Kazuki Fuse - Plot

Plot

Jin-Roh takes places in an alternate, Post-WWII Japan based on Mamoru Oshii's vision. Japan has been occupied by Nazi Germany during ten years, leaving behind a legacy of chaos. A group of guerrilla revolutionaries known as The Sect, conduct various terrorist activities, most notably their use of young girls known as Little Red Riding Hoods, or simply "Red Riding Hoods," as bombs carriers. These guerrillas are kept under control by the government's counter-terrorist group - The Capitol Police's (CAPO) Special Unit. These are highly trained officers who wear full body armor called Protect-Gears and usually wield MG42 machine guns. One of these special unit officers from 1st Assault Platoon - Panzer Cops encounters a "Red Riding Hood." He has a clear opening to fire but since the girl is unarmed he feels reluctant to shoot. The young girl then detonates her bomb as one of his fellow officers leaps to his rescue, tackling Fuse down and preventing anything more serious than bruising and a concussion. Having witnessed the girl commit suicide, he is plagued by visions of her death. Fuse then goes on a search to find out who she is, only to find a girl who looks nearly identical to her and also claims to be the dead girl's sister. The two seem to be very fond of one another despite the fact that both of them are hiding their own little secrets.

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