Tokyo Detective

Chapter 592 Sorting Out the Spoils of War: Weapons for an Entire Division (Long Chapter)

Of course, the First Division could also argue that they suffered even greater casualties, exceeding 3000 men, and were still not satisfied with a 1-2 score as police officers.

Of course, the First Division's excuse was untenable, because it was these guys who launched the coup that caused so many things to happen and resulted in so many deaths and injuries.

Of course, Naoki Hanyu has no right to blame anyone, thinking that by not actively recalling it, he can openly forget that he recently claimed to have arrested Riko Oda, which is why this incident became the trigger.

Just then, a woman dressed in special forces uniform walked over. When she took off her helmet, it was Yakushiji Ryoko.

Naoki Hanyu quickly grabbed the other person's hand, as there were many miscellaneous objects at the foot of the road.

"You shouldn't have come along. Watch your step."

Yakushiji Ryoko took the opportunity to kiss the man. She had seen his behavior today in some videos and she absolutely adored this man who was both powerful and considerate, comparable to a god.

"Don't worry, your child isn't fully formed yet."

"I was talking about the child. I'm just concerned about you. But what's more important than Ryoko? If we lose her, we can just have another one."

Ryoko Yakushiji rolled her eyes at the man, as if having a child wasn't important. She was 33 years old; it was time for her to have a child.

"Stop being sarcastic. Our men have already taken control of the entire camp. I don't recommend bringing everyone back to the police station."

"Of course, we won't take them all. We'll only take officers of platoon rank and above. The rest will be handled by the arriving defense force. By the way..."

Naoki Hanyu whispered something in the policewoman's ear, the content of which left Ryoko Yakushiji speechless.

Are you Zhou Bapi (a notorious exploiter)?

"This is war reparations, hurry up, or it will be gone."

Ryoko Yakushiji couldn't do anything about the men, so she could only arrange for people to move the equipment. She didn't want the main battle tanks, the 155mm howitzers, or the anti-aircraft missile launchers.

We don't want any weapons that exceed the latest police law, but we're not so lenient with other weapons.

The Apache helicopters, reconnaissance and armed helicopters, transport helicopters, Type 19 heavy infantry fighting vehicles, light infantry fighting vehicles, light armored vehicles, anti-aircraft guns, portable air defense missiles, and anti-tank missiles were all taken away.

Take the mortars, take the cannons of all calibers, take the heavy machine guns, take the light machine guns, take the sniper rifles.

We don't need automatic rifles and submachine guns; the police station has enough.

Half a division's equipment was taken away truckload after truckload. Keep in mind that the 1st Division was a reinforced division, more important than the highest-level armored division, not to mention the second-level mobile division, and the third-level coastal deployment division, which was the lowest-level division.

Therefore, the weapons that Naoki Hanyu took with him were enough to arm a coastal deployment division.

The scene of frenzied looting left some prisoners dumbfounded. Good heavens, now the First Division was truly dead in name only, without even weapons.

The total value of the equipment of a second-tier mobile division is approximately 250 billion Japanese dollars, while the total value of the equipment of the 1st Division, as an enhanced division, exceeds 400 billion.

Although the most expensive armored battalion was destroyed, the weapons that Naoki Hanyu took away definitely exceeded 1000 billion yen.

Despite the fact that the total annual expenditure of the entire police force is as high as 4 trillion yen, more than 8% of which is for welfare expenses such as salaries and pensions, Japan is very stingy when it comes to weapons funding.

A few years ago, it would have been difficult to get the government to come up with an additional $2 billion for equipment. Even now, it's easier to get within $10 billion, but if it exceeds $10 billion, Congress will definitely criticize you to death.

Therefore, the equipment of the First Division, exceeding one hundred billion, is absolutely sufficient for the police agency's equipment budget for several years.
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The tracks and wheels left clear marks on the concrete ground. With the barracks emptied, the 7th Division finally arrived late, late in every sense of the word.

The commander of the 3rd Armored Regiment, who was at the forefront, was dumbfounded. He saw thousands of defense personnel gathered in the square, some chatting, some squatting in a daze, guarded by a mere hundred policemen. In short, if it weren't for their military uniforms, they wouldn't look like an army at all.

Several thousand people were captured by the police just like that, which would have been considered a fantasy a few years ago.

Regimental Commander Nakai Seto suppressed his strange feelings and stepped forward to negotiate, after all, the military camp was now police headquarters territory.

"Hello, Director Hanyu. My name is Seto Nakai. I am the commander of the 3rd Armored Regiment and have been ordered to take over the military camp."

Naoki Hanyu politely shook hands with the other person.

