Moments later, with the help of a number of gang gang members who had been found through unknown means, and a Metropolitan Police Department mobile team that had been urgently transferred, a decent missile launch site was quickly cleared out of Ikebukuro North Exit Chinatown.

-- The mobile team was originally mobilized to fight the Fukushima Rebellion and disaster relief, but before it could get there, the reactor caught fire and exploded, and the radiation intensity was so intense that no one could stay still, so the mobile team was withdrawn to Tokyo. Then, before they could return to the Metropolitan Police Department to take a breath, they were transferred here by order of the Prime Minister's Office...... However, under the general interest of saving Tokyo, they performed quite hard.

Immediately after confirming that the Yokota base, Zama Barracks, and Atsugi airfield of the US forces stationed in Japan had been basically evacuated, the prime minister's official residence in Nagata Town, a secret department in Beijing, and a secret base in Siberia all sent an order to the Ikebukuro area to "start the operation."

At 2:15 a.m., four large ultra-long-range tactical cruise fire-fighting missiles produced by China North Industries Corporation, accompanied by a huge whistling sound and orange-red tail flames, rose from the parking lot near the "SF Express" in Chinatown at the north exit of Ikebukuro, raising an overwhelming cloud of choking smoke and dust.

-- The distance between Tokyo and Fukushima is about 200 kilometers, and only these four largest ultra-long-range missiles can reach it.

Seeing the huge missiles spewing flames from the ground, the Japanese police and members of the violent gang who were present all let out cheers of relief.

No matter how different their statuses may be, one thing is common – no one wants to see Tokyo become a wasteland.

Of course. They pretended to be kamikaze fighters during the Pacific War, wrapped strips of white cloth with the words "victory" and "serve the country" written on them, drank a glass of sake, and then drove a plane laden with boric acid, cement, and fire extinguishing agent in the bushido spirit of "one machine for another", shouting the tragic slogan "Kudansakami", and crashing headlong into the raging flames of the Fukushima nuclear power plant. Saving Japan's Tens of Millions of People...... I'm afraid it's not enough. However, if they are asked to do some auxiliary work in a relatively safe place, they should still be able to exert super-first-class sincerity and unity, hard work and efficiency.

However, after the arrangement is done. The Chinese personnel drove them away, which made the Japanese feel very unhappy. But seeing that the Minister of Defense and a number of cabinet members - even though it is a hilarious AKB idol cabinet - are supervising here, there is no nonsense.

And on the other side. The Chinese personnel who actually operated the missile launch felt a little bored -- according to Wang Qiu's personal observation standing behind the launch vehicle's operating console, in order to take care of the firefighters' cultural level, the control system of this domestically produced firefighting missile is completely fool-type, and can only be used to bombard fixed targets on the ground, and has no ability to resist interference. When it is launched, as long as it directly inputs the accurate ground latitude and longitude, connects to the Beidou satellite positioning system, and then starts the infrared thermal energy tracking device, there is no need to worry about the missile not drilling into the fire.

After all. This is not a military missile that soars on the battlefield, but a cheap and simple civilian version that can be guided by satellites in a big way, without worrying about radio interference. The target of the capture is not a well-concealed enemy, but a large fireball that is obvious to the extreme.

But here's the thing. Of the four missiles, only three managed to leave the Tokyo metropolitan area and continue north to the blazing Fukushima nuclear power plant.

“…… Odd! There was actually a missile that lost its signal? Did something go wrong and hit something in the sky over Tokyo? ”

Comrade Maimat, who proclaimed himself the "Interim Commander-in-Chief of the Missile Forces in Japan," scratched his head in some confusion, but he did not take it to heart very much -- he was assembling a "flying water pipe" on the spot in Palestine with fertilizer fuel and Laiyang steel pipes. When Israeli settlements are "forcibly demolished" in the form of sneak attacks, the hit rate is usually a quarter of the same, and the rest of the rockets fall into the middle of the road. Naturally, smashing flowers and plants is not worth mentioning, but smashing the house and killing people, there is nothing to say in that troubled place where people die every day. …,

Moreover, in order to save fuel, the conventional flight altitude of this cruise missile for firefighting is only 500 to 800 meters, although it far exceeds the height of the vast majority of artificial buildings, but it is absolutely impossible for ordinary aircraft to lower to this altitude over large cities. And in the midst of the current chaos of riots, blackouts, and nuclear crises, no one is expected to have a midnight air show over Tokyo, playing paramotor and hang gliding......

Even if this missile accidentally hits a certain advertising airship that has not had time to pull down, forced by the current general situation, the owner who has suffered the loss will definitely have to blame himself for his bad luck, swallow his anger, and consider himself unlucky -- now is the time for you to sacrifice for the country!

So, the missile that lost its signal, no matter what it hit, it didn't matter at all.

In Palestine, where there were two human bombs in three days, and the dead were as easy as dead ants, and the turbulent place where the dead were as easy as dead ants, Comrade Maimaiti, who had always been seriously lacking in discipline, made such an assertion in his own heart.

