Tokyo Detective

Chapter 530 The First 9-Star Sin Star

(Since World War II, apart from the Vietnam War, the Six-Day War in the Middle East (1967), and the Yom Kippur War, there has never been an air battle involving nearly a hundred aircraft on Earth, let alone one side being completely annihilated.)
Missiles flew through the sky, crisscrossing each other, and some of them collided and exploded in mid-air.

Inside the F-35 fighter jet, the chuunibyou clone remained completely unfazed by the missiles that were within arm's reach, as the fighter jet he piloted had many ways to deal with them.

"Directional Infrared Countermeasures System. On"

Infrared countermeasures systems involve firing modulated laser beams at the missile seeker to disrupt its tracking logic.

"Cooling the exhaust nozzle. On."

Unlike fourth-generation and earlier aircraft, the tail nozzle cooling technology can reduce infrared radiation intensity by 80%-90% in certain situations, making it more difficult for infrared missiles to target.

"Infrared decoy flares. Activate."

High-temperature burning Teflon decoy flares were continuously launched to both sides, simulating the infrared signals of fighter jets to deceive missiles.

The chuunibyou clone unleashed a series of techniques, revealing a confident smile.

"You little trash think you can kill me?"

The two incoming missiles struck the decoy flare and caused it to explode.

The F-35A accelerated again into supersonic speed, following the missile into the enemy formation, while its cannons simultaneously aimed at the enemy aircraft that were intercepting the missile.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom"

Dozens of dazzling fireworks lit up the sky, while dozens of fighter jets crashed to the ground as wreckage. Meanwhile, Naoki Hanyu's aerial dominance squadron brazenly weaved through enemy formations.

When the fighter jets turned around again, only one fourth-generation fighter jet remained of the South Koreans; the rest had been shot down.

不过自己一方也不是没有损伤，只见本来38架的飞机只剩30架，有8架F16被击落了，毕竟F16对抗红外线导弹的手段没有F35多。

Amidst the lone South Korean fighter jet, Han Qilin, the captain of the 1st Squadron of the 10th Fighter Wing, was stunned; everything that had just happened had been far too fast.

Suddenly engaged in battle, they hastily launched missiles and charged at the enemy aircraft. There was no time to react as all their comrades were killed, and they couldn't even jump out of their planes.

A sense of despair filled the man's mind, shattering his seemingly arrogant but actually insecure spirit.

"No, no, no, we are the great descendants, we cannot die like this."

"Han Qilin, what happened on your end? Answer me quickly."

The wing commander's question came through the communicator, but Han Qilin didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to run, to get out of this hellish airspace. He no longer had the courage to fight to the death, until a missile hit his plane.

The sky seemed to fall into a deathly silence as 28 fighter jets launched two sets of Hellfire missiles at the Suwon base before flying eastward, their final destination.

At Suwon Base, the 10th Regiment Commander kept calling out to his subordinates, but there was still no response. In fact, the instruments had already given him the answer, but he just didn't believe it.

"How is that possible? 63 fighter jets were wiped out in just a few minutes. That's impossible."

Just then, the alarm sounded.

"Radar detected more than 90 suspected missile targets heading toward the base."

"Quickly, activate the air defense system!"

The Suwon base is equipped with a Patriot 3 air defense system. Four missile launchers are fully engaged in interception, and 64 air defense missiles with a maximum speed of Mach 5 are launched into the air, crashing into the incoming missiles like fireballs in the darkness.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom"

Many lucky survivors captured the scene on their phones, witnessing the remaining missiles, propelled by anti-aircraft guns, completely strike the Suwon base, causing multiple explosions.

A top female baseball star living in Suwon City stared in disbelief at the fire at the base not far away, and the air defense system sounding for the first time in the city.

"What's wrong with this country?"

Isn't South Korea usually a place of peace and prosperity? How come it's experiencing such a major event, just like its neighbor Japan?

Soon, many ambulances and fire trucks went to Suwon base. Although it was hit by more than 20 missiles, the actual number of deaths was not too high. 89 people died and 451 were injured, accounting for one-fifth of the base's population.

At the headquarters of the Tong Yi Association in Longren City, the donation celebration has ended, and now thousands of core members of the Tong Yi Association are having a real celebration.

Appetite and surname X can both be satisfied here.

The revelry was going well when a series of noises from afar interrupted them.

Inside the room, Chairman Choi Jang-soo dressed to cover up his muscular physique.

A pair of delicate arms wrapped around the man's waist, her beautiful face gazing out the window.

"What happened?"

The woman was none other than Kazama Yoshiko, the woman who brought the research findings of the Creation Society and the Agricultural Cooperative to the same organization.

She also has another name, Lee Ji-eun. Like Choi Jang-soo, she was born during World War II and experienced the American Civil War. They are the same age as her husband.

Thirty years ago, the couple had a plan to use the resources of certain forces in Japan to research projects of their association.

Now that her goal has been achieved, she has returned to bring radiation technology that can mutate humans to the same society.

Cui Changxiu stared intently at the flashing lights on the other side of the mountain, the deafening sound of artillery fire making him even more uneasy.

"The sound of cannons... Could it be that the YMCA has organized a brigade to attack?"

Disturbed by the sound of gunfire, Kazama Yoshiko had no intention of continuing and dressed to cover her beautiful figure.

"I'm going back to the base first. Make sure you get everything arranged here."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. The rest of the deal with America will depend on your research."

Kazama Yoshiko took the elevator back to the base 30 meters underground in the villa area, where there were many research projects that pushed the boundaries of human decency.