“Lieutenant Colonel, you’ve come at the right time. We police were just about to retreat, and the soldiers in the camp are in your hands. But let me remind you, they are all involved in the coup, so you can’t be too nice to them, or some people might get upset.”

Are you the one who's unhappy?

Seto Nakai didn't say anything, he just nodded.

Naoki Hanyu signaled for the police convoy to gradually withdraw.

"By the way, I took all the mid- to high-ranking officers from the First Division with me."

"Isn't this inappropriate, Director Yuzuru?"

Naoki Hanyu said calmly.

"Anyway, we're just waiting for the court trial. Besides, I don't feel comfortable putting suspected traitors in the defense force. Although most of your defense force members are patriots like lieutenant colonels, it's possible that some of them are protecting these traitors."

Since World War II, Japan has not established military courts. Members of the Defense Forces who commit criminal offenses (such as rebellion or sedition) are tried in ordinary courts just like civilians.

Before Nakai Seto could speak, Hanyu Naoki pointed to more than 40 semi-powered armored vehicles not far away and said.

"We were able to take down the 1st Division thanks to our Police Department's Sharp Blade Squad. Just one squad wiped out an armored battalion and two infantry regiments."

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Good grief, Nakai Seto wondered if he was overthinking it. Logically, they were teammates, but it sounded like he was telling Nakai to shut up. His entire armored regiment was in the camp, and if my Sharp Blade Squad got close, they could be wiped out in a minute. So listen to me.

Seto Nakai was also curious and skeptical about this power armor unit with a proven track record in actual combat. Although America's power armor squad was the first, they fought fungal zombies instead of directly dueling and defeating the King of Land Warfare today.

Are tanks and other armored vehicles really going to be relegated to the sidelines, and will powered armor dominate future land warfare?
If that's the case, then we need to quickly plan and equip ourselves with new armor.

Seto Nakai is very adaptable.

"Director Yuzuru, I heard that you are a major shareholder of the Powered Exoskeleton Company. I wonder if I could represent the 7th Division and the Exoskeleton Company to order the Akatsuki Type 1 Semi-Powered Armor?"

Naoki Hanyu, who was originally planning to leave, unexpectedly looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and then shook his head.

"Although I'd love to agree, I have no right to interfere in the company's operations. This is an agreement we've already signed. Besides, this year's exoskeleton production will be prioritized for the police department, so your chances are slim. Why don't you start with Mitsubishi's power armor instead?"

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Seto Nakai suppressed his urge to complain, explaining that Mitsubishi only chose exoskeletons because their factories weren't as large as those of exoskeletons and their products were somewhat inferior.

But the guy in front of me is really unpredictable, what a character.

You already have a Sharp Blade Squad that's even better than an armored battalion, yet you still want to form a second and a third. Are you even police officers responsible for maintaining order? This kind of behavior is even more impressive than a regular division.

Not long after, Nakai Seto had just seen Hanyu Naoki off when his subordinates rushed over.

"Something's wrong, platoon leader, something's wrong!"

"What's wrong? Don't panic, speak slowly."

"The staff officer said loudly."

"The police took away all the weapons of the entire First Division, including the weapons in the armory and the weapons in the hands of each unit. Only a few main battle tanks and more than 20 155mm self-propelled howitzers were left in the entire camp. The cannons smaller than 120mm were also taken away."

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Seto Nakai quickly pushed his men aside and rushed into the armory, only to be shocked by the empty warehouse in front of him and shout.

"Naoki Hanyu!"

Seto Nakai realized he was in a bit of trouble; half a division's equipment had been taken, and the higher-ups in the defense force would definitely blame him for not stopping it.
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Naoki Hanyu was unaware of someone's complaint, and even if he had, he wouldn't have cared. Right now, he was conducting a triumphant "parade" under the watchful eyes of the citizens of Tokyo.

Nerima Ward Loop No. 7 in Tokyo is a main road that runs directly from Nerima Ward to Chiyoda Ward, and it was also the route taken during the First Division coup.

At this moment, the citizens around the highway once again witnessed a large number of armored vehicles driving by, numbering more than 40, which is more than an armored battalion.

But this time, no one was afraid of its significance; instead, it excited everyone.

Naoki Hanyu stood on the Type 19 infantry fighting vehicle and shouted.

"Citizens of Tokyo, the coup d'état launched by the 1st Division has been suppressed by the police. The entire 1st Division has surrendered. These people are suspects of treason within the 1st Division. We apologize to you for the shock we caused you today, as our police did not perform well enough."

Hearing that a coup had been suppressed, the crowd that had gradually gathered became even more vocal in their discussion. As ordinary citizens, their biggest concern was how the coup would affect their lives, whether they could go to work as usual the next day, and whether the prices of groceries would rise.

