Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Dog Flute

At 9:30 in the afternoon, Mizuno took the elevator to the ground floor. He looked around at the exit next to the building and saw a small foreign-made black car waiting for him in a corner of the parking lot with its motor beeping. This is an oberu Gabidan Dutch car that is commonly seen in taxis. Since it is a product of the 1960s, its appearance is already old. After being eliminated by Daiwa Xingxing Motor Company, it was changed to a white plate as a general-purpose car. Continue to serve over time. Mizuno walked towards the car with a cigarette in his mouth.It was cold outside, and even though he turned up his collar, the chill came through.

There were three men sitting in the car, one was Ozawa, leaning on the back seat, his feet stretched out arrogantly, a heavy golf bag on his lap, and a rubber cover on his injured index finger. Sitting next to Ozawa was Minister Ishizaki, with a pipe dangling from his mouth and a pair of wide-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. The head of the class, Wu Dao, sat on the assistant seat of the car. He was not as crazy as Ozawa, but he was bold, careful, skilled, and eloquent, so Zhang Ben loved him very much. "Go ahead, the destination is the place the manager said." Ishizaki, who was sitting in the back, said to Mizuno who opened the car door.

"Okay." Mizuno sat on the driver's seat, put the speed control lever to the second position, and said to himself: "Which road should I take to get to Koshu Street? Cross the Shibuya Waterway Line, and then take Daita Bridge, yes." "No, go through Chutai from the Outer Ring Road!" Ozawa yelled dissatisfied, as if everything Mizuno said made him angry. Mizuno nodded obediently and started the car.At first he thought he stepped on the accelerator by mistake, and the car rushed out.Mizuno hastily shifted the speed lever to the next gear. Ozawa raised his head and laughed, and Takeshima, who was sitting on the assistant's seat, said solemnly to Mizuno who looked a little embarrassed:

"Surprised? This car has a dilapidated body, but the engine and transmission inside have been replaced with high-performance ones. The maximum speed can reach 170 kilometers." "No wonder!" Mizuno said and drove Auberu, who had already entered Rong Street, to Daxiang Street, and quickly got used to the accelerator. Shibuya at 9:30 in the evening is full of people who are having fun, and the streets are smoky and messy.The taxi, like a small house mouse, now and then dodges the drunken passengers staggering and staggering in the driveway, and sometimes causes a squeaking sound when it brakes suddenly.

Mizuno drove honestly at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.However, high-speed engines are prone to vibrations at low speeds. "What a loser! This area was negotiated between Dahe Xingxing and the police. It doesn't matter how fast you drive: even if you catch it, you can be released without charge. Don't drive so slowly like a fucking woman!" Ozawa spoke harshly while blowing smoke towards Mizuno's neck. "Well, I seem to be a little scared." Mizuno replied, putting the speed control lever back to second gear, and stomping on the accelerator hard.The specially made engine let out a low but powerful roar, and the car accelerated rapidly.The backs of the people sitting in the car were hit hard by the seat.

Mizuno caught up with the speeding car in front, shuttled left and right and overtook it, scaring the taxi driver to sound the siren desperately. "Yes! That's it!" Ozawa screamed. Ishizaki, who was sitting on the side, took away the cigarette from his mouth and said to Mizuno: "Enough is enough. Mr. Fujino, we have all learned your superb driving skills. It doesn't matter if you meet the police at the police station, but it will be troublesome if you are spotted by a patrol car." Mizuno then slowed down the speed again.Ozawa twisted his face in dissatisfaction, knocked on the golf bag on his knees and refuted Ishizaki:

"The patrol cars are scared of him! They'll run away screaming when they see my gun." Ishizaki tried his best to avoid friction with Ozawa, and pressed Ozawa's hand. "Let go of me, you stinky intellectual! I can't stand your orders!" Ozawa showed his sharp canine teeth. "If I'm wrong, I apologize to you! Just please don't bring out that short guy on this occasion. If there are some troubles in important things, it will be bad." Ishizaki coaxed Ozawa like a child. "Well, I'll bear with it, then. Damn it, it'd be a lot of fun to get a kick out of here."

