Tokyo Detective

Chapter 599 This country should not exist
The West Bank of the Jordan River is, in theory, a large area of ​​land belonging to the Kingdom of Canaan, covering 2500 square kilometers and inhabited by 300 million Canaanites. Together with the Sara region, it forms the nation of Canaan.

Previously, this country was not recognized by the US and the West. Now, due to the brutal war, some European countries have finally begun to recognize it, but this cannot change the future of it being gradually annexed by oil-producing countries.

The 2500 square kilometers were divided into hundreds of unconnected enclaves, of which only half were in the hands of the Canaanites themselves, while the other half was controlled by the oil-producing countries.

Part of the land is occupied by the military of oil-producing countries, who are responsible for guarding and dividing this fragmented land. Another part is settled by oil-producing people from all over the world who have immigrated here, and it is called a settlement.

The oil kingdom gradually established settlements and slowly annexed the land that belonged to Canaan.

The economic lifeline, infrastructure, and security forces of Canaan are all in the hands of oil-producing countries, while the political party that nominally dominates Canaan is a moderate faction.
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The sound of the propeller startled the small animals living in the desert region. Naoki Hanyu sang a song and drank a little wine as he crossed the Jordan River.

This small river that divides the border is only 20 to 30 meters wide on average, and only 3 meters wide at its narrowest point. Its end point is the salt sea called the Dead Sea.

To the west lie barren Gobi mountains, a landscape resembling the Loess Plateau devoid of life. The Judean Mountains, however, isolate the land from the desert heat of the eastern Arabian Peninsula, providing a suitable environment for the western region.

Just as Naoki Hanyu was planning to fly directly to Traoro and then descend from the sky to have a leisurely chat with the people of the oil country, an anti-aircraft missile flew in from the mountains.

Infrared guidance destroyed the already slow private helicopter.

"boom"

As the debris landed, several figures emerged from the red soil. The man who fired the portable anti-aircraft missile was a squad leader.

The smallest unit of military organization in oil-producing countries is a squad, consisting of 7 people, with roles such as machine gunner, rifleman, and medic.

Above the squad is the platoon, consisting of three squads (21 people) plus the platoon command (platoon leader, sergeant major, and communications soldier), totaling about 25 people.

This border force is under the command of the Central Command and is subordinate to the 5th Infantry Brigade. The entire Central Command consists of only two divisions, three infantry brigades, and one airborne brigade.

Because the North and South battlefields were unrelated, the Central Command's troops could only be considered second-rate forces in the oil-producing country; apart from the airborne brigades, the rest were infantry brigades.

Currently, the oil-producing country has 24 active-duty military personnel and 46 reservists.

A young soldier asked.

"Squad leader, is it really necessary to shoot down a private helicopter? Shouldn't we give it a warning first?"

The oil-producing country's squad leader smiled.

"There's no need to waste time. They illegally entered the country knowing that the airspace was closed. It doesn't matter if they are shot down, since they are all damned East Asians anyway."

Several other seasoned veterans in the military echoed this sentiment.

“Yes, we really want to drive those Canaanites away. They only deserve to have the land of the desert, the land that the Lord gave us. It would be blasphemous to let them live there.”

"Hahaha."

Just as several soldiers from the oil country were chatting, a sudden clap of thunder approached rapidly. Before they could react, their heads had been chopped off.

Naoki Hanyu sheathed the demon sword again. The current demon sword Muramasa is not only harder, but it can cut through steel like mud, and it can kill people without leaving a drop of blood.

"What a nuisance, these guys are wasting my time."

Naoki Hanyu was suppressing his anger. Being shot down by an anti-aircraft missile for no reason would make anyone furious.

You say this is the land of the oil-producing country? Sorry, he only recognizes it as the land of Canaan.

Soon, Naoki Hanyu drove away in a light tactical vehicle (Hummer) belonging to the garrison, heading to cross the Judean Mountains.

An hour later, Naoki Hanyu, dressed in an oil country military uniform and disguised as an oil countryman, finally left the desert hills and came into view a small town.

The town, which appears to have only 10,000 inhabitants, is isolated by walls and barbed wire, and in the distance, one can see armed outposts organized by platoons and squads.

These oil-producing people were responsible for guarding the Canaanites who were enclosed. Anyone who dared to leave the wall outside the designated time would definitely suffer the consequences.

Naoki Hanyu also saw a bulldozer demolishing a building at the entrance of the town. Hundreds of ordinary Canaanites in the town watched from afar, angry but not daring to speak out, while the settlers from the oil country were several kilometers away outside the town.

They watched like spectators, pointing fingers at the forced demolitions, hoping their land would increase while the living conditions of those damned infidels would shrink.

The family whose house was forcibly demolished stood helplessly to the side: a middle-aged woman, a 20-year-old man, and two teenagers around 15 or 16 years old.

According to these people's descriptions, it seems that the male owner of this building joined some kind of resistance army and was later arrested and executed.

So, as punishment, the oil army demolished the other party's house, leaving only a helpless family.

You can tell me where they'll live in the future, but the oil army won't care.

