[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 17, Chapter 4)

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Chapter Four: The Alleyway Search It was

eight o'clock in the evening.

The little beauties were already well-rested. After dinner, they were whining, complaining that the chefs'

cooking was too ordinary and they weren't full, asking me to make it up to them when we got back. Then they complained of being bored,

saying that looking at the satellite map of Sapporo, they couldn't see any trace of the bandits except for the actors. Were

they scared and hiding?

Since I had nothing else to do, I told them my analysis.

Such ruthless bandits coming to Japan, to Sapporo, must have had a purpose.

Killing Mrs. Linda was definitely not their ultimate goal, otherwise it would be too childish.

In addition, they had been ambushed once, and their already small number of people suffered heavy casualties. Ruthless people like them

would have no reason not to retaliate. Finally, there's another point: if General Lu were just an ordinary petty thief, it wouldn't be so bad, but someone who could assassinate a four-star general and a former Secretary of Defense of the United States was no ordinary person

. It would be strange if they didn't see through

it! If their brutal nature is provoked, it will be disastrous—the entire city of Sapporo will become their

playground for revenge. Living in the shadows, they are perfectly suited to fish in troubled waters.

The girls were shocked. Chikage quickly said she would warn Lord Riku, but Midori immediately dismissed her:

"For Lord Riku, who is eager to catch the criminals and make a name for himself, telling him this kind of speculation

might just make him suspect that you, Chikage, are colluding with the criminals."

Just then, a huge explosion rang out about a kilometer away. I

could .

"My god... that's brutal?" Koharu frowned, looking at the three-dimensional scene. "Toshio, this is a

sushi restaurant! It's completely collapsed, and no one inside escaped."

"Boom..."

Immediately afterward, another explosion occurred. Eri reported that this time it was a clothing store.

In the blink of an eye, Sapporo, which had been brightly lit and bustling just moments before, was engulfed in flames.

The sirens blared timely for the first time, but the countless Ground

Self-Defense Force elites who emerged in standard combat gear couldn't find the enemy amidst the panicked, fleeing crowds.

Explosions continued unabated, bullets rained down from every corner, injuring everyone from

pedestrians to the rushing Self-Defense Force personnel—dozens fell in moments—not to

mention the hundreds killed by bombs in over a dozen shops.

"Toshio…we have to stop them!"

The young girls' faces flushed with anger. These thugs were utterly heartless,

indiscriminately firing and throwing bombs without regard for who they were hitting, infuriating them.

It's important to remember that the streets of Sapporo weren't just home to gang members and Self-Defense Force soldiers; many civilians were also

walking, shopping, and eating there!

"Pay close attention to their location, based on the movement of people around them when the bombs explode. Group them in pairs

, and observe carefully. These thugs definitely have guns and ammunition!"

I calmly instructed the girls before quickly leaving the house and running down the stairs.

Once on the street, I realized the situation was worse than I'd imagined.

From upstairs, I'd seen explosions everywhere; now, in the streets, I saw fleeing, crying

civilians , wounded and screaming gang members, Self-Defense Force soldiers running around… all sorts of people, making the street

a chaotic mess.

If they could catch these thugs in such an environment, I'd have to admire General Lu.

But right now, he must be having a headache facing this situation.

I took a deep breath, calming myself, and with a swift movement, slipped into the side street.

"Junxiong, I found him!"

Green's excited voice came from beside me. "Two kilometers to your right, there's a tall

man wearing a baseball cap, a pistol, a bulletproof vest, a submachine gun with

five magazines hanging from his side, two large-caliber pistols at his waist, and more than twenty bombs the size of a baby's fist hanging

from his waist... Oh, there are also eight pistol magazines in his leg belt, and two sharp military knives on the straps of his calves...

Good heavens, does he think he's Rambo?"

My eyes sharpened, and I immediately changed direction, heading in the direction Green was pointing.

"Honey, stop marveling. This is standard equipment for special operations forces. The more

complete their , the more ferocious they are."

