Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Into the Tiger's Den

In the early morning of the next day, Xicheng went down the mountain from the secret stronghold still dressed as a hippie. On the street, Nishijo didn't take a taxi or bus, but walked to Sasebo Station and took a train to Takeo City, 30 kilometers away. I stole a Honda City light car in Takeo City and returned to Sasebo along National Highway No. 35.On the way, I stopped at a hardware store to buy some tools and paint. Back at the old Navy facility where he hid, tools and paint were used to tamper with the front and rear license plates of the stolen light vehicle. At dusk, although the paint was not completely dry, it was no longer sticky. Xicheng stuffed the disassembled AK47 automatic rifle and two bullet belts into a large backpack and put it in the trunk of the Honda light car.

Xicheng left the Cherry XI sedan behind, drove the Honda light car down the mountain again, and came to the streets of Sasebo. There is Motomachi on the north side of Sasebo Bridge. A few years ago, the All Japan Federation of Students had a fierce conflict with the riot police mobile team in order to oppose the entry of American nuclear submarines into the port. In Kamachi next to Motomachi, Saijo parked his light car and walked towards the Korean barbecue restaurant "Pyongyang" on the foreigner bar street in Motomachi. There are young girls in front of every bar, and there are pimps or prostitutes in the alleys, soliciting American soldiers walking in twos and threes on the street.

The "Pyongyang" barbecue club is a five-story building.According to the introduction of the two signs at the entrance, it can be seen that the first and second floors are for ordinary seats, the third floor is for banquet halls, and the ground floor is for private seats. Xicheng entered the store, went up to the second floor, found a seat where he could watch the stairs and sat down, first ordered a jug of soju and beer. Most of the waitresses and waitresses who work in the store appear to be Korean.About one-fifth of the guests were GIs with women. Xicheng ordered Wuke roast meat, a large plate of vegetables, and Korean spicy cabbage, took a sip of soju, and served it with beer.If you only drink beer, you will only make your stomach swell and lose your appetite, and it will also make your stomach cold and affect digestion.

The kimchi is very spicy, so is the barbecue, and hemorrhoids will definitely hurt, but the taste of this dish is really good.Xicheng ordered another bottle of beer, and while sipping it to cool off his burning tongue, he watched the people passing the stairs. However, it is impossible to find out who is a North Korean agent just from the faces and attitudes of those people.However, Xicheng discovered an interesting thing. At a table in the corner sat three men.Xiangzi, who was eating barbecue, seemed stingy, and didn't take a sip for half a day, as if he was wasting time with coffee and didn't drink a sip of coffee for half a day.

Moreover, they looked around with sharp eyes from time to time.They must be detectives.The detectives at the prefectural police headquarters finally took action.They came to the store, probably waiting for the deputy manager Pu Chengyi to show up. After smoking five cigarettes and resting enough, Xi Cheng picked up the bill and stood up, rolled the bill into his pocket, and walked past the toll office. "Hi, sir!" said the middle-aged woman at the toll booth. Xicheng pretended not to know and walked straight to the first floor. "Wait! You haven't paid yet." The middle-aged woman at the toll office shouted loudly.Seeing that Xicheng still didn't stop, he pressed the alarm bell and chased after Xicheng.

On the first floor under the stairs, there were already two waiters waiting for the west city after hearing the bell. "The man wanted to escape without paying!" The middle-aged woman at the toll booth on the second floor ran down the stairs while yelling in Korean.But the criminal police didn't come down, probably because they were afraid of revealing their identities. "Please wait, sir." Two waiters stopped Xicheng. "I can't help it." Xi Cheng stopped. "You don't have to eat for nothing, pay quickly." The waiter on the right began to teach Xicheng a lesson.

"I don't have any money, what should I do?" Xicheng said with a wry smile on purpose. "Then we'll send you to the police. But first, you follow me to the office." said the waiter on the left. "As you like." Xicheng shrugged. The two waiters grabbed Xicheng's left and right arms respectively, and when they touched the well-developed muscles, they became tense. The group boarded the elevator used by the staff.The middle-aged woman at the toll office on the second floor said in Korean: "Then I'll go and find out how much this guy has eaten and drank, and then I'll call the office."

After speaking, she walked to the second floor. The clerk's elevator smelled of garlic, and it seemed that it was also used for cargo delivery. Xicheng waited for the elevator to start and said to the waiters: "I won't be able to escape in this way, let go!" "No!" The two stared at Xicheng. Xicheng suddenly swung his left and right arms, and the two waiters were suddenly thrown against the inner wall of the elevator, screaming and falling down. Xicheng pressed the button to stop the elevator, and the waiter on the right took out the Tianguan knife from his back pocket and was about to open the blade.

Xi Cheng flew up and kicked the bones of his right wrist to pieces, and when he fell to the ground screaming, he stomped hard on the back of his left hand. "Forgive me!" The waiter on the left struggled to get up and shouted. "You kid lost my face, I will repay you well, and scratch your kid's face countless times." As Xicheng said, he picked up the knife and pressed the switch to eject the blade. "Forgive me!" The waiter clasped his hands together and bowed to Xicheng. "what's your name?" "Liu Chuan." "I'm asking for your real name."

"My surname is Liu." "Where's that bastard?" Xicheng pointed his chin at the waiter who fainted from the pain. "His surname is Zhang, and his Japanese alias is Zhang Ben." "Is that so... Show me your kid's alien registration card." Xicheng ordered. "You, are you plainclothes?" "No, but if I'm plainclothes, will you show me?" "No, no, look." Liu took out the Alien Registration Card from the left underwear pocket and handed it to Xi Cheng. Xicheng opened it up and saw that Liu's nationality was not North Korea, but South Korea, and his birthplace was Arakawa, Tokyo.