Naoki Hanyu didn't want to get involved, but just as he drove his car nearby, a stone was thrown at his car, and the crisp sound of the stone hitting metal was very clear.

Turning his head, he saw a child, about 10 years old, climbing up the barrier wall and throwing stones at him, his eyes filled with hatred.

Naoki Hanyu didn't want to get involved, but one of the soldiers saw it and immediately led his men to arrest him.

Seeing that the child might escape, he immediately took out his pistol and fired, ignoring the Canaanites around him who were trying to stop him.

"boom"

The child fell to the ground. A group of Canaanites tried to take the child to get medical treatment, but were stopped by the oil army. They also forcibly took away several people who took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Soon, cries and angry shouts were heard, and Naoki Hanyu's car came to a stop.

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Naoki Hanyu suppressed his rising anger, but he had more important things to do.

Just as Naoki Hanyu was about to leave, the leader of the oil army suddenly received a communication from above, claiming that a platoon of border soldiers had been killed and a Humvee had been driven away with the license plate XXX928.

The platoon leader of the oilfield army immediately looked at Naoki Hanyu because he noticed that the license plate of the Hummer was exactly the same.

"Intruder."

All the oil soldiers drew their weapons and aimed them at Naoki Hanyu.

"Get out of the vehicle, or we'll shoot you immediately."

"Sigh, it seems there's no way to resolve this peacefully."

Naoki Hanyu got out of the car under everyone's watchful eyes, but what happened next stunned everyone.

Naoki Hanyu lifted the 4.5-ton Hummer, took a few running steps, and threw the car over a hundred meters away.

"boom"

The soldier who had just shot and killed a child was crushed to death, a scene that horrified all the oilfield troops.

"Monster, shoot!"

"bang bang bang bang"

The bullets left no marks on Naoki Hanyu's body, only his clothes were torn.

Seeing that even bullets couldn't penetrate their defenses, the soldiers screamed in terror.

"Rocket launcher, load me a rocket launcher!"

A rocket came straight at Naoki Hanyu, but he easily dodged it by sidestepping. With his current strength, the rocket was simply too slow.

"Don't waste your time."

"boom"

The ground shattered, and Naoki Hanyu charged into the oil army at a speed of 270 kilometers per hour, snapping off heads and slamming corpses to the ground.

The entire scene fell silent. All the Canaanites were frightened and hid to the side. However, someone actually ran out and knelt on the ground, praying in a local language that Naoki Hanyu could barely understand.

"Messenger of the Lord, thank you for descending to earth to punish these demons who have taken our home. Thank you for coming."

The others were stunned. They were unlikely to believe in the messenger of God, but could someone really be human who could take down dozens of fully armed soldiers in 30 seconds?

With someone taking the lead, others followed suit and soon the entire area was a sea of ​​kneeling people.

Naoki Hanyu frowned, remained silent, and ignored the people, directly finding a Hummer to continue towards his destination.

The oil army will definitely search this place, and he doesn't want these people to be implicated.

Twenty minutes later, after Naoki Hanyu left, a large number of troops arrived at this remote village. The bloody scene had not yet been cleaned up, which made the group of soldiers furious.

How dare the target, how dare they kill their soldiers, an entire platoon, on this divinely granted land? The battalion commander, his face contorted with malice, waved his hand dismissively.

"Arrest everyone involved, and kill anyone who dares to resist immediately."

"Yes."

Soon, cries of agony filled the town of ten thousand people. There were dozens of similar settlements in this land, and the Canaanites lived there.

Two oil workers dragged a somewhat attractive young woman into the room, and the male homeowner, of course, wouldn't allow them to do as they pleased.

"Let go of my wife."

"boom"

The bullet pierced the head of the man who was protecting his loved ones, leaving behind a woman's scream.

As some resisted, gunfire began to engulf the entire town, and blood and screams turned everything into a living hell.

An hour later, the riot ended, and everyone was driven to a corner of the town. Men and women, the elderly and children alike had to squat down with their heads in their hands, and the oil army battalion commander kept giving instructions.

"Don't let me find out you're connected with the Killer Soldiers, hmph."

Nearly a thousand soldiers left the town, leaving behind a legacy of over 50 deaths and hundreds of injuries.

Normally, the oil army would kill even when no one died, but today, with dozens of people dead, they became even more unscrupulous. The entire oil army in Hexi mobilized to try to find Naoki Hanyu.

Unbeknownst to them, the town's misdeeds were being witnessed by a hoopoe.

This small bird, which grows to over 20 centimeters in length when fully grown, is also the national bird of the oil-producing country. Of course, the current hoopoe is the eye of Naoki Hanyu.

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Naoki Hanyu, who had arrived in Trafalgar, frowned. He really couldn't believe there was such atrocity. Some Japanese soldiers during World War II were just as bad as he had been.

There are two reasons why he didn't stay. First, he had urgent business to attend to. Second, the entire town was surrounded by the oil army, with a total of 4 soldiers. He couldn't possibly kill all the invading enemies without harming the townspeople.

Regardless of the reason, Naoki Hanyu felt very upset.

"Perhaps this country should never have existed."

This idea grew stronger in his mind, and so he stood on the mountaintop for two hours and came up with a very simple plan.

