It is Kokang and Changchun

　"Everyone, make way, we're evacuating the wounded!"

　"I'm very sorry, we need to borrow someone's way. Someone is seriously injured here..."

　At the same time, in the back row of anti-explosive police, the policeman who was shot and fell to the ground was taken to the hospital for treatment by his colleagues' police car.

　"County magistrate, the car is ready. It's not safe here now, let's evacuate quickly." A policeman said while covering the county magistrate and escorted him into a black Toyota Crown sedan not far away.

　The sheriff, who was helping to suppress the protest, was organizing the police force into a defensive formation. He picked up his cell phone and called for reinforcements.

　"Moshimoshi! Our defense is tight, requesting reinforcements! Any type of police force is fine! Even the fire department will be fine, high-pressure water cannons would be useful..."

　Another riot police officer took out a tear gas launcher from his weapon box and fired a round at the demonstrators. Unexpectedly, the tear gas canister flew back and landed in the center of the police position, causing some disruption to the police.

　At that moment, a high school-aged boy in the crowd, holding a baseball bat in batting stance, said, "Another trick? Your tear gas bombs aren't even flying faster than the speed of the balls I trained them for!"

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　Wenwen witnessed the process of Takuma Ozawa falling down from a distance. Her pupils constricted and her breathing became rapid.

　"Calm down, calm down..." Wenwen tried to calm herself down.

　Her mind began to rapidly analyze the previous moment: "When the man's blood splattered just now, it was obvious that the amount of blood splashed in front was more than that in the back, which means that the bullet came from behind him. So, the most likely shooting point in the back is..."

　Wenwen immediately turned her head towards the streets and buildings behind the parade, looking for any suspicious people or objects.

　Her eyesight was far superior to that of an average person, and she suddenly noticed a long object resembling a rifle mounted on the low wall at the edge of the roof of a hotel far behind the team. Then, an arm took the long object away from her blind spot.

　"I saw it... Even if you hide under a low wall, I can still catch you."

　Wenwen muttered as she took off the camera hanging around her neck and handed it to Ji Haitang Yuli, saying, "Guoguo, I'll keep the camera for you for now. I'll be back soon!"

　"Wait a minute! Wenwen, what are you doing?" Ji Haitang Yu Li asked, holding the camera that Wenwen had just put down in his hand.

　"Go chase the culprit who caused all this!" Wenwen said seriously.

　Ji Haitang Yu Li

　He was very worried and said, "How can this be possible? It's too dangerous! Didn't you see the person who was shot and fell? The murderer had a gun!"

　"Don't worry, I was the fastest legend of the Tokyo University women's track and field team and was nicknamed the Wind Goddess Girl. If that person can't catch me, let's go to KFC for a family bucket, okay? (Note: Wenwen hates poultry dishes)." With that, Wenwen ran towards the hotel.

　"This isn't a question of running fast or not!"

　However, Ji Haitang Yuli was unable to persuade her happy enemy at all.

　Ji Haitang Yuli looked at the rapidly receding figure and muttered to himself, "This girl is still running so fast, I can't catch up with her. She really lives up to her title..."

　In just half a minute, Wenwen quickly ran to the hotel 300 meters behind the team.

　"Huh... This is what I just saw. I'm going to pull you out!"

　Wenwen walked into the hotel lobby and asked the front desk clerk for details.

　Wenwen asked, "Excuse me, did you hear any loud noise just now?"

　The receptionist thought for a moment, shook her head, and denied it: "A loud noise? I didn't hear it."

　It seems that the murderer installed a silencer, Wenwen thought.

　"Have you ever seen anyone carrying a long suitcase into a hotel before?" Wenwen asked.

　"Hmm... I think there was one. That guest took the elevator straight up. He had white hair and the same red eyes as you. He must have been wearing cosmetic contact lenses... Eh? That's the one."

　The front desk staff pointed at the deep-sea pioneer coming down the stairs.

　Wenwen looked back in the direction the receptionist pointed, then turned back to the receptionist and said, "That's her, thank you."

　Then she went straight towards the Deep Sea Vanguard.

　Wenwen looked at the long suitcase in the Deep Sea Vanguard's hand and said humorously, "Hello, Miss, can you tell me what's in this?"

　"It has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!" The deep-sea scout replied indifferently and ran away quickly.

　"What's with your attitude? Stop!" Wenwen immediately chased after him, and in a few seconds he was only one step away from the deep sea.

　The deep-sea scout was very surprised. Her current running speed was considered top-notch among humans, and it was impossible for an ordinary human woman to catch up with her.

　But now there was no time for the Deep Sea Vanguard to think about why, she could only continue to increase her running speed.

　"Nani? Speeding up? Haha, do you think you can outrun me?" Accordingly, Wenwen also increased her running speed, and the distance between her and the Deep Sea Vanguard gradually narrowed.

　The Deep Sea Sniper was amazed. His current running speed had reached 45 kilometers per hour. How could this human keep up? Even Usain Bolt, the sprinter, could only reach 44 kilometers per hour.

