Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Chapter 347, Section 94: Kyoto Rainstorm

"Muramasa Taki has confirmed that the remains of the Kyoto Giant can be transformed into something through a special forging process."

Leon carefully considered his words: "...similar to the legendary silver bullets that are effective against vampires, bullets that have a special attack effect on demons."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone. Clearly, the importance of this information was enough for the president to need a moment to weigh it.

"Now, if we include all the remaining giant skeletons in Kyoto, how many of these anti-magic bullets could we convert?"

"A preliminary conservative estimate is that at least five million rounds can be produced." Leon had asked Takii about this beforehand.

"Time? How long will it take?"

"It depends on Ms. Muramasa's efficiency and the actual situation. If everything goes smoothly, it will take at least a month," Leon replied truthfully.

“Alright. Leon, listen up, at all costs, cooperate with Muramasa Takii to defend the giant's remains in Kyoto. They are an extremely valuable strategic resource. If necessary, we can make tactical sacrifices.”

“I will authorize McCullough to take full command of all related military operations in Japan. You will need to cooperate fully with him.”

“Understood, Your Excellency.” Leon understood; this decision was entirely within his expectations.

A weapon that can be used by ordinary soldiers and has been proven to be effective in killing demons has considerable strategic value.

Five million rounds of ammunition, even if hundreds of thousands are used up in a single operation, would be enough to support ten such operations.

They now also have special forces formed to deal with extraordinary disasters, and there are quite a few of them, but overall they lack effective countermeasures. They are similar to the regular US military, indecisive and resorting to artillery mechanics when faced with a crisis.

In many cases, their countermeasures are not as effective as those of the Talos squad.

If the Talos squad suffers any losses, the cost will be enormous, and it will be difficult to replenish them in a short period of time.

They need a more effective and combat-ready core force.

Special forces equipped with anti-magic bullets are the most cost-effective option.

In layman's terms: high-level cannon fodder.

Although the incident occurred in Japan, and the Self-Defense Forces are currently stationed there, the President has already claimed the bullet as his own.

Anyway, even a superhuman wouldn't look down on these things.

Leon also believed that, from a self-interested perspective, a pragmatic superhuman like Taki would most likely not oppose the plan.

Giving these bullets to the US military would indeed maximize their effectiveness, thereby indirectly relieving their pressure.

Otherwise, are we really going to give it to the Self-Defense Forces?
McCullough's direct communication was quickly connected.

Without a word of pleasantries, he went straight to the point and demanded that Leon provide all the relevant details.

"Stationary defense has too many limitations, and the distribution of the remains is also not conducive to defensive deployment."

After some discussion, a preliminary idea has been developed.

First, immediately cut up the massive skeleton left behind by the Kyoto Giant and break it down into easily transportable parts.

The dismembered remains were all transported to Funaokayama Park in northern Kyoto and the surrounding mountainous highlands.

The terrain here is treacherous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, making it convenient to establish a circular defensive position, maximizing the advantages of the defenders, while also providing a relatively safe environment for Muramasa Takii to forge bullets.

Then, approximately 5,000 troops from various US military bases in Japan, along with 20,000 Japanese Self-Defense Force personnel, were quickly deployed to Kyoto to build a defense system and ensure the safety of the bone refining base.

This plan is quite domineering, completely treating the Japanese mainland and its military as subordinate forces that can be mobilized at will.

But neither of them felt that anything was wrong.

What do you mean by saying that the command of the Self-Defense Forces is not actually in America's hands and needs to go through the cabinet? Don't make your American brother laugh.

The president and McCullough spoke together, and even the cabinet procedures were carried out by taking action first and then submitting the votes later.

Once the plan was finalized, the specific details of its refinement and implementation were handed over to the staff and frontline command system.

The war machine is now truly running at high speed.

That night, mobilization alarms sounded at various U.S. military bases that had been expanded following the extraordinary incident.

The camp was brightly lit, and vehicles roared as fully armed soldiers pulled out brand-new cars and drove in a grand procession towards Kyoto along the still passable road network.

Although the black rain caused severe damage to traffic, with broken-down and abandoned vehicles everywhere on the road, the convoy's progress was greatly hindered. Moreover, there was no guarantee that the convoy would not encounter black rain on the way. Once it did encounter black rain, even military products would have a significant failure rate.

Their strategy was simple and crude: overestimate losses and over-allocate resources.

You need five thousand people, right? Then send eight thousand!

It is anticipated that a large number of vehicles will break down en route due to black rain corrosion or mechanical failures, so it is advisable to prepare three to two times the number of transport vehicles and spare parts.

We must spare no expense to deploy sufficient troops and equipment to the designated locations within the stipulated time.

Muramasa Taki did not express any objection to the plan to dispose of the remains in pieces.

