Tokyo Detective

Chapter 482 I Want Revenge. I Want to Increase Tariffs.

At the Pentagon, Defense Secretary Mike Rouchett rushed back. He had just been enjoying time with his family when he was suddenly met with devastating news.

"How's the battle going? Have you defeated the enemy?"

Chief of Staff Brody Martinez shook his head. As the Chief of Staff of the Department of Defense, he was different from the Chiefs of Staff of the Army, Air Force and Navy. The Chiefs of Staff of the three services were four-star generals, while the Chief of Staff of the Department of Defense was a civilian without military rank.

"The cruiser Yorktown was sunk, and the situation of the America is also not optimistic, with the death toll estimated to be over 500. Technicians pulled up satellite surveillance and video footage."

"Yes."

The technicians retrieved both clips.

Zooming in on the satellite image revealed that the cruiser had disappeared into the ocean, leaving only some debris, while the amphibious assault ship was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the three people facing off on the deck could be clearly seen.

The chief of staff explained the situation.

"The conversation just uploaded by the special team has confirmed that the attackers are the Japanese Youth Salvation Association, and the owner of this suit of armor is the second Tenju.

"Heaven will punish you."

Mike Louchet's face was extremely grim. This was the second time that America's military had suffered heavy casualties at the hands of Tenchu. The Yokosuka Port base, plus these two warships, showed that America was simply not taking them seriously.

Actually, Mike didn't care much about the YMCA or not. After all, most of the people who died in Japan were CIA agents. He cared more about his hat.

Now, during his term, two destroyers have been sunk, and there have been casualties and aircraft losses at his base in Cyprus, Europe. Now, two more warships have been sunk, one of which was the light aircraft carrier America. He has no way to explain this to President Winston King or the people of the whole country.

He must resign to take responsibility.

Chief of Staff Brody quickly steadied the swaying Secretary of Defense Mike.

"Is the minister alright?"

Mike shook his head.

"It's nothing, just a bit of high blood pressure, Brody. Do you think they can win?"

The chief of staff looked at the satellite image of the battle already underway and shook his head; he was not discouraged.

"I don't know either, Tianzhu's behavior is just too strange."

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Yes, it's really too bizarre. Can a monster really be formed by one person using modern weapons?
At the same time, fighting broke out on the deck of the landing ship, with two powered armored vehicles extending shoulder guns from their backs to vent their fury.

Not long ago, the cargo ship was attacked by three Tomahawk missiles and was almost completely destroyed. Only the two of them managed to find the wreckage and save themselves. The fate of the rest is unknown. These were their comrades who had risked their lives for them. How could they not be angry?

"bang bang"

One grenade after another exploded on the shield, but Naoki Hanyu gripped it tightly, his feet motionless. He even walked on foot while enduring the impact of the explosions before charging forward with all his might.

"Lei Bu"

The speed of his legs reached the limit of the armor, and he crashed into an unsuspecting person at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

"boom"

The two metal monsters collided, and the agent named Hunter was sent flying more than ten meters away, sparks flying from the metal on his back. He barely managed to stand up with a thud.

On the other side, the freakish black captain knew that there was no time to aim the shoulder cannon, so he used the Bison Charge to grab the enemy and try to take him down. However, no matter how hard Hayden tried, he could not lift the person down. Instead, he was hit on the ground by an elbow and then kicked in the head and flew away.

A moment of dizziness caused Hayden to sway a few times before regaining his balance, while Hunter exclaimed in alarm.

"What a monster."

The shoulder cannon was aimed and fired again, which forced Naoki Hanyu, who was planning to press his advantage, to retreat.

Hayden finally regained consciousness and immediately extended two blades, each only 30 centimeters long, from his metal hands. These were the latest military-grade ultrasonic blades, which could cut through iron like mud by vibrating at a high frequency of 8 times per second.

Although this thing is sharper than a regular ultrasonic scalpel, which takes ten seconds to a minute to cut through iron and metal, the one used with the power armor is even sharper, taking only a few seconds.

However, ultrasonic scalpels still retain the disadvantages of other ultrasonic scalpels, namely, their fragile structure, poor impact resistance, and easy breakage.

It's only because America is so wealthy that she could equip the power armor with such a weapon system costing hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars.

"what"

Naoki Hanyu calmly faced the scapegoat who charged at him like a bull, though the two knives he was carrying gave him a faint sense of danger.

"It's really troublesome."

Bullet Time
龙拳
With enhanced dynamic visuals and reaction time by three times, Naoki Hanyu's fist passed through his opponent's arms at a tricky angle, followed by a punch to his head. "Bang!"

At that moment, the force of 40 tons, amplified to near the speed of sound, blasted Hayden away. His helmet was severely deformed and dented, and his mortal neck was almost severed. He was beyond dead.

Hunter was stunned by what he saw; Hayden, clad in power armor, had died just like that.