Ozawa yelled.He leaned his head against the back of the seat.He picked up a cigarette.Ishizaki graciously took out the lighter and lit it for him. "This mad dog!" Mizuno, with his back turned to Ozawa, felt uneasy. He couldn't guarantee that he would not be suddenly attacked by Ozawa. Oberu Mizuno turned right at the intersection of Yoyogi Fuka Street.At this time, the traffic has decreased, and you can go straight to Daita Bridge. But Mizuno still did as Ozawa said, passed through the first stage, and the car turned right after driving on the Shibuya Waterway for a while.Ozawa was satisfied that Mizuno did as he wanted.

The car passed through the circular street where the shops were about to close, and then passed the Keio Line railway crossing and entered Koshu Street.Turn left again; Mizuno drove Oberu obediently following the traffic at a speed of 50-60km. "That bastard named Penny won't break the contract, will he?" Takeshima, who was sitting next to Mizuno, turned around and told Ishizaki behind him that he was smoking a cigarette boredly while adjusting the heater. "No problem! If we use money as bait, that guy may be a little scared; but we use anesthetics, and that guy will give it to us even if he smashes the warehouse." Ishizaki laughed softly.

"However, I always feel that black people don't keep their promises." "Better than a Jew. Well, you know how that Penny got the tox?" "Needless to say, it must have been when he was fooling around with women!" Ozawa said loudly. "However, that guy wasn't because of this. In the first confrontation with the communist army on the Korean battlefield, his waist was discounted, so he was sent to the retreating troops. This guy was still scared to death. He was afraid all day long. Discovered by the communist army, he hid in the octopus tank for three days and nights and did not dare to come out. Because he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it, that guy took all the painkillers that were allocated to him, and as a result, he fell down. This disease. Now he is a lieutenant in the Air Force Gendarmerie." Ishizaki said with relish.