"Where did you get this fake certificate?" Xicheng lied to him. "Are you really a plainclothes kid?" Liu shouted. "why?" "That's the kind of thing the police would ask." "Really? If you must regard me as a policeman, it's up to you. Hey, how about we make a deal?" Xicheng grinned. "What deal?" "Assistant manager Park...where is the Japanese alias Mori Seiichi?" "..." "If you tell me, I will not report to the police and say you are an illegal immigrant." Xi Cheng said. "I am not an illegal immigrant, I was born in Arakawa, and I have never left Japan since I was born!" "Then, put this alien registration card with me first, and I will investigate it carefully." "Give it back, give it back to me." Liu cried out in pain. "Then, let's make a deal." "For some reason, the police came to inquire about Mr. Park in the morning, so where did Mr. Park go?" "So, did someone in this shop inform Park about the police's visit?" Xi Cheng asked. "..." "Is it you?" "It's not me. It's the manager or someone else." Liu hurriedly nodded. "Where does the surname Pu live?" "His dormitory is here on the fifth floor but he hardly seems to have lived there." "So, his actual address?" "I really don't know." Liu moaned. Suddenly, the elevator started to move, and Xicheng pressed the emergency stop button again but it didn't work.Someone was manipulating it outside, and the elevator went up. Xicheng folded the switch knife and put it in his pocket, dragged Liu's body up, and grabbed his collar from behind with his left hand. With Liu facing the elevator door, he drew a Jaguar Beretta pistol with a suppressor in his right hand and pulled the hammer away with his thumb. The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. The elevator doors opened.Xicheng saw five or six guys in the corridor on the fifth floor rushing out of the elevator with a Nagant pistol with a suppressor. Liu, who was being used as a shield by Xicheng, exclaimed. Xicheng hurriedly shrank behind Liu, stretched out the Beretta pistol from Liu's waist, and fired a rapid burst. Those guys also shot over at the same time.The bullet slammed into Liu's body with all his might.Liu arched back in pain. However, the outcome was decided in just two seconds. When the trigger of the Beretta pistol in West City was turned on, indicating that all ten rounds had been fired, and the magazine and chamber were empty, all those ambush guys were shot by one or two bullets and fell down in the corridor. Xicheng also felt a little pain in his chest and abdomen.It turned out that the bullet pierced through Liu's body and hit Xicheng again. Xicheng put down Liu's body and checked his injuries.It was found that the warheads of the three rounds of Nagant had only shallowly penetrated into the flesh of the abdomen and chest. Fortunately, the Nagant pistol was equipped with a muffler, which greatly weakened the energy of the bullet, otherwise, Xicheng would definitely be seriously injured. Xi Cheng didn't care about pulling out the bullet first, but quickly loaded the empty magazine, and inserted it into the magazine chamber of the gun handle for a while.The opened gun action pushes the bullet at the upper end of the magazine chamber into the chamber while automatically closing. Only then did Xicheng open the blade of the switch knife, and shave off the three bullets that had penetrated into the superficial flesh.Then he dropped the warhead and rolled out of the elevator on the spot. No shots were fired.Xicheng raised his gun and stood up slowly, only to see six guys fell to the ground, two of them were slightly injured, only being robbed in the stomach each.Breathing and eyesight are normal. Xicheng dragged the two into the elevator and searched them.One was carrying an alien registration card, and his nationality was North Korea. "Where is the manager?" Xicheng asked the guy surnamed Quan who had a tumor on his forehead. "Don't you want me to talk... We are not afraid of death, unlike those pustules in the Ishida group." Quan moaned. "Really? Are you really a North Korean agent?" "Are you the guy who calls himself Tashiro? You can't hide it from me even if you put on a disguise, you bastard!" "You guys who are not afraid of death are too good-for-nothing to be dismissed by me in a few shots. Okay, tell me, where is Pu Chengyi?" "I don't know!" Quan said through gritted teeth. Xi Cheng turned to another person.From the driver's license, I knew he was Iwai, and the guy had the face of a vulture. "Will you tell me? Where is Park?..." Xi Cheng asked him. "I can't tell you. Otherwise, I will be beaten to death." Iwai groaned. "Then, I will kill you now." Holding the switch knife in his left hand, Xicheng stabbed into Iwai's left ear and cut it out.Iwai screamed. "Let me go! I'm not a North Korean agent. I said, but don't let those people know what I said." "Are you willing to tell me after I kill the whole gang?" Xi Cheng curled his lips. "..." Iwai nodded persistently. Quan grabbed Iwai with all his strength.Xi Cheng sneered, and decided to let them fight for a while.He got out of the elevator and picked up