Chapter 1277 Night Kill!
Oshima Yuto, who was waiting for all the members to return to the team with a gloomy face, didn't know that they had been completely targeted. Net﹤
Even from the beginning, the Temple of the Sun had locked the Corolla he was riding in, but he had never acted, just to set up a long line and catch a big fish.
This is a club, which looks very high-end and upscale, but has almost never been opened.
It has been idle since it was installed.
But in fact, this is the Yamamoto Group's industry, but it has nothing to do with the Seizure Department.
This is also Oshima Yuto's suggestion to Yamamoto Taiichiro, so that each branch can have its own territory, and other branches will not know it, in order to improve the level of confidentiality. There is only one person who has all the information, that is Yamamoto Taiichiro.
Therefore, the Killing Xingmen would never have thought that just under their noses, Oshima Yuto actually created such a secret stronghold.
In fact, when the Corolla drove into the parking lot of the club's courtyard, the members of the Sun Temple who were responsible for tracking had already locked in the identity of Oshima Yuto.
Why did the club, which has been renovated for so long, open suddenly today?
Besides, how could a plain Corolla be worthy of such a high-end and luxurious club?
Oshima Yuki's people always say they are cautious, but they are still careless after all.
If he knew that the Temple of the Sun was so meticulous, he would not know what he would feel?
And this club is as lively as before.
There are always various cars coming, but most of them are cheap cars, and some even come specially for taxis or buses.
Taking the bus to the club? What international jokes are you making?
These people, without exception, are all carrying backpacks. Although they are wearing plain clothes, they are definitely not good clothes, and they are completely incompatible with the luxurious decoration of this club!
"Good guy, that's OK." The member of the Sun Temple who was in charge of stalking seemed to be casually walking past the club and sighed softly: "It seems that Oshima Yuto was really forced to do so."
He immediately reported the news here to Su Rui.
The latter was on his way toward this place. After listening carefully, he said, "Don't act immediately, surround the club and wait for the opportunity."
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The club door is tightly closed.
In the hall, Oshima Yuto looked at his subordinates, his eyes drifting and solemn.
"Sir, after the call is completed, there should be five hundred people, but in fact there are two hundred and seventy-nine people." The assistant ran up and said.
Those subordinates who cannot contact naturally cannot come to gather.
Oshima Yuto knew that such news must not spread, otherwise it would cause panic among these living people.
But how long can it be hidden?
After so many years of his debut, he, Oshima Yuren, has never fought such a frustrating battle! It's so frustrating, okay?
However, at this time, the highest commander of Yamamoto's special forces had no idea. His biggest opponent, Su Rui, was standing outside the club, squinting his eyes and looking at all this quietly.
"Okay, let everyone rest on the spot and wait for a new round of combat orders." Oshima Yuto said lightly.
After this order was released, many of his subordinates were doubtful. Why did they give up the previous plan halfway? Could it be that there is a new move in the Temple of the Sun?
Also, where have those colleagues who have not appeared yet?
The Temple of the Sun did not give them much time to think.
It was getting dark soon.
And after these people fall asleep, it will be time for the Temple of the Sun to start moving.
Jin Taizhu and Zhou Xianwei were both wearing black suits today and appeared quietly at the side door of the club.
There were two people in black suits squatting and chatting at the door. They looked casual, but they were actually a warning post.
However, they did not appear at all, and the two figures in the darkness were gradually approaching them.
Kim Taizhu and Zhou Xianwei's footsteps were silent, like cats, until they stood behind the two alert posts, neither of them noticed them at all!
Only two sounds of "Crab, Crab, Crab" were heard in the darkness. This was the sound of the neck being twisted.
Because their clothes are similar, Kim Taizhu and Zhou Xianwei don’t even need to change their clothes, so they immediately opened the side door and went in.
There was no guard post behind the side door, so these Eastern people were still too careless. They did not expect that the Sun Temple not only did not hide from them, but instead took the initiative to touch their base camp!
After Kim Taizhu and Zhou Xianwei opened the first passage, Su Rui also followed with a few people.
This time, he did not call Udo Haruko's subordinates, and Udo Jinye also stayed in the hospital to recuperate. Su Rui and a few divine guards were enough to deal with these half-baked so-called special forces.
The accommodation conditions in this club are much better than those in the military dormitory. Most of the private rooms have been converted into dormitories. Each room has only four beds at most, and the bathroom and shower are available.
However, although the conditions are good, Oshima Yuto is extremely strict in control. When the time is up, everyone must turn off the lights and go to bed.