Koshu Street becomes very narrow from the side of Shimayama, and only two cars can go side by side.The road is full of large trucks and white-plate cars coming from the suburbs. Unfortunately, the road has widened again, but because the road is being repaired, we can only walk on one side. At this moment the road split in two, Oberu turned to the right, and with difficulty reached the highway. Mizuno drove the car very cautiously, limiting the speed to 80 kilometers, which was still far from the speed that Phi patrol cars could track. After getting on the seat, the impatient Ozawa took out the short machine gun from the golf bag, and knocked the large magazine that could hold 50 rounds into the magazine cabinet. This short organization has a long name: TOMI-TOMUSUN·SABUMAXINGAN.There are five or six large disc-shaped magazines full of bullets hidden in Ozawa's golf bag. "Please, don't use this thing unless it is absolutely necessary, because if you put your finger on it, you will definitely kill someone." Ishizaki spoke in a flattering tone to the interpreter who was caressing the short machine gun in a daze. "I know, don't keep interrupting." Ozawa muttered dissatisfiedly, and put the submachine gun into the golf bag, but the magazine was still exposed. The road ahead gradually widened, and the cars on the road were driving fast.A row of US military vehicles was rumbling forward at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour. Not far from the intersection of the two lines of the Koshu Highway, Oberu drove into Lichuan, and the car made a big right turn at the traffic control platform and entered the street.After all, it was Ozawa, who had already covered the exposed magazine with his overcoat. The car drove near the train station.Here is another world, full of official government agencies along the street, dazzling billboards and English wide rainbow signboards.The waitresses stood at the door, pulling the soldiers' clothes courteously. "Damn it, if you were stepped on by a woman, you wouldn't pretend to be serious, would you?" Ozawa scolded with a smile. Cross the air bridge next to the vegetable market, drive past rows of shops, and on the left is the broad air force base connecting Tachikawa, Sunagawa, and Akishima. "Okay, I'll start from here." Takeshima, who was sitting on the assistant's seat, said to Mizuno, who was holding the steering wheel, near the Labor Standards Inspection Office with the lights off.Mizuno stopped the car quietly, and from here, the sound of take-off and landing of jet planes at the base could be heard. Maybe the smuggling of the pistol was a trap, and who might hit my black gun here, Mizuno thought so and got out of the car.Be careful!Instead of walking in front, Mizuno walked around the back of the car and sat in the assistant's seat that Takeshima had sat in. Takeshima activated Oberu.From here, you can see the civilian airport and some factories to the right, and to the left, you can see a green street spreading out in the heavily guarded fence. giant transport aircraft. Takeshima drove in from the green street behind the Tachikawa base.The guard guarding the corner gate was carrying a carbine, and there was still tea-colored spittle from chewing tobacco on his mouth. The base is very wide, and it will take some time to go around to the back door. At this time, the nearby houses have turned off the lights and went to sleep. The car finally arrived at the back gate of the base across Akishima.The streets behind were completely quiet, and Takeshima stopped the car in a dark place where the night lights couldn't reach the mountain behind the West Cordo shooting range.A tall iron fence and metal mesh separated the base from the road. The clock was almost eleven o'clock, the interior lights were silently turned off, and the indicator lights went out.It was pitch black inside the car.Only the fluorescent light of the watch glowed. "Go down and see the situation." Ishizaki said to the two sitting in front.Takeshima and Mizuno got out of the car and walked along the metal mesh and iron fence until they reached the deep part of the base. Not a single star in the sky.It can be clearly seen by the lights in the base: there is a large pile of charred fighter jet wreckage on the opposite side of the iron fence, ammunition depots and weapon depots are scattered on the left side of it, and the red warning lights are constantly flashing. It is the duty office of the military police and guards, a solid two-story building like a warehouse. On the right was the glider track, a strip of white under the streetlights, on which the jeeps ran back and forth.The garage at the end is as wide as a big factory.The conning tower shoots searchlights into the air and keeps spinning. There are simple cabins scattered all over the side of the glider.This is an old military brig called a monkey room.At this time, there was no light in any room. "You disabled the mad dog Ozawa, didn't you? That guy will always hold a grudge, you'd better be careful with him." Takeshima said to Mizuno in a friendly tone. "Thank you for your attention. You know that I am a person who likes to be carefree, so don't worry, there will be no problems." Mizuno shrugged his shoulders and said. A meeting with Lieutenant Beni's Gendarmerie was agreed at two o'clock in the morning.Telling us to stay here three hours in advance is too early... Mizuno thought bitterly. However, when he saw the large tongs and oxygen burner that Ozawa moved out of the car, he understood it in his heart. There are police patrol cars patrolling the back street from time to time, and the guards inside the fence come out to patrol about every hour.It is the task of Mizuno and Takeshima to find the guards as soon as possible and report to Ozawa. The oxygen burner is hidden in the suitcase at the rear of the car, and it is covered with something, so ordinary people can't find it.Oxygen was contained in a tube, and Ozawa carried it to an iron fence with a metal mesh. No car passed by on the road.Ozawa ignited oxygen and burned it towards an iron fence railing.As a red flame shot out, a big hole was burned out in the metal mesh, and purple sparks splashed onto Ozawa who was operating. "This was discussed with Lieutenant Beni. The purpose is to make outsiders think that someone outside broke the fence and sneaked into the warehouse." Takeshima watched the movements inside the base intently, and explained to Mizuno. Ozawa focused the flames on the half of the iron fence and continued to burn: since the iron rod was three centimeters thick, it was difficult to deal with. Ozawa, who was concentrating on cutting, had the same expression on his face as when he was holding a short machine gun, and he became in a trance.He is always like this, whenever