the Nagant pistols that had fallen on the floor of the corridor one by one. Then move these pistols into the elevator. The six pistols together are really heavy.Put down the six pistols in the corner of the elevator. At this moment, Zen was holding Iwai's neck, trying to bite his Adam's apple with his teeth.Iwai was so frightened that he almost went crazy, pouring urine and feces, struggling to escape from Quan's grasp. Xicheng kicked Zhongquan hard on the head.Quan collapsed all of a sudden, and only then did Iwai break free from Quan's hands, a "snoru" sounded in his throat, and his body trembled continuously. Xicheng asked him: "Your boy is from the Ishida group, right?" "Yes, yes." Iwai replied in a hoarse voice. "You don't want to die, do you?" "I don't want to die, please forgive me." "Then, tell me about the secret residence surnamed Park." Xicheng said in a calm but murderous tone. "I, I said, I don't have to work for these guys. Park secretly lives in Fufuku. There are many Koreans in that town. Park is hidden in the Kanemoto steel processing factory in Fufuku." Iwai said with a moan. "Is Jin Ben the factory owner?" "what." "Is Jin Ben also a North Korean agent?" "I don't know. Where do we little guys know so much?" "Okay, let's forget about this question. Besides Park, how many North Korean agents are there in that factory?" "As far as I know, there are more than ten people... Can you let me go? Please." Iwai gasped. "How did you know?" "I was sent to Jinben Steel Processing Plant." "How many workers are there in that factory?" "More than a hundred people. All of them are strong and strong." "Really?... Where is the manager of this barbecue restaurant now?" "Manager Li escaped just now, but I really don't know where he escaped to." "Where is Li's residence?" Xi Cheng asked. "It's in Gion. It's a big white house built on an uphill slope. Li's Japanese alias is Momoyama... Please, I've said enough." "It's not enough, you know the purpose of Park's group, right?" Xicheng asked. "..." "It's an explosion plan to blow up the US Seventh Fleet." "Did you know?" Iwai Gin-kun asked. "Whether the Seventh Fleet will be bombed or not has nothing to do with me. To put it simply, if the nuclear weapons on those warships are going to explode, I can't ignore it, because it will turn a quarter of Kyushu into hell." Said Xicheng. In fact, the Seventh Fleet will unload its nuclear warheads and enter Sasebo Port this time. "The head of the branch said that the nuclear warheads of the Seventh Fleet are equipped with safety devices. Even if the warship is bombed, the nuclear warheads will not explode." "His words are simply unreliable." "Where is the branch chief's residence?" "In Hachimancho, however, he hardly ever goes back there. Instead, he stays at his mistress's house next to Ichiyo Park in Kumanocho. He gets a new beautiful woman and loses his old wife." "Okay, let's talk about it in detail." Xicheng said. Iwai replied.At this moment, there was a sudden loud sound of police cars in front of and on the side of the building. It seemed that the police sounded their sirens only after they were completely surrounded. "Forgive me...it doesn't matter if you hand me over to the police. But please spare my life." Iwai begged with tears streaming down his face. "Okay. But you remember, even if you are caught by the police, you must never tell me about me. Otherwise, even if you say a word, I will kill you without a place to bury you. Even if your kid enters The same goes for detention centers or prisons." After speaking, Xicheng kicked Iwai on the head, knocking him unconscious.Then, Nishijo hid the right hand holding the Jaguar Beretta pistol under the Capiz windbreaker, got out of the elevator and ran towards the stairs. Xicheng went down to the third floor, ran to the end of the corridor and smashed the half-embedded glass window with a pistol. Diagonally below across an alley, I saw the roof of a two-story bar.Xi Cheng flew towards the roof without hesitation. He did somersaults in the air, but still broke the tiles when his feet landed on the roof.Xicheng rolled over on the spot, then stood up quickly, and jumped towards the roof of another house less than one meter away... Half an hour later, Xicheng fled back to the secret stronghold in a Honda City light car.It is estimated that there will be frequent police actions tonight, so Xicheng decided to take a good rest. When it was almost noon the next day, Xicheng drove a light car down the mountain to the street again.This time he was not disguised as a Cappis, his long hair and fake beard had been removed, and he was wearing work clothes. Park the car near the jail.After getting off the car, he walked towards Miyafukucho, with a slender leather bag on his shoulder, which contained an AK47 automatic rifle with a folded stock and a spare magazine. This Miyafuku town is surrounded by prisons, sewage treatment plants, garbage incinerators, and the sea. The narrow alleys criss-cross like a maze, with low bungalows on the left and right sides.It's lunch time, and every household is filled with