Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 167 Trapped
"Woohoo, it seems!"

Fujiwara Masato, who was still on the plane, pretended to be sleeping while watching the battle at New York International Airport through the map. When he saw the Jew named Winifred falling to the ground, he almost screamed with joy.

Now that the mission objective has been completed, it's time to retreat.

Then what happened next made Fujiwara Masato feel that something was not right.

First of all, the police outside arrived too quickly. Nearly a hundred police cars rushed in from all directions, blocking the intersection and forcing the second team of armed police who were originally parked outside the airport to respond. No one dared to show up.

In addition, there were nearly a hundred unidentified armed men jumping out of various corners. As soon as Fujiwara Masato saw their prefixes, he knew that he was in big trouble.

+Israeli Special Forces+
+American Veteran Rifleman+
"Red Neck Gunman"

Good guy, at this point, no matter how inexperienced Fujiwara Masato is, he still knows that he has encountered a trap!
……

Special Agent in Charge Rogier, head of the New York FBI division, is going crazy.

Rogier knew that a senior agent of the Israeli Mossad was planning to set up in New York and was going to use his appearance to fish out the so-called anti-Semitic forces in the United States and eliminate them in one fell swoop.

As for himself on the front line... Rogier knew that he was going to step down too. The difference was that if this matter was handled quickly and well, he, who was approaching fifty-five, could still retire, and he would still be able to retire with a basic sum after he resigned. Jin, go to work as a security consultant for a large company.

Originally this was done unwillingly, but as a result, Mossad's plan went awry, and the "anti-Semitic forces" that were caught did indeed appear.

Unfortunately, the influence of Jews in the United States is deeper and stronger than anyone imagined. Rogier said no in the morning. In the afternoon, a call from the Washington headquarters came to his office. The deputy director of the FBI, who has a higher position than Rogier. He ordered clearly.

And letting a foreign intelligence agency carry out such a plan in New York City is simply a slap in the face to Rogier!
If he agrees, will the New York detectives below still think highly of Rogier as the supervisor?

However, this group of armed men did not conduct an ambush on the road from the airport to the hotel as planned. Instead, they carried out an attack directly at the well-protected New York International Airport. They also let the avatar pass and directly hit the real person. .

"You must cooperate with Mossad's actions in this matter. If you don't, I will remove you from your position and replace you with a supervisor who is willing to cooperate!"

His arms couldn't hold his thighs, and no matter how reluctant and aggrieved he was, Rogier could only cooperate with Mossad's plan.

If people are immortal, those who are afraid of the secret being leaked will naturally help the deputy director's family go to heaven happily.

Rogier does not agree with such a plan. No matter how good the relationship between Israel and the United States is, it is still essentially a foreign power.

When he received the news, Rogier's first reaction was that he deserved it!
Who deserves it?
The deputy director of the FBI in Washington deserved it. No matter what the outcome was, he had to step down when gunfire rang out at the New York International Airport. And in order to keep the secrets that the deputy director knew, after stepping down, he He must also commit suicide.

Therefore, when the so-called fishing plan was submitted to Rogier, he rejected it without thinking.

If it is not handled well, then Rogier will be fired. Not only will he not have a pension, but he will also not be able to think about a lucrative consultant position. He can rest on his laurels for the rest of his life.

Therefore, when Rogier received the news that gunshots were fired at the New York International Airport, without knowing the number and weapons of the attackers, he immediately ordered all available FBI agents to gather at the New York Airport, and at the same time he He also drove at full speed.

When Rogier arrived at the scene, several armed men wearing body armor were rushing towards the airport. "What love..."

"Bang bang bang..."

Rogier had just gotten out of the car and wanted to ask about the situation at the scene. A burst of gunfire rang out not far away. The police and FBI agents at the scene subconsciously lowered their heads and bent over and rushed towards the nearest bunker.

Rogier is no exception.

"What happened!" Rogier, who was lying behind an armored vehicle, asked loudly. The detective on the side went out to watch. After watching for two minutes, he picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the police at the scene. Only then did he finally know the sound of gunshots. The truth rings true.

"Supervisor, when the police were checking the car, they discovered unidentified armed men. There were seven of them. After opening fire on the police, they are now retreating to the airport."

"Quickly order everyone to open fire and keep these thugs..." Rogier shouted, and then he looked up at the armored vehicle on the side and the two remote-controlled light machine guns with gun shields on the top of the armored vehicle.

"Drive the armored vehicle over and kill them with machine guns!"

……

The situation is not good!
Chris, who was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the airport and observing the situation with binoculars, had already seen the second team that had been evacuated to the airport in a panic. Only five of them were left, while they were retreating and throwing smoke bombs around them.

The thick smoke obscured the view of the surrounding police and unknown militants, giving them the opportunity to retreat.

However, Chris, who was condescending, could see that just when the five people were still fifty meters away from the nearest airport entrance, a wheeled armored vehicle was rushing over in the smoke.

Once it breaks out of the smoke, it's basically in their face, and the light machine gun on top can mow them down.

"Fire support, brothers, hit that armored vehicle...quickly." Chris shouted. Lying on the ground, he took out his M4A1 assault rifle and fired a long burst at the armored vehicle two hundred meters away. The bullets broke in front of him. glass wall, flying into the distance.

A group of six other armed police officers quickly joined the battle, using assault rifles and light machine guns to focus fire on the armored vehicle.

A dense rain of bullets fell on the body of the armored vehicle, clanging and sparks flying. Although it did not break the defense, it successfully frightened the policeman in the vehicle, causing him to violently turn the steering wheel and deviate from the original route.

Just when Chris was relieved, someone shouted in his ear.

"No. 6 was killed, there was a sniper!"

Hearing this warning, Chris subconsciously shrank his head, and then rolled towards the pillar on the side. The next second he left the place, there was a snap on the ground, a piece of debris splashed up, and a small crater appeared. Chris's view.

"Conceal, cover everything...no, throw smoke bombs to the outside world, cover!"

(End of this chapter)