I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 13 Chaos
"traitor!"

"This is blatant betrayal, a crime of treason, deserving of divine punishment!"

The non-prescription glasses were slammed onto the control panel, shattering into countless fragments. The entire 'Special Operations Conference Room' fell silent; everyone stared intently at their screens, as if trying to discern a single flower.

"Chief Director, it's the Prime Minister on the phone."

A police officer nervously handed him the phone.

This is an internal government line, so there is no possibility of it being tapped.

"It's me, Zhu Yachun!"

Normally, even the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's chief of staff, a middle-aged man, wouldn't be so 'rude'. But now, Chief of Staff Takeya, who had loosened his tie, had lost all patience for bureaucratic formalities.

"Zhu Yajun, please calm down."

The Prime Minister's calm voice came through the phone.
“Anger solves nothing; this is something we’ll have to face sooner or later.”

“I understand, Prime Minister.”

Rubbing her temples, Director Zhu Ya certainly knew.

Although the island nation is nominally a sovereign state, what sovereign state would have 140 foreign military bases? Would it have troops stationed in its heartland? From the moment the existence of the extraordinary was discovered, it was only a matter of time before America became aware of it.

"But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly!"

What Director Zhu Ya found most unacceptable was that America reacted so quickly.

At the same time, unless someone with a clear understanding of the inside story and high position "betrays" them, even if America suddenly heard about the appearance of the supernatural, wouldn't they instinctively not believe it?
"We'll talk about the traitor later."

"Now that things have come to this, can we destroy the target?"

The cold voice coming from the phone startled Director Zhu Ya, who then realized what was happening.

Yes,

If the island nation can't have it, then we can't let the American beasts have it either!
No matter how much the media promotes the idea that "America is a benevolent superpower," in reality, most of the island nation's high-ranking officials do not have a very good impression of America: the reason is simple, who would want to be a dog if they could be a human?
Moreover, this isn't the first or second time that America has been exploiting the island nation over the years.

Even if we don't consider any national righteousness, that money should rightfully belong to them!

"Sorry, it's too late."

After glancing at the surveillance footage, Director Zhu Ya sighed.

Da da da da,

A fleet of classic UH-60 utility helicopters roared through the night sky, hovering over Kita-Senju, with machine guns gleaming at their cabin doors.

"That's... an American Black Hawk?"

The 'pedestrians' on the street below had already been secretly evacuated, and those remaining were all plainclothes officers from the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Why are they here?"

"Wait a minute, are the American helicopters going to drop troops here?"

As the helicopter appeared, hovered, and lowered its ropes, the plainclothes police officers below went from puzzled to terrified.

Swish swish swish,

One by one, fully armed soldiers from the superior nation rappelled down.

They quickly deployed into tactical formation, their guns aimed at the plainclothes police officers, looking ready to unleash a massacre!

"I am unaware of your location."

A police inspector in charge of on-site command reluctantly stepped forward to try and negotiate in English.

"Military operations, no comment!"

The white major who was leading the conversation immediately shut down any possibility of the other party continuing.

This is not just idle talk; the American military is indeed qualified to launch military operations here because Tokyo's airspace belongs to America!

That's right, there is an area in the airspace above the island nation called 'Yokata Airspace', which is owned by America.

Yokota Air Base is the headquarters of the American military in the island nation. Island nation aircraft are not permitted to enter this airspace without permission; otherwise, they will interfere with U.S. military operations and will be required to bear the consequences and pay compensation.

This forces island nation planes to take detours, spending fuel to make a long detour before landing. Of course, this cost is directly passed on to consumers.

This airspace covers almost the entire city of Tokyo and seven surrounding prefectures: within this area, America aircraft can take off and land freely, a 'privilege' that even the island nation's Self-Defense Forces cannot enjoy.

"you--"

Before the inspector could say anything, the soldiers from the upper country pointed their guns directly at him!

"OK, OK,"

In this situation, what could the superintendent say other than raising his hands and backing away?

Are you expecting him to use his forehead to block bullets from American bastards?

"damn it!"

As she walked out of the ramen shop, she looked up and saw a cluster of dark gun barrels. Iori Kazuka clenched her fists, but could only helplessly let them loosen.

Yes, she won a medal in an international karate competition; yes, she also achieved a ranking in a police shooting competition. But faced with a barrage of guns and cannons, her flesh and blood body could only be torn to pieces on the spot.