the tantalizing aroma of yakitori, kimchi and ground green beans roasting in garden iron pots. Almost everything in the store is cheap.Probably mostly from a defunct wholesale store or something that came from a bad source. Most of the languages ​​that can be heard here are Korean or Korean mixed with Japanese.Street gambling prevails. In the center of this town where narrow alleys criss-cross, unexpectedly there would be a road about fifteen meters wide. On both sides of this more than 300-meter-long road, trucks and private cars were parked.There are even two rows of cars parked in many places. On the inner side of the sidewalk, there are many waste disposal sites and warehouses, and there are also many shops selling old tools. In order not to arouse suspicion, Xi Cheng went into a tool shop. A male clerk was listlessly watching TV, and various tools were scattered on the cabinet.Xicheng watched slowly, looking for things. Many of those tools were new, but their value was extremely cheap, only one-third of the market price, probably stolen by some unscrupulous workers and bought cheaply for tool shops. Xicheng bought a vise and steel pliers and so on.The clerk did not give the invoice.Take the tools in the newspaper with the canvas bag in your left hand and walk out of the shop.On the way, I turned around a few shops by the way. "Jinben Steel Processing Factory" is at the end of the road. The factory area is surrounded by high concrete walls, covering an area of ​​nearly 3,000 ping, and the scale is really not small.There are more than a dozen trucks parked messily in the open air of the factory area. In the factory building that looks like an airplane hangar, some shirtless clerks are either cutting steel, or loading the trucks in groups of several. These people who worked in a spark-splashing environment seemed to have strong muscles and well-developed muscles. Even Xicheng couldn't easily carry such heavy steel, but they could carry it on their shoulders all at once. Behind the workshop, part of the office building or dormitory can be seen.However, you can't stay in one place to observe the situation in the factory all the time, otherwise, it will arouse suspicion.Therefore, Xicheng walked through the alley on the right and went to the back of the factory. Along the way, from the dilapidated bungalows on both sides of the alley, sharp eyes shot at Xicheng one after another. Xicheng walked around the factory and found that there was no back door to the factory.Outside the factory wall, there are a row of bungalows on both sides and behind, the roof of which leans against two-thirds of the height of the wall. In this way, the office building and dormitory cannot be seen.Xicheng returned to the road and entered a public cafeteria. This store is relatively spacious, and there are three large charcoal-burning stoves lined up on the left hand side of the door.That's the cooking place. There are about fifty tables in the shop above, and on each table is a barbecue stove covered with tar.These ovens are different from the beautiful stainless steel or the concave far-infrared type used in general Korean barbecue restaurants. Instead, the raised middle part, which resembles a Genghis Khan pot, is directly placed on the gas to heat the oven. In the back of the store, there is a guest seat covered with sedge mats, which is much higher than ordinary seats.There are very few customers in the store now. Xicheng walked to the glass counter on the right side of the door where the dishes were displayed, and looked at them, and felt that the taste of those dishes seemed to be pretty good. Suddenly, he sat down at a table near the cooking place, leaned his back against the wall, and said to an elderly waitress in the shop in Korean with a Pyongyang accent: "Is there any wine for sale?" "Yes, there are rice wine and barley wine, which one do you want?" said the waitress in her fifties. "It's much more refreshing to drink ale, so come to the bar. In addition, I want sea cucumbers, sea squirts, salted pollock, schnitzel and grilled meat with meat. I want double portions of steak and grilled meat." "Know it." The waitress first brought the aluminum jug and cups, along with cucumbers and kimchi that had been soaked overnight. Xicheng picked up the aluminum jug and poured the tea-colored cloudy wine into the cup. This wine had a faint lactic acid drink flavor. I ate a piece of spicy cabbage, and it tasted different from the one served to the Japanese, it was so spicy.But the people at the next table didn't seem to be spicy enough. They sprinkled chili noodles on the white wine made from rice, and they kept chewing raw garlic in their mouths. The waitress brought sea cucumbers and sea squirts in vinegar, salted pollack.Xicheng drank the pollack while drinking the dirty wine. Due to the very low alcohol content of the turbid wine, the stomach feels very cold after drinking it, but after eating spicy cabbage, the stomach quickly warms up. The waitress grabbed the offal from a large bottle and served it in a large aluminum tray. At this moment, the