novelaction Chapter 334 Today is the Red Team's Day (1)
Chapter 334 Today is the Red Team's Day (1)
Yokohama
An abandoned factory
boom--
Gunshots rang out from within a factory area that was deserted for two kilometers.
"Not bad,"
James clapped his hands, a reassuring smile on his face, and walked over to a short-haired woman with one arm.
"Judy, you've recovered very well now."
"It still doesn't work,"
Judy shook her head expressionlessly, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"Compared to my former self, I'm still far from being the same..."
"Ugh--"
Seeing this, James couldn't help but sigh softly.
“There’s nothing we can do about it.”
"Switching from right to left hand all at once is a huge challenge for anyone."
"Besides, your body has only just recovered, so it's already quite impressive that you've managed to do this."
click-
Judy couldn't help but clench her fists.
She knew perfectly well that she had done her best.
Since his injury improved slightly, he has been spending day and night at the training ground, trying not to let his body hold everyone back.
But.......
But things still didn't go as planned...
"Take a break."
James patted Judy on the shoulder and said softly.
Judy shook her head, her face somber.
"Shuichi's body is already in that state. If I don't work hard, how can I possibly avenge him?"
James sighed helplessly once again.
Revenge? That's not so easy...
Their arrival in Japan was illegitimate to begin with.
The Japanese Ministry of Public Security, seeing that they came from the United States, turned a blind eye to their movements, which was already a great favor.
Nowadays, it's simply impossible to significantly increase manpower or even mobilize a large-scale armed force...
Even finding that organization wouldn't be easy without substantial support, let alone...
Are the guys who defeated Akai head-on really someone that just a few of them could handle?
Even if Judy regains all her previous strength, the chances are slim...
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
A coughing sound came from behind Judy and James.
Upon hearing the voice, they knew who it was.
"Shuichi,"
Judy turned around, her gaze towards the newcomer filled with concern.
She lost her former liveliness after that incident.
These days, she only shows a hint of tenderness in front of Shuichi Akai.
"You're not feeling well, so you shouldn't move around too much..."
“Judy,”
Shuichi Akai interrupted Jodie.
"My own body, I know... cough cough cough..."
He could only say a few words before he started coughing violently.
When the cough became unbearable, he couldn't help but gently press his hand against his chest, praying that it would stop tormenting him...
"Akai,"
James also came over and rubbed Shuichi Akai's body, his eyes full of concern.
"Judy is right, you should rest more."
"Cough cough...cough cough cough...cough cough cough cough..."
James responded with no words, only violent coughing.
It took Shuichi Akai a while to recover.
When Shuichi Akai coughed, James and Jodie both chose to remain silent.
They were helpless; they had no way to address Shuichi Akai's physical condition.
Shuichi Akai, after that serious injury, although he did not die, has now become a cripple.
Hospital tests showed that even though Shuichi Akai no longer had any obvious internal injuries, his physical condition was probably worse than that of some seventy-year-olds who exercise regularly.
The internal organs had all deteriorated to a certain extent...
Now, Shuichi Akai has to wear a thick cotton coat every day before he can go out, because even on hot days he still feels extremely cold.
His face was gaunt, and his hair and beard were all white; no one would doubt that he was fifty years old...
"James,"
After Shuichi Akai recovered, he immediately spoke to James Black.
"I want to try out the gun... cough cough cough..."
"no!"
Upon hearing Shuichi Akai's words, James and Judy were both shocked and furious, and they loudly rejected them in unison.
Judy held Akai Shuichi in one hand,
"Shuichi, your body really can't handle guns anymore."
"Yes, Akai,"
James also advised,
“Judy is right, you’ve done so much for us.”
"Leave the rest to us."
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Shuichi Akai was still coughing violently.
Even so, his gaze remained firm.
James didn't know what to say, so he tried to change the subject.
"Oh, right, Akai, Jodie."
“We have a new batch of agents here, one of whom has been performing exceptionally well in Europe recently, holding his own against Rum’s men on several occasions.”
"Let me have him come over and introduce him to you."
"Speaking of which, he's Japanese, just like you, Akai."
"You've worked hard, James."
Judy gave James Black a grateful look.
Seeing this, Shuichi Akai didn't mention touching the gun anymore, and nodded slightly to James.
James smiled and shook his head.
"I may not be able to go to the front lines many more times, but I can't let you fight alone."
A moment later...
An ordinary-looking, unassuming young man with an unusually calm demeanor walked up to Judy and James.
After giving the three men a proper salute, he turned his gaze to Shuichi Akai, who looked like a man in his fifties or sixties.
This is... the legendary Silver Bullet?
The young man extended his hand directly to Shuichi Akai and said in a deep voice,
"Zuyama Shin, please give me your guidance."
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the other side
Amuro Tooru's joy from the day vanished upon witnessing the astonishing scene.
He immediately made a phone call, intending to ask Kazami Yuya to investigate what exactly happened.
Why the hell is Gin doing this at a press conference held by the Metropolitan Police Department, and what's this damn awards ceremony...?
But he froze after dialing just three digits.
So Kazami is no longer here...
A fleeting look of dejection and struggle crossed Amuro Tooru's eyes.
He now seems to be half a missing person...