It was on the deck that Kurodo headed for the rescue.
The pool provided on the deck is closed and the top of the pool is covered with sheets. Besides, inside the pool fence was the appearance of the men in black.
"I thought it was in the pool or something, but was Misago right?"
Black Dou spills bitterness and overcomes the fence.
"Stop!"
"Freeze!"
Occasionally, several people in black rush, holding hands and speaking sharply.
"It's your life to stop."
A man's low voice emanates from the mouth of Black Dou, who thought she was a woman, and the black clothes face each other. But no one understood Japanese, so he didn't seem to know what it meant.
Black Dou pays his arm forward. Shortly after they paid, they saw the tip disappear from the elbow of their arms, and the black clothes doubted their eyes.
"Buh!?
"Ugh!
A second later, all the black clothes are beaten to the jaw and cheek by something they can't see, and none of them blow up. In the present invisible attack, some have been done to the extent of stunning, while others have had their jaws crushed.
"It's tough to mess with, huh? But even Taniguchi Lu and King helped me."
When I grumbled at a dialogue that only I could see, Kurodo's vanishing arm was back.
"Well, are you there?
Turning the sheets of the pool, I thought the mother and child were bound and sat down.
"It's the police. I'm here to help. But until we still call for help, I'm gonna ask you to be patient."
Black Dou to show the police notebook to reassure them. I was surprised by the presence of a woman dressed man over two meters who suddenly appeared, but the effect of the police notebook was remarkable, and her mother was crying and relieved.
"That's..."
As he untied and led his mother and son to a safe place, Kurodo saw a ship approaching this way at sea.
"It's Ashiya. I need you to check the satellite as soon as possible. Actually, there was a ship currently approaching the Dream Popus. Yes, I want you to check the satellite cameras and reveal your location."
When Kurodo retrieves his cell phone, he contacts the Great Officer of the Coast Guard, who is making a request for cooperation in advance.
Delivering the mother and child to a safe room, Kurodo returned to the deck again. When I came back, my fingertip-sized phone vibrated when I framed it in my ear.
"Got it. Thank you."
The content told by the person on the phone was generally a substitute for Kurodo's expectations.
(Grim penis ship? Moreover, a large number of armed soldiers are aboard. It's troublesome when they send you here)
Kurodo decides his will and ascends to the ship's fence.
At the top of the fence, a metal wing from the back and a rocket vent make a noise out of the body of Black Dou.
The rocket ignites and Kurodo's body flies through the sky with a bullet-like momentum. What lies ahead is a mysterious ship coming this way.
(It feels better than I imagined, like flying over the ocean)
It was Black Dou spilling a grin thinking about things out of place, in the midst of a sea breeze.
Junko and True were following Jeffrey and running down the hallway on board.
I tried to bend the corner, Jeffrey. True to shoot a gun from behind.
"Ugh!
Jeffrey escapes without stopping his leg, even as he gets bullets in his right foot calf, letting his body calm down and screaming.
When Junko and True turned the corner, Jeffrey didn't look like him, and instead dozens of black clothes surprisingly covered the hallway, pointing a gun at this one.
"Phantom? No..."
Truth denies his enquiry. Surely this is a phantom. There is no way there are so many black clothes conveniently around the corner. But...
It's not just the phantom.
"I know."
True to snort at the words of Junko. I feel both human beings and signs of mixing in the phantom.
Several real black clothes, mixed with phantoms, fire.
This one is more troublesome than the blockade of vision caused by the earlier walls. Moreover, what we are in now is not an open space, but a hallway where movement is restricted. Besides, the enemy is a sub-machine gun.
But the truth is that not only does it gamble on the floor and flip, but it occasionally runs up to the wall and so on, making a full evasion even in a small space.
Junko, on the other hand, hid herself in front of the bend, peered into its interaction with a mirror, and was thorough in his tour.
"True, you're struggling?
A voice rang from the direction of progress, and a girl in gossip cut into black clothes with a knife. Is there an identifying action by the power of a small knife, aimed at the real thing, not the phantom?
"Nothing."
Saying faceless toward Akiko, who appeared.
It's really time to figure out the real deal, so shoot the gun and fight back. Of the two aimed, one was a phantom, but the other was biological real, and fell wearing the center of his forehead.
The phantoms disappear in unison. The only remaining black clothes that existed were the two of us. And Jeffrey's appearance is nowhere.
"Turn yourself into Mr. Black Clothes and show it to him, he may have run away in confusion."
Junko says in a chilling tone.
"Oh, Junko, I'm sorry. Forget about helping the people who were taken."
Akiko bows her head gently as she delivers the knife.
"Dong Mai. First fight, okay?
"Yeah. I got a little blood on me, though."
After answering Junko, Akiko turns to True.
"There was a pretty tough guy. But, you know, my training with the truth helped me a lot. Thank you. Thank you so much. Let's train together again."
"Oh."
I nod respectfully after admitting that Akiko was truly a single combatant, who put his honest feelings into words without being able to illuminate.
"Hmm..."
Junko, on the other hand, is roaring as he looks at the phone's display in the air.
"Missago, no response from you. I wonder if I'm in a battle when I encounter an enemy. Well, I don't have a bad feeling about that."
Finger the numbers shown in the air. Of which, Junko makes the call.
"Rin, Misago, you're like a pinch. Rin and the others are closer, so go join them. The place is..."
"Meh."
The voice of Junko and the person who truly knew sounded as he reported where he thought there was a Massago.
Earlier, from a true coming bend with Junko, Eric shows up.
"I think it was the work of a mouse who was able to kill a bad hobby. I'm just letting you play."
Junko, meanwhile, said Akiko at a glance, not Eric, and hung up.
"This man is an enemy, too? I mean, why are you naked..."
Akiko feels pulled when she looks at Eric's outfit.
"Let me do this. Give me a hand..."
"Mya?"
Eric puts one hand in the middle of a true word and takes the phone.
"Meermeermeermeermeermeermeer"
Ringing to complain about something, Eric walks away in the direction where he came from turning his back dignified to the three of them.
"Don't you have to chase me?
I put my gun away and saw that I really solved the battle posture, Junko asked.
"I don't feel like shooting that guy in the back with all that grandeur"
Gently shrugs shoulders true.
"Besides, if the Massago is a pinch, why can't the Junkos help us?"
Asukiko asks.
"We have something else to do."
"Things to do?
"Thought I'd blow up this ship for a second. Oh, it's not like we're gonna totally blow it up and turn it into sea algae chips. Just a little bit. I think if we blow it up a bit, set it on fire a little bit, and make a slight noise, we can inhibit the movement of the enemy."
"Hmm."
I wasn't sure why Akiko could obstruct the enemy's movement by doing so, but I decided to convince him.