whistle of the lunch break came from the "Golden Wood Steel Processing Factory". Soon, the cafeteria was full of customers.The three men at the same table as Xicheng were taking turns drinking from a large bowl.Suckling pig soaked in wine. Xicheng noticed that among the guests scattered on other tables, there were about fifteen big men who had just worked in the Jinmu steel processing factory. One of them gave the signal to his accomplices, and when everyone had the signal, they left their desks and inserted themselves into the front and left and right tables in West City.The other customers seemed to be a little afraid of the group of "Jinben Steel Processing Factory". Not only did they not complain, they even obediently moved to other tables with smiling faces. A group of people from the "Jinmu Steel Processing Factory" looked at Xicheng nonchalantly while eating the raw tripe brought from the original table.The beef tripe tossed with sesame oil, garlic juice and chili powder was shiny and fresh. Knowing that he was surrounded, Xicheng could not help but sweat from his armpits and stomach, but he remained calm on the surface and lit the barbecue stove. Put the innards on and grill.The internal organs were soon roasted until they sizzled, and the oozing oil dripped into the fire, causing a high flame. At this moment, Xi Cheng suddenly stood up, and turned the table and the things on it towards the " The guys from the Jinmu Steel Processing Factory" threw it away. The few people who were knocked down by the tableware, oven and barbecue hurriedly tried to jump up, but their feet got caught in the chairs and they fell to the ground. At this time, Xicheng had already drawn his gun, and the right elbow that held the gun stabbed the man on the right side of the table with him on the chin, knocking him unconscious.Then, in Korean, ordered the group of people from the "Kimben Steel Processing Factory" who were about to draw their knives and guns: "If you move, I will kill you!" One person ignored Xicheng's order and still drew Tokarev's automatic pistol.Xicheng's Beretta pistol with a muffler rang softly. There was a bullet hole between the eyebrows of the man who drew the gun.The man collapsed as blood and brains spewed from the gun holes in his escape. Seeing this, customers related to "Jinben" were so frightened that their parents rushed towards the door. Some people were trampled to the ground, crying and shouting one after another. "Who is your boy? Is he a spy of the South Korean Central Intelligence Agency?" The oldest person in the group of "Kimben Steel Processing Factory" asked in Korean.There was no trace of timidity on his tawny face. "No, I'm the 'cannonball' of a certain group." Xicheng said. "Bastard! Is there anyone claiming to be a cannonball?" The man changed into Japanese. "Okay, whatever you think... Listen, put your hands on the back of your head and lie down." Xicheng ordered. "Bastard! Do you think you can get out of this town alive? The town is full of our people." "If you don't give it a try, how do you know I can't get out alive? Alright, let's talk nonsense, tell me, where is Pu?" "Are there many people with the surname Pu?" The man said with a sneer. "Don't play tricks! I asked Park Sung-il, the leader of the range, if he is in the 'Golden Steel Processing Plant'." Xi Cheng asked. "Do you think we will answer? Tell you, we are not pustule like the Ishida group." The man laughed. At this moment, all other eyes turned to the cooking place, Xicheng quickly turned the gun and turned to look. I saw a cook carrying a soup that was boiled on the charcoal stove and was about to pour it towards the west city. Xicheng shot through his right arm.The hot soup in the cook's hand poured all over his head.Covering his scalded eyes with his left hand, the cook howled like a wild animal, his body reeling to the ground. Losing his eyesight, he fell and dropped his head into the stove, and the coals burned his hair, and he fainted instantly. Xi Cheng watched the other cooks drag the man away from the stove in a panic.Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the oldest man surreptitiously drawing a Nagant. Xicheng immediately squatted down and fired a shot. The man's right wrist was hit, he fired a shot indiscriminately and fell to the ground. Since there was no silencer, the sound of Nagant pistol shots shook the store. "Okay, if you dare not obey my order, I will beat you all to death!" Xi Cheng knelt on his left knee and shouted. The man pressed the wound on his right hand with his left hand and said with a sneer, "When your magazine runs out, you won't be able to survive. There are only five or six bullets left in the magazine, right?" "yes?" Xi Cheng untied the canvas bag with his left hand. Pull out an AK47 automatic rifle and insert a 30-round magazine. "brute……" Even the man who wasn't afraid of his right wrist being pierced couldn't help but change his face when he saw Xi Cheng draw an AK47 assault automatic rifle from his canvas bag. "So I said, if you don't listen to me, I'll beat you all to death." Xicheng