Roppongi Hills Forest Building, Tokyo

Lin Qing ate a Japanese-style hamburger in his mouth while slowly walking into this Japanese landmark building, there is a world-famous art museum on the top floor of this building, Mori Art Museum, the newly opened Lin Qing plans to see if there is anything worth starting.

Roppongi Hills Tower is 54 stories tall and 270 meters above sea level, about 30 meters lower than Tokyo's No. 1 Tower. (In 2006, the Tokyo Skytree was not built, so Tokyo Tower was the tallest.) ）

Located on its fifty-fourth floor, the Mori Art Museum is one of the tallest art museums in the world.

Lin Qing slowly swayed into the elevator of the building, and suddenly felt a burst of pain in his stomach.

"Ma Dan, really can't you eat roadside stalls? Sure enough, it's not a Chinese food hygiene problem! ”

The elevator door opened, and Lin Qing didn't care how many floors it was, and rushed out directly, looking for the bathroom.

On the sightseeing floor on the 52nd floor of the building, Kogoro took out his mobile phone and broadcast a number: "Amaterasu is above, and the sunset operation has begun."

After saying that, Kogoro hung up the phone and stood in front of the glass window looking at Tokyo quietly, this country needs a renovation, and it can't be ruined in the hands of those damn politicians.

The streets of Ginza, Tokyo

Mousslin's friendly hugs with the Japanese one after another attracted the attention of more and more Japanese people, and even some passers-by who were in a hurry hurriedly gave them a hug and left with a smile.

At 8:15, the crowd of onlookers reached a peak, and about 100 people gathered around Mousslin in various areas to take pictures.

"Boom!"

With a huge explosion, the white-robed Mouslin and the surrounding onlookers who did not know the truth were immediately swallowed up by the huge explosion, and a rain of blood fell on the street.

There were a lot of inferior explosives tied to Mousselin's body, and the building glass dozens of meters away was shattered by the explosion, and a passing bus was overturned and caught fire on the spot.

Running to the distance to buy breakfast, the Japanese policeman Shiro Kawaguchi looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and the hot dog in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Headquarters, headquarters, headquarters, Ginza Street was terrorized, Ginza Street was terrorized, request for support, request for support, there are heavy casualties here."

The headquarters, the headquarters, and Ginza Street were attacked by terrorists, and there were heavy casualties. ”

Shiro Kawaguchi screamed helplessly into the walkie-talkie, and then walked step by step towards the explosion site, and the vision was like hell in Japanese mythology.

Broken limbs, grotesque corpses, minced flesh, internal organs, blood strewn all over the area, the wounded were wailing on the ground, and the fire caused by the explosion, the raging flames of the bus.

Shiro Kawaguchi stood there helpless, and he saw someone asking for help at him, someone yelling at him, and someone trying to pull him to save someone.

At the same time, terrorist attacks occurred in more than a dozen areas of Tokyo, Japan, and the attackers were all Muslin, and the modus operandi was different from the traditional human bomb, attracting crowds to gather and then detonating the bomb, causing huge casualties in Tokyo.

The Tokyo police in Japan have dispatched all their police forces, rescue and disaster relief units have also been activated, and ambulances from Hejia Hospital are running back and forth in the city.

Roppongi Hills Forest Building.

A group of several people, a group of a dozen people, and a large group of dozens of people gathered together, and silently took the elevator to the parking lot on the ground floor.

Some of them are wearing suits and leather shoes, dressed as elite office workers, some of them are casual and casual, and some of them have the logo of a travel agency on their chests, which is obviously a travel agency.

It's strange that this group of people is gathered together, and I can't say why.

In the parking lot on the ground floor, two buses slowly drove into the entrance of the parking lot, and several security guards immediately lowered the gate: "What are you doing?"

The driver poked his head out: "We are a travel agency!" Sunset Travel Agency. ”

"Wait, I'll check it out."

"Alright, you guys can get by!"

The security guard checked that there was indeed a visit notice from this travel agency today, and opened the gate to let him go.

At this time, the gate of the bus suddenly opened, and a robber armed with an AK47 shot wildly at the security guard.

The same thing happened at almost the same time at several parking lot entrances throughout the building.

After the bus drove in, a large truck emerged behind it and slowly drove into the parking lot.

The robbers who took control of the building's parking lot pressed the close button, and the doors of the entire parking lot slowly fell.

After the bus stopped, a large group of Arabs, blacks and a few whites walked quickly out of the car and gathered next to the truck, quietly, no one spoke, as if they were performing a solemn ceremony, everyone was very religious.

The truck's cargo box slowly opened, revealing neat rows of various firearms, pistols, rifles, light machine guns, RPGs, several heavy machine guns, and even a few recoilless guns.

The leader gave them guns, ammunition and hoods one by one, and everyone quietly received their weapons, except for the sound of guns colliding and rubbing, no other sound came, and there was no sound, not a word.

At the same time, just now, a large group of very strange people also came to the parking lot, standing quietly aside and silently lined up, this group of people just now The black people were not right in the quiet place, they were too quiet.

The monitoring room on the first floor of the building.

The security guards in the house had all fallen in pools of blood, and several young children with silenced pistols in their hands looked at the corpses of the security guards who had fallen to the ground with cruel expressions, their eyes full of bloodlust.

The young man in his teenage years in the lead said in a loud voice to the neckline: "The monitoring room is occupied, and there are no casualties." The voice was very cold, without a trace of emotional fluctuations.

At this time, our protagonist is struggling in the bathroom on a certain floor of the building.

At a construction site not far from the Jinguo Shenci, dozens of Arabs dressed as workers gathered together, praying with holy faces and saying something strange in their mouths.

Only one of the two tanks is still on the construction site, and the other is nowhere to be found, completely missing.

Inside the tank cab, several tank crews looked down at the time, and there were still five minutes left before the scheduled time, and they looked at each other, their eyes were full of excitement and madness, and the whole person entered a state of madness.

A small pickup truck slowly drove into the construction site, and a Japanese got out of the car with a blank face, opened the trunk to reveal a neat array of weapons and ammunition, and began to distribute weapons and ammunition to the surrounding Arabs praying.

In a small farm town on the outskirts of Tokyo, a core group of Japanese Red Army members are gathering here, and the vanished tank is held in a roof outside the courtyard.

"Have you found out? Once the plan is successful, will it be confirmed that it will go this way? ”

"Check it out, this road is the fastest road to the city, there are two roads that started to be repaired a few days ago, and there are places where it takes at least half an hour to get to Xinchengsen Building!"

"Excellent! Very good! I've been waiting for this moment for a long time, hahahaha, gentlemen, come and drink this glass of wine, Amaterasu bless! ”

"Amaterasu bless."

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