　After all, she is not a deep-sea vanguard specialized in close combat, so 45 kilometers per hour is already her maximum speed.

　"That girl at the back, she's definitely not human! Could she be a shipgirl?"

　While the Deep Sea Vanguard was thinking, Wenwen had already caught up with him and knocked the suitcase out of Shen Hai's hand. Then he slowed down, stopped, and picked up the suitcase.

　Wenwen kicked the suitcase open, revealing an M700 sniper rifle. She touched the barrel, still warm.

　Wenwen smiled, revealing the truth. She looked up at Shenhai and said, "Hey! You still dare to say you're not a vicious... person?"

　The deep sea that was not far in front of Wenwen before she opened the box has now disappeared.

　"Fuck! You ran away? You'll be in trouble next time if I find you..."

　On another street across a building, the deep-sea pioneer was hiding in an alley, thinking about what had just happened.

　Given the low-key order from above, the current state of the deep-sea population, and the fact that every deep-sea pioneer was extremely valuable, this deep-sea pioneer did not attack Wenwen directly, but chose to run away.

　Now she stopped thinking and began to send messages to her superiors through the mental network, reporting her previous experience and conclusions in detail.

　"...So, she's most likely a shipgirl, but not a human. But... the shipgirl information currently collected in the database doesn't match her..."

　Chapter 45: The Ominous Incident at Fukushima (4)

　Fukushima Prefecture Red Cross Hospital

　“wu——yi——wu——yi——”

　An ambulance, sirens blaring and lights flashing, sped into the designated parking space. As soon as the car came to a complete stop, the rear double doors swung open from the inside, and the doctors and nurses inside quickly lifted the bed out of the car and rushed it to the emergency room.

　After watching Ozawa get on the ambulance and thanking the middle-aged woman who bandaged him, Xiang returned to the scene of the riot.

　Thanks to the baseball player who had previously hit the tear gas canister back, the Fukushima police's formation was disrupted, and coupled with the numerical advantage of the demonstrators, the riot police's defense line was eventually broken.

　The angry crowd wrestled with the police. Some fought with their bare hands, while others used steel pipes, wooden sticks or heavy objects to fight against the police's batons and stun guns.

　The entire street was in chaos, with roars, curses, banging sounds and screams from the crowd and police everywhere.

　"Everyone, step back and put down your weapons! Or I'll shoot!" A few armed police officers took out their southern M

　60 revolvers were used to try to intimidate the crowd, but to no avail.

　How could a police revolver with six bullets stop a huge crowd of people?

　After all, the scene of Ozawa falling to the ground is still vivid in people's minds, so the people naturally do not trust these police officers.

　One of the protesters, armed with a stun gun and a shield, cursed, "You're so capable of fabricating such a miscarriage of justice, and you even dare to shoot peaceful protesters. I'm sure you'll pull the trigger on your revolver! Since I'm going to be beaten to death by you, I might as well fight to the death!"

　His words resonated with the people around him, and everyone was ready to rush forward to confront the armed policeman.

　Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, the policemen cocked the guns.

　"Quick! Shoot... There's a car! Get out of the way!" A policeman who looked like a leader was about to order the shooting when suddenly a car came out from the side, rushed into the police line, hit the police car and stopped.

　The police were lucky that they responded in time and no one was injured. However, this gave the crowd an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Before the police could recover, they rushed forward and broke the line of armed police into pieces.

　The news of the shooting of peaceful protesters quickly spread throughout Fukushima. Most people found this unbelievable and took to the streets in both peaceful and violent protests. Within a single day, the number of people taking to the streets in Fukushima surged to over 20.

　The chief of the Fukushima City Police Department called the municipalities under his jurisdiction for assistance: "...There is a large-scale unrest in Fukushima City right now. Our police system is already overloaded, but we are still short of manpower!"

　Nihonmatsu City and Hongu City Police Stations: "We are also having a protest here. Most of the police force is maintaining order, so we can only dispatch a small number of them to provide support!"

　Soma City Police Station: "The situation here is not optimistic. There are signs that the demonstrations may turn violent. We cannot support them!"

　Mishima City Police Station: "We also have a protest here, but it's smaller in scale. We can dispatch some police officers to support you."

　……

　In short, there are protests of varying sizes throughout Fukushima Prefecture, and the police force that can be deployed from various cities and towns to support Fukushima City is limited.

　Even with external assistance, the number of demonstrators in Fukushima City had an absolute numerical advantage over the police, so the situation in Fukushima did not ease or stabilize much, and gun battles between police and the crowd even occurred at some riot sites.

　Xiang stood in the distance, watching the riot in front of him, and was very conflicted about whether he should go up and help the people.

　If she helped, she would most likely expose her identity. (You can imagine what it would be like if a girl who looked like an elementary school student beat up a large number of police officers.)

　But if he didn't help, Xiang would feel guilty, because it would be a shame to stand idly by while others wrote history.

