Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 1065 Target Prime Minister's Office

Half an hour later, a slight knocking sound was heard from the hidden tunnel exit behind the rockery.

Inoue Isamu and Sato Takeru looked at each other, quickly walked to the exit, and carefully lifted the camouflaged wooden board.

A man who was over 1.95 meters tall and had broad shoulders and a thick waist came out first. His figure almost blocked out the moonlight, and he stood in front of the two people like an iron tower.

Inoue Yong and Sato Kenichi swallowed their saliva unconsciously. The big man in front of them had a murderous look on his face and a sharp gaze. He was obviously an elite who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

"I'm the captain of the third squad of the God's Punishment Special Forces," the big man said in fluent Japanese, his voice deep and powerful, "I'm out here to explore the way."

Inoue Yong nodded, and he was more convinced of the professionalism of this special forces. He stretched out his right hand and smiled: "Welcome to Kyoto."

The big man held Inoue Isamu's hand and said firmly, "Thank you for your help."

Sato Kenichi also stepped forward and looked at the captain of the special forces: "What is your action plan?"

"We will disperse and hide in the city, waiting for further instructions," the big man replied succinctly, "to ensure that we can act quickly at the critical moment."

Inoue Yong nodded with satisfaction: "We will provide you with all the necessary support."

The big man nodded slightly, then turned around and signaled the team members in the tunnel to continue moving forward. One after another, the special forces came out of the tunnel, moving quickly and silently, like a group of ghosts.

Inoue Isamu and Sato Kenichi watched these elite figures silently, knowing in their hearts that the arrival of this Divine Punishment Special Forces would play a crucial role in this change.

Soon after, all members of the Divine Punishment Special Forces arrived.

Seven teams of ten quickly formed neat square formations, their movements in unison, as if they had undergone countless drills. Each soldier was fully armed, his eyes were firm, and he exuded an invisible sense of oppression.

Elante and Black Fox stood at the front of the team. Black Fox glanced at his watch, confirmed the time, and raised his head with a sharp gaze.

"Attention, teams," Black Fox said in a deep and powerful voice, "Our target is the Prime Minister's Office."

He looked around at the elite warriors in front of him and continued, "According to intelligence, the guards of the Prime Minister's Office have been transferred to the Emperor's Palace. Now is the best time for us to act."

"The mission is simple," Black Fox said with a hint of coldness in his tone, "Carry out a decapitation operation on Fuso Prime Minister Tojo Takehiko."

Elante added: "Each team will act separately according to the predetermined plan and must complete the task in the shortest possible time."

"Yes, sir!" The seven teams responded in unison, their voices uniform and full of the belief that they would win.

Just after the order was issued, Inoue Isamu and Sato Kenichi realized their real target. Inoue Isamu could not help but remind them: "Mr. Black Fox, although the Prime Minister's detachment went to the Imperial Palace, there is still a squadron and a 300-man guard stationed there, with a total of about 500 people. You have too few people, and the other side has reinforcements at any time."

Black Fox smiled slightly, with a hint of confidence in his eyes: "That's why we, the God's Punishment Special Forces, are needed. The value of our existence is to complete this difficult task."

Inoue Isamu and Sato Takeru looked at each other and had a deeper understanding of the capabilities of this special forces.

As the order was issued, the God's Punishment Special Forces quickly dispersed and disappeared into the night. They were like a group of silent hunters, sneaking towards their target.

Black Fox hid in an abandoned building 300 meters away from the Prime Minister's Office and kept in touch with the various teams via radio.

"Observer of the first team, report the situation." Black Fox's voice was low and calm.

"Got it." The observer squatted on the commanding heights of a five-story building, carefully observing every move of the Prime Minister's Office through a high-powered night vision telescope.

"There are two machine gun positions on the east side of the wall. Each position is equipped with two Type 92 heavy machine guns. The firing range covers the entire east area. The guards rotate four people for each position."

Black Fox quickly wrote in his notebook: "Continue."

"The south gate is the main defense point, with three machine gun positions, two observation posts, and an armored vehicle bunker. Currently, there are two Type 95 light tanks parked in the bunker. There are about fifty guards at the gate, fully armed."

"There is a squadron stationed on the west and north sides, and the soldiers are scattered in various fortifications. There is a sentry post every twenty meters, equipped with lighting equipment and sirens."

Black Fox drew a rough map of the Prime Minister's residence on the notebook, marking each defense point: "What's the situation inside the residence?"

"There are about 200 guards in the palace, mainly concentrated around the main building. There are sentries at every important intersection, and the patrols rotate every ten minutes." The observer paused, "I especially noticed that there is a hidden garage on the west side of the main building, with three military trucks parked inside, which should be used for evacuation."

"Where is Tojo Yuhide located exactly?"

"Judging from the lights in the window and the movement of people, he should be in the meeting room on the third floor of the main building. The security there is the most stringent, with eight special guards guarding the door."

Black Fox marked a few key points on his notebook: "Anything else special?"

"We found that there is a reserve force of about 100 people stationed in the barracks in the backyard. They are ready to support any area under attack at any time."

"Understood," Black Fox continued to record in the notebook, "Keep observing and report any abnormalities immediately."

"Got it." The observer's voice remained calm.

Black Fox looked down at the densely packed records and annotations on his notebook, and began to conceive the best assault route in his mind. Although the defenders were numerous and the defense was tight, in his opinion, any line of defense had flaws, and the key was to find the most suitable breakthrough point.

In the distance, the lights of the Prime Minister's residence were on, and the guards were still patrolling diligently, unaware that the Grim Reaper's scythe was quietly approaching.

Black Fox handed the notebook full of information to Elante beside him: "Take a look."

Elante carefully studied the notes on the notebook, frowning slightly: "Five hundred defenders, nine heavy machine guns, two light tanks, three-story building..."

"My idea is this," Black Fox pointed to the blueprint on the notebook, "Teams 1 and 2 are responsible for creating a false impression of attacking from the east and west. They will launch feint attacks on the east and south sides to attract the attention of the defenders."

"The third and fourth teams broke in from the west," Elante took over the conversation, "the defense there is relatively weak."

Black Fox nodded: "That's right. The 80mm mortars and Panzerfaust rocket launchers carried by the firepower of the third team are enough to deal with the two Type light tanks."

"The two snipers from the fifth team," Elantra pointed to several spots on the map, "can set up firing points on these high ground and suppress the machine gun positions.