I want to be a good person

Chapter 421 Zhang Yang's approach

The Japanese police hid behind cars and motorcycles, shouting loudly.

The members of the Self-Defense Association were drawn away to put out the fire, and it was impossible for all the people left behind in the city to rush over. What if they were trying to make a feint to the east and attack in the west?

Zhang Aiguo adjusted the direction and height and pulled the bolt.

"Click"

The iron-type button was pressed down hard.

"cluck"

The bullet shattered the glass of the window, and subsequent bullets flew like rain.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

The bullet penetrated the thin iron plate and the deformed bullet rolled in the air.

The policemen hiding behind the car were crying for their parents. Some were hit in the limbs, some were hit in the torso, and some were kissed by bullets on the head without making a sound.

The cavity effect is obvious and the stopping effect is strong.

"Why are there heavy machine guns?"

"Call for tactical guidance, quick."

"bump"

A grenade flew out of the window.

"boom"

The explosion set the motorcycle on fire.

There was a loud bang amid the raging fire.

The car was set on fire.

"Assault, assault, come on!"

"cluck"

Zhang Aiguo came out with a turtle box. There were dead bodies all over the ground, some of which were burnt by the fire.

He took a look at the wreckage of the vehicle, the money and firearms on the ground, a few watches, and a dozen Type 26 revolvers. These things are a pain in the ass, easily damaged, short-lived, and weak in lethality. The 68-year-old Japanese soldier was not killed even after being hit by three bullets.

He pushed out his Harley motorcycle, put on a new black mask, and left carelessly with the sound of rattling, leaving behind a test tube of the virus.

Like a gust of wind, it left behind traces of war and the viruses carefully developed by the Japanese devils, and took away only Japanese yen, guns, and happiness that was beyond words.

The autumn wind is getting colder day by day, and the red leaves can no longer resist the temptation of the earth and fall into its arms.

Treating the enemy like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, Zhang Aiguo personally put it into practice and implemented the great man's requirements during his travels.

At present, the three economic core areas of the Japanese, Kanto, Chubu and Kinki, have left traces of fraternity along the way.

Nagoya, see Nagoya again.

The means of transportation was changed to Type 95 black iron, the ID was replaced with a police handbook, the photo was re-pasted on the personal ID, and he was a patrol officer.

The police from Nara ran to Nagoya, is there any problem?

That is to make them realize their mistakes, brake in time, get back on the right track, and urge them to learn to be human beings.

Zhang Aiguo ran around the streets in a domineering manner, and his patrol was not troublesome. In an era when colonels could only ride bicycles, motor vehicles were undoubtedly awesome.

"Captain Miyamoto?"

"Yes."

The devil does not look for trouble, but it does not mean that Zhang Aiguo does not cause trouble. He runs around everywhere. The defense focus of the devil's homeland is on the navy.

Metropolitan Police Department, reception desk.

A very attractive girl saw the tall and mighty Zhang Aiguo and her eyes sparkled with stars.

He stood up with admiration, bowed 90 degrees, and unbuttoned a button as he lowered his head.

"Excuse me, what business do you have?"

"Yes, I do!"

"What a shame, Double D"

"Snapped"

Headshot, no matter how beautiful the head is, it can't withstand a blow to the face. This is not a high-protein mask for beauty and skin care.

"If it weren't for the greater good, I really wanted to do an import and export business worth hundreds of millions, but it was a waste of foreign trade orders."

Zhang Aiguo shook his head. She had a baby face and big breasts. What a pity. If the timing wasn’t wrong, they would have to negotiate anyway.

The gunshots alarmed the Japanese, and several test tubes were thrown at the door. In such a panic, no one must have noticed them.

"Buzzing."

The motorcycle rushed out of the Metropolitan Police Department with the engine still running.

Behind him is the nuclear police officer wearing a black uniform.

Countless pairs of shoes stepped on the test tubes, then got on the car and chased after it from behind.

The virus is spreading along with the vehicles.

Zhang Aiguo felt ashamed of the killing of civilians, but he was unarmed and it would be shameful if he won.

The Japanese were baptized in Bushido and educated in loyalty to the emperor. They committed suicide because they could not serve as soldiers. They sent their wives, daughters and daughters-in-law to the volunteer corps, thinking that sacrificing themselves was an honor.

There are no civilians on the island because they have knives.

The sirens were blaring behind him, and the chase between police and criminals made Zhang Aiguo's blood boil.

"Ding"

The Type 91 grenade hit the fuel tank and rolled to the ground.

"whoosh"

The motorcycle flew by, and the wheel of the Type 95 black iron sidecar behind it ran over it, then quickly bounced back at high speed.

The Japanese soldier driving the three-wheeled vehicle held on to the handlebars tightly to keep his balance.

On a short straight road.

Zhang Aiguo grabbed the handlebars with one hand and quickly fired three shots backwards with the other hand, blindly shooting and pulling grass to shoot rabbits.

"when"

The bullet hit the handlebar, splashing sparks. The driver panicked, the car body became unstable, swayed from side to side, and crashed to the side.

"bang"

A sound is heard, driving without a seat belt is unsafe.

The two devils flew out, had close contact with the wall, and fainted with excitement.

The Type 97 grenade has a short fuse time of only four or five seconds, while the Type 91 can be used for grenade launchers with a fuse time of seven or eight seconds.

One car enjoyed the take-off treatment, bounced up twice, then tilted and caught fire, blocking the vehicles behind it.

The vehicle behind suddenly braked, making a hissing sound and then a rear-end collision.

Zhang Aiguo took a glance back as he turned the corner, and felt overwhelmed with happiness and a sense of accomplishment.

The sky is blue and the sunny weather makes people feel very comfortable.

In the Toyota AA car, Zhang Aiguo changed into the national uniform again and headed towards the next city, Shizuoka Prefecture.

In Japan, counties are bigger than cities. Counties are equivalent to provinces, and cities are subordinate administrative units. The origin of the system also comes from China, but it was learned in a distorted way.

Junichiro Ishikawa boarded the train and took the train to Tokyo, the starting station.

Deliberately missing one or two cities was to prevent the Japanese police, the Special High Police, and the military police from tracing the clues and affecting their own layout.

"Ishikawa Junichiro."

"Hiyi."

"Why didn't you respond to the call?"

"I'm sorry, I paid my taxes and it offset it."

"Oh."

The Japanese policeman returned the documents and said with a smile.

"Winter recruitment is about to begin again, Ishikawa-kun, do your best."

"Hi, thanks for your advice."

The Japanese learned their railway technology from the West. They were not ashamed to ask questions, dared to bow their heads, and were willing to suffer humiliation to accumulate strength. They were typical ungrateful people.

In Kofu, when the train stopped, Zhang Aiguo got off to smoke and put down three test tubes on the other side of the platform. He could only hope that some ghost would be bored and mention it.

There is a piece of red copper in the cloth bag, engraved with "Wu Yuan Changjiu". The rope of the bag will break as soon as it is lifted.

In Tokyo, Zhang Aiguo, using the alias Junichiro Ishikawa, got off the train. When he left the station, the Japanese treated him as a major enemy and checked the passengers entering and leaving very strictly.

Zhang Aiguo saw that they would directly capture any Japanese soldiers they disliked and confiscate their luggage and money.

Junichiro Ishikawa, dressed in a suit and tie, was full of confidence. Although their eyes were sharp and fierce, he held the truth in his hands and was not afraid of them at all.

What they want is to make the thief feel guilty and use psychological oppression. For Zhang Aiguo, who has experienced many battles, he has developed a thick skin.

Respond to their gaze seriously and with confidence.

Tokyo, here I come!

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