pulled the trigger of the AK47 with his right finger holding Beletta, and then let go to feed the bullets at the upper end of the 30-round magazine into the chamber, and turned the selector to the single-shot position at the bottom. Then Xicheng tried to shoot a round with the AK47 on the ground, and the firing device worked well. After the inspection, Xicheng closed the safety of Beretta and inserted it between the waistband of his trousers.Switch the AK47 to the right hand, lift the canvas bag containing the reserve magazine with the left hand, and tie it around the waist.Then, Xi Cheng stood up and ordered: "Come on, put your hands on the back of your head and get down!" The group complied even though they kept cursing. Although they were all tough guys, life was precious after all. Xicheng kicked them unconscious one by one, leaving only the man whose right wrist was pierced. "What's your name?" Xicheng asked him. "I won't tell you." The man yelled in Korean. "yes?" Xicheng put the muzzle of an AK47 against the man's left wrist and fired a shot.The man screamed and rolled on the ground, a large piece of flesh on his left wrist was blown away by the bullet. "Say it!" Xicheng ordered. "Kill me!" the man gasped. "Okay, I'll kill you, but I won't let you die happily." Xicheng grabbed the man's belt with his left hand, dragged him to the stove, and then pressed his head on the purple coals in the stove. In a blink of an eye, his hair was scorched and shrunk into a ball. "Let me go! My surname is Wu, and I'm the deputy combat instructor..." the man moaned. "This guy is good, he can be a hostage." Xi Cheng dragged Wu up. Holding an AK47 in his right hand, he grabbed Wu by the neck with his left hand and dragged him out of the store. Once at the gate, the muzzles of pistols and automatic rifles protruded from the windows of all the shops and factories facing the road. Xicheng hurriedly turned Wu to the front to serve as a shield envoy. "Order them not to shoot!" Xicheng said to Wu.At the same time, turn the selection handle to the horizontal position of the burst. "No--" Wu Kun groaned and said.Then shouted in Korean: "Leave me alone, shoot this guy!" As soon as Xicheng squatted down, more than a dozen bullets hit him. A few shots passed through Wu's body and lightly pierced into Xicheng's flesh. Xicheng threw away Wu's body and rolled to the side.At the same time, use AK47 to shoot up. When the magazines of the AK47 ran out, Xicheng had already taken care of four or five men who were shooting wildly. Xicheng rolled into the back of the wall of the store, took out the spare magazine from the canvas bag and replaced the empty magazine. During this period, people in the opposite house kept on burning, the glass of the public cafeteria was shattered, the stove was destroyed, and many holes were punched in the wall. Xicheng shot threatening shots from time to time, fled to the back door of the store, and kicked the back door away. I saw three men waiting at the end of the alley, all of them holding AK47 automatic rifles. Xicheng quickly lay down and fired at the same time.He felt the bullets fired by those men graze his back. However, in terms of shooting skills, Xicheng, who has been tempered in actual combat, is superior.In a blink of an eye, the bodies of the three people were torn apart by the bullets, and they fell into a pool of blood. Xicheng picked up a spare magazine with his left hand, stood up and ran towards the three people, all three of them were almost dying. At the end of the alley, Xicheng fired at another alley on the left for a while as a deterrent shot, then found nine spare magazines from the trouser pockets of the three people's buttocks, and put them into the canvas bag on his waist. Although the magazine of the AK47 is heavy, it is very strong and not easy to deform, so there are very few failures.With an automatic rifle in his hand, Xicheng became more courageous. Xi Cheng watched his surroundings vigilantly, ready to fire at any time, and went from one alley to another.At this time, the siren of the police car was heard. When Xicheng got out of the maze-like alley, a floating village appeared in front of him.Dozens of wooden houses jut out of the dirty sea. In addition, beside a simple trestle bridge made of slab towers, there are several motorboats with external engines. Xicheng jumped on one of them. Unscrew the fuel switch of the Yamaha two-stroke engine, gently open the throttle valve, and pull the rope on the flywheel lightly. The engine spun with a shrill howl.Xicheng let go of the cables that tied the boat together, and drove the motorboat to the sea. When driving 300 meters away from the shore, some people on the shore fired at Xicheng, but it was not the North Korean agents, but the police officers who jumped out of the police car. However, the distance of 300 meters is already completely outside the effective range of the pistol.Moreover, the ammunition carried by the police officers was extremely limited, and they ran out of ammunition in a blink of an eye, making them jump on their feet