Then he turned his attention to the nearby clearing, where in the void not far from the ground hung a hole about the size of a leather ball, which defied all physical common sense. The edge of the cave glowed with a dazzling silver light, but in the center of the cave was the deepest darkness, contrasting sharply with its surroundings, as if leading to some unimaginable end.

-- This is a wormhole used for space travel, and at the other end of the hole is the terrifying Fukushima radiation zone......

At this moment, Comrade Wang Qiu is sweating profusely as a porter, using his spatial abilities to teleport one short-range firefighting missile launcher, one water-spraying firefighting tank, one fixed eight-pack firefighter launcher, and one after another of the shoulder-mounted individual firefighting missiles to the Fukushima radiation zone at the other end of the wormhole -- a large ultra-long-range tactical cruise fire-fighting missile with a maximum range of up to 400 kilometers. At present, there are only four samples that have been launched in the Ikebukuro area to participate in the International Fire Fighting Supplies Exhibition and Sales Conference.

As for the remaining firefighting missiles, they are all small and medium-sized goods with a range of no more than 30 kilometers, and they cannot be launched directly from Tokyo and then fly all the way to the Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Power Station, where new launch positions must be established close to the fire site.

On the other hand, they want to expose the self-defense forces to deadly radiation. Lifting missiles into the Fukushima radiation zone with a large helicopter is basically an impossible task -- so Wang Qiu and the others have to do it themselves. Accomplish this arduous transportation work.

“…… How long will it take to finish moving all this firefighting equipment? Comrade Wang Qiu? Maimaiti asked with a frown, "...... Our time is already tight, and we don't know how long the containment of the remaining reactors in Fukushima will last. In addition, the commissioning of these missiles is cumbersome......"

“…… It's almost there, please wait a little longer, another quarter of an hour should be about the same! ”

Wang Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and activated his ability again, causing a container of fire-extinguishing missiles to disappear in an instant.

Until this time, you city managers did not know how much trouble this missing missile would cause you......

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The small trainer with the blue and white military insignia made a few spins over Tokyo at night, and then flew towards the harbor to the southeast.

Sergeant Field, who is attached to the Marine Corps and currently guest pilots. Somewhat bored, while whistling, overlooking the huge city under the dark sky, the little glimmer between the countless high-rise buildings, converged into another more brilliant sea of stars. …,

-- Although this man-made sea of bright stars has lost a lot of color in this turbulent night.

Field barely made out his bearings. While piloting an old propeller trainer, it flew low above Tokyo.

The propeller trainer he is currently piloting is an antique that has long been obsolete by history, and the dust that has accumulated in the corner of the hangar at the Yokota base for an unknown amount of time looks like a product of the World War II era at first glance. To say what other military role it can play is simply nonsense. Even the toys used as flying enthusiasts are a little outdated and outdated - so its only use is to train boring newcomers.

However, in the process of organizing a large-scale retreat from the whole base this time, in the spirit of "leaving not a single stitch or thread", this ancient propeller training plane was turned over by the officials of the quartermaster department and was ready to be taken away together. However, although the structure of this single-seat trainer is light enough to land on the lawn, it is not foldable after all, and it is too late to disassemble it for a while, so it cannot be stuffed into the cabin of the transport aircraft in an emergency.

As a result, the only way to get this trainer out of the Yokota base as soon as possible was to have people fly it to Yokosuka -- due to the serious aging of the fuel tanks and oil pipes, the plane's endurance was only an extremely pitiful 500 kilometers, and it could not reach the Okinawa base in any way.

At this time, the entire Yokota base was busy with a big move, and all fighters, transport planes, tankers, and helicopters were taking off and landing frequently. There was no spare professional pilot to fly this old antique, and the relevant departments had no choice but to solicit volunteers from other units.

So, Sergeant Field, who had been in the flying club for a while in China, was fortunate enough to come into contact with the same type of aircraft as this antique training plane, and drove a pesticide-splasing plane for a few months on his uncle's farm in Texas as a part-time worker.

However, when Sergeant Field actually took to the air, he realized that he had seriously underestimated the difficulty of night flight, and had forgotten much of what he had learned in the flying club - no plane for several years in a row would make even a talented pilot feel uncomfortable - and as a result, he not only deviated from the regular course and stumbled into the brightly lit city of Tokyo, but also pressed the altitude so low that he almost crashed into a naval helicopter that was evacuating diplomats from the embassy in Tokyo - As a result, he was immediately scolded on the radio by the base tower, the Navy helicopter pilot, and a bunch of other unknown guys......

Because the scolding of so many people was so noisy, the noise made him dizzy. Unable to concentrate on flying the plane, Sergeant Field simply turned off the on-board radio talker, hoping that one ear would be clear—so he didn't receive a vital communication.

In addition, in order to avoid overloading the old trainer aircraft, Sergeant Field's on-board radar was not turned on - after all, this is a peaceful Tokyo, not war-torn Iraq and Afghanistan. There will be no terrible anti-aircraft missiles flying in the sky......

