Episode 3: The Bloody Path to Adulthood, Chapter 45: Scaring the Little Girl (Part 2)
"Sister, are we really going to become Chinese?" Mei Chuan Neiyi peeked half her head out from behind Mei Chuan Xiaoku.
"What else can we do? We can't even live in Japan anymore. It's all your fault. Now you've gone too far. Dad and I told you to stay away from that Sato kid, stay away, but you just wouldn't listen!" Umekawa Nai's voice was initially helpless, but once she started scolding her sister, it grew louder and louder. She didn't care about the dangerous situation she was in. It seems that sometimes, people's habits are really hard to change or control.
"Didn't I already apologize to my sister? I'm sorry. I wonder how Jiro is doing now, and whether he was able to escape!"
"What did you say? It seems you haven't seriously reflected on your actions yet. You've caused such a huge mess and you're still thinking about him. I absolutely have to teach you a lesson!" With that, Mei Chuan Neiyi grabbed her sister's wrist and pulled her into her arms. Judging from her posture, she clearly wanted to spank her.
Zhang Lei was assigned the task of monitoring these sisters. "Hit them, hit them, it would be best if they took their pants off and hit them!" Zhang Lei's mouth was practically watering. This scene was just too exciting. Even if it was the original version without translation or subtitles, it would still be very enjoyable to watch.
"No, no, sister, I know I was wrong, please forgive me!" Mei Chuan Xiao Ku desperately shrank back. "I'll never do it again. Are you really going to hit me in front of outsiders, sister, sister!"
Japanese people still place great importance on the concept of seniority. Although Mei Chuan Nai is only a few minutes older than Mei Chuan Xiao Ku, and Mei Chuan Xiao Ku is clearly a girl who doesn't follow the rules very well, when the older sister really wants to discipline the younger sister, she only dares to back away and say some words of begging for mercy, and does not dare to make any extra resistance.
Perhaps it was because Mei Chuan Nei had just thought about how her sister had gotten involved, and because her sister seemed completely unrepentant, that she acted impulsively. She really felt it was inappropriate to make her spank her sister in front of outsiders.
Mei Chuan Neiyi reluctantly released Mei Chuan Xiaoku's hand. "Fine, we'll wait until we see Daddy and let him teach you a lesson. I hope you're prepared. This time, I won't plead for you. Now kneel here and reflect on your actions!"
"Tch!" What's so interesting about this? Although a beautiful woman kneeling on the ground does have a certain stimulating beauty, Zhang Lei was still much disappointed compared to his earlier anticipation of that kind of dynamic action.
Zhang Lei pulled at the guy with the silver sword who was on the same mission as him, and the guy looked like he was drooling. "Brother, can you translate this for me?" Since he couldn't see the dynamic scenes, he naturally wanted to understand the plot.
"What brother, you little brat!" The guy was clearly very unhappy that Zhang Lei had interrupted his fantasy, but he still couldn't help translating for Zhang Lei, "They were just saying..."
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On the other hand, although neither Linghu Zaichong nor Li Zaixing wanted to contact the headquarters now and expose their current location, it was clear that the situation was not something they could control.
A powerful communication signal came from headquarters. This signal could be activated without you having to turn it on. However, such a signal would be as conspicuous as a light bulb in radio surveillance. Even if Japan were not currently focused on intercepting the signal, this powerful signal would still be easily detected.
There was no other way. Neither Linghu nor Li Zaixing had their phones turned on, and the leaders at headquarters were eager to know what was happening here. The liaison officer obeyed orders from above and sent out this signal. Normally, this kind of signal is disabled unless it is a matter of life and death or the mission urgently needs to change its objective.
However, it was clear that the Shanghai headquarters had not carried out any missions requiring strict secrecy for a long time. For them, knowing the progress of the mission was of utmost importance to His Excellency, including the lives of those on the mission.
Deputy Director Qian knew nothing about the matter. He had never been in charge of any missions, and his words carried little weight. Everyone knew what the deputy director of the State Administration of Foreign Exchange actually did.
There's an old Chinese saying, "Replacing a general on the eve of battle is a major taboo in military strategy." Replacing a commander before he commits any heinous mistake is irresponsible and shows a lack of trust. This mission is practically a ladder to heaven, and since Qian Tuzi has landed it, how could he possibly give it up? Even if it's a free ride, he can't let anyone kick him off the bus.
Moreover, they weren't truly unscathed. If they were, and the operation failed as a result, someone would have to take the blame. The extent of the blame would depend on the importance of the operation. The importance of this operation goes without saying; even a military region commander might not be able to bear the responsibility.
The speed at which the Japanese obtained the intelligence exceeded their initial expectations, and the level of secrecy at the command headquarters was not as good as they had imagined. Although several suspects were immediately placed under surveillance, a detailed investigation could be postponed, but the change in the plan had to be communicated to the operatives.
Japan's Self-Defense Forces have increased patrols at sea, not to mention regular flights. At this point, it seems virtually impossible to continue deploying additional forces to Japan as originally planned.
Superhumans are not gods. Fighting warships on the sea is still a bit of a fantasy. Superhumans can use their unique skills to fight bullets, but that doesn't mean they can fight naval cannons, especially on the sea.
In this situation, it would be foolish to send more superhuman combatants over. Ten groups of people might not even make it to one group. In any case, superhumans cannot be used as cannon fodder. Even if the military is willing, the National Bureau of Foreign Affairs is not.
Superhumans are more like nuclear bombs. If the losses are too great and cause an imbalance, then China will become someone else's hunting ground again. Who can bear that responsibility, and who dares to bear it?