I said as I ran, using my kung fu skills. "Lock down the types of guns he's using and have satellite analysis done.

Which equipment?"

"Oh!"

Green immediately shut her mouth and quickly began the investigation.

With military satellites providing guidance and the location of the man in the baseball cap locked onto, Eri, who was paired with

Green, directed me in precise language to head in his direction.

In just three minutes, I arrived at the place Green had mentioned, but the thug had already run

a kilometer away, demonstrating his exceptional physical abilities.

"Junxiong, I found out. The weapons he uses are all among the most advanced in Russia, mostly

used by members of the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs' special operations teams,"

Green reported her findings to me in a light tone, but I frowned upon hearing it.

Like the Field Operations Section of the General Affairs Department, the Special Operations Group of the Russian Ministry of Internal Affairs was subordinate to the Supreme Commander's Office

before . Managed by the Supreme Commander's closest confidants, its power

did not exceed that of the head of the KGB (King General's Office), but its military threat

far surpassed that of the entire KGB. In essence, each member had at least a hundred

lives on their hands; each was a crack shot, a highly skilled fighter, and arguably

the most formidable killing machine in Russia.

After the coups in the former Soviet republics led to the Soviet Union's disintegration, President Yeltsin, feeling the department

's power and influence were too great, split it in two, making it one of

the departments , but still directly under the leadership of his trusted confidants.

Of course, after the Predator's faith crumbled, many super assassins stopped

serving Russia and instead followed the bigwigs who had retired from the Supreme Command's office into the glamorous world,

beginning their gangster careers... Not only Russia, not only Eastern Europe, but also

wealthy and noble people in Western Europe, the United States, and South America are keen to hire a few such experts to serve their security.

I don't know which Russian official once remarked that if these people were allowed into a city and

allowed to act freely, just ten of them could destroy that city.

And now, that's exactly the situation...

Looking at the destroyed supermarket and ramen shop on this side street, I sighed and

continued the pursuit without stopping.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I took it out and saw that the caller ID said "Notification not

set ," meaning this call hadn't come before; it was to "Dr. Nak."

After a slight hesitation, I put my phone back in my pocket, ignoring it for the time being.

This little incident didn't slow me down at all. Guided by Eri and Midori's increasingly excited directions,

I quickly spotted the man who had flashed past a shop.

"Boom..."

A blinding flash of light and a massive shockwave instantly blew the shop apart.

People running beside it were thrown back, some even landing on the other side of the street, seemingly

lifeless.

Several nearby shops collapsed or suffered severe structural damage, screams and cries of pain filling the air.

A murderous glint flashed in my eyes, and I darted past the shops, rushing into the street the man had turned into.

Japanese streets, due to their narrow and congested layout, consist mostly of numerous smaller streets besides a few main avenues

. This provided thugs with excellent hiding places; they could disappear in a few turns.

Furthermore, with everyone in a state of panic after the chaos began,

no .

The man in the baseball cap was gloating over his smooth and efficient killing when suddenly a chill ran down his spine. He was

also incredibly quick-witted; without thinking, he swiftly raised his gun behind him. "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several muffled gunshots, silenced by the gun, rang out as bullets flew from above, below, and

below him .

Simultaneously, the man in the baseball cap, while moving rapidly, abruptly turned around to face his

back, but didn't stop. Instead, he quickly retreated, his back to the direction he had been moving in.

Such reflexes, actions, and alertness were top-notch, proving he was an exceptionally skilled special forces

soldier.

Looking into the darkness that had triggered his alarm, he saw no one else on the small street,

no lying dead from the gunfire. The man in the baseball cap chuckled self-deprecatingly. He realized he had been too paranoid;

how could there be highly skilled ninjas everywhere in Japan?

But the next moment, he froze, completely stunned.

The cries and screams outside were still clear, and the firelight was still bright, but

in this dark alley, the man in the baseball cap felt only a chill running through his body.