For her, disassembling the skeleton would indeed make it easier for her to carry out subsequent forging operations and also make it easier to defend.

She also personally took charge, spending most of the day chopping the mountain-like remains of the giant into appropriately sized pieces that were easy for vehicles to transport.

The next task was handed over to the Self-Defense Forces that were already stationed there for defense.

Those with cars used them, and those without cars used manpower to transport all the items to Chuangaoka Park, ten kilometers away.

Driven by profit and the threat of death, the combined US-Japan forces operated with an efficiency that was almost unbelievable.

In just two days.

A field fortification, built along the mountainside and layered with defenses, complete with barbed wire, trenches, minefields, heavy machine gun positions, and even a makeshift helicopter landing pad, was already taking shape.

More than 5,000 U.S. soldiers and more than 20,000 Self-Defense Force members have been basically deployed, and various supplies and ammunition are piled up like mountains.

At first glance, who would dare say this is Kyoto? It looks like the front line of some war.

During these two days, Takii did not participate in much defense construction.

She raced against time to utilize another property of the giant's remains to create the Black Rain Weather Forecast Bottle.

It involves vertically sealing a small bone column, about the size of a finger bone, in a transparent glass bottle. Once black lines start to appear on the bone column from the bottom, it means that dark clouds are gathering and black rain is about to fall.

The height to which the bone pillars are stained black can directly reflect the intensity level of this black rain.

These precious weather forecast bottles were quickly distributed to disaster prevention departments in counties across the country and to important military bases.

The weather in Kyoto has been unusually sunny these past two days. The sunshine briefly dispelled the gloom that had been lingering in people's hearts.

However, in other parts of the island, there were a few sporadic black rain showers.

Demons appear during every black rain.

As before, their appearance is not entirely for killing, but more for creating fear, gradually pressing down on people's psychological defenses until they collapse.

It seems that by doing so, they can gain greater benefits.

With Takii temporarily unavailable, the entire nationwide flood relief mission fell on the shoulders of Hayato and Nobi Tomohiro, who were able to move at high speeds.

Hirosue Eri appeared during the construction of the defense line, sowed some seeds, and then disappeared. She is probably still near Kyoto.

But today, Kyoto's good fortune has run out.

Perhaps the demons sensed that Takii was refining the giant's remains. After Takii forged them, the nature of the remains would change, making them unable to consume them.

Even if they lack intelligence, they would never sit idly by and watch all of this come to pass!
So the strength accumulated over two days was unleashed at this moment.

In the base camp.

Black lines slowly appeared on the weather forecast bottle that was constantly being watched.

The patterns spiraled and spread upwards, reaching the top of the bone pillar, where they intertwined and tangled, eventually settling into a deep black.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a strong wind was blowing.

Lights that had been prepared in advance throughout the military camp were turned on simultaneously, and flares were launched to provide visibility for the tense soldiers.

October 4th, night. Kyoto, torrential rain.

The black rain instantly went into a berserk state.

Because the terrain here is relatively high, and special drainage and waterproofing measures have been taken, several large pits have even been blasted in the nearby flat land to serve as reservoirs, all to ensure smoother drainage.

So unless the rain floods Kyoto, it will be difficult to submerge their positions.

Taki, who was in the center, stopped forging, gently patted the ashes in his hand, carried six or seven bone knives on his back, ignored the black rain, and appeared step by step at the forefront of the position.

She casually stuck the bone knife into the ground, formed a circle around herself, closed her eyes, and quietly waited for the monsters to appear.

Now we can kill to our hearts' content.

She liked the physical structure of these demons very much because the feeling when the knife cut into them was similar to cutting a person.

The soldiers on the defensive line, wearing raincoats, stood ready for battle.

Perhaps there is some mechanism that prevents demons from appearing directly among people; otherwise, the defenses wouldn't be set up this way.

In the city, sirens blared intermittently, and less than 20% of Kyoto's residents remained huddled in their homes, trembling with fear.

The vast majority of citizens fled, because the Emperor led the way.

Emperor Tenjin was still young and wanted to enjoy life more, but he didn't have the same determination as William V to stay in the city. Besides, Kyoto wasn't the capital!

At least Tokyo is still the de facto capital.

So when the first black rain stopped and he learned that Kyoto might be a city that received special treatment from the black rain, he hurriedly asked the prime minister to arrange for someone to pick him up and take him back to Tokyo, completely ignoring how many curses the citizens of Kyoto were saying about him behind his back.

However, it is foreseeable that people in both Kanto and Kansai will be quite dissatisfied with his approach.

When the Tokyo fog raged, you ran faster than anyone else. You slipped away to Kyoto to enjoy yourself.

Now the tables have turned, and Tokyo has become a haven, so you've rushed back here.

It's one thing for ordinary people to run around like this, but for a national symbol to do this is truly disappointing.