Well, what's that? Noticing the sudden appearance of several bright spots in the dark sky, Sergeant Field blinked curiously.

And then. In the next moment, his face turned pale—those things...... It seems to be ...... Missile?! What the hell is this!!

――A faint cloud that spreads over Tokyo reflects the lights of the metropolis. Shine a light on several flying objects that are trailing in the distance with flames and smoke! With their streamlined shells, wide, angular tails and flanks, and lulling orange tail flames, they whizzed over countless huge skyscrapers and swooped in the direction of Sergeant Field's trainer! …,

Without waiting for Sergeant Field to react, in his pupils that were as wide as a cat's eye, the UFO in the front of the "suspected missile" had already dragged a long tail flame and white smoke straight under his wing. This was followed by the second, the third...... Three UFOs in a row "suspected missiles". All passed under the trainer without any trouble.

But the problem is that Zuihou's highest-flying "suspected missile" crashed straight into Sergeant Field's antique trainer plane!

Suddenly, poor Sergeant Field was horrified. The whole body stiffened for a moment, as if wrapped in a cement shell.

“…… God~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

As a rookie pilot with obviously poor psychological qualities, Sergeant Field's first reaction in his mind at the critical moment after the "missile attack" was not to dodge the plane, nor to call for help and warning on the ground, nor to release the jamming bait - of course, his antique trainer plane was not equipped with such an advanced thing at all - but to scream hysterically. Just start the ejection seat!

So, accompanied by a white umbrella flower blooming in the night sky, the large ultra-long-range tactical cruise firefighting missile produced by China North Industries Group, dragging a long flame and white smoke, finally hit the old American propeller training plane abandoned by the pilot, and then exploded violently in the air, igniting a fireworks flower representing destruction in the night sky!

All of a sudden, metal fragments of various aircraft and missiles, aviation gasoline and solid missile fuel that had not yet been burned, as well as the leaked dry powder fire extinguishing agent, all fell down one after another like scattered flowers and fell on the ground in a radius of thousands of meters, causing the unsuspecting Tokyo citizens to suffer an unwarranted disaster, the lucky Haode was only drenched with dry powder to extinguish the fire, the unlucky ones were smashed on the roof, and the worst luck was even directly hit on the head, or the roof was ignited by the "sky fire...... Double-digit casualties were soon produced.

What's even more tragic is that for the citizens of Tokyo on this day, there is no shortage of all kinds of things that are written as "surprises" and read as horrors.

――On the ground at this time, Tokyo Governor Kamijo Keikatsu, who had just forcibly flagged down a taxi and made a difficult way around the rioted neighborhood from the Metropolitan Police Department to Ikebukuro, was almost stunned and mentally broken when he saw a dazzling fireball arc in the night sky, accurately hitting the top of Tokyo Tower, a landmark building in Tokyo, which is 333 meters high...... Then, just like the classic shots of Japanese tokusatsu films with the theme of cosmic monsters since the 60s of the last century, the lights of Tokyo Tower went out in an instant, and the tower began to collapse from the top......

In fact, with a firefighting missile without a high-explosive warhead and an old-fashioned single-seater propeller trainer, it would have been impossible to inflict any structural damage on the towering Tokyo Tower in the same way that it had hit the massive airliner of the Twin Towers in New York -- it was as incredible as a dragonfly trying to knock over a dog.

But the problem was that this time the impact was so high that it hit the fragile radio transmitting antenna at the very top of Tokyo Tower, so a section of the antenna more than 10 meters high was broken at the waist and then crashed down from a height of more than 300 meters, causing a new wave of great panic......

A moment later, in the SF Express parking lot of Chinatown at the north exit of Ikebukuro, the Chinese and Japanese personnel who were finally moving a firefighting missile launcher from Zuihou and were about to move to the Fukushima front line to continue extinguishing the fire suddenly received bad news and good news.

The bad news is that despite the fact that the air traffic control center controlled by the US military stationed in Japan had been notified in advance, the firefighting missile that lost its signal over Tokyo shot down a US fixed-wing trainer plane...... What's worse is that the wreckage of the two smashed into the top of the Tokyo Tower as it fell, smashing a radio transmission antenna – a terrible news that was quickly turned into a terrifying "Tokyo Tower Falls" under the exaggerated and processed by the news media, who feared that the world would not be chaotic!!

The worst thing is that although the head of the bird bird expressed his understanding for the accident, the US military stationed in Japan did not hesitate to send people to kill him.

The good news is that Zhongnanhai and the Comintern have finally made up their minds and invested their blood and money to mobilize an unprecedentedly powerful Liliang to support the operation, and the first batch of anti-radiation special forces assigned and dispatched by the Comintern have boarded and set off from the Russian Far East Primorsky region......

A cold wind from Siberia is about to sweep over the Japanese archipelago, which is shivering in radiation...... (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )