Tokyo Detective

Chapter 611 Supreme Title
The air defense system located in the mountains south of Haifa Port was completely destroyed, leaving only a 20-meter-deep crater.

One by one, the shells, rubbing against the atmosphere, fell to the ground like meteors, destroying the entire air defense system. The air defense system had just launched multiple missiles to intercept them, but it had already been located by Naoki Hanyu's Tianmen satellite and could not even be moved.

As for the ordinary people in Haifa, they stayed at home trembling with fear, while a carrier battle group that had just been destroyed was in the bay, and meteors fell from the sky onto the land.

This port, one of the oil-producing countries' top air defense facilities, has been completely destroyed and has little ability to intercept airstrikes from the Le Ju Party in the north.

Four minutes later, the meteor stopped, and finally some citizens dared to observe it closely. The shock of it stopping made them breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly a young man pointed south, and the meteor shower reappeared, this time with a very obvious target.

"The capital, Trafalgar?"
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Trafalgar, since the departure of a certain dangerous man, has once again returned to its days of revelry, with storms and war raging to the north unable to stop some from indulging in pleasure.

Several men left the entertainment venue drunk. They were Hadi, an extremely orthodox member of the Islamic religion, so they were exempt from military service. In other words, while other people's children went to war and died, they only needed to chant scriptures to avoid going to the battlefield.

Suddenly a convoy of armored vehicles passed by along the road, attracting the attention of the men and women.

A Hadid frowned.

"Didn't that demon leave? Why is the army still lingering in the capital? Don't they know this is disrupting everyone's lives?"

The person next to him tugged at his companion's shoulder.

"Alright, let's not say these things in public."

"Humph."

The man arrogantly raised his head, and it was from this angle that he saw a shooting star gradually enlarging in the sky.

"what is that?"

No one could give an answer. A meteor fell into the street and destroyed the armored convoy that had just been escorting the missile launchers. Only a few escort vehicles survived.

The debris from the explosion struck many passersby, drawing gasps and screams from those around them.

Shooting stars streaked across the sky, still clearly visible amidst the storm, as if enveloping the entire city of Trafalgar.

This wasn't the most desperate situation. Formations of fighter jets swept across the sky, and the missiles and bombs they dropped proved that they were not F-35s from oil-producing countries.

Shells hit buildings, causing many people to scream, and missiles destroyed military vehicles, startling soldiers into taking cover.

"Boom boom boom boom boom"

The outposts of various armed forces were attacked, and the offensive was as fierce as a storm. The local forces, which were already half-crippled, were simply unable to organize a counterattack.

The Ministry of National Defense headquarters, the location of the national command center, was only occupied by a few Ma Wang transport planes that could carry dozens of people. Instead of waiting for the helicopters to land, figures jumped down from a height of hundreds of meters without any restraint.

"Boom boom boom boom boom"

In just 10 minutes, the 40 clones, even without using muscle control, still managed to breach the quasi-military fortress with great success.

The Khorne clones walked down the corridor like victors, the clatter of suitcases making the surrendered oil-farming citizens unable to look them in the eye.

At this moment, Khorne's clone was in high spirits; he simply loved the feeling of conquest.

"Traf, I'm back, and this time I'm bringing a large army with me."

In the minister's office, Defense Minister Lenasido was forced to kneel on the ground, surrounded by a dozen clones pointing and whispering among themselves.

“Tell me where Eldard is.”

"You're delusional."

Khorne's clone smiled and patted Lenathdo's face.

"You're quite tough, aren't you? Come on, take a look at who's outside."

Lennardo looked out through the glass and then his face lit up with horror, for outside were his family: his 58-year-old wife, his 33-year-old son, and his 5-year-old grandchildren.

"You're a monster! They're innocent! If you've done something wrong, take it out on me!"

"Haha, that's really funny."

After laughing, the Khorne clone turned into a cold and ruthless expression.

"Those people in the Sara region are innocent too. You destroyed their homes, so stop talking nonsense. You all call me a terrorist, so what if I kill your whole family?"

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Lennardo lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and his tightly clenched fists showed that he was struggling with his thoughts.

Seeing this, the clone increased its stakes, whispering the devil's temptations into Lenathidor's ear.

"Eldard is dead. Our Revitalization Society will support you to become the new number one oil nation. Without my support, you'll probably be purged after this war ends."

Despite it being winter, sweat still dripped from Eldard's forehead, and in the end, this important figure succumbed to the pressure and temptation.

"Prime Minister Erdad is in the XXXX air raid shelter. Not only is it heavily guarded, but once the door is closed, even a super-large bunker-buster bomb cannot penetrate it."

"You don't need to worry about that. I want him dead. He will never see the sun rise tomorrow."

The next offensive will strike down any forces that dare to resist, as for the air-raid shelter where Eldard is hiding.

The clone looked up again and witnessed a spaceship re-entering the atmosphere and arriving above Traf, at an altitude of only 1 meters, above the storm clouds.

Of course, this appearance has already been exposed in satellite images from various countries, but he doesn't care.

"Bunker bombs can't penetrate me, but I'm a space-based artillery shell."

A deafening boom, like thunder, echoed, but the power of the artillery barrage was even faster.

A shell traveling at Mach 28 struck the air-raid shelter squarely, its terrifying power uprooting the ground within a radius of several kilometers, causing the earth to churn and the shockwave to spread for several kilometers, breaching the entire underground bunker.

When the smoke cleared, a crater hundreds of meters wide was visible on the ground, and the people inside were all dead.

Inside the spaceship, Naoki Hanyu was satisfied with the results. Was this the power of the space-based weapon he had imagined?
The 10-kilometer distance meant that the atmosphere didn't dissipate much of the projectile's energy, so the sheer devastation of this attack would absolutely astound the world.

Now that the battle has settled, Naoki Hanyu looks through the clouds at a giant warehouse.

"It's time to resupply."

As the spaceship sank completely into the sea of ​​clouds, all satellites quickly lost track of it. Its elusive nature sent chills down the spines of those watching.

That speed, that power, that stealth ability.

Which country in the world could withstand it?
Unbeknownst to them, several figures plummeted from the sky at breakneck speed; they were none other than Naoki Hanyu and his clone, who had retrieved the spaceship from the system.

No one stood up to criticize the actions of the revitalization association; they all remained silent in a tacit and cooperative manner.

Even the French and Hanscat, who are vying for the top spot in the Ao Meng alliance, are not sure if they will perish in the face of such a blow.

What's most worrying is that the Revitalization Society is a terrorist organization within America. It's hard to find and impossible to attack, and it clearly has close ties to the Five-Legged Building. Who knows when they might stage a coup?

Flames began to ignite across the oil-producing country. In the north, the Li Zhu Party reclaimed lost territory; in the east, the Canaanite moderates occupied the Holy Land; and in the south, the Canaanite radicals launched a large-scale counterattack.

Even the Kingdom of Lia took advantage of the chaos and began to advance into the Glen Heights, not only taking back the land that the Oil Country had seized the year before last, but also going further and advancing into the Sea of ​​Galilee.

The entire oil-producing region was in a state of panic until "two organizations" stepped in to discuss calming the conflict and ultimately informed the world of the outcome through a video.

"The Revival Society and the Apostle Legion have discussed the border plan. The Li Zhu Party will receive the land north of Haifa, the Canaanite moderates will receive the land south of the Sea of ​​Galilee and east of Modiin Magabilet, and the Canaanite radicals will receive all the southern lands at the same latitude as Sara. This is our decision. If anyone is dissatisfied, I will personally visit you. You should also stop fighting. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on us will have their hand cut off."

The whole world was shocked. Two terrorist organizations had actually dismembered the oil-producing country. The oil-producing people only owned one-third of the original land, which was the richest area on the west coast, but even the holy city was gone.

For a time, no one in the world criticized or opposed it, because the deterrent power of the two terrorist organizations was simply too terrifying: the Apostle Legion, known as the strongest on land, and the Revival Society, which completely overwhelmed America's main force and the oil country.

Of course, the Kingdom of Lia didn't believe in evil spirits at first, until one of their brigades was defeated by the Apostle Legion in 10 minutes, and then they obediently retreated.
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[Ding! You have completed the "Hero Creates the Times" title, achieving the highest rank.]

[Heroes Create the Times (Ultimate): The impact of their deeds is increased by 5 times. Strength +100, Stamina +100, Agility +100, Spirit +100]

There are no title skills or title rewards.

However, the role of heroes in shaping the times is already incredibly powerful; doing one unit of effort can earn them five units of reputation.

If he had received this title earlier, his prestige in Japan would have reached unprecedented heights after handling the Oda Riko coup case, and frankly, he might have even been supported as king.

"That's a terrifying skill."

Naoki Hanyu looked down from the highest point of the holy city at this sacred place that various religions fought over. Even he felt mentally exhausted after many days of hard work.

"It's time to go back. What will happen to this land in the future is up to them to decide."

As Naoki Hanyu left Tanegashima and returned to Japan, the international situation also changed.

This time, America suffered a devastating blow, losing a full two-carrier strike group, consisting of its two most advanced carriers, which already account for a quarter of America's naval power.

Despite America having 11 aircraft carriers, several of them are either delayed in retirement or are close to retirement.

Currently, one has been decommissioned and two have sunk. Because the Ford II, which was about to be launched, was taken away by Naoki Hanyu, America has only been able to maintain a fleet of nine aircraft carriers in the past few years, and in three years, it may even have only four.

America's aircraft carriers are usually half under repair and half out on missions, so only four can be deployed at a time. Moreover, there is a Revitalization Society entrenched in America's home territory.

Because of this attack, America officially cancelled its plans to take action against small South American countries and even began a large-scale withdrawal of troops worldwide.

First came the Houston Massacre, which killed millions, and then the Mediterranean War.

In just a few years, America lost more than 11 soldiers, nearly one-tenth of its standing army, and more than 700 aircraft of various types, including no fewer than 550 fighter jets.

The warships lost included three aircraft carriers (including those stolen), four amphibious assault ships, more than 20 cruisers and destroyers, and five nuclear-powered submarines.

America and her organization spent nearly $5 million to salvage the sunken nuclear-powered submarine.

America's weakness is obvious to all. Although they are still called G2, it is hard to say whether they can maintain their super status in the future.

Naoki Hanyu returned to Japan late at night, and he didn't have anyone pick him up at the airport, although he would probably have been warmly welcomed if he had asked.

In the Yuzuru residence, Seiko Akimoto sat on the edge of the bed reading a book, her shadow cast by the dim light.

Just then, a shadow appeared out of nowhere and then hugged the policewoman who was reading.

Seiko Akimoto glanced down at the hands that were wrapped around her and said calmly.

"Have you taken a shower? If not, don't hug me. I don't want to shower anymore."

Naoki Hanyu hugged her even closer, earning him a glare from the policewoman.

"How do you know it was me?"

"odor."

"Are you a puppy? How can you tell people apart by their scent?"

Akimoto Seiko did not respond, but instead elbowed the other person in the kidney area.

(End of this chapter)