The sound of the Kalashnikov echoes through the quaint Japanese streets, playing a bloody and murderous movement.

Of all the products designed by the Soviet Arsenal, none of them were as well-known and profitable as the Kalashnikov - the AK47, a sturdy firearm known to the Soviets as the Kalash and the Type 56 in China. Since its inception, it has been a favorite weapon of guerrilla fighters and bandits - a crude and cheap weapon, whether in swamps, deserts, ice and snow, or tropical jungles, it is the same leather and easy to maintain, with a low failure rate, and is strong and reliable. It will never break, jam or overheat, and will fire normally even when it is covered in mud and sand. Sometimes some of the AK's wooden trays have been soaked, but the gun is still working fine. It's also so easy to use that even a small child can use it. And they do. It is on Soviet coins, on the flag of Mozambique. It is one of the most powerful weapons of the twentieth century.

Although the shooting accuracy is a little unsatisfactory, the flaws are not concealed, and it is still popular shijie. To put it bluntly, far more people died under AK47 than by atomic bombs! At least 150,000 people die at gunpoint of AK47 every year.

It has long appeared widely in almost every hot spot from the Middle East to South America to Southeast Asia, and has been pirated by countless large and small manufacturers and even small handmade workshops. Allegedly, 112 countries, including China. There are more than 70 million replicas of Kalashnikov guns of various types. In some war-torn areas of Africa, it is often possible to exchange a bag of corn flakes for an AK47...... Of course, this AK47, which is only worth a bag of food, is naturally completely unsophisticated in terms of quality and wear and tear of the gun chamber.

At this moment, on the streets of Akasaka Town, whether it is the "Japanese right-wing civilian armed forces" that are attempting to attack the "Shiyuxuan" ryotei, in fact, most of them are Japanese Koreans. Or the Russian hairy men who rushed out of the box with mouthfuls of wine, most of them with this sturdy and durable weapon in their hands.

However, the same firearms were used in different hands. In the end, it will have a completely different effect.

-- Before the Russian comrades launched a counterattack, the attacking "illegal Korean forces in Japan" had an absolute superiority in firepower and numbers, although their marksmanship was extremely stinky. In addition, the surprise attack won the upper hand, but the security police, who only had a few dozen people and were mainly armed with pistols, were defeated and retreated, so they could only abandon the vehicles parked on both sides of the street and retreat to the inside of the "Shi Yuxuan" kiosk, relying on the fence and trees to confront it.

However, there are more than 20 Russian hairies staggering and spewing alcohol (of course, there are more than that, but this is the only one with spatial abilities who can pass through wormholes and come directly from Fukushima to Tokyo to drink flower sake). Immediately after shouting and raising Kalashnikov and grenade launchers into the battlefield, the situation immediately took a 180-degree turn.

“…… Well? Colonel Ihonovsky drunk? Now, then, it's up to me to assign everyone's tasks! ”

I saw Colonel Ihonovsky, the highest-ranking colonel present, who had drunk too much, and was already drunk. After no matter how much cold water was splashed, she couldn't get up at all, so Ms. Balalaika naturally took over the command and simply began to give orders, "...... Twelve men followed me and rushed out through the main entrance, five went around the enemy's flank to flank the enemy, and five zuihou went up to the roof to provide long-range cover. Got it?! ”

“…… Resolutely obey instructions! The half-awake and half-drunk Russian hairymen "snapped" and gave a military salute to Balalaika. …,

――Although she didn't know that it was weishenme, she did activate the atmosphere in an instant.

“…… Mmmm, ammunition and ordnance are all abundant now, let's shoot ten cloud burst shells first! ”

Under the command of Captain Balalaika, a pump-action grenade launcher with China Lake was lifted, which made the geisha, maids, and guests gasp on the sidelines, and made the Japanese security police and cabinet ministers who cooperated with the battle look a little sick.

“…… Hey, I have to say something. Cloudburst bombs on the streets of Akasaka? How many innocent civilians are you going to kill? ”

Seeing such a single soldier killing weapon, it was not only Wang Qiu who felt a lot of pressure as a military enthusiast with half a bucket of water. As the landlord, Prime Minister Kotori Yu Mahaku, couldn't help but twitch his brows, and immediately opened his mouth to dissuade him, but he was obviously ignored.

“…… Don't worry too much about such small things! Wang Yao patted her on the shoulder and comforted her very kindly, "...... With such a big mess tonight, it will definitely not be able to be suppressed without the death of one hundred and eight thousand unlucky eggs...... Please watch the killing with peace of mind! ”

“…… This kind of thing is not small at all! How can you make people not care?! Prime Minister Kotori Yu Mahaku smiled bitterly and said, "...... All in all, please try to avoid civilians! -- At least 100 lives have been lost tonight, and there may be thousands more later. Although this is also a condom sacrifice that cannot be helped, but ......"

“…… No one deserves to die or doesn't deserve to die, as long as he kills him, he will kill him...... If you really want to fight, where can you take care of so much? ”

With a look in his eyes, Captain Balalaika took a step forward and said to the little bird Yu Mahaku, "...... Dear Miss Prime Minister, although I can understand your feelings, please also remember that we are going to work hard now! So, please don't go too far! ”

She first rejected Prime Minister Xiaobirdyou's unreasonable request, and then turned around with an AK47 to continue to motivate her subordinates.