in anger. After a while, a high-speed boat from the Water Police Department appeared on the sea.The high-speed boat, which at first appeared to be just a black spot, quickly pursued. Saijo crossed the bay and turned the bow of the ship to Anoura.At this time, the high-speed boat had already caught up to a distance of 300 meters. The microphone on the boat shouted: "Stop! If we don't stop, we will open fire!" A two-legged Browning AI light machine gun was mounted on the front deck, and a police officer was aiming towards West City from behind the light machine gun.Next to the machine gunner was an officer watching with binoculars, and in the other hand the reserve magazine of the light machine gun. Xicheng made the motorboat do a roundabout movement at times, and a serpentine movement at other times. "Start shooting!" With a roar from the microphone, the shooter of the light machine gun began to shoot. Xicheng lowered his head and started a more intense snake-like movement.The bullets of the light machine gun were poured on the sea in vain. The water splashed by the motorboat drenched Xicheng into a drenched chicken. Now, Xicheng had no choice but to fight back. The magazine of the Browning AI light machine gun contained only twenty rounds, so the magazine was quickly emptied. The shooter pulled out the empty magazine and took the spare magazine from the police officer who was observing the impact point. Taking advantage of this effort, Xicheng turned off the throttle valve of the motorboat, and the speed of the motorboat slowed down.Then Xicheng used the AK47 to aim at the light machine gun and started a burst of fire. The two police officers on the foredeck were so frightened that they fell to the ground. After the AK47 fired more than a dozen rounds, five or six consecutive hits hit the Browning light machine gun. The light machine gun with a bent barrel fell into the sea under the successive impacts of the bullets. At this time, Xi Cheng opened the throttle valve on the boat to the maximum and fled to the sea again. The high-speed boat suddenly slowed down and stopped pursuing.Maybe they were instructed by their superiors to know that a secret investigator from the National Police Agency had infiltrated Sasebo.This time they encountered an incredible sharpshooter, and perhaps they concluded from this that the sharpshooter was the secret investigator. Xicheng landed on a desolate rocky beach in Anzhipu, wrapped the AK47 automatic rifle with a waterproof cloth on the motorboat. When they got ashore and climbed onto the highway, they saw a Honda CB350 motorcycle approaching, and Xicheng jumped into the middle of the road to stop it. The driver of the motorcycle was a young man wearing a helmet and sunglasses. After a sudden brake, he put one foot on the ground and said in a rage: "You don't want to die! What do you want to do?" "Lend me your machine." Xi Cheng said. "What nonsense!... Get out of the way! If you don't let me crush you to death!" The young man slammed the accelerator a few times. Xicheng held down the handlebar with his left hand to prevent the motorcycle from falling to the ground, and picked up the AK47 wrapped in a rainproof cloth with his right hand and threw it at the young man's neck. The young man was hit to the ground and lost consciousness all of a sudden.Xicheng set up the tripod of the Honda 350, and tied the AK47 wrapped in tarpaulin to the side of the slender seat. Then dragged the young man to a clearing in the forest by the roadside, and took off his helmet and sunglasses.Kicked him on the head and kept him awake for a while. Xicheng put on the helmet and Mojing he had snatched, stepped back on the road, stepped on the Honda, kicked up the kickstand, put it in gear, and slammed the accelerator. Xicheng turned the front of the car in the direction of Gongzhangyue where the secret stronghold was located, but this road went all the way to Sasebo Heavy Industries. Therefore, Xicheng turned left near the cape and entered a fork road, and soon came to the Kujukushima side. Among the shady islands, dotted with pearl-cultured rafts, the scenery is pleasant, just like the enlarged Ago Bay of Shima. Xicheng drove the Kuto car north along the coast, and suddenly, he found a beautiful independent French-style small bungalow built in the woods on the hillside. When Xicheng saw a telephone line leading to that small bungalow, he drove there with his Honda 350 without hesitation. After driving through a rather steep slope, we came to the gate of the courtyard. The iron gate was closed.Xicheng hid his motorcycle in the woods next to the gate, and then walked around the courtyard of the house on foot. The courtyard surrounded by Ci Tiezhu is about 1,000 ping.The rear door is wooden and low.Xicheng used the thin blade of a special switch knife to penetrate the crack of the door and pull the bolt out. Quietly pushed the back door open a crack, got into the backyard lying on the ground. Luckily, there are also plenty of evergreen trees and shrubs in the backyard, just right for hiding. Xicheng got under the small French-style bungalow with a raised floor.Listening carefully, there were soft footsteps on the floor above his head, as if they were made by a woman. Xicheng quietly groped for the back door along the stairs. 