There is biological research, radiation research, and even human research.

Numerous wails filled the underground research facility, where thousands of people were being treated as human consumables.

Kazama Yoshiko arrived at the most important Newtype project room, where she saw a 5-meter-tall mutant eating its own kind.

This mutant's strength far surpasses that of other mutants. Its body, impervious even to a 105mm cannon, can self-repair, making it a truly terrifying monster. Its intelligence is only around six years old, making it easily controllable. Kazama Yoshiko's control methods are already half complete. It's believed that when America sees the perfect war machine, she'll know what to choose.

According to Kazama Yoshiko's speculation, whether it's Tenchu ​​or Hanyu Naoki, facing her true "son" there is only one path: death.

Just then, Kazama Yoshiko felt the ground tremble, and the commotion startled her.

"What happened? Has the YMCA attacked?"

The 5-meter-tall mutant was also startled, standing up and letting out a ferocious roar.

Suddenly the ceiling collapsed, and a terrible explosion destroyed the room where the mutants were being held, swallowing everything in its path. Even Kazama Yoshiko, who was behind the bulletproof glass, was not spared.

The terrifying commotion was like the earth tremors, and the entire city of Yongin felt a magnitude 5 earthquake.

One minute ago, over Yongin City.

The B-2 bomber reappeared from the clouds, first dropping a giant bunker buster bomb, followed by attack bombs. This time, the bombing didn't require multiple bombers to provide cover.

As the B-2 bombers relentlessly bombed, 20 clones, fully armed, jumped from the planes using parachutes; they were the final piece of the plan.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom"

The building collapsed, and the explosion engulfed everything.

Even the largest headquarters building was destroyed by a combat bomb.

"click"

In the ruins covering thousands of square meters, a huge concrete block was suddenly lifted, and a figure struggled to crawl out from it.

This man was none other than Cui Changxiu. He had just returned to the carnival hall to prove that although he was over 80 years old, he was still as sharp as ever. Who would have thought that the entire building would be blown up the next second? If he hadn't been physically strong, he would have died long ago.

Even if he hadn't died, Cui Changxiu wasn't in much better shape. His body was covered in wounds, he had lost a hand and a leg, and his mental state was very poor.

"No, no, no, who did it? I want him dead! I want him dead!"

Choi Jang-soo's roar echoed through the ruins. The church he had painstakingly built up over decades, with its more than 1000 core members, were all dead. They were big shots who controlled various sectors of the Korean government, and even high-ranking government officials.

Two minutes later, the sound of gunfire from not far away brought Cui Changxiu back to his senses. He knew he couldn't continue like this.

Finding his wife would cure him, not to mention that his wife had what America wanted. As long as he had those things, he could make a comeback.

When Choi Chang-soo crawled out of the ruins, enduring the pain, the scene that greeted him left him stunned and speechless.

As he had predicted, the villa area had indeed been razed to the ground, but the location of the underground research institute had disappeared, replaced by a sinkhole nearly a hundred meters deep.

"Is this a giant bunker buster? Madmen, those madmen, madmen."

The methods used were beyond his expectations. Cui Changxiu knelt beside the sinkhole and screamed his heart out. He regretted provoking those madmen from the YMCA.

Just then, a mocking voice came from the darkness.

"Oh dear, isn't this Choi Jang-soo, the president of the same association? Why are you crying like a child?"

Choi Chang-soo turned his head and saw a fully armed masked man, who appeared to be the instigator of today's attack.

"Who are you? Why are you doing this? Don't you know there are many innocent people here?"

"innocent?"

The Lazy Clone laughed out loud and fired a barrage of bullets at the opponent.

“You cultists dare to claim innocence? Let me tell you, I’m here today to wipe you out along with your entire cult.”

Naoki Hanyu felt angry when he thought of his fallen subordinate, who was the one in front of him who carried out the terrorist attack.

The bullet pierced Cui Changxiu's heart and lungs, leaving him only able to gasp for breath; his strong physique meant he wouldn't die anytime soon.

Just as the lazy clone drew his military knife, intending to cut off the other's head, a commotion suddenly came from below the sinkhole.

The next second, a giant mutant jumped out and stomped the Sloth clone to death. It was Kazama Yoshiko's proud "son," who had survived being hit by the burrowing bomb.

The mutant grabbed the corpse of the lazy clone, stuffed it into the gaping maw of the blood plate, chewed it a couple of times, and then spat it out.

"Unappetizing."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the mutant grabbed Cui Changxiu and stuffed her into his mouth.

"this is delicious."

The satiated mutant let out a roar, and another sound came from the bottom of the sinkhole. Dozens of mutants crawled out and scattered in all directions.

Soon after, the sound of gunfire came from the ruins of the same place. It was seen that Khorne's clone had just killed a seriously injured red-named player when it was attacked by a mutant. It took a lot of effort to kill the opponent.

"Damn it, it's these things again? I've been attacked by mutants, how are things on your end?"

The other clones responded.

"So are we."

"I have a big guy here, let me test its strength, ah... this monster is strong, I got killed instantly."

"."

The remaining clones looked at each other in bewilderment. Was there another clone that could instantly kill a martial arts master?

"Let's just leave. Let the Koreans deal with their own mess."

"Agreed, we've completed all the tasks anyway."

"Ah."

The system's beautiful voice had already sounded when the bombing started.

[Ding! Intentional homicide, accumulating 9 stars of evil.]

(End of this chapter)