Chapter 12: Abduction (2)

Hanayuradan, a group of Sukeban with a decent size, started as just a group of about 3 close friends, like sworn sisters.

But now, it has grown in size due to reasons such as the leader, falling in love with me, and liking my bold actions.

When it comes to Sukeban, if you ask if there’s anywhere we’re lacking, we can confidently say no. We were a just a decent-sized Sukeban group.

Until a little while ago.

Let’s go back a little in the past.

“Yeah… But isn’t the condition too good?”

“So? Our Guragura Helmet Gang… We have bigger ambitions, you know? In the process, we just need you guys to rampage a little. It’s not a bad condition, is it?”

The Guragura Helmet Gang, a powerful organization that ranks among the top three Sukeban groups in this Gehenna Autonomous District,

offered us pretty good quality equipment and said that if we cooperate with them just once, they will guarantee a certain amount of territory as Sukeban within Gehenna and even hand over the equipment.

It was a decent, no, considering the contents of the deal, an excessively good condition. They, who have a relatively ordinary territory, offered us such good conditions for a not-so-difficult request,

which is to stay quiet for a few weeks and then rampage a little more intensely than usual when the signal comes. I don’t know why, but I accepted it, thinking it wouldn’t be bad for us.

And a few weeks later, on the promised day, as soon as I received the signal, I started to rampage between the central district and the outskirts of Gehenna.

That day, the Prefect Team’s intervention was delayed, so the number of stores we robbed was twice as much as usual when we were active.

Well, as promised, the Prefect Team appeared late, we engaged in a moderate battle, and then we escaped.

Well, we are just Sukeban, and the other side is the Prefect Team, a professionally trained armed group, even if there are rumors that they are a bunch of disorganized people. There’s no way we can win against them in a fight, right?

We just pretended to fight hard, without any dropouts, twisted the direction moderately to make tracking difficult, and retreated to the hideout.

“Phew… We brought in new equipment and the income is good… It seems like the deficit caused by resting for a few weeks has been made up at once?”

“Leader~ Then are we having a party today?”

“Yeah~ We’ve been a bit tight for the past few weeks because of the request, so from now on, we’ll only have a flower path~!”

Perhaps because it’s been a while since I’ve rampaged for a long time, my members, my younger brothers, were excited and urged me to have a party.

Well, I also rampaged as much as they requested, and the income from that process was also good, and for a medium-sized Sukeban like us, we also got new equipment like Kaiser Industries anti-tank guns,

and our position in the back alleys of Gehenna was guaranteed to some extent, so I was a little, no, quite excited… I should have kept my composure at that time.

-Bang!-

It happened in an instant. With a gunshot, the head of one of my younger brothers, who was urging me, the one who was strong and used a light machine gun, moved greatly to the side… and he collapsed. With just one shot…

“W… What, who is it!”

“…You don’t need to know… And… If you answer the questions quietly, I’ll stun you at once. Choose well…”

“Ha? Ridiculous. Hey guys! Shoot them all!”

Ha, she thought I’d be scared because she took down one guy… We had a lot more numbers. And when I looked again, it was a Trinity pigeon sissy.

Yes, since it’s come to this, I thought of demanding a ransom for the hostage from Trinity as an additional income. I ordered my younger brothers to shoot.

I should have just run away then….

“You’re trying to make it complicated?”

As the concentrated fire from my younger brothers started, that Trinity pigeon b*tch used her wings and the barricade at the entrance,

which was built in preparation for a siege situation at the hideout, to block the concentrated fire without any problems.

Did the pigeon guys have a way to use their wings like that? While I was having thoughts like that and thinking that I should have been a little more careful about installing the barricade, which are now meaningless…

-Bang!-

The shotgun that b*tch was holding, I don’t remember the model name, but it’s definitely a Benelli series, spews fire. At the same time, one person collapses. Since there is quite a distance, it must be a slug round.

Yes, she comfortably blocks our barrage without any problems and diligently puts slug rounds in each person’s head. What the hell is that?

The situation continued repeatedly, and when 8 people, including the first one, fell, that b*tch started reloading.

We have also been playing Sukeban for a while, so we have some experience in fighting. Taking advantage of that gap, the remaining members, 7 out of 13 including me, rush in.

I should have stopped them….

-Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang-

The sound of a brutal gunshot rings out five times in a row. Five of the seven people who rushed in the lead fall powerlessly.

I have a question. No matter how strong that b*tch is, one person per shot? Why? The answer was unexpectedly easy to obtain.

The revolver in that b*tch’s left hand, the S&W M500, is a revolver with a monstrous caliber that is famous among Sukeban.

It’s famous among Sukeban because it’s quickly abandoned due to the insane recoil caused by using it because of its appearance, the structure that makes it difficult to fire continuously due to that recoil,

which forces it to give up advantages in firepower battles, and the 12.7X41mmSR rounds, which have a significantly higher maintenance cost than other bullets.

That… She showed a feat of firing all 5 rounds in a row and accurately putting one shot each in the heads and foreheads of 5 people.

From this point on. Ah, I made a mistake. It wasn’t a bluff. That was when I started to think.

The following two of the rushing personnel rush in. The buttstock of the Benelli shotgun, which had been turned upside down at some point, is slammed down on the top of the head of the younger brother who was a little ahead.