握住门上的把手试着一转，把手转动了，于是，西城右手拔出带消声器的美洲虎牌贝莱塔手枪，左手猛地一下将门推开。 里面是一间十分宽敞的餐厅，将餐厅和客厅隔开的帘子现在拉开着。 在那个可以俯视大海和群岛的客厅的窗边，站着一个十八、九岁的姑娘，听到响动，她面带惊愕的表情回过头来。 那姑娘长得很美，鹅蛋形的脸庞同苗条的身体很相配。因过分的惊恐，一双眼睛瞪得溜园。 “失礼了，只要你不要闹，我是不会对你粗暴的，我向你保证。” 戴着头盔和墨镜的西城跨进了房内，反手将门关上。 "..." 姑娘把小小的拳头塞在嘴上竭力克制住惊叫。 “小姐，你是一个人吗？”西城问。 那姑娘点点头，但马上又摇起头来，栗色的头发左右漂动着。大概她认为如果承认自己是孤身一人的话，就会遭受凌辱。 西城把贝莱塔手枪插回裤腰皮带。 “不要害怕。”边说边向姑娘走近。 姑娘见状从嘴里漏出了惊叫，接着，便朝右边的房间跌跌撞撞地奔去，从嘴上拿开拳头叫喊起来。 "Help!" 当姑娘把右边房门打开时，西城追上了她，在她心窝处轻轻一碰，然后将快要倒下的她拦腰抱起。 姑娘的身子很轻，散发着柠檬的清香。打开的那扇门里是间卧室。 看来是姑娘的房间，里面装饰着布娃娃和木偶人？书架上摆着世界文学全集和诗集等，墙上还挂着网球拍。 西城把姑娘放在床上。姑娘的短裙掀起，露出了线条优美的腿和脚。三角内裤是白色的。 西城体内不由得产生了一阵野性的冲动，但他克制着自己，从壁厨里取出床单撕开，将姑娘的两手和两脚捆上。 将她嘴里松松地勒上钳口布。从桌上书中的署名，得知这位姑娘叫小中秋子。 西城出了卧室，来到餐厅，用自来水冲洗了发硬的东西，使之冷却萎缩，然后去别的房间察看起来。 除了姑娘的卧室以外，还有三间卧室。西城还察看了浴室和储藏室，但没有发现任何人。西城这才走出门厅向大门走去。 翻过铁栅的大门，把本田CB350发动着，绕到后院，将摩托车藏在了灌木丛中。 回到房内，走进秋子的卧室。 只见秋子已经苏醒，从床上滚落下来，正挣扎着想要恢复自由。迷人的臀部扭动着，再次勾起了西城的欲火。 “放了我……想要钱的话，我吿诉你保险柜在什么地方。”秋子从钳口布缝隙中漏出了声音。 “我不想要钱。”西城回答。 “不……不…别碰我。”秋子拼命地把腿并拢。 “你家里人什么时候回来？” “就要回来了。” “你要是不说真话，我就对你做你不愿意的事啦。”西城咧嘴一笑。 “别这样……放了我吧。”在西城不怀好意的目光扫视下，秋子喘着说到。 “那么，你说真话。” 西城把秋子抱上床，在她大腿内侧轻轻抚摸着。 秋子拼命合拢大腿，呻吟着说：“这里是别墅。我家在久留米。” “这么说，你是一个人来这里的罗？” "..." “你老爹是干什么的？” “轮胎公司的总经理。” “是吗……对不起，我要在这里躲几天，因为我现在受到警察和暴力团两方面的追捕。”西城说。 秋子从钳口布的缝隙间漏出了绝望的声音。 “不必担心。虽然你很有魅力，见了你这样的姑娘不动心的话就不是男人。不过，我会克制自己的，这一点我可以对你保证。不过，要是你逃走的话，我就麻烦了。所以，绳子不能给你解开，要方便的时候叫我一声。”西城说。 然后来到客厅，拿起电话的送受话器，拨了本厅刑事局的秘密联络所的号码。 不一会儿，长井部长接了电话，二人使用暗语交谈起来。长井说： “你逃到海上后，县警的大部队大举搜索了富福町一带。不过，北朝鲜的特工却不知藏到哪里去了，至今仍未找到。金本钢材加工厂的那帮家伙以经理为首全都消失了。只有一个被你打中的家伙还没死，但还无法开口说话，如果能抢救过来的话，也许能交待一些情况。” “'平壤'烤肉会馆的经理怎么样了？”西城问。 “还没发现，已经以雇佣非法入境者的嫌疑对他家进行了搜査，不过……” “是吗？那么，石田组佐世保支部长呢？” “我们已另案将他逮捕进行了调查，但他滑头得要命，死也不交待。” “那么，请你把他放了，让我来使用暴力迫使他开口。”西城说。 “这也是个办法，那我先和头头们商量了再说。”长井回答…… 西城在小中家的别墅呆了整整两天。 当秋子进卫生间的时候，西城就开着卫生向的门在外面守候，吃饭时则握着手枪监视，其余时间就把秋子捆上。当然，还经常和长井部长通电话。 第二天夜里，西城把秋子的绳子解开，将她打昏后离开了别墅。 手提着用汽车的帆布做成的吉他琴套一样的东西，里面却装着AK47自动步枪，找到藏在后山的本田CB350摩托车，把“吉他”琴套绑在摩托车上。 戴好头盔和墨镜，然后将摩托车的发动机启动。 由于长井把县警没有布置警戒线的道路事先吿诉了西城，所以免去了被逮捕的麻烦，顺利到达了熊野町。石田组佐世保支部长平井的外宅就在这里。 平井用来藏娇的这幢住宅位于中央公园附近，四周由爬满常春藤的高高的砖墙围着，占地约有五百多坪，庭院里绿树成荫。 平井将于明天中午交保释放。西城打算明天夜里潜入进去，强迫平井说出在拘留所里没有交待的问题。 据长井说，现在这里只有四名石田组的保镖在警戒着。西城将本田CB350放在中央公园的边上，背起装着自动步枪的“吉他”琴套。 徒步向平井的外宅走去。 围墙爬满了常青藤，西城轻而易举地抓着藤条爬上了墙头。 墙头上没有拉着带刺的铁丝网或高压电网之类的东西。 不过，西城在袭击烤肉会馆时曾从石田组的岩井嘴里了解到，在围墙内侧两米宽的地方内挖着陷阱。 陷井里插着无数涂有剧毒的竹签。除了前门和后门一带，整个围墙内侧布满了这种陷阱。 西城避开有陷阱的地方，在墙头使劲一跳，抱住了四米远的一棵松树的树干。 由于用力过猛，头盔在树干上重重撞了一下。因为担心石田组的保镖听见动静赶来，西城抱住松树一动不动地呆了一会儿。 没有任何人赶来。西城这才慢慢滑下树来，卧倒在地面上。 静观了一会周围的动静之后，西城向房子匍匐而去。主屋是一幢西式平房，面积相当宽敞。旁边有个车库，两辆车库已经容纳不下的汽车停在主屋的正门前。 车库的屋顶上是个堆放杂物的亭子间。西城的计划就是先潜入那间屋子。警察庁根据对这幢房子的航空摄影得出的结论是：从车库的屋顶可以很容易爬上主屋的屋顶。 主屋的屋顶上有根很大的壁炉烟囱，只要烟囱的大小容纳得下一个人，就可以顺着烟囱潜入客厅。 夜晚十一时，西城偷偷潜入了车库。主房虽然点着灯，但因窗帘和百叶帘的遮挡，窗户里面的情况无法看见。 在没有门的车库里，停着两辆汽车，都是中型的国产车，这里的人是用一架现在横放在地上的梯子爬上屋顶的亭子间的。但如果西城也用这架梯子爬上去的话，就没法把梯子放回原处，西城脱掉鞋子，把鞋塞进裤子的屁股口袋里，爬上了一辆汽车的车厢顶。 薄薄的铁扳受到西城身子的重压几乎塌了下来，所以西城不得不小心翼翼地挪动步子。踮起脚，双手刚好够到亭子间的门口。 一个引体向上，翻上了亭子间，进去之后点燃打火机察看起来。 里面堆放着满是灰尖的破烂东西和火炉等物。顶上虽然吊着一个裸电灯泡，但现在是绝对不能点灯的。 西城钻进了一大堆家具里面，从背上放下帆布套，然后躺下试了试，觉得很难受，于是找了一些旧杂志和破沙发垫子等铺上。 把化纤的铺地物团成一团当枕头使，只要不介意灰尖的话，在这里过个一两天不成问题。在帆布套里，除了自动步枪和预备弹仓外，还装着从小中家拿的罐装果汁和意大利风味的腊香肠等饮料和食品。 排泄物则打算用塑料袋来收容。一切安排妥当后，西城闭上了眼睛，想休息一会。但却怎么也不能安然入睡。 凌晨三时，西城起来，在塑料袋里悄悄撒了泡尿，然后将口袋扎紧。 月亮从云层间钻了出来。西城没有借助打火机便走到了窗边。 站在窗边，仔细观察着主屋的屋顶。 车库屋顶的亭子间窗户斜对着主屋的屋顶，两者之间只隔着二米。 对西城来说，从窗户跳过去不费吹灰之力，但这样做会发出声响惊动石田组的人，因此，西城谨慎地打开窗户爬上了车库屋顶。 车库屋顶的边缘同主屋屋顶的边缘只相隔一米的距离。 西城俯卧着爬上了主屋的屋顶，向壁炉的烟囱爬去。 在烟囱上方，距烟囱顶端三十公分左右有个白铁罩子。 这罩子是用来防雨雪，以及防止火星冒出的东西。 罩子的四根支柱分别由螺母固定着。 西城把头伸进罩子底下看了看，烟囱的内径相当大，完全可以钻进去。 尽量不出声地打燃打火机，将烟囱内部照亮。 只见烟囱的风壁突出着一排铁制的由上向下延伸的脚梯，看来这是供扫烟囱时用来往下爬的。 西城用特殊开关刀上的小扳手卸起烟窗罩支柱上的螺母来。虽然螺母已经锈住，但四根支柱的螺母都顺顺当当地卸下了。 拔掉四根螺栓，把烟囱连同支柱一起取下放在屋顶上，然后西城钻进附着一层厚厚黑灰的烟囱。 下到壁炉时，西浑身上下沾满了黑灰。壁炉口上有扇铁门，不过门没有锁，一推就开了。 西城脱下了脏袜子，才进了客厅，以免弄脏地面。 据岩井交待，平井情妇的卧室位置在门厅的右侧，壁炉的左侧。因此，西城走到左侧的一扇门前，悄悄将耳朵贴在门上。 过了一会儿，他听到里面床上有人翻身的声音和微弱的呼吸声。 西城试着转动了一下门把，发现门锁着。想从钥匙孔向里望，但由于是半自动弹子锁，钥匙孔内没有间隙。 西城忍不住想进去见识见识，弄得平井神魂颠倒的情妇是个什么样的女人。 于是，他使用特殊开关刀将锁打开，轻轻把门推开一条细缝。 这间卧室装饰得非常现代化，完全不同于这幢老式的建筑外表，就好像是纽约的豪华公寓里的一间房间。 然而，西城对这些毫无兴趣。 他发现在双人床上熟睡着的女人竞是晶子，清冈晶子。 西城感到十分震惊，呆呆地看着她。 I can't believe it.一瞬间他怀疑是不是看错人了。 然而，相似的地方不仅仅是脸庞的头发，连躯体也是西城永远不能忘怀的晶子本人的。 西城呆若木鸡，眼睛里充满着痛苦，因为到了明天，不仅是要向平井，而且还必须向晶子了解各种情況。 西城将手伸进门内侧，按下锁的保险钮，悄悄将门带上，使用特殊工具将门锁好。然后，通过壁炉的烟囱回到屋顶。 把烟窗罩复原后，回到屋顶里的亭子间。躺在自己铺成的窝里，两眼久久地凝视着黑暗，不能入睡…… 天快亮时，西城打起瞌睡来。 但太阳升起来时，西城立即起来了。浑身的关节都在痛。 他只喝了一筒罐装果汁，便移到可以看清主屋后门的窗户边。 快到中午时，主屋中的人们开始忙碌起来。 看样子他们已经得到了支部长长井将要释放的消息。 保镖又增加了三人，先前住在这里的四人乘着一辆车外出了。 没过多久，那辆汽车返回，卸下了大包小包的东西。大概是庆贺平井释放的礼品吧。 下午三时许，西城看见晶子出现在后院。 虽然她这次穿着长裤和衬衣，但走路的姿态也好，指使保镖们干活时的声音也好，确实是晶子的。 晶子指使两名保镖在后院里烤着松鱼。在一米见方的杉木板上，放着纵向切成四瓣的肥嫩的松鱼，上面盖上稻草后点火烧着。 稻草的火焰越旺，烤出来的松鱼越好。只有皮及浅屋的肉被加热，大部分肉仍保持着生的状态，否则，就是失败。 似乎烤得还不错。保镖们将灰吹掉，跟着晶子回厨房去了。 当晚，平井乘坐一辆埃尔多拉多牌轿车，在前后两辆车的护卫下来到了这所外宅。 在主屋的正门前，平井悠然地从汽车上下来。 “总经理，恭喜你。” “县警这下也清楚了吧，跟石田组作对是没有用的，是吧。” “夫人时刻都在盼望你回来。”保镖们迎上去，七嘴八舌地说道。 “大家也都辛苦啦，我在事务所听说，田代这个疯子还没有完蛋，你们这里发现什么可疑情况没有？” 平井问道。他年龄约有四十七八，身材短小矮胖，眼睛鼓的像爬虫似的。 “您尽管放心，他要敢来，定叫他有来无回。”保镖头目拍着胸脯说。 这时，一身和服打扮的晶子从正门奔出，扑上前抱住平井的脖子。 “我一直在为你担心，这下可好了，太好了。”她热泪盈眶地说。 “心肝，再也用不着担心了。”平井抚摸着晶子的臀部说，洋洋得意。 担任护卫的两辆汽车分别开到前门和后门房，从上面下来的保镖们——每辆各乘了三人，——作出十分爱惜的样子擦起冲锋枪来。 在保镖们的簇拥下，平井和晶子搂抱着进了正门。西城准备等到夜深人静时再开始行动。吃完意大利式腊肠，他把一个塑料袋套在头上抽起烟来。免得烟味从车库里飘出去。