Naoki Hanyu gave his opponent no time to escape, and charged forward again with all his might, forcing Hunter to struggle desperately in resistance.

"I am Kingsman Hunter."

Thirty seconds later, the power armor helmet was violently ripped off, and Hunter's head was crushed, ending the fight.

Naoki Hanyu skillfully removed the armor from the two corpses, then packed up the power armor, which weighed a total of 5 tons, and took it away.

Although the armor is damaged, taking it back might still allow us to repair one. How will we know if we don't try?

Meanwhile, the Pentagon fell into dead silence. They never expected that the power armor they had placed so much hope in would be torn apart in just a few moves. It seemed that the initial plan to eliminate the Japanese pests was a mistake.

Defense Secretary Mike sighed.

“When will the support arrive?”

"The F-15Js that took off from Iwo Jima Airport are about to arrive at the scene, but the support from the Guam base will have to wait a while."

"Neon lights."

Mike now hates the word "neon" with a passion; it's all this country's fault that he's in such a sorry state.

"Tell the Japanese to open fire directly. I want to see if they dare to attack."

"Yes."

On the other side, Naoki Hanyu, who was carrying scrap metal, suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He turned his head and saw a black dot approaching in the cloudless sky. Moreover, the black dot was releasing smaller black dots. Startled, Naoki Hanyu quickly jumped into the sea to escape.

Within seconds, the missile exploded on the deck of the landing ship, completely burying the warship to the bottom of the sea.
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Several hours later, various aircraft appeared over the sea, many buoys and sonars were dropped into the sea, and there were even a number of anti-submarine weapons such as destroyers and submarines.

Today, the entire Guam base was mobilized, all in an effort to catch that damned submarine, but unfortunately, they couldn't succeed. It was as if the submarine had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

That's normal. The Neon Trench is over 100 kilometers away, so a submarine hiding there would be impossible to be detected.

At the same time, America's State Department spokesperson also publicly criticized Japan.

"The Japanese government is aiding and abetting the growth of terrorist organizations, even providing the YMCA with a submarine. Has Japan become a breeding ground for terrorism? We condemn this irresponsible behavior."

Victoria Miller's rambling left many countries confused. They didn't know what was going on, and America wouldn't explain clearly, only saying that they had been attacked by the Salvation Youth again. The global media could only assume that the Salvation Youth had once again caused America to suffer a setback.

As for Japan, which was questioned remotely, it did not give a real response. After all, the Japanese general election had just ended, the old cabinet's power had been taken back, and the new cabinet had not yet taken office. Therefore, the spokesperson for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs could only vaguely say that they would talk about it after the Justice Party came to power.

Soon that evening, the whole world understood why America was furious, because the YMCA released a new video explaining the course of the attack, its causes, and its results.

From battling a group of helicopters on the sea to a bloody battle on the deck, culminating in the sinking of two warships.

The reason given was that America not only politically interfered in Japan's internal affairs, but also planned to send powered armored units to turn Japan into a battlefield, which is why the Yonko attacked America's fleet.

The whole world was stunned; they never imagined that a quasi-aircraft carrier could be sunk.

Many people knew about America's interference in Japan's internal affairs, but they didn't expect that America would also intend to intervene by force, let alone that the claws she had just extended would be cut off.

The YMCA's video caused an uproar. Some mocked America for becoming so weak after not personally participating in the election for several years, while others launched personal attacks against the winner, claiming that America's losses over the past two years were caused by the winner's rise to power. In short, America's Democratic Party launched a full-scale attack.

Seeing this, Roosevelt, the King of Winning, had no choice but to express his opinion, his flowing blond hair seemingly accompanied by its own background music in front of the camera.

"Honestly, I am really disappointed in Japan now. We Americans take care of them in every way and bring them safety, and this is how the Japanese repay their benefactors? They cultivate terrorist organizations to attack America and cause many great young men to die in terrorist attacks."

To urge Japan to eliminate terrorist organizations as soon as possible, I announced that tariffs on Japanese goods would be raised to 50%, and to 70% for the automotive industry. We will only return tariffs to normal when they become safe.

Japanese automakers are now feeling like they're going crazy. The American car market accounts for 45% of Japanese automakers' exports, and losing the American car market could lead to their downfall or even bankruptcy.

America not only imposed verbal and economic penalties, but also deployed more than half of the Third Fleet's ships from the West Coast, making the Japanese defense forces a little nervous.

Although they are in cahoots, who knows if "Dad" will get angry and launch an attack.

Just one day later, all listed companies in Japan were down, with the automotive industry being the hardest hit, its stock price even dropping by 6% in a single day.

The person who caused all this didn't care about any of this. Instead, he secretly returned to Japan in a day to live a normal life. Economic sanctions and tariff issues were none of his business. He would go to the Japanese government or America if there was anything wrong.

(End of this chapter)