Now, more than an hour has passed since the lights are turned off, and these people should have fallen asleep long ago.
In order to prevent them from hearing the order, their private room doors were not closed, which undoubtedly greatly provided convenience to the Temple of the Sun! It was too easy to break into their room, and they didn't even have to open the door!
Whether it is Zhou Xianwei or Jin Taizhu, they are all good at killing people with cold weapons, and the same is true for Su Rui and Victoria. The figures of several people were like ghosts, sneaking into the private room quietly and exerting a fatal blow to the sleeping enemy.
Without even a trace of sound, these so-called Yamamoto group's special forces were cut off their throats in their sleep!
Since there are only four people sleeping in the private room, the efficiency of the Sun Temple is greatly reduced. If these people sleep in the same big room, I am afraid that they can handle everyone by just giving them ten minutes!
Su Rui had already handled more than ten people. At this time, he was just about to walk out of the room, but he encountered a patrol post.
Standing behind the wall, Su Rui and waited for the post to pass, reached out from behind, hugged the other party's neck, and then twisted it hard.
Another enemy was solved.
The battle was going on silently, and Su Rui and his men were in a hurry. Even though some enemies were not asleep and encountered slight resistance, they were able to take away the other party's life in time before the other party's voice.
An hour later, the northern half of the club had been cleaned up.
However, if you want to go to the southern half, you need to go through the brightly lit hall where there are two rows of members standing, and you don’t know what Oshima Yuto arranged them here for.
Su Rui squinted his eyes and looked at it. He knew that it would not be a problem if several of his people wanted to force their breakthrough through this line of defense, but it was absolutely impossible to do these things quietly. He would definitely play ping-pong and it would be very lively.
And this is not what Su Rui is willing to see.
So, after doing a breakup, Su Rui and his subordinates resolutely retreated.
For them, the results of this evening were already brilliant enough.
In a room on the top floor of the club, Oshima Yuto did not rest, but looked at a large Kyoto sand table, frowned and pondered.
This sand table is so fine that even every floor in each community has achieved 100% restoration.
But no matter how exquisite the sand table is, what's the use? I know that the Sun Temple is hidden among these high-rise buildings, but I just can't find them!
Apart from sending small teams to search like a net, Oshima Yuto really had no good idea for a while!
Could it be that you just sit still and wait for death?
Oshima Yuto always thought he was good at tactical arrangements, but at this time he felt that his brain was not enough, and he was completely looking for a needle in a haystack and was confused!
He simply lie on the bed in his clothes, trying to rest, but he has no sleepiness at all.
Looking at the ceiling, he shook his head: "It seems that we have to ask the idiots from the Xingxing Department to help."
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The next morning, a brief and rapid whistle sounded inside the club.
In order to prevent exposure of oneself, the whistle was not loud, but it was blown by patrol personnel at the door of each room, which was enough to achieve the purpose of waking up.
Oshima Yuto was dressed in black, standing in the center of the hall of the club, waiting for his subordinates to gather.
Waves of subordinates came and stood in line.
However, twenty minutes had passed since the whistle sounded, and only one hundred and fifty people came to the scene.
It looks sparse and feels extremely weird.
Oshima Yuto's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and the atmosphere became much more stagnant: "Where are the other people? Where have they all gone?"
Sleep in? Just one night, it becomes so unorganized and undisciplined?
"Sir, it's not good!"
Immediately afterwards, an exclamation came from the northern half of the area!
"What's going on?" Oshima Yuto's eyes were so gloomy that it could drip out of water!
This is his base camp, what can happen?
The subordinate ran out, his face covered in cold sweat, his clothes were almost wet, and he stammered: "Everyone... Sir, everyone in the Northern Half... All the people in the Northern Half are dead..."
"Everyone is dead? How is this possible?"
The scene suddenly became an uproar!
I was fine when I fell asleep last night, how could everyone die now?
Oshima Yuto rushed directly to the room in the North District without saying a word.
As a result, everyone was lying on the bed, but they were either twisted their necks or their throats were cut off, and the quilt was covered with blood!
Running from the first floor to the fourth floor, all rooms are like this!
Seeing the teammates who were gathered together yesterday, I have said goodbye to this world forever today, and the remaining members of the Oshima tribe feel a little uncomfortable. The most important thing is that the way these teammates leave is really unacceptable.
Who completed such a huge project at night?
They couldn't help but touch their necks, as if they felt a chilly wind passing through their throats!
Since they can kill their teammates quietly, they may also be killed quietly!
Chapter completed!