"Tell me, who are you?"

a voice came from behind him, speaking fluent Russian with a Moscow accent.

The man in the baseball cap's first thought was that there were other retired elites like himself in this city,

but he quickly dismissed the idea. This person could follow him undetected and effectively

block all his escape routes; such ability couldn't possibly be that of a colleague, because even if his

colleagues stronger than him, they wouldn't be this capable.

"I...I am...Oh!"

The man in the baseball cap felt a numbness in his thigh, and his hand, which he tried to move, instantly lost all feeling.

"Don't try anything funny with me. My time is running out,"

I said calmly. "If you move again, I guarantee your neck will turn 360

degrees immediately."

"No, I won't dare anymore, just ask!"

the man in the baseball cap said tremblingly, but this time he spoke fluent Japanese.

I knew he was testing me, but I didn't care. I continued in Japanese, "

What going on a killing spree?"

"We're here to kill one of Powell and Rumsfeld, to incite

conflict between the US and Japan. As for anything else, I know nothing,"

the man in the baseball cap readily replied. "As for killing the Japanese, it's because we suffered

an undeserved calamity . We were set in a trap, losing half our men, so we're seeking revenge."

"A trap? An undeserved calamity?"

My mind immediately went blank. But at that moment, the man in the baseball cap

swiftly . It was a new type of contact-activated bomb; once he pulled the pin

and squeezed it, it would explode instantly, and no one within ten meters could escape.

Clearly, the man in the baseball cap had realized the immense threat I posed. If he didn't kill me, not only

him, but his other companions would also die at my hands—they were in the open, I was in the shadows,

and they were the ones who had the advantage of being caught off guard. The final outcome was predictable.

The man in the baseball cap wasn't some great figure, willing to sacrifice himself for his comrades.

He simply knew that if everyone died, his wife and children would be left uncared for; but if

only he perished while his companions survived, given his boss's temperament, his wife and children

would undoubtedly receive millions of dollars in compensation, at least ensuring them a stable, wealthy life.

Therefore, he felt compelled to die with me.

The man in the baseball cap chose his timing perfectly, uttering crucial

information —meaning this was usually when the enemy was most vulnerable.

The man in the baseball cap thought, "Killing you might be unrealistic, but if it's a mutual destruction, you

can't stop me, can you?"

Such methods were ruthless to the extreme.

Unfortunately, the moment the man in the baseball cap touched the bomb, he felt a numbness, his

head , and he lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

"Yay..."

the girls cheered joyfully, happy that the thug had been subdued

and proud of their men's abilities.

"Why didn't you kill him?"

Xiaochun asked in her childish voice after the cheers subsided.

"Killing him would be too easy . People like him are better left to the police; let the law

judge them."

I smiled slightly. "However, when you inform General Lu, be sure to tell him to send

some professional personnel."

"Okay!"

Green readily agreed.

"Junxiong... we've also locked onto the second one."

Qianying said softly, "He's currently five kilometers north of you, ambushing and killing a

squad of Self-Defense Force soldiers, and he's continuing his rampage northward. This guy is much more ruthless than the one we're talking about now!"

"Understood, I'll be right there."

I nodded, and with a leap, I disappeared into the darkness.

"Wow..."

Xiaochun stared adoringly at her man's figure, saying sweetly, "Just looking at Junxiong makes me want to

throw myself into his arms..."

"Alright, stop being so infatuated... I think you wish you could have Junxiong's essence filling you right now..."

Qianying couldn't help but give her a light tap on her bottom, which was not only bouncy but also felt great. "I'll lock onto

this ruthless bandit, you hurry up and continue..."

"Mmm..."

Xiaochun stuck out her little tongue, suppressing her love and adoration, and began to seriously watch

the scenes on the computer screen again.

Eri was also on the search with Koharu. Midori's mission was to be very high-profile. To make up for her

not participating in the previous "Axiom Holy War Group" operations, I made her the spokesperson this time to contact Lord Riku

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