!" Leng Binghan couldn't help but swayed, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Even with his continuously strengthened and modified body and the automatic body protection of the magic weapon Electric Thunder Mountain, the heavy sniper rifle bullet still hit his back. Although it was quickly clamped by the extremely tough muscles,

Not even half of it went in, but the huge power contained in it still made him feel like he was severely injured, his blood was boiling, and his vision went dark and he almost fainted.

Leng Binghan gritted his teeth, reached over and pulled out the bullet, then threw it on the ground with a clang. A stream of blood spattered out from the wound, instantly staining Leng Binghan's shirt red.

"Ah, Xiaohan, are you injured?" Secretary Zhong couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw it.

"It's okay!" Although the pain was so severe that he took a breath of air, but Leng Binghan still pretended to be okay and quickly used that extremely special energy to heal himself. It is estimated that the wound will be healed in less than half a day.

I'm afraid I won't be able to find any scars even if I try to find them.

"Damn it, we can't be beaten passively like this all the time!" After being shot, Leng Binghan was furious. He cursed secretly and suddenly leaned out without even looking. He almost fired several shots in an instant.

, and then retreated very quickly. But even so, a bullet almost grazed his cheek and flew past. If he had been a little slower, I'm afraid the shot would have hit his forehead.