“…… Alright, warriors, the time has come to fight! Let the poor worms out there cry for me! Call it! Then let's all die! ”

As she spoke, Balalaika turned down the fast and slow machine, turned on the safety, and adjusted to semi-automatic gear.

“…… Ula - Let them see what the army is preparing to fight the Third Shijie War! ”

With the click of the bolt pulling open, the safety opening sounded with a click. The sound of the wind unsheathed the sword, and the half-drunk cheers, the Russian hairy men marched majestically to the battlefield...... A feast for warriors and outlaws began...... With a sharp whistling sound, ten rockets flew over the courtyard wall of the "Shi Yuxuan" pavilion and landed at the feet of the members of the violent group who were shooting across the alley from the Japanese security police. It exploded with a snap, hissing into a cloud of mist, but it didn't cause many casualties.

However. Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a spark lit up in the eerie smoke, followed by an earth-shattering explosion.

-- Aerosol clouds formed by fuel emitted from rocket bodies. In an instant, it turned into a terrifying fireball, and the terrifying shock wave swept across half a street like a wild horse like a wild horse.

Then, before the dust settled, ten more rockets burrowed into the smoke...... Rumble! Another big bang.

Under such a heavy and suppressive bombardment, the gunfire on the side of the gangs was temporarily silenced - although the mass killing weapon such as the cloud burst bomb should logically be in the indoor space to be most effective, but the narrow and compact traditional Japanese alley. The seven or eight feet wide street is only big enough for three or four people to walk side by side, and on both sides are the traditional Japanese-style longhouses crowded next to each other, and you can't even see the sky without looking up. So. Twenty cloud bombs hit them in one go, and immediately cement blocks burst out, walls collapsed and houses collapsed like pieces of paper, and the first half of the row of houses along the street were violently demolished, blasting out a large area of scorched earth, as well as a pile of telephone poles and street lamp poles. and broke ......... like a match,

Toppled buildings, bare steel bars, burning flames, and twisted corpses mingle with screaming wounded to create a horrific purgatory. The enemies who had been crowded on the opposite side of the alley were either blown away by the explosion or buried under the rubble, or were killed and injured by falling objects, and some were burned alive or electrocuted......

It was only at this time that these Korean thugs in Japan, who were raised by the Americans, finally had some vague and rough realizations -- the intensity of the street fights between the ordinary gangsters and gangsters could not be compared with the street battles of the regular army!

But at this point, it was too late to regret it—after the smoke had cleared a little, and before the rabble could crawl out of the rubble, a series of precise bursts of fire would have made them unable to lift their heads. Then, a string of grenades flew in the air, and several guys became trapeze...... Before these unlucky people who didn't know their lives and deaths landed, they were already beaten into a sieve by the rain of bullets in the air.

The same AK47 in the hands of experts such as Mao Tzu in Russia is obviously much more powerful than the Japanese violent group that has just learned how to do it -- the more than 170 members of the Japanese right-wing violent gang and the more than 20 security policemen fired fiercely for about five minutes at a distance of less than 50 meters, consuming tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition and several rockets, but the result was that no armed personnel on both sides were killed, only a few were grazed by stray bullets, and a number of onlookers suffered innocent ...... And now, in just one face, the Russian comrades inflicted at least forty or fifty casualties on their opponents.

“…… Very good! With the blessing of Kalashnikov, let's continue to pour ammunition on these scraps! ”

Captain Balalaika, who was very uplifted, threw his Soviet overcoat and jacket behind his back very handsomely, and rushed out with his gun raised while shouting loudly, and changed the magazine while fighting even more handsomely, and a series of bullet casings fell to the ground, knocking on the quaint bluestone slab ping-pong sound.

With her burst, the cover shots of the rest of the Russian hairy men also began to sweep intensively, plus pieces of grenades flew in the air. In an instant, several fire dragons in different directions almost swallowed the entire street, and the huge explosions and flames could be clearly heard even from a few kilometers away.

And the guts are not enough, and the marksmanship is obviously not very good, Wang Qiu, who wore a steel helmet and quietly glanced at the wall, and then sighed and put away the military coat that she threw out and hung on the wall, folded it and put it beside him - since he had to take it off when he fought, why did he put it on just now?

At the same time, fierce shootouts continued in the alleys.

Haven't yet attacked the kiosk where the target is. The gangsters who were hit head-on head-on, although they still had the advantage in numbers, but their morale had fallen to the bottom, and many of them did not listen to the orders of the leaders at all, so they left their bodies and wounded and fled in a hurry. And the rest did not dare to rush out of the shelter and fight against the approaching Russian Maozi, but shrank behind the wall and fired their guns indiscriminately from time to time.

Wait until the few guys who dare to put guns from windows and top probes on the wall. After being "named" by the Russian sharpshooters one by one, the remaining gangsters simply shrank into the house completely, and stopped talking and moving - they just pulled out their usual knives from their waists. Wait for your opponent to rush in hand-to-hand combat.

