Ninja Assault by Don Pendleton

Author:Don Pendleton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Worldwide Library
Published: 2015-08-20T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Terminal 1 South Wing,

Narita International Airport

The airport was chaotic, as expected. Bolan claimed his check-through bag and saw no evidence that it had been disturbed, besides the normal scuffs and scrapes that baggage handlers left on most luggage. He joined the sluggish human river bound for Immigration, with his passport and arrival card in hand.

The documents revealed nothing about himself. The name they bore was “Matthew Cooper,” tagged to an address in New York City that did not exist. He had nothing to declare for Customs. Cooper’s reason for the flight to Tokyo was business, otherwise unspecified.

Appearances were everything in brief encounters with authority.

From there, Bolan moved on to get his rental car. Matt Cooper had a Honda Stream on hold, a compact five-door minivan in silver, right-hand drive, and bought the full insurance package just in case. His bags went in the backseat, and Bolan found his way onto the Shinjuko Expressway, joining swarms of traffic for the fifty-minute drive to Tokyo.

Roppongi was southwest of downtown Tokyo, in the Minato district. Best known for its nightlife, Roppongi was the place to go for watching gangsters and celebrities. Pachinko parlors and illicit gaming rooms alike fleeced visitors, which guaranteed that pawnshops also did a thriving trade.

Kota Yuko’s establishment was relatively modest, for the neighborhood. Its signage promised fair deals, spelling out the terms in half a dozen languages. Its windows, covered with protective grates, displayed musical instruments and jewelry, leather and wicked-looking knives.

Inside, there was a musty smell about the shop that spoke of age and hand-me-downs. Bolan spotted the white-haired owner from his photo in Brognola’s file, making his way past cases filled with cameras and watches, toward the register. Kota Yuko glanced up at his approach and asked, in English, “May I help you?”

“I am new in town,” Bolan replied, in fairly decent Japanese.

Without missing a beat, Yuko said, “You may need assistance.”

“Hai,” Bolan agreed.

Yuko beckoned to an assistant, issuing instructions in a tone that sounded rude but seemed to have no adverse impact on the younger man. That done, he turned to Bolan and said, “Please to follow me.”

They left the main sales floor, passed through a storage area, then downstairs to a basement where Yuko unlocked a smaller room and stepped inside. Bolan followed into the dealer’s armory. He was surprised by the diversity of weapons on display, from pistols to grenade launchers and a QJG-02 heavy machine gun manufactured by Norinco, out of China.

Bolan browsed, selecting what he needed, starting with a Steyr AUG assault rifle. For greater range, he chose a DSR-1 bolt-action chambered for .308 Winchester rounds, with a custom suppressor included. Pistol-wise, he took a Glock 22, the .40 S&W model, with a threaded muzzle and suppressor of its own. For heavy punches, Bolan picked a 40 mm Milkor multiple grenade launcher, together with a mix of HE, buckshot, smoke and incendiary rounds. A case of Russian RGD-5 frag grenades joined the arsenal, and a tanto dagger topped it off, leaving

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