Sorry for the wait, as I've lacked the motivation, and I've been working on what will go on in this next chapter. Now I gotta tell you, this will hit hard, so those who are nervous may want to tread carefully.
Chubu Precinct, Nagoya, 10:40pm
At Chubu Precinct 9, the tired officers within were waiting for their colleagues to take over for the night shift.
"I hear Bokuto's going to be the center of the operation." A female officer struck up a conversation. "Anyone think they can't handle it?"
"I think they can take it." A male officer replied. "They're resourceful; they'll find a way of matching the threat. Even if they have to bend the rules to do it."
"You're telling me!" Another male shouted. "God help those mercenaries if they steal some panties, they'll never forget what happens next!"
"Yeah." The female then stifled a yawn. "When's the night shift going to get here anyway?"
"I'm not sure." The male answered. "But we're going to have to stay on our toes. When the shifts are transferring, we'll be at our weakest until we complete the transfer. Let's hope they don't try anything." The other officers nodded in agreement.
Little did the officer know how right he was.
Bokuto Precinct, Tokyo, 11:05pm
While he was thinking up of a plan, Tom saw Ken walk in and take a seat.
"Any reason why you're here Ken?" Tom asked.
"I'm going to help you draw up this plan." Ken replied, adjusting his sunglasses. "Besides, someone's got to help you hold down this fort, right?"
"Right." Tom reached for the remote for the TV. "How about we flick on the news? Get our "Eyes on the city"? Maybe the new guy was right about watching the news..."
The TV powered to life and displayed some random soap opera. Obviously, it was the women of the precinct who liked these dramas. Tom thought to himself that some things never change. He changed the channel to TBS News.
"...Now go live to our reporter on the ground in Nagoya, where a shocking..."
Ken stared at the images unfolding on the screen, his jaw dropped. "Mother of god..." He muttered.
Tom was simply silent.
"Tom?" Ken asked the American. "Tom? What's going on?"
His face now the very definition of determination, Tom simply asked, "Where do they keep the keys to the impound lot?"
Chubu Precinct, Nagoya, 10:50pm
Down by the gate, the fresh night shift gatekeeper had just met the tired day shift gatekeeper.
"About time someone got here." The day shift gatekeeper, Gonshiro, said to Koji, the night shift gatekeeper.
"Yeah." Koji replied. "Sorry I'm late."
"Anyway, the people up there in Traffic think something's about to go down. You think they're right?"
Almost exactly on cue, a black GMC Sierra 2500HD pickup pulled up to the gate, and Koji walked up to the right side of the pickup.
"I think that's American." Gonshiro commented. "Try the left side, the driver sits on the left in America."
Koji nodded, and marched over to the left side of the truck. He knocked on the window, and it rolled down. "Excuse me..."
From the guard shack, Gonjishiro watched in horror as a shot rang out and Koji fell, lifeless to the floor. "Oh crap!" He said as he ran out to try to make it to the safety of the building. A black clad mercenary rose up from the pickup bed, took aim and took him down with a single shot from his rifle.
The path now clear, other black SUVs and pickups now screeched in and entered the precinct parking lot, mercenaries getting out and swarming the area.
Bokuto Precinct, Tokyo, 11:10pm
Tom and Ken marched over to the impound lot, which was locked. Ken fished out the key and unlocked the padlock, before trying to open the gate. It refused to budge, so Tom kicked the gate down.
Making their way inside, they went to the shack where they kept the keys. Tom grabbed a set of keys with the Chevrolet bowtie, and pressed the unlock button. The vehicle that flashed its lights as it unlocked was a black Suburban at the front. Tom tossed the keys to Ken.
"You drive, I'll ride shotgun." Tom stated as he got in the passenger seat of the SUV. He opened the glove compartment and pulled out a Glock 17 pistol, loading an extended magazine.
"Are you sure about this?" Ken asked as he climbed into the driver's seat. "I've never handled anything as big as this."
"Look." Tom stated. "We have to get out there and get our guys to safety. There's no telling what the mercs are planning. I don't care if you drive like Natsumi, if we don't get out there, they're pretty much screwed anyway."
"OK." Ken finished as he started up the Suburban.
Chubu Precinct, Nagoya, 10:55pm
When all of the mercenaries were out of the vehicles, the assault began. They split into three teams. The first team entered the precinct and started gunning down police officers with automatic weapons. The second team set about destroying police equipment. Radios and vehicles were shot up to prevent the police from calling for help or escaping. The third team remained outside, ready to greet reinforcements responding to any calls for help that somehow did get through.
Inside the traffic department office, a male officer slid his revolver across the table.
"Eh?" A policewoman asked.
"Reports of shots fired, and no-one's been answering their radios. If any mercenaries try coming in here, blow their freaking heads off." The woman nodded in agreement and picked up the revolver.
The people in the room quieted down and footsteps could be heard outside. The footsteps stopped outside the door, and the door handle moved slowly. The female screamed and pumped six shots from the revolver into the door. More quiet, until the door was kicked down and mercenaries piled in, spraying automatic fire. In seconds, the officers in the room lay dead or dying, and the mercenaries moved on to clear another part of the building. As one last merc marched towards the exit, he heard coughing and looked back to find a wounded officer lying on the floor.
As he saw the mercenary walk up to stand over him, he begged weakly, "Please... Help me... I have a pregnant wife..." The merc showed no emotion as he pulled the trigger.
Downtown, Tokyo, 11:15pm
Natsumi leaned back in the passenger seat of Miyuki's classic Toyota sports car as her partner drove towards their apartment.
"Do you think Tom is going to be able to handle this?" Natsumi asked.