They are coming.

Taki opened her eyes.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the black rain seems to have lessened a bit. It's no longer an exaggeratedly dark mosaic, but at least you can see the outlines more than ten meters away through the strong light.

And those demons.
Ok?
Taki squinted, let out a soft sigh in the rain, slowly drew out two bone knives, and flicked them gently.

She saw it.

In the depths of that shadowy rain curtain, countless points of scarlet light, like countless eyes opening, silently shone from the earth soaked by black rain and from the shadows of ruins.

These red dots, densely packed, covered every direction within sight, slowly approaching the defensive position like a tide.

A chilling feeling, as if being watched by countless venomous snakes, enveloped the entire battlefield.

And the owners of those pairs of eyes gradually appeared before everyone's eyes.

However, its appearance alone gave the defending side a great shock.

"This outfit."

"Impossible, this is... no!"

"Fake! It must be fake!"

There was a commotion among the Self-Defense Forces members; they all looked like they'd seen a ghost. Well, that doesn't seem entirely wrong.

Their faces were deathly pale, their lips trembled, and some even collapsed to the ground, their hands barely able to hold their guns. Panic spread rapidly among the Self-Defense Forces.

Even some mid- to lower-ranking officers in the Self-Defense Forces were pale-faced, their foreheads covered in cold sweat, their mouths agape, unable to utter any effective commands, completely stunned by the scene before them.

The American troops, however, found it all too strange. These humanoid monsters, dressed in outdated uniforms and wielding weapons that looked like fire pokers, seemed much easier to deal with than the bizarre creatures they had encountered before.

The Self-Defense Forces are really useless; this battle will probably depend entirely on them.

"What the hell?! You cowards!" A US machine gunner couldn't help but roar at the trembling Self-Defense Force members nearby.

"They...they are the empire."

The Self-Defense Forces' fear was not without reason.

Although the history they studied contained much of the Spring and Autumn Annals style of writing.

But some photos will definitely be included, for example.

These are classic imperial military uniforms from the Showa era.

They crawled out of hell.

This appearance suggests it could not possibly be a heroic spirit coming to aid in the battle.

It seems that they want to take more of their compatriots with them.

Even the most right-wing guy who clamors all day long to restore the glory of the empire would be terrified if he were here right now.

What they want is to cause others pain and fear, not to become objects of glory themselves!

I don't even want to think that I would become the target of my former "idol"!

Aside from letting out a soft groan, Takii showed no surprise. To her, the humanoid monster was better, and she could chop it up more easily.

She was directly opposite, no more than thirty meters away.

An officer with bloodshot eyes and dressed in a neat uniform stepped out from the horde of monsters with anthropomorphic gait.

He drew his command sword, raised it high above his head, and slowly leaned forward, a chilling smile appearing on his face.

The words "Kill the Emperor!" were squeezed out of his throat intermittently, with a strange and stiff tone.

"Long live the Emperor." It paused, seemingly adjusting its pronunciation, and spoke again, its voice more fluent.

"Long live!" Finally, his smile became even brighter, as if he had taken a deep breath and then shouted.

As soon as he uttered his last words, the sea of ​​monsters surged.

"Long live! Long live!!"

The demons behind him and all around him seemed to be instantly infused with a violent soul.

They all roared in unison, a deafening and frenzied scream!
Thousands upon thousands of distorted sounds converged, forming a terrifying sonic wave powerful enough to tear eardrums and shatter the mind, even at one point drowning out the sound of the torrential rain!
The next second, this demonic legion, like a flood, charged fearlessly towards the circular defensive position of the US-Japan allied forces with bayonets in hand and stiff yet fanatical steps amidst shouts of "Long live the US!"

"Fire! Fire!"

The American commanders across the position were shouting themselves hoarse.

They did not understand the Self-Defense Forces' fear; faced with an attack of such scale, their fighting instincts made them react immediately.

In an instant.

The entire Chuangshan defense line lit up.

The roars of various weapons intertwined into a scorching metal storm, forming clearly visible fire nets that poured madly down on the charging wave of demons.

A strange battle has officially begun in Kyoto.

The Allied Forces of the United States and Japan fought a major battle against the Imperial Army in Kyoto!

The explosions and roars of artillery fire caused the demons at the forefront to fall in droves, torn apart, ripped apart, and blown away by the exaggerated firepower!
But they felt no fear. As those in front fell, those behind immediately laughed wildly, trampling over the bodies of their companions that had turned into black puddles, and continued to charge forward.

Their charging speed increased continuously, and the battle line was approaching the position at a visible speed.

It gives you the feeling that your ammunition is being used up every moment, while my manpower is endless.

There was no artillery fire or bombardment at the main gate, because
Muramasa Takii is guarding this place alone.

(End of this chapter)