If I also had extraordinary powers
"Step aside!"

Amidst the angry shouts of the leading major, Iori Kazuka had no choice but to lower her head and step aside, revealing:

Tanimura Wataru's face was contorted with rage. "Fire—"

Without any unnecessary words, the American soldier pulled the trigger.

Puff puff puff,

Before Tanimura Wataru could react, he was hit by more than a dozen bullets in a series of soft thuds.

A dozen or so tranquilizer darts with tails were inserted into his body, and the anesthetic inside was injected into his body, making even the 'superhuman' sway unsteady.

Swish, swish, swish!

Following closely behind were several flying nets that spread out in mid-air.

These metal nets, fired from net guns, are strong enough to tightly control lions and tigers.

thud,

Next second,
With tranquilizer darts inserted into his body and wrapped in metal mesh, Tanimura Wataru finally collapsed to the ground.

"Huh, extraordinary?"

The white major snorted and waved his hand.

A group of soldiers, their helmets gleaming black, immediately surrounded them from all sides.

"Roar~~Roar~~!"

Even after being shot more than a dozen times with tranquilizer darts, 'Tanimura Wataru', wrapped in a metal mesh, still grimaced and did not lose consciousness.

"Bring back."

However, all that was left was the strength to struggle, and the white major nodded in satisfaction.

Werewolves actually exist.

But why does it look a bit like a dog?

Tear! !
Just as the Americans were about to take away their spoils and the island nation's police were filled with dejection, a sudden change occurred!

A Shiba Inu suddenly pounced and swung its paw across the white major's neck.

Flesh and bone are like paper before these claws.

Heads flew off, blood gushing out!

The Shiba Inu's body suddenly swelled up, transforming into a half-human, half-dog monster.

"Damn beautiful beast—"

Amidst the clear and resonant curses of the island nation, Wataru Tanimura, now transformed into a werewolf, lunged at the terrified American soldiers!

From seven paces away, the gun is fast; within seven paces, the gun is both fast and accurate.

This only applies to normal creatures: propelled by magic, Tanimura Wataru unleashed a speed that even a cheetah could not match, transforming into a blur as he charged into the horde of soldiers.

Puff puff puff puff!!!

With a swipe of its claws, the arm holding the gun flew into the air; with a bite, a hole the size of a bowl was immediately gnawed into the neck.

With his formidable physical prowess, Tanimura Wataru charged into the ranks of soldiers, unleashing a bloodbath!
Wherever the claws and fangs went, severed limbs and blood spurted out.

If it were the island nation's government taking over, I could barely accept it. But falling into the hands of America—and isn't America the country that loves making all sorts of autopsy films? Besides, given their domineering nature of attacking without a word the moment they landed, it's likely that he'll suffer a fate worse than death.

Fight!

He had a plan, so he used the "Beastman Clone Technique" to have the Shiba Inu take his place, while he, disguised as the Shiba Inu, went on a killing spree, acting like a madman!

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

The American soldiers who landed on the ground were not to be trifled with either, and immediately began to return fire.

However, most of them were armed with non-lethal weapons. Although some had regular firearms, by the time they drew their guns, the entire street was littered with dismembered limbs and gruesome internal organs. This filled the lieutenant general in command, who was monitoring the situation from the Black Hawk helicopter, with a mixture of shock and anger.

"Machine gun team, prepare—"

Seeing his soldiers being slaughtered, the lieutenant general, far away in Yokosuka, became anxious.

Since we can't get live samples, corpses will do!
If the other party escapes...

Even a lieutenant general like him couldn't avoid returning to his home country.

Just as the Black Hawk helicopters turned around and aimed their cannons downwards:
雾、

A white fog,
It was as if the area below Kita-Senju-cho had become a boiling boiler: billowing white mist appeared out of thin air and then spread out, ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand meters!
In just a few seconds, the entire 1-chome was enveloped in thick fog, making it impossible to see anything more than two meters away.

? ? ? ?
The fog came too suddenly and too violently.
Several Black Hawk helicopters circling overhead were shrouded in thick fog.

"Oh, fuck!"

"Shet."

brush,

Just as the helicopter pilot was preparing to pull up,
Sheets of white paper emerged lightly from the mist, flew through the open hatch, and slid past the pilot's helmet.

Slit the throat!

Paper Shuriken
(End of this chapter)