The police suppressed the rebellion in less than three hours, which will definitely minimize the impact. How could they not be happy? How could they not feel goodwill towards the person they regard as a hero?

"Well done, Officer Yuzuru."

"With Officer Hanyu here, Tokyo will be peaceful."

"Naoki-kun, I want to have your baby."

As the convoy left Nerima Ward, the number of spectators on both sides actually increased. The city government cooperated by adjusting the streetlights to illuminate the streets, allowing the citizens of Tokyo to witness the extraordinary presence of the Guardians of the Nerima.

Among the crowd were some journalists, including not only locals in Tokyo, but also journalists from other parts of the country who rushed to Tokyo after hearing about the coup, and even some foreign journalists stationed in Tokyo. Their cameras captured the scene for the world to see.

Naoki Hanyu suspected that with his rising popularity, if he resigned from the police force to enter politics, becoming a member of parliament would be a sure thing.
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The large convoy passed through Toshima Ward and entered Bunkyo Ward. Naoki Hanyu did not immediately lead his men back to the National Police Agency headquarters, but instead headed south and arrived at the Ministry of Defense amidst the cheers of the crowd.

This former Japanese military headquarters is now wide open, with Defense Minister Aso Okichi waiting for him amidst a crowd of supporters.

Dozens, even hundreds, of eyes witnessed Naoki Hanyu's appearance, and Okichi Aso stepped forward with a smile, intending to embrace him.

"Thank you to all the heroes of Japan for your hard work in suppressing the coup. I never imagined that the Prime Minister would launch a coup."

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Numerous exposures flashed by, and Naoki Hanyu showed no mercy to the other party under the camera's gaze. "Aso Okichi, you are suspected of treason. Please come with us for investigation."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding security personnel became tense, after all, they had shot and killed a policeman.

Aso Okichi felt his mouth was dry, and the imposing aura of the man in front of him made him tremble with fear.

"Director Yuzuru, you've misunderstood. I..."

Naoki Hanyu didn't give the other party time to explain, and loudly rebuked them with his top-level title, "Outlaw Madman."

"You still want to argue? The more than 2000 people who died today were all victims of your coup d'état, driven by your own selfish desires. You still want to lie?"

The overwhelming aura and voice finally broke Aso Okichi, causing him to kneel down in front of everyone. Seeing that someone was still looking down at him, he couldn't help but prostrate himself in a more exaggerated dogeza than any previous defense minister.

"I'm so sorry, it was all that woman's fault. I'm really sorry."

The appointment of the fourth Minister of Defense was formally agreed upon in full view of the public through a dogeza (a traditional Tibetan seated meditation posture).

Naoki Hanyu ignored the Minister of Defense, who had been in office for less than a month, and instead went to the Ministry of Defense to express his condolences to the captured police officers. He also personally took the injured police officers to the hospital.

"Thank you all for your hard work. The government will never forget your contributions to Japan and will never let our heroes shed blood and tears."

A "show" greatly boosted someone's reputation, and that's not all. Naoki Hanyu received interview requests from six major television stations, but only agreed to be interviewed by two of them, with whom he had a good relationship, and they were even co-hosting the interviews.
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At 2 a.m., Yoko Okita, dressed in a business suit, was touching up her makeup in the bathroom, fighting off sleepiness. She hadn't slept for more than a few hours in two days, and her eyes were already covered with dark circles, but she was determined to do it for the interview.

When Yoko Okita emerged from the restroom, she had transformed back into a sophisticated urban woman. Her light brown wavy hair, a well-fitting suit that accentuated her voluptuous figure, and matching brown stockings made the celebrity host look mature and alluring.

But appearances are just appearances. When Yoko Okita was about to go on stage, she kicked something and fell. Luckily, she was caught by a perfect chest and a pair of strong hands wrapped around her waist.

"Yoko, are you alright?"

Yoko Okita quickly broke free from the man's support, feeling the intense heat of his hand as he touched her, even though they had known each other for five years.

The more she thought about it, the more complicated it became. Yoko Okita couldn't help but look up at the man who was more than 20 centimeters taller than her and almost 8 years older.

I remember when we first met, it was during a typhoon. A ship had just crashed into a bridge, and Naoki Hanyu, that reckless policeman, actually jumped in to save people. At the time, I thought the man in front of me was a bit silly.

But five years later, the other party has become a powerful figure who can dismiss the prime minister and suppress a division.

Witnessing the other person's growth from humble beginnings, Yoko Okita increasingly felt that the way she looked at him was strange. Did she want to date a younger man?
"Yoko, are you alright?"

A man's voice interrupted Yoko Okita's reverie.

"Naoki, I'm fine, I'm just sleep-deprived. I'll need your cooperation for the interview later."

"no problem."

