The Tokyo Police Dept went on war on the highways…
Tired of seeing the barbaric behavior from where the street racers tried to impose their supremacy among other drivers, leaving several innocents injured on accidents all around the highways, they orchestrated a plan to put an end on everything. The Operation Backstab.
Going directly over the teams would result in nothing. They knew they didn’t have the necessary resources and evidences to convict most of the street racers. The only way to win this battle was to destroy them from inside. To that, selected officers would have to become what they hated most in order to succeed, and that was not an easy task.
For months, a selected group of high skilled officials were unofficially trained on racing schools, acting as weekend track-day drivers looking for a bit of training. For their rides, apprehended illegally modified vehicles from ex street racers, who were unlucky to be caught on one of the several roadblocks set on the highways. Soon, these officers were racing the highways, wandering around, taking down on some competition, and being able to show some serious skills learned through their training. These new players made a name for their selves. Being able to be recognized once they showed up on the usual race spots. The most famous one was Katsushiro Uenada, a loose gun who managed to beat one of the members of Ocelots on their proving grounds. Even thou he never joined one of the teams who invited him, he still managed to gather a small fan club over the display of his skills. Secure of their position among the street racers, officers decided to take the next step into the operation, collecting evidence.
Every street racer that crossed their way were catalogued, their cars, pictured. Soon the police had info about almost all active teams, and even rumors about inactive ones. Some street racers were even followed home, establishing their links with local shops and other venues used as meeting points. Teams depictured completely, with members and leaders properly investigated. This job took months, but once done, they advanced more and more into the operation’s final steps.
First, lesser teams started disappearing. Many thought that the natural highway selection was the one to be blamed, as the competition was really though with stronger teams eating up the weaker ones on a daily basis. But soon, higher profile teams started to being affected, their meetings were cracked down, with several people being busted, receiving huge fines and having their cars apprehended. Surprise roadblocks were made on the highway, taking down many others. The ones that escaped from being caught on the highways were visited at their homes and confronted with evidence. Only a few managed to escape from being arrested.
Racing now was nowhere possible. Teams who once reigned supreme over the roads now were in hiding. Wanderers disappeared. Even the craziest racers who were always challenging the cops dared to show up on the highway anymore. Anywhere you would look, at anytime you expect, there would be a cop car around, looking for street racers. With that scenario, many teams ended up retiring, other, still wanting to have some fun, went legal and started racing on circuits and sanctioned events. The highway was there, empty for anyone crazy enough to take it. But the price to own it at such times was too high to worth the effort…
But time passed…
Even thou with the great results they achieved, the Police Dept couldn’t maintain such larger scale operation for a long time with the resources they had. So it was only a matter of time for them to call it off. And, after considering the results achieved, they were assured that they could leave the highways for a while, as the amount of active teams were almost nonexistent.
This was a new beginning for the survivors, but still a dangerous one… Even thou the police slowed down their activities, people were still aware of their presence. Many knew that several unmarked cars were roaming the roads now, and even in less numbers, they were a nuisance to be dealt with. Slowly, the activity along certain areas started to come back to its normal, meeting points moved, finding new places away from the knowledge of the cops.
The race to redraw the domains of Wangan was on.
Continue…
Tired of seeing the barbaric behavior from where the street racers tried to impose their supremacy among other drivers, leaving several innocents injured on accidents all around the highways, they orchestrated a plan to put an end on everything. The Operation Backstab.
Going directly over the teams would result in nothing. They knew they didn’t have the necessary resources and evidences to convict most of the street racers. The only way to win this battle was to destroy them from inside. To that, selected officers would have to become what they hated most in order to succeed, and that was not an easy task.
For months, a selected group of high skilled officials were unofficially trained on racing schools, acting as weekend track-day drivers looking for a bit of training. For their rides, apprehended illegally modified vehicles from ex street racers, who were unlucky to be caught on one of the several roadblocks set on the highways. Soon, these officers were racing the highways, wandering around, taking down on some competition, and being able to show some serious skills learned through their training. These new players made a name for their selves. Being able to be recognized once they showed up on the usual race spots. The most famous one was Katsushiro Uenada, a loose gun who managed to beat one of the members of Ocelots on their proving grounds. Even thou he never joined one of the teams who invited him, he still managed to gather a small fan club over the display of his skills. Secure of their position among the street racers, officers decided to take the next step into the operation, collecting evidence.
Every street racer that crossed their way were catalogued, their cars, pictured. Soon the police had info about almost all active teams, and even rumors about inactive ones. Some street racers were even followed home, establishing their links with local shops and other venues used as meeting points. Teams depictured completely, with members and leaders properly investigated. This job took months, but once done, they advanced more and more into the operation’s final steps.
First, lesser teams started disappearing. Many thought that the natural highway selection was the one to be blamed, as the competition was really though with stronger teams eating up the weaker ones on a daily basis. But soon, higher profile teams started to being affected, their meetings were cracked down, with several people being busted, receiving huge fines and having their cars apprehended. Surprise roadblocks were made on the highway, taking down many others. The ones that escaped from being caught on the highways were visited at their homes and confronted with evidence. Only a few managed to escape from being arrested.
Racing now was nowhere possible. Teams who once reigned supreme over the roads now were in hiding. Wanderers disappeared. Even the craziest racers who were always challenging the cops dared to show up on the highway anymore. Anywhere you would look, at anytime you expect, there would be a cop car around, looking for street racers. With that scenario, many teams ended up retiring, other, still wanting to have some fun, went legal and started racing on circuits and sanctioned events. The highway was there, empty for anyone crazy enough to take it. But the price to own it at such times was too high to worth the effort…
But time passed…
Even thou with the great results they achieved, the Police Dept couldn’t maintain such larger scale operation for a long time with the resources they had. So it was only a matter of time for them to call it off. And, after considering the results achieved, they were assured that they could leave the highways for a while, as the amount of active teams were almost nonexistent.
This was a new beginning for the survivors, but still a dangerous one… Even thou the police slowed down their activities, people were still aware of their presence. Many knew that several unmarked cars were roaming the roads now, and even in less numbers, they were a nuisance to be dealt with. Slowly, the activity along certain areas started to come back to its normal, meeting points moved, finding new places away from the knowledge of the cops.
The race to redraw the domains of Wangan was on.
Continue…
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