Just after Hada made up and fled, less than two hours later, the defense line of the Republic of Java on the front line collapsed under the terrifying fire of the 305mm naval guns, and those frightened ** screamed in horror and fled in all directions, and behind them, BT7s roared and ran over them while knocking them down.

"Execute these reactionaries!"

Holding the MP40 submachine gun, Aidi shouted while strafing at several ** who raised their hands in surrender, on both sides of him, those subordinates who swept by like a tide were also doing the same thing with the rifles in their hands, here are all Sukarno's cronies, and they are all unstable factors, and there is no room for warmth.

At the same time, the city of Yogyakarta was also full of smoke, and the city's social workers saw that their people had broken through the defenses, and of course they would not continue to hibernate, and those who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make a windfall also came out, and indispensable activities such as robbery, rape, and vendetta spread throughout the city, and this ancient Javanese king was immediately turned into a hell of blood and fire.

The SWs who had invaded the city were not interested in these trivial matters, and the forwards, led by Aidi, rushed straight to Sukarno's presidential palace under the open of the tank, but when they arrived, they found that Sukarno was already standing in front of the door, and there was no one by his side to protect him.

Tokyo, at midnight, outside a sizable manor.

"There's someone in the room on the right."

A Jinyiwei agent lying on a tree whispered into the communicator with a large binocular thermal imager.

In the manor, Yang Xun pointed to the right, and the two agents behind him turned their heads and got in, and in less than thirty seconds, they came out with **, they were originally in front of the team and replaced with the back of the team, and not far behind them, there were two wolf dogs that were shot dead by darts. And in the room they had just entered, a young man on the bed was convulsing on the tatami mat, blood gushing out of the throat, and beside him was a verdict issued by the Supreme Court of the Ming Empire.

"There are two rooms on the left!"

Outside, in the trees, the agent was like a judge in the Yama Temple, holding a thermal imaging camera and ticking off the execution list one by one.

The two agents, who were notified, quickly burrowed into the room next to them.

The killing was carried out quietly, the whole manor was silent, and the sleeping Hatohiko of the Asahika Palace did not know that his family was being wiped out at this time, the signatory of the Nanjing Massacre Order, the real culprit of the big tu killing, but because he was exempted from responsibility by the royal family of the Japanese Kingdom, and lived to die in his eighties, he was now asleep, and he slept very peacefully, and the 300,000 unjust souls in Nanjing would not affect his sleep at all.

But the dead have nothing to do with him, but the living will not let him go.

In the faint moonlight, Yang Xun stood beside him quietly, then took out the photo in his hand and turned on the flashlight to shine on his face.

"Who?"

Hatohiko, who was awakened by the light, suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted while blocking the light, while touching the side with his other hand.

The agent who had already cut the throat of the woman next to him reached forward and pressed it directly against his neck, while another agent snatched the pistol he had hidden next to him.

Hatohiko of Asaka Palace looked at the young men in black in front of him in horror, but he also came down from the battlefield, quickly regained his composure, and asked indifferently: "Who are you, if you are seeking wealth, everything is easy to say, and if you are seeking revenge, you can also say it clearly!" ”

Yang Xun looked at him, put the photo in front of him and compared it carefully, and made sure that he was not looking for the wrong person, so he took out a document and opened it.

"Chaoxiang Palace Hatoyan masterminded the Nanjing Tu killing, committed the crime of great rebellion, convicted, according to the Ming Law ** Article The judgment is as follows, sentenced to death, and razed the nine clans, Yang Feng, the highest judge of the Supreme Court of the Ming Empire.

Here's your verdict! ”

Yang Xun sneered and read the verdict, and then threw it next to him, and Hatohiko, who had already understood what the situation was, changed his face drastically, and he opened his mouth to shout, but before he could make a sound, a fist fell heavily on his head, and this guy passed out with his head tilted.

"Let's go!"

Yang Xun beckoned, and the two agents immediately took the tape to quickly tie the mouth of the Asaka Palace, and all the hands and feet were tied, and dragged him out one by one, at this time, the other agents had already cut the throats of all the living people in this manor, and even the fish pond was poured with poison, so they converged and quickly left from the main entrance, and the agent on the tree came down, and everyone retreated quietly according to the set route.

"Why haven't they done it yet?"

In a car on the side of the road not far from here, a Mi agent was looking at his watch blankly, obviously according to the time when Yang Xun and the others got out of the car, they should also do it.

"Don't worry so much, just wait if you don't hear any movement."

Holden, who was smoking a cigarette next to him, said.

"They're in the car!"

Just then, the agent guarding the radio behind them suddenly exclaimed.

", so efficient?"

Horton's eyes almost popped out in shock, and he choked on a puff of cigarette and coughed violently.

"Ma, it's much stronger than us!"

The agent next to him muttered to himself in shock.

Well, these agents of the United States were indeed stunned, and of course they would not look down on these fledgling rookies, even if these people were the famous Otto. Skorzny was trained, but rookies are rookies after all, and they can't be put in the eyes of these former Strategic Intelligence Agency elites who followed Donovan at the beginning.

But the reality is that these people have done something that even they can't do, and even they can't guarantee that they will get Hatohiko Asaka Palace away silently in such a short time.

Of course, they won't do much, as long as the Japanese don't call the police, the U.S. military will continue to pretend that they don't know, but unfortunately, the Ming brocade guards are not prepared to stop here.

"They didn't follow the prescribed route!"

At this time, the soldier guarding the radio suddenly exclaimed again.

Yang Xun, who has been here for four years, still needs them to demarcate a route, these Mi agents can't catch up with him to be familiar with the terrain! What's more, this guy is not satisfied with the simple achievement of capturing Hatohiko Asakamiya at all. On the two Dodge trucks prepared for them by the Americans, two 40 grenade launchers were being assembled while driving, and two huge 50-round cartridge boxes were filled with grenades filled with shalin, and the two trucks stopped on a street, and then the two grenade launchers were pointed forward.

Less than two hundred meters away from them was the Imperial Palace.

(Thanks to book friend Lyndon Honghao and Wang Wan for your (?) ―？ Thankful tip)