Yoko Okita patted the man's arm and teased him.

How did it feel to meet your favorite female host?

Naoki Hanyu certainly knew who the other person was referring to—Yukinoshita Haruno, the mainstay of the other interviewer, who was one of the participants in this joint interview.

"It feels great to be able to work with my favorite female host again."

Yoko Okita gave the other person a sweet, inwardly rolled her eyes.

"What a talkative guy."

"Yes, yes, you've seen me being cheeky before. It's time to go on stage, old friend."

"I'm not old at all."

The two straightened their clothes and went on stage, where Yukinoshita Haruno, a star anchor of another TV station, had been waiting for a long time.

As the director's voice faded, the interview officially began.

Yoko Okita was the first to ask a question.

"Officer Yuzuru, could you please explain the ins and outs of the coup that took place tonight?"

"Of course. I believe you all know the beginning of this coup. Oda Riko issued a martial law order, and of course, the First Division had already marched into Tokyo. So our National Police Agency reacted quickly and took all necessary measures to stop them. In the end, although the rebels were suppressed, hundreds of heroes were buried in Tokyo."

Yukino took the opportunity to echo him.

"They are all heroes, and Japan will never forget them."

The interview quickly lasted for more than 20 minutes, with the two beautiful female hosts taking turns asking questions. Naoki Hanyu noticed that Yoko Okita's condition was getting worse and worse until she asked a terrible question.

"So, the mixed helicopter battalion that attacked you was from America's military?"

Upon hearing this, Yukino's expression changed slightly. Before she could smooth things over, Naoki had already given his reply.

"That's a secret. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. We'll find out when we investigate. Ms. Yoko, what do you think of my abilities?"

After being redirected in this way, Yoko Okita realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, so she let Haruno Yukinoshita be the main questioner in the first interview.

The first interview ended quickly, and the second one was an hour later.

Just as Naoki Hanyu stepped down from the stage, Haruno Yukinoshita extended an invitation.

"Mr. Yuzuru, would you mind if I offered you a drink?"

Naoki Hanyu glanced at his old friend, who was in even worse spirits, and finally shook his head. He wasn't the kind of person who would forget his friend for the sake of a pretty face, and besides, he simply liked watching Yukino Yukinoshita's shows; he had no intention of developing a real relationship with her.

"Sorry, maybe next time."

Yukino looked at the two of them, but ultimately did not insist and left directly.

The lounge was locked from the inside, and Yoko Okita lay listlessly in a chair.

"Very sleepy."

"Knowing it was difficult, they still participated in the visit."

"There's no way around it. Only I, the mainstay of Fuji Television, can keep things in order. Mashiro is far from being able to do it. She might inadvertently ask some terrible questions."

"Heh, you're not much better."

"I was just too tired, and I spoke without thinking."

The lounge fell silent until Yoko Okita spoke.

"Naoki, I heard you're a great massage therapist. Could you massage my head for me? Otherwise, I won't have the energy for the other match. If we lose too badly, even Fuji TV will lose face."

"You really do care about your employer."

Naoki Hanyu didn't say much. A massage was no big deal; he often gave massages to his female confidantes.

As Naoki Hanyu started from the head, the top of the head, the temples, to the cheeks, and then to the shoulders.

As the man's fingers moved, Yoko Okita felt as if he were possessed by magic, leaving an unforgettable impression wherever he went. She felt her body temperature rising, and thus made a bold decision.

"Naoki, lower it a little more."

"Here?"

"Yes, I'll go a little further."

"here?"

"Go down a little further."

This time, Naoki Hanyu didn't follow the instructions because he was already on the verge of becoming voluptuous.

Yoko Okita wasn't about to give up halfway; she grabbed Naoki Hanyu's hand and pressed it down.

"I don't mind at all."

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Naoki Hanyu quietly watched the woman who was clearly engrossed in the moment, his mind wavering between leaving and continuing. If he left, their friendship might be nearing its end, but if he didn't leave...

Yoko Okita looked up again, her face flushed, a testament to her determination.

"Anyway, I don't have a boyfriend, and I'm not asking you to take responsibility, so what are you afraid of?"

Naoki Hanyu had no choice but to make an excuse.

"There are no suitable seats in the lounge, and we only have 45 minutes, so it's a hassle to manage."

Yoko Okita turned around and hugged the other person, her ample bosom pressing against his chest.

"don’t worry."

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An hour later, Yukino felt that the two people in front of her were a little different, but she couldn't be sure. She also felt that Yoko's body scent was a little different, especially her lips, which were a little red and swollen.

The second interview began. These two interviews will be broadcast on the two major television stations in the morning, and will definitely be first-hand news, explaining the causes and consequences of the coup clearly.

(End of this chapter)