One Hundred and Thirty-Five Chapters Mantis Catching Cicada Oriole Behind

In less than ten seconds, Luke came out wearing a black combat uniform and took this guy's place.

If the few black combat uniforms next to him can be observed closely, you can find that his equipment is much less. The bulletproof helmet and upper body combat uniform are just put on so-so, and the color of the pants and shoes are similar but not changed.

Luke checked the micro-punch and the magazine in his hand as he walked.

The weight of the micro punch is wrong. It seems that most of the components are engineering plastics. What is even more strange is that the texture of the barrel is not like metal.

The bullets in the magazine are not ordinary bullets either.

He likes to play with anesthesia bombs recently, and he immediately determined that this is an anesthesia micro punch.

This stuff is rare.

Tranquility guns are very common. It is not surprising that they are long like a rifle and small like a pen.

But the anesthesia microchong is obviously the pursuit of firepower, or coverage, but to capture the target alive.

In order to catch superpowers, this equipment is also carefully used.

And a group of people wearing black combat uniforms appeared here in the middle of the night without any signs, searching for the two Carroll girls.

This is what the Sentinel Secret Service is!

While thinking about it, he heard a voice coming from the snatched headset: "I found two women, confirm that the target of the action is correct, they are fleeing to the north, all keep up."

Luke jumped lightly, his toes were connected, and he climbed the big tree seven or eight meters high next to him and looked north.

More than 100 meters away, the figures of the two girls under the helicopter searchlight flashed away among the trees and grasses, but they did not escape his keen eyesight.

Sure enough, Carol and Lorna!

He had discovered the smell of the two people nearby just now, and he was completely sure at this moment that the helicopter and this team of fighters were coming for them.

Crooking his neck, the corners of Luke's mouth curled up in his mask: Let me see what the Sentinel Secret Service is!

He stunned the fighter just now and robbed the opponent's equipment, but the system did not respond.

There is no reminder of any kind, either to gain experience or to deduct points,

Obviously, in the system transformation, there is no time to take care of him.

Just in case, he's not going to kill people today.

But looking at the anesthesia microchong in his hand, he showed a happy smile: Look, what a considerate person!

The next moment, his figure disappeared into the treetops.

Meanwhile, Carol and Lorna are in crisis.

The two helicopters above the sky flew quite high, and they were specially made for Lorna's super powers.

If she wants to get these two helicopters down, she has to concentrate on activating her own abilities.

But more than 30 special team fighters in black combat uniforms are rapidly approaching.

Once she stands still, she will soon be discovered by the other party, and a large number of special anesthesia bombs will follow to subdue her.

She also had trouble dealing with Secret Service fighters.

Their equipment is also specially made, without metal parts, and with ceramic inserts, it is difficult for ordinary attacks to hurt them.

Especially in the current situation, she couldn't concentrate and attack these people with precision.

Carol no longer had the usual cowardly look at this moment. Her thin body bowed very low, like a wild cat about to attack, with a vigilant look on her face.

Suddenly, she said, "Lorna, I'll hold them back, you go first."

Lorna refused without hesitation: "No, rush out together."

Carroll was very calm: "No, they are too well prepared this time. I can't escape the lock of the helicopter, but you can rush out with a short flight. As long as you get to the pier to the north, there are a lot of metal products, and they take it. You can't do it."

Lorna still refused: "It's only two kilometers, let's rush out together. This time, I won't show mercy to them again."

As she spoke, the two metal table knives in her hands floated up.

Carroll: "No. We're not bad people, we're not criminals. And whoever kills them, they're going to send more people to catch us."

Lorna arrived unwillingly: "But we're about to be caught."

Carroll: "What if they only got one of us?"

Lorna opened her mouth and was speechless.

As long as she goes on a killing spree, the two of them will be severely tortured if they are caught together or alone, and Carroll is likely to be caught tonight.

The two girls who lacked courage and experience, had time to surpass the abilities of many ordinary people, but they felt a dilemma for a while.

But soon they don't have to worry about it.

Snapped! Snapped!

Two unusually crisp gunshots sounded, and then the searchlights of the two helicopters in the air went out.

Both parties present were stunned.

Then Lorna was overjoyed, and Carol whispered without hesitation, "Come on."

In the darkness, the two rushed north.

Carol's slender figure is like a civet cat, jumping through the trees and grass.

Then she threw out fiercely, stomping her feet on the chest of a black combat uniform, and kicking the man flying seven or eight meters away, rolling on the ground for several laps before stopping.

With the reaction force of this pedaling, her small body changed direction in the air, and once again kicked another black combat uniform five or six meters away.

An escape route appeared.

Lorna, who followed closely behind, seemed to have lost most of her gravity. Every time she took a step, she flew out five or six meters. The speed was not as fast as Carroll, but she was not affected by any terrain debris, and rushed out.

Without any hesitation, the two girls ran away.

The Sentinel Secret Service had already arrested several of their companions. They did not have the courage and determination to fight against them. They could only run away when they found an opportunity, and the two women also missed a good show behind them.

After the two gunshots, Luke's headset heard the voice of the commander of the black combat uniform: "Attention, they have firearms."

The corners of his mouth were raised, and several small round safety needles from the fighter were pulled out, and they flew in all directