Tokyo Detective

Chapter 459 Procuring a Battalion's Worth of Arms

A dozen or so people watched helplessly as batches of goods were loaded onto the medium-sized cargo ship called the Meteor. Unbeknownst to them, the sentries on the perimeter were being eliminated one by one.

One by one, Naoki Hanyu merged into the darkness, becoming like a master assassin, striking silently and leaving behind corpses.

The righteous clone gripped the gangster's sniper rifle, slit his throat, and after the blood was drained, threw the gangster's body aside. Then, he adjusted the angle of the sniper rifle on the container.

"Number one has been dealt with; we've obtained a sniper rifle."

The other clones also spoke one after another.

"Number two has also been dealt with, and we obtained two automatic rifles."

"The third position is taken care of; there are only two pistols left."

The lazy clone also fiddled with a sniper rifle and complained.

"Since the main body has arrived, there's not much for us to do. Just let the main body charge and it'll be over."

"That's not quite right. The main body needs to control the most important cargo ship."

At the same time, Naoki Hanyu climbed onto the cargo ship and headed straight for the bridge. There were only about 20 crew members on such a cargo ship, and when Naoki Hanyu barged in, the crew was completely dumbfounded.

"enemy"

Before the Middle Easterner could finish speaking, Naoki Hanyu had already smashed the red-named man's head like a watermelon, then revealed a sunny smile.

"The big bad wolf is coming."

"bang bang bang"

The bullets fired wildly in the cockpit for a few seconds before calming down. Naoki Hanyu threw away the corpse in his hand and signaled to his clones.

"I have control of the cargo ship's bridge and we can move now. Don't underestimate us."

The Khorne clone spat.

"My past opponents were either the self-proclaimed world's number one American soldier or various powerful forces. This time, dealing with a rural gang is really giving them face."

The sniper rifle was fired before the words were even finished.

"boom"

A Middle Eastern man named Ibn was shot through the head, followed by a hail of bullets hitting the crowd who had no time to react, and in an instant most of them were lying on the ground.

Rudius crouched down and took out his pistol. Seeing that the gunshots were coming from the container area in the port, he planned to direct his men to take cover near the cargo ship.

"follow me."

Unfortunately, before they could even board the cargo ship, gunfire from the ship sent them to their doom.

[Ding! Intentional homicide, 6-star Sin level]

A minute later, Naoki Hanyu's clone finished off the wounded gangsters. Anyway, the original body had given instructions to kill anyone with a red name regardless of whether they surrendered or not, while those with a dark gray name could live if they surrendered.
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After the spring cleaning, it's time to unpack the boxes.

Inside the cargo ship, Naoki Hanyu and his men unpacked the cargo, opening each of the wooden crates. The weapons inside caused several of his clones to whistle in delight.

"Wow, I never thought we'd encounter such a large business transaction. How lucky! Look at these."

Another clone picked up the automatic rifle and wiped it clean.

"A Beretta ARX-160 rifle, practically brand new and still has gun oil. I guess the military has a stake in this arms deal. Not bad."

Naoki Hanyu himself took out an Italian-made rocket launcher.

"The Vegir 80mm rocket launcher is a disposable item, but 20 tubes isn't a small number."

The weapons were quickly organized, leaving even Naoki Hanyu impressed.

300 Beretta ARX-160 rifles and 30 rounds of ammunition.

200 Beretta PMX submachine guns, 10 rounds of ammunition.

100 Frankie SPAS-15 shotguns and 3 rounds of ammunition.

30 Beretta M501P sniper rifles and 5000 rounds of ammunition.

20 Beretta AS70 light machine guns and 10 rounds of ammunition.

Five Breda RMG 50 heavy machine guns and 50,000 rounds of ammunition.

Twenty Beretta GLX-160 grenade launchers.

Five 60mm "Death Goddess" mortars.

Most of them are Berettas, and they are obviously all Italian-made weapons.

"That's enough to fight a small war."

This batch of weapons was enough to arm a battalion, which surprised Naoki Hanyu.

The greedy clone grabbed a large quantity of weapons and shouted.

"These are all mine, all mine, haha." Naoki Yuzuru tapped his clone's head.

