On the highway, a Porsche 356A is moving.

"Hachioji City?" Sitting in the driver's seat, Vodka said after thinking for a moment. "Big brother, we don't seem to be in time? If the strip had just set off from the Metropolitan Police Department, it wouldn't have been much slower than us—even if we had time to kill and take away Shintang, it would have been difficult to dodge the strip when we took it away. ”

"It's okay, just go," Gin said coldly. "There won't be a slip, at least not a strip from the Metropolitan Police Department."

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A police car belonging to the Metropolitan Police Department was driving on the road, and the driver and passenger seat were Wataru Takagi and Miwako Sato.

"What do I do when I get off the highway?" Takagi asked.

"Get off the highway and go straight west for three streets and turn right again," Miwako Sato said, holding a map. "The problem now is to get around the cars in front of us as fast as we can."

Just behind the speeding police car was Fujiwara's car, and the acceleration of the police car made Fujiwara feel a lot of pressure - he couldn't speed in the middle of his duty like a police car, because at least there was an exemption clause after the police car was speeding, and there was only a penalty clause for him speeding ......

"I don't know how long I can chase," Fujiwara said through his phone. "The police car is speeding up, and I could lose it at any time. And I can't be as unscrupulous as they are, I'm a civilian now. ”

"If you can't catch up, you don't have to chase it," Belmode replied. "Our men are already in place, and as soon as their cars reach our strike zone, we can do it immediately."

"Can I stop, then?" Fujiwara asked. "I still want to go home."

"You can't go back now," Belmode said with a smile. "Based on the location you just reported to me, you need at least 10 minutes to get off the highway. We might as well wait, you'll be in our strike zone in five minutes, and we can take a good look at a sudden car accident. ”

"That's fine," Fujiwara followed the trajectory of the police car past one car, but still couldn't stop his car from getting farther and farther away from the police car in front of him. "By the way, who did you send to carry out the attack? Don't send a saboteur over and end up with me. ”

"Don't worry," Belmode said with a hint of a smile in his tone. "It's definitely the professionals who come to do this task."

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In the pillars of a bridge across the highway that crosses the highway, the designers designed a control room for the traffic lights on the bridge that were placed inside the pillars. At this time, the door of this control room was being pressed against a steel pipe, opening a small slit. (In the original book, Chianti and Cohen sniped in a sedan on the bridge...... Is it blind to others...... So I arranged the two of them in a place where there was no suspicion from the outside, and after using subsonic bullets and mufflers, the sniper rifle was already loud at a distance of one or two hundred meters, and it was likely to be regarded as the sound of a flat tire. ）

"Surveillance post No. 2 found the target, 4100 meters." Inside the control room, the sound of words was accompanied by the noise of "rustling".

"Roger, 4100." Chianti replied to the radio at hand after completing the battle maintenance.

"At this speed, it's about two minutes away, right?" In an abandoned substation box with a small hole in the shell of the bridge that had been poked out a few centimeters, Cohen also completed the maintenance of the battle, and asked over the radio. "How will we distribute it then?"

"If you can reach it, you can do it," Chianti said nonchalantly. "If you can hit it, I'll be in charge of the right wheel of the car, and you'll be in charge of the left."

"Just don't have a problem," Cohen muttered. "Your position is the easiest to hit, isn't it?" (Chianti's ambush location is basically the same height as the road, and this location does not need to calculate the prediction of the altitude dimension, so the aiming is much more reliable than Cohen's sniper point that needs to be predicted in the height dimension.) After all, the speed of the subsonic bullet is only about 10 times the normal speed of the car, and if you want to disguise the sniper as an accident to prevent the police from going to Hachioji City, you need to hit the tires, which means that the judgment of advance needs to be extremely high. ）

"Just fire your gun," Chianti laughed. "I'm sure there's no going to be a problem on my side, okay?"

"Surveillance post No. 4 found the target, 1900 meters." The radio again came the observations.

"We're almost on the straight," Cohen said as he picked up his sniper rifle and turned on the safe. "Ready."

"Then again, the wind resistance of this bullet is really endearing," Chianti muttered as he picked up his sniper rifle. "It's really nice to have a windy environment."

As a firearm for silent assassination, this gun is designed to reduce noise, from the design of the gun itself to the selection of bullets. As a matter of common sense, subsonic bullets are the best choice for silent assassination, but the low velocity also makes the bullets themselves lack sufficient power. To compensate for the lack of power, subsonic bullets are often designed to be heavy, and such heavy bombs perform much better in terms of wind resistance. (A bullet with a double bullet weight is theoretically equivalent to a bullet with a triple velocity.) ）

"But the problem is that the accuracy is also very poor, so it is more pleasing to play normally at a long distance." Cohen said.

"Surveillance post No. 5 found the target, 1000 meters."

"I see, what about you?" Looking into the distance through the high-powered scope, Chianti said.

"See," Cohen said lightly. "There are no other vehicles nearby, so it should be easier to snipe later."

"Shoot together at my command," Chianti ordered. "Probably 150 meters away."

"Roger."

In the scope of the sniper rifle, the figure of the police car continues to enlarge, gradually filling the rings from the inside to the outside (ranging supplies, different objects fill different rings represent different estimated distances. ）

"The speed is okay, and it shouldn't be too difficult to aim." Cohen turned down the multiplier of the scope, then aimed the muzzle of the gun at the ground in front of the police car, and said.

"Be careful, it's coming," Chianti said, taking a deep breath. "Three, two, one, pong!"

To the rhythmic drumbeat of "Pong", Chianti and Cohen fired at the same time, and the two low-speed heavy bullets were discharged almost simultaneously, and the two front wheels of the police car were accurately hit at about the same time.

"Ahh Takagi in the police car felt the front of the car sink and immediately realized that there might be a flat tire.

"Calm down!" Sato immediately reminded. "Pull over to the side of the road slowly!"

"Prepare to withdraw." Chianti had moved the steel pipe away, closed the door to the control room, tucked the gun into his chest clothes, and climbed up the inside of the bridge pillars along the ladder embedded in the wall.

"Hmm," said Cohen, who had removed the barrel and muffler from his sniper rifle and placed it in a box, climbed out of the other side of the substation, then opened a flap on the ground next to him, crouched down, and looked at Chianti, who was climbing up from below. "Hurry up."