The first step is to send out three clones to find their respective targets.
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In the darkness of the oil-producing capital, Naoki Hanyu saw waves of soldiers stationed there heading east, searching for his whereabouts.

He drove the stolen motorcycle through the streets as if nothing had happened, until he arrived at a military building in a port where hundreds of volunteers were being held.

He had just spoken with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and learned that all the other tourists had been released, but the two women had not been released, and that they had to agree to the conditions first.

It seems the oil country has other ideas, so Naoki Hanyu has no worries. Since you won't let him go, I'll personally take him away.

Military buildings are very formidable to ordinary people, with guards every few dozen meters, but they were no problem for Naoki Hanyu. He easily sneaked in and even hacked into the network using the "Miss System".

The two guards at the main gate were doing nothing when Naoki Hanyu brazenly dragged them into a small, dark room in a corner, because the security cameras at the entrance had been hacked.

Within seconds, two clones emerged to take their place. They looked about 6% like the soldiers, and were difficult to spot in the dim light.

In the corner, Naoki Hanyu began to press for answers.

"I'll say it, you answer it."

The guard shook his head in refusal, only answering when he was convulsing from the electric shock, and then told everyone what was inside.
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A dozen minutes later, Naoki Hanyu openly used his access card to enter and immediately saw what the situation inside was like.

A large number of volunteers were found detained, men and women.

The space was extremely cramped; six people were crammed into a 10-square-meter cell, and the oil army could be seen violently interrogating and treating volunteers from time to time.

Most forced actions, such as forcing you to stand, crawl, or squat, can even lead to physical injury.

An oil soldier saluted Naoki Hanyu, then grabbed a man by the hair and dragged him for more than ten meters, while other oil soldiers laughed.

"Hahaha, are you going to tell me or not?"

Other volunteers were bound by chains and ropes, resulting in bruises all over their bodies.

(This is a firsthand account from someone who experienced the actual events; I'm not making this up.)
Ignoring the guys, Naoki Hanyu headed straight for the women's area and soon found his target being crammed into a crowded cell.

Saki Toyokawa and Asuka Kudo were still wearing the clothes they had worn two days ago, and like the other women, they had some minor bruises on their bodies. Clearly, the oil army wouldn't hold back against women either.
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Inside the prison, Saki Toyokawa was deep in thought. Today, the oil army began deporting people, including dozens of tourists.

Logically, their identities should have allowed them to leave more quickly, but they didn't. Instead, they were detained along with the female volunteers.

Suddenly, Kudo Asuka pressed Toyokawa Saki's head down because she noticed an oil soldier watching them from the doorway. To avoid unnecessary trouble, it was best to keep her head down.

Fortunately, the oil thug left quickly, which relieved the two women.
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Of course, Naoki Hanyu wouldn't save people directly. He first went to the monitoring room and knocked everyone unconscious. This time, using the Miss System, he not only hacked the monitoring system but also hacked all the security functions.

Alarms, elevators, door locks, and even the removal of all bulletproof steel plates and the covering of windows turned the entire building into a fortress.

"The operation has begun."

A thunderous roar erupted as Naoki Hanyu hurtled through the building at 300 kilometers per hour.

"who."

Before the patrolling soldiers could even raise their guns, they had already been knocked unconscious, and it was impossible to guarantee whether they had suffered severe concussions.

"Get out of the way."

"what."

The wall was smashed open, and the soldiers on the other side were still in shock when someone had already brushed past them, leaving everyone unable to get up again.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

In just 5 minutes, hundreds of people in the building were knocked down.

Soldiers without heavy weapons are nothing more than ants to Naoki Hanyu.
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Naoki Hanyu reappeared in front of the prison gate, but this time he wasn't wearing the appearance of an oil-loving person; he was wearing his own original appearance.

"Saki, Asuka, I've come to take you home."

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The woman in the prison was stunned, while Toyokawa Saki and the other two women were even more at a loss.

"Naoki, what brings you here?"

"Let me take you home."

Before he could finish speaking, Naoki Hanyu had already torn down the prison door and led the two women, who were still in shock, out of the cell.

"What are you daydreaming about? Let's go home."

Kudo Asuka hesitated.

"Did the oil-producing countries really give the green light?"

"No, but they can't stop me from taking you home. Don't you believe me?"

Kudo Asuka quickly shook her head, then nodded.

"I absolutely trust Naoki."

"Let's go then."

Toyokawa Saki had no distrust whatsoever. The man in front of her was willing to kill the demons of her entire family for her sake, so what else could she not trust?

Naoki Hanyu suddenly remembered something and turned to the people in the cell.

“I advise you not to run away. You can’t escape from this city anyway. Tell those oil soldiers that I, Naoki Hanyu, am taking them away. Let them try if they dare.”

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The iron gate was opened, and Naoki Hanyu grabbed the two women and, amidst their screams, leaped hundreds of meters, landing on the balcony of the apartment he had chosen as his hiding place. He threw his hair through the window, then had his clone open the balcony door, and thus easily entered.

This apartment has been vacant for some time, and being on the 13th floor, it's difficult for anyone to spot.

(End of this chapter)