It is swung one more time towards the neck from the left. As if this is not enough, she looks up and slams it down one more time on the forehead of the fallen younger brother. That child’s Halo loses its light and disappears.

The guy behind him sees the scene and his legs give way and he falls backwards. The expressions of the personnel other than those who rushed in, who stopped firing for a while and waited, harden.

They are children who have confronted the Prefect Team leader. They were miserably defeated, but… Still, it’s not that they can’t move because they’re scared of that b*tch’s strength.

That b*tch’s hand… The excessively cruel blows intimidate everyone.

“What… Why did you stop…? I won’t change my mind just because you’re cooperative now…?”

-Bang-

The Benelli shotgun, which was continuously reloaded while the guys were rushing, fired again. Another person collapses. A shot to the head of the guy whose legs gave way, again.

There are 5 people left, including me. There is no need to think anymore. It’s a struggle. I pour out all the bullets I have. Anti-tank gun?

I already used it in the battle with the Prefect Team. The body remains, but there are no bullets.

It’s terrifying.

As if the firepower is now sufficiently reduced, she blocks the barrage with her wings, and slowly walks, reloading the Benelli shotgun with her remaining hand.

And the story after that… I won’t tell you.

“Yeah… So… You don’t know?”

“Y… Yeah… We don’t know! We just received a request!”

I followed the trail of a seemingly large-scale Sukeban group and found the location of the place that seemed to be their hideout and destroyed it from the front.

Well… Whether to believe this guy or not is my choice. But at least I know how to make it a little truthful. I grab the handguard of the Benelli shotgun and raise it to an easy-to-strike posture.

“I don’t know if it’s a hideout or not, but I’ve traded with those guys before! I remember the address, so just let me go once… W… Wait!”

“…Write it down.”

I turn on the notepad app on my smartphone and hand it over.

The guy’s trembling hand delays the input, so it takes a long time.

“N… Now… I wrote it, so let me go…”

-Smash-

As soon as I receive the address, I hit him on the head and knock him out. Still, I sent him away in one go, so it’s merciful.

“Well then… Let’s go…”

The address is an abandoned factory, which seems suitable for use as a typical hideout. Yes, let’s go. Let’s eradicate these damn social misfits.

-Bang-

“What is it! Those raccoons! In this critical situation where Gehenna could disappear from the map right now!”

“…Sigh…”

The meeting between Pandemonium Society and the Prefect Team regarding the kidnapping of a Trinity VIP was running on parallel lines, and a break time came.

The chairman of Pandemonium Society, Hanuma Makoto, stubbornly refused the Prefect Team’s departure with absurd logic, saying why should she care about an important person from Trinity,

and saying that if Trinity directly attacked Gehenna while the important combatants of the Prefect Team went to rescue an outsider, it would be absurd and unfounded.

“…We have to do what we can… Ako… Is there any information from the intelligence unit…?”

“Yes… We have confirmed the gathering place of the Guragura Helmet Gang….”

Finally, all the pieces to uproot those Guragura Helmet Gang things have been gathered, but it’s absurd that we can’t move.

-Clack-

The door of the Prefect Team leader’s office opens.

Natsume Iroha, the tank commander of Gehenna Pandemonium Society and perhaps the only normal person in Pandemonium Society, entered.

“Were you gathered here?”

“What are you here for? And don’t you know how to knock, Natsume Tank Commander?”

Ako asked, shooting at Iroha with a thorny tone. It’s natural for her.

Someone is desperately trying to pull Gehenna out of this damn swamp, but those raccoons are only thinking about their own safety and dignity, so it’s understandable that she’s angry.

“Please calm down, chief administrative officer. I came to ‘notify’ you of Pandemonium Society’s position.”

“Sigh? Are you saying that now…”

“Let’s hear it for a moment, Ako.”

Natsume Iroha. A little, no, quite lazy, but someone who does what needs to be done. Perhaps she, the only person who keeps Pandemonium Society running, might have brought a solution.

“Our Pandemonium Society… issues an official notice to all members, including the Prefect Team executives, to focus on ‘maintaining security’ in Gehenna and guarding the Gehenna main building. That is all.”

She, notifies the contents of the official notice. When all the contents of the official notice came out of her mouth, she took out a recorder from her pocket and handed it over.

A recording of the notification of the official notice just now, a recording that has not been implemented until now because it was annoying and almost no one remembers it, a recording of the official notice notification.

“That means maintaining the status quo…!”

“No, Ako…”

It’s over. Yes, she intentionally omitted some information and notified it, or she cleverly deceived Makoto and made this result and brought it. Yes, this is enough. It’s enough.

“Chief…?”

I’ll leave the distribution of the remaining Prefect Team forces, including Iori, for the security of the Gehenna main building and other security maintenance to you. From now on, Ako, I’m going to ‘maintain security’.”

Yes, I’m going to go deal with the thugs who illegally occupied the abandoned factory. Cleaning up thugs is also contributing to ‘maintaining security’, right? Right?

In the process, rescuing the poor kidnapped civilians, outsiders, is something that can happen, right? Well, let’s go to work.

The Prefect Team leader, the strongest in Gehenna, moves.