he destroys something, his small body will release inexhaustible energy, no matter whether the opponent is alive or inanimate, he will feel a kind of pleasure. Three minutes later, the thick iron fence turned into a pile of orange soft sticky candies.Ozawa picked up the pair of pliers and cut off the softened part, and then moved the flame to the half-person-high concrete near the iron fence. At this time, Mizuno found two guards coming out of the duty room of the base, and he pulled Ravu Island's sleeve. "Go back to the car!" Wu Dao said, walking quickly to Ozawa, gently reminding Ozawa: "The patrol is coming." Although Ozawa showed his boss's dissatisfaction, he turned off the oxygen and put it in the trunk of the car.Takeshima put the lid on him. When Ozawa got into the back seat and Takeshima sat in the driver's seat, Mizuno had already returned to the passenger seat. Takeshima started the engine that hadn't cooled down, and quickly drove out of the car.The orange-red light on the iron bars of the fence has also gradually cooled and faded, and turned into the same color as the darkness again. Takeshima deliberately drove slowly on the back street of the base, and when he walked nearly 300 meters, he happened to meet the patrol car of the Air Force Police.Fortunately, they didn't have any doubts about Oberu and the iron fence. After driving another 500 meters or so, Takeshima stopped the car for fifteen minutes, and then drove back slowly.When the car passed by the scene, they clearly saw two guards with chewing gum in their mouths, patrolling along the inside of the fence.Probably because of the frightening darkness around the scene, the two guards quickly walked away from there. Five minutes later, Oberu returned to the scene, Takeshima and Mizuno continued to watch the wind, and Ozawa continued to burn the unbroken iron fence.Due to the support of the tension of the metal mesh, the broken iron fence could not fall down for a while.The next step was to use the pliers to cut through the surrounding metal mesh and create a hole for a person to enter and exit. everything's ready. It was still early, and there was still some time before the agreed two o'clock in the morning, so the three of them returned to the car and drove to Fusheng Road, the street of the American family members, to pass the remaining time. When Oberu returned to the scene at the back gate of the Lichuan base, it was already five minutes to two in the morning.Ozawa quickly completed the last procedure—cutting off the metal mesh, causing the iron fence hanging from it to fall down, and opening a hole half a meter square. At this time, everything on the base was completely silent, the noise of the planes, the sounds of jeeps and large trucks on the gliding path, all fell silent. It's two o'clock in the morning.The group of Yamato Xingxing, who closed the car windows, endured the cold, pricked up their ears, and opened their eyes wide, began to hear footsteps coming from the shooting range.The air suddenly became tense. In the darkness, a big man wearing a military cap and combat uniform came over.When he approached the fence, the man's black face merged with the night, and it was difficult to see even the hemp. Ishizaki turned on the lighter, and signaled to the man with his own face. With the faint light, he could clearly see Lieutenant Beni's face, which was almost purple. The lieutenant's eyes seemed to be unable to calm down due to fear, constantly rolling his eyes like fish maws.Inserted in the belt of the combat uniform is a 45mm Crott army pistol.He carried a large wooden box and a large metal box in both hands; his black lids were covered with sweat. Ishizaki got out of the car and stood facing the lieutenant across the fence. The difference in height between the two was at least 30 centimeters, and the difference in weight was about 50 kilograms. "How many?" Ishizaki asked in a low voice in English through the metal mesh. "One shot, one thousand rounds of bullets. You can only give you so much at one time, and any more will be inappropriate." The lieutenant put down the things he was carrying, and replied with a unique black voice. "Okay then, I can only ask you to help me next time, and I'll contact you by phone. Here, this is the reward, and it's fifty grams. For you, there can't be a better deal than this." Ishizaki easily took out the bulging rubber bag from his pocket, and handed it to the lieutenant from outside the net. The lieutenant let out a groan like a hungry ghost rushing for food, and snatched it, quickly untied the rubber bag, sniffed the smell of the anesthetic, and let out a long and satisfied breath. After closing the bag and putting it in his inner pocket, the lieutenant threw the wooden box and the metal box to Ishizaki from the fence that Ozawa had broken. "Then, I'll contact you next time." Ishizaki staggered back to the car carrying two large boxes.Inside the door, Ozawa aimed his submachine gun nervously at the lieutenant. This time, following Ishizaki's order, Mizuno held the steering wheel again and drove back the same way. After entering the streets of Koshu, Ishizaki and Ozawa opened the wooden box, and a dozen green Crott military automatic pistols lay heavily on the sawdust. Mizuno was driving at a speed of 120 kilometers on a road with almost no traffic.The ride is low and a bit sunken, and the engine and transmission emit a pleasant roar.However, another voice kept reminding them that once found by the patrol car, it would be troublesome if Oberu, who was carrying a large amount of weapons and ammunition, was searched. After a while, the worrying thing finally happened. Just as the car drove through Fuzhongxin Road, the siren of the patrol car blared from behind. "Don't worry about it, drive!" Ozawa shouted.Mizuno thought that if he didn't obey him at this moment, he would definitely be suspected, so he pulled the speed governor and adjusted the speed to 160 kilometers per hour, and the police car was left far behind. "awesome!" Ozawa smiled happily.But when he saw a row of policemen standing about 300 meters ahead with signal lights signaling them to stop, his laughter turned into curses. Mizuno slowed down the car gradually, and stopped the car steadily at the critical moment when he almost hit a policeman. "Are you in a daze? Come down quickly and show your driver's license." The policemen flushed with anger and surrounded them together.Not far away, there were two or three police officers with megaphones sitting in a tent set up in the gap between the houses. Mizuno smiled secretly, and put his hand on the car door.Just at this moment—Xiaoyi's short machine gun flashed a few dazzling flashes of light like an electric shock, and the continuous gunshots broke the silence of the night at once.