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"Zhang Lei, get ready quickly, we're leaving here immediately!" This was Li Zaixing's idea; he was quite aware of his own situation.
Don't be fooled by the hype when the equipment is distributed, which makes it seem like it's the world's top-of-the-line equipment. In reality, there's no need to shy away from the fact that we still have many shortcomings in these areas. Japan is a powerhouse in electronics, and Li Zaixing has carried out missions in Japan. As long as we use these so-called high-tech electronic devices, they are rarely undetected unless the enemy is completely oblivious.
Episode 3: The Bloody Path to Adulthood, Chapter 46: The Siege (Part 1)
"Zhang Lei, knock them out!" There were several tasks at this time. One group was to clean up the machine, another group was to silence them, and the third group was to send someone to knock out the two sisters to prevent them from screaming and moving around. It would be easier to deal with them after they were knocked out. To most people here, they were practically nothing, and besides, the two sisters were both very slender.
Although the Bureau of Foreign Affairs is currently in charge, Li Zaixing is actually in command. He has much more experience in missions. In fact, the guys in the Bureau of Foreign Affairs only need a title; when they actually get together, they are not people who fight for power and profit.
Li Zaixing felt that the task he gave Zhang Lei was to take care of him. He thought that even if such a child had superpowers and had committed murder in battle, it was completely different from killing an innocent person in normal times.
“Well, I’ve never knocked anyone unconscious before, I’m afraid I might not know my own strength! Let’s get someone else, I’m afraid I’ll hurt them if I hit them too hard!” Zhang Lei said, pulling on a Silver Sword team member who was walking towards the basement. “How about we switch?”
Zhang Lei gave one reason, and another reason might be that the two girls were too beautiful, which made it difficult for him to do it. How to put it, it's really not an easy thing for a man to overcome his gentlemanly manners. Zhang Lei was instilled from a young age that men should not hit women. Although in Zhang Lei's mind, this automatically means beautiful women, and whether or not he can lightly pat their butts is another matter, it is still somewhat difficult for Zhang Lei to knock out two flower-like girls like that.
"Don't knock us out, we'll behave!" Mei Chuan Xiao Ku waved his hands. Being knocked out was no pleasant experience, especially when he woke up, his head felt like it was splitting open.
But the teammate who swapped with Zhang Lei acted as if he didn't see anything. He slapped each of the two girls on the neck, and even the prettiest girls could only fall down like sacks.
"Be obedient? Hmph, even if you were obedient, you wouldn't lie down under the seats, would you? The train is already very crowded!"
Zhang Lei then realized that the two girls had been tucked under the seats the whole time they arrived. No wonder he hadn't seen them on the way here. These guys were really heartless. Even if they were Japanese, pretty girls should at least have some human rights, right?
Since they had switched tasks, the team member simply grabbed one girl with each hand and carried her out. At this point, even if Zhang Lei wanted to switch back, he wouldn't have a chance. However, judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to feel the softness of the female body at all; it really felt like he was carrying two sacks.
Zhang Lei could only fantasize about having two girls between his legs, and imagine the feeling of that touch, as he helplessly walked towards the basement.
By the time Zhang Lei walked down half-heartedly, they had almost finished. However, the scene of blood everywhere did not appear as he had imagined. That makes sense; all it would take was to turn a person's head a few dozen degrees more. Why make it all bloody?
"Kid, dare to make a move? I left one for you over there!" Zhang Lei's memory wasn't very good to begin with, and he hadn't had much contact with people. All he knew so far was that the one who spoke was Silver Sword, but he didn't know who it was.
They probably wanted to see Zhang Lei make a fool of himself. To be honest, Silver Sword had already lost all face in front of the National Bureau of Statistics. Now, the people from the National Bureau of Statistics were being very polite to them, and most of the time, they were practically letting their captain give orders. But what did that mean? Everyone knew it was just the victors giving handouts to the losers.
The Silver Swordsmen didn't want a direct confrontation; they weren't qualified anymore. But in this insignificant place, they could at least teach these useless brats a lesson, right? Seeing them tremble and hesitate when they couldn't bring themselves to strike would at least salvage something for their consciences.
Linghu and the others naturally wouldn't dare, and Liu Yun wouldn't be a good target either. That leaves Zuo Ying and Tian Xiao, two girls. If they deliberately caused trouble, it would only make them seem tasteless. That leaves Zhang Lei. Although Zhang Lei isn't very old, since he's an ability user, he shouldn't be treated like a child. I've heard he's a very strong ability user.
To their surprise, Zhang Lei showed no sign of backing down. He merely wrinkled his nose. A broken neck often resulted in incontinence as a side effect, and the basement smelled quite unpleasant. More importantly, it reminded him of the taste he had heard from Michiko's mouth during their fight.
"Kid, are you sure you can handle this? Hurry up, we're in a rush. If you can't, that brat won't be your practice subject!"
What they left Zhang Lei was a boy of about ten years old, who looked like a beautiful child. In Japan, people who live in houses like this must be wealthy. The child was very well taken care of; even the best-skinned girl might not be able to compare to him.
Looking at him, Zhang Lei felt like he was seeing himself a few years ago. Although Zhang Lei didn't have such good skincare when he was a child, he should have been a pretty, rosy-cheeked kid.
The little boy desperately tried to shrink back, but behind him was the basement wall. Sitting on the ground, his legs could only kick forward uselessly. There was a puddle of water there, and it goes without saying what it was. He was also repeating something under his breath.