However, their understanding of modern warfare is a little too superficial - the way the regular army fights in the street and the gangsters fight is completely different.

Captain Balalaika was seen leaning against a blackened concrete wall. After silently gesturing to the soldiers behind him, a Russian GI carefully followed a tortuous route with two heavy cylindrical metal canisters on his back, avoiding enemy fire, approaching a house guarded by the enemy, and then raised the gun attached to the metal canister and pulled the trigger hard. …,

Suddenly, the dazzling light of the fire illuminated the dim alley, and a flame more than twenty meters long swept towards the dilapidated Japanese-style building—the next moment. The scene inside the fire is like hell on earth. The incendiary agent, which uses thickened gasoline as the main raw material, can burn all the way to people's bones in actual combat, and at this time, it adheres to the gangsters who are caught off guard, and immediately makes them let out a terrible scream, and the flames all over their bodies twitch and roll on the ground. It wasn't liberating until it burned into a ball of charcoal.

What's worse is that no matter how much others help to water and fight, it will not help, and it is even possible that even yourself will be stained by the flames...... At the same time, the irritating smoke produced also made the members of the uninformed violent group cry for a while, and even mistakenly thought that they had been poisoned by gas bombs.

A moment later. The fighting spirit of this rabble finally collapsed in this terrifying purgatory of fire. They no longer ignore the coercion and temptation of the big and small bosses, one by one they jump out of the window, jump over the wall, go through the back door, and take the back door, each taking shortcuts and slipping away, all of them wish that their parents would give them two more feet, and the faster they run, the better.

And halfway through the escape along the street, several more shells exploded above their heads...... So, the gang broke up completely...... More than 300 meters away, in a dark corner, looking at the "Korean Violent Group in Japan" that had been defeated almost instantly, and a certain small leader of the South Koreans who was running in front of him with blood streaming down his face to ask for help, Major Custer suddenly felt tears streaming down his face and a lot of pressure.

“…… What did you say? The enemy's fire is too heavy and you want me to send bombers, tanks and helicopter gunships to clear your way? Hmph, what a great idea! Next, do you want me to call a few Tomahawk cruise missiles to help you with targeted sniping? ”

Major Custer raised his strong arm in a fit of rage, punched the other man in two front teeth, and before the poor Korean could get up, he kicked him into the corner again, leaving him to bend like a shrimp and clutch his broken ribs......

In fact, if it were possible, why wouldn't the Major want to use drones and cruise missiles to carry out a "zero casualty" decapitation operation?

But the problem is that their assassination of the Japanese prime minister this time is completely talking about themselves behind the backs of the White House and the Pentagon. Trying to use heavy equipment such as tanks and helicopter gunships without being noticed by the surveillance and intelligence services is simply a delusional delusion.

Moreover, even with tanks and helicopters, there were no reliable pilots for a time - most of them were evacuated to the Ryukyus.

Therefore, all the support firepower brought by Major Custer this time was only a few mortars, and there were no trained artillerymen, except for the man-portable guns, rockets, and machine guns in the Humvee, and it was not until this defeat that the mortars finally let out their first roar under the "sharpening of the guns" operation of several gang members with flashlights and turning over manuals.

Then, at the place where the shells landed, there was immediately a piece of flesh and blood, ghosts and wolves howling...... The problem is that the dead and wounded are all deserters......

-- These "amateur gunners" who had only studied for a few hours lived up to their expectations and smashed all the shells on the heads of their own people, and by the way, a mortar blew up on the spot due to a mistake in operation, causing countless metal fragments to fly through the air in a volley, cutting off the arms, thighs, and heads of several gunners...... Major Custer immediately felt a darkness in front of him, and he barely regained his composure. …,

“…… There's no way, this gang of Korean waste is really useless, only we are on it! Fortunately, the enemy's main forces are estimated to have been diverted by these wastes, and the defense liliang around the prime minister should not be too ......"

He casually tore off the military uniform on his body, revealing the red and blue tights inside, and put down the cloak behind his back, and then said to his subordinates, "...... Now execute the predetermined plan, lift into the air as fast as you can, and then dive in...... Damn it! How are they?!! ”

- In the flickering firelight, he saw a blonde woman in a Soviet military overcoat, holding two fire-breathing AK47s, leisurely chasing the butts of the gangsters, reaping the lives of the burning streets...... The proud figure full of strength, the huge undisguised scar from the right side of her face to her neck, and the five-pointed star insignia on her military cap, made Major Custer recognize her identity at a glance......

-- It is an abominable specter that has been at odds with the United States of America since the end of the Cold War and has been haunted to this day!

“…… Damn, how are these ghosts in Tokyo? He lowered his voice and cursed, then immediately revised the battle order, "...... Now change Jihua and carry out the second backup plan - we attack from the ground! ”

“…… weishenme？ Sir? One of the subordinates asked suspiciously, "...... The success rate of the backup plan will be much lower! ”

“…… Because if you don't want to be yelled at, 'It's not scientific', and fall like a stone from mid-air, don't use your superpowers in front of those ghosts! Major Custer glared at him, "...... Alright, get the plastic explosives! (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )RV