　"I'm so annoyed, should I go or not? Seriously..."

　Xiang was struggling over and over again, but ultimately couldn't come up with a conclusion, so he could only ask Changchun for her advice.

　Xiang connected to Changchun's channel and said, "Comrade Kokang, are you there?"

　Changchun never expected Xiang to call her at this time. When Xiang called her, she was lying on the bed, using tools to do some traditional crafts that can only be understood but not explained.

　It was obvious that the big one was about to come, but the call was just like pouring a bucket of cold water on Changchun, which was about to reach the critical point.

　Changchun could only answer the radio in disappointment: "Hello, Xiang, what's going on?"

　Xiang said anxiously, “Comrade Kokang, do you know anything about the recent demonstrations in Fukushima?

　"Fukushima parade? We have domestic news about it and know something about it. By the way, how is the situation developing there now?" Changchun asked.

　Xiang replied, "That's exactly what I wanted to tell you. Earlier, some protesters were shot. Now the conflict has escalated and turned into a riot, and the police are suppressing it violently."

　"What?!" Changchun exclaimed in shock. "Has the Japanese government lost all shame? They're actively shooting at peaceful protesters? Are they learning from Tsarist Russia?"

　Xiang was also confused. He said, "I don't really understand it either, but judging by the wounds on the shooter, the bullet came from behind. It's not clear if it was fired by the police. Also, I'm conflicted about whether I should just observe or actively participate in the riot."

　Changchun thought carefully and came to a conclusion, saying, "I'm very pleased that you came to ask me. I was worried that you would just go ahead and do it if you encountered this situation. It seems that you have made great progress."

　The shooters were likely deliberately arranged by the government to justify the violent suppression of the protests. Also, for now, I suggest you observe and avoid active participation unless there are special circumstances.

　I suggest this for several reasons. First, you're a shipgirl, and a shipgirl the size of an elementary school student, making you highly recognizable. If you get involved, you'll easily resort to inhumane force once your emotions get heated, making it easy for the police to investigate you. Also, how many comrades do you have now?"

　"Comrades... there are Lei, Dian, Ayanami and Ozawa Takuma. As for Sister Xiao, according to Dian, she is still struggling with her own thoughts." Xiang reported to Changchun truthfully.

　Changchun: "Look, your current team is too small. If you take the initiative, you will only destroy the current spark. Don't think that this mass movement can overthrow the current Japanese government. It's too early."

　Lenin said

　However, we must absolutely not worship the spontaneity of the masses. A mass movement without the leadership of a mature vanguard will never achieve revolutionary success. We must be Marx, not Blanqui. Only when subjective and objective forms mature can we use this fiery hammer and sickle to tear apart this rotten earth.

　"Well, okay, thank you Comrade Kokang for your guidance. I will think more about things in the future." Xiang thanked Changchun.

　"Wait a moment," Changchun called out to Xiang, who was about to hang up. "Let me recommend a few potential new comrades: Kongo, Atago, Maya, and Kashino. Especially Kongo, she's the lead ship, so you'll have to win her over."

　Xiang was surprised and asked, "This is really good news! But how did Comrade Kokang know about this?"

　"It's nothing. Didn't they sink in the territorial waters of Donghuang? So when they were resurrected, they were controlled by our army and taken back for a month of ideological work. They performed well and were released early. However, Atago is the focus of attention among them." Changchun explained.

　"Why is Atago the focus of attention? Is she stubborn in her reformation process?"

　Changchun held his forehead and said with shame: "No, it has nothing to do with this. It's mainly because she likes to seduce our navy soldiers and put them in a dilemma. She's like someone who came out of a brothel..."

　Hibiki didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Ah... I can say that you are worthy of being called Atago-senpai..."

　"Thank you, Comrade Kokang, for what you said. I'll hang up now. See you later."

　"Okay, just remember what I said, さようなら～" Changchun said goodbye to Xiang in Xiang's hometown dialect.

　"Oh, Comrade Kogan, this is too formal. For situations like this, we can just use [じゃあね]. I'm hanging up."

　After saying that, Xiang cut off the communication.

　After the call was cut off, Changchun looked at the tools on his body and the stick in his hand and sighed, "After a phone call, all the fires are out. I have to light them all again..."

　Afterwards, strange noises gradually came from Changchun's room.

　Chapter 46: The Ominous Event in Fukushima (5)

　After hanging up the phone, Xiang found a place to continue observing the current riot, and took pictures with his mobile phone, recording them one by one.

　In the afternoon, Xiang went to the hospital to visit Takuma Ozawa.

　Xiang grabbed the receptionist at the inpatient department with both hands, stuck his head out and asked the nurse on duty: "Big sister, do you have a patient named Ozawa Takuma here?"

　The nurse looked down and saw the cute little girl. She immediately took a liking to her and replied, "Wait a moment, little sister, let me check..."

　The nurse skillfully typed the patient's name on the keyboard and then hit the Enter key. The search results were displayed on the computer.