"Don't overthink it. Even I don't know if we can get it out of Sicily, so don't try to save it. Just use it all."

Just then, the clone sent a message.

"The gang's reinforcements have arrived; there are estimated to be more than 50 people."

Naoki Hanyu said calmly.

"Let's meet those guys."

"Haha, I'm going to make rivers of blood flow."

The more than 20 clones were all excited.

Outside the port, Tristan, another Pacino family executive, was blocked by obstacles in his convoy and had to have his men stop and walk. Each of them was armed with a pistol and an automatic rifle.

Tristan cursed under his breath and dialed Ludius's number again. As soon as the call connected, he heard Naoki Hanyu's disguised cursing voice.

"Tristan, hurry up! If we don't hurry, the cargo ship will be lost and the weapons will fall into enemy hands."

"Okay, hang in there a little longer."

Tristan hung up the phone somewhat grumbling, not expecting to run into such big trouble so soon after returning from headquarters.

That's right, he was involved in the annihilation of the Davis family.

"Everyone, hurry up!"

All the gangsters sped up, but they were stunned when they saw the port environment. The expected firefight did not happen; instead, there were gunshots and a pile of corpses in the center of the port.

The next second, a somewhat familiar voice rang out, and Tristan, a former soldier, recognized what it was.

"Mortar, watch out."

"Boom boom boom"

Three 60mm mortar shells exploded in the crowd, causing mass casualties in an instant. Before they could even react, bullets from light and heavy machine guns reaped all their lives in a flash.

Thirty seconds later, several clones came down with submachine guns to finish off the remaining gang members.

The severely wounded Tristan weakly begged for mercy.

"Don't kill me, I can cooperate with you."

"boom"

Ten minutes later, a 40,000-ton medium-sized cargo ship exploded and sank in the port, the commotion being heard throughout the city.

Thirty minutes later, the police who arrived first were horrified by the bloody scene. Several new recruits collapsed to the ground. It was too gruesome. Nearly a hundred people had died. This was unprecedented in Trapani. It was definitely a major case.

But before the Trapani police chief could take action, a group of soldiers stormed in and took over the scene. With orders from high-ranking officials, the chief had no objections, or rather, he was more relieved that they had taken over.

As dawn broke, the Italian military had already compiled the statistics.

Along with the cargo ship, 50 automatic rifles, 100 submachine guns, and 50 shotguns were also sunk by the bomb.

Other weapons that were supposed to be sent to areas of turmoil were seized by criminals. If my guess is correct, these criminals transported the munitions away using small boats and speedboats in the port.

The leading military colonel gasped. If this shipment of weapons caused even more trouble, he and his superiors might be in deep trouble.

He was also dissatisfied with doing the dirty work for them.

"Pacino family, look at how you do things."

The military quickly dispatched personnel to pursue them. The fact that the perpetrators did not take all their weapons proved that their numbers were small, estimated to be no more than 300.

"The advantage is mine."

Unfortunately, the navy in charge of the operation was quickly dumbfounded. The radar did not detect them, and no ships were found on the sea. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.

"Could we have been misled, and the criminals are traveling by land?"

So the 5th "Kosenza" Infantry Regiment of the Army deployed a mechanized infantry battalion, but unfortunately they still saw nothing.
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Harry Pacino, who was using ruthless methods to find his father's killer, was stunned. Not only him, but even the high-ranking gangsters who were participating in the high-level meeting were incredulous.

The Pacino family in Sicily suffered a great loss, even during World War II, when they were thriving.

The scene was silent. Harry Pacino, whose arrogance had increased due to his iron-fisted methods, was like a cucumber that had been shrunk. However, he could not show weakness in front of the other high-ranking officials, so he continued to maintain a tough stance.

"No matter who the enemy is, I will make these guys pay the price."

Before Harry Pacino could finish speaking, one of his men hurriedly entered.

"Boss, something terrible has happened. Our construction site in Catania has been attacked. Not only have we lost more than 30 members, but two buildings under construction have also been blown up."

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The righteous declaration of war brought Pacino terrible news: an even more terrifying madman had his sights set on them.

(End of this chapter)