"If there is anyone I know who can pull this off, it's Tom." Miyuki replied.
All of a sudden, a black Silverado pickup truck turned onto the road in front of them. Heading towards an intersection, the truck strangely stopped.
"What does he think he's doing? He's stopped on a green light!" Miyuki remarked. Then it clicked. "Wait..." She muttered. "Black pickups and SUVs..." Four men dressed in black got out of the truck. "NATSUMI! Get down!" The warning couldn't have come soon enough, because just as the two women ducked down, the mercenaries started shooting at the car.
Chubu Precinct, Nagoya, 11:00pm
News crews were setting up outside the precinct, ducking behind their vans to avoid getting shot in the crossfire or on purpose.
"This is Maki Ippitsusai, reporting live for NHK News in Nagoya where a shock attack is currently underway at the police station. The police here are being attacked by people dressed in black, described as operating like special forces soldiers, and featuring body armor and assault weapons."
Sirens shrieked through the air as a convoy of police vehicles passed the line of vans towards the station.
"A group of police cars have now passed our position to try to drive back the defenders." Maki continued to provide a commentary.
The lead police car swung into the precinct parking lot to be greeted by a mercenary standing there with an M2 Carl Gustav. The merc fired, slinging a shell into the police car, blowing it up in a spectacular fireball.
"Oh my god! One of the police cars has just exploded! It seems like one of the attackers hit it with a shot from what appears to be a bazooka or a rocket launcher!"
A pause while a member of the news crew gave a report of what he had just been told by other news crews elsewhere.
"We have just received reports that attacks like this are taking place at precincts all over Nagoya. It truly is war on the streets. Apparently a warning was issued just before the attacks started and who the NPA have now confirmed came from escaped criminal Takashi Fujima. It reads:
"You cops should know better than to stick your noses into my business. Now, I shall have to give you an example of what happens when you mess with me. You see, you cops are so predictable. I am not. I am like death; I come for you in the middle of the night. I am waiting in the kitchen when you go for a glass of milk."
Downtown, Tokyo, 11:20pm
The message was repeated on the radio, which was tuned to NHK as Ken sped the Suburban through the city streets. It was starting to get empty as civilians saw and heard about what was going on in Nagoya and started to evacuate the streets, fearing that a similar assault would take place in Tokyo.
"I am like death, I come for you in the middle of the night. I am waiting for you in the kitchen when you go for a glass of milk." Tom repeated. "Dammit. He timed this attack to coincide with when we were changing our shifts, when we were unprepared for an attack."
"What do you want me to do Tom?" Ken asked.
"We're going to get Natsumi and Miyuki and get them back to the station. I think Fujima's deploying his mercenaries to weaken the police force before he rushes through."
"So you want me to step on it?"
"No. I want you to FRICKIN' STEP ON IT!"
Back at the intersection, the two women were still ducking for cover as the mercenaries continued to shoot up their car.
"When I shout now, I need you to get out and leap behind the car, can you do that?" Miyuki asked, and Natsumi nodded. "Now!" Both women hurled the doors open and ran out to the back of the car, ducking down behind it.
Miyuki looked at the mercs, who now seemed to be firing at another vehicle. "What's going on?"
She looked the other way to find a black Suburban had stopped nearby. The passenger was leaning out of the window and firing his pistol at the mercs. A familiar American voice barked to them.
"Come on! Get in the truck!" Tom shouted. "I'll cover you! Go!" Natsumi and Miyuki ran for the Suburban as Tom continued to fire at the mercenaries. Tom was lucky to call out to them so soon, as a mercenary used the other M2 Carl Gustav to blow up Miyuki's Sports 800 just as the two policewomen climbed inside.
"Move it Ken!" Tom bellowed. Ken threw the shifter in reverse and stamped on the throttle as shots pinged off the SUV. Tom slapped in another magazine in his pistol and started firing out the window again.
Ken tried to spin the Suburban around in a 180, but instead, he managed to just slam the big SUV into a guardrail, and stall the engine.
"Ah crap!" Ken swore as he desperately tried to start the engine again.
"Come on Ken! Now's not a good time!" Tom shouted, before he ducked as some bullets hit the side of the Suburban, shattering the side windows.
"Got something here!" Natsumi had picked up a shotgun from the passenger foot well, and pumped it before returning fire.
"Keep the fire on 'em!" Tom turned back to find a merc poking a CAR-15 rifle through the window. "Whoa!" Seemingly in slow motion, the big American grabbed the rifle and yanked it further into the vehicle and out of the merc's hands before whacking him unconscious with the buttstock. Checking the magazine, he saw that there were still rounds loaded, so he hurled the rifle to Miyuki. "Give 'em hell Kobayakawa!" Miyuki knew that Tom usually called her and Natsumi by their first names, so this was truly a serious situation. She flicked the rifle to automatic and started firing at the other mercenaries. By now, Ken had managed to get the Suburban started, and he peeled out as quick as the big American SUV could accelerate.
Downtown, Tokyo, 11:30pm
Out of danger, Tom used Ken's cellphone to call Kachou.
"Chief?" He said. "Yeah, we're OK. That crap that's happening in Nagoya? Miyuki and Natsumi came under fire from mercenaries as they were coming home. Yes, that's right. Fujima has mercenaries in Tokyo, and we believe this was meant to coincide with the Nagoya attacks. That doesn't matter right now! Call up every officer and tell everyone who responds to get the hell back to the station right frickin' now! Tell them not to stop for any red lights, black SUVs, green Martians or anything else! Just get back to the precinct and await further orders, other officers may have come under fire!"
The peace had ended. The war was almost ready to begin.
Again, sorry for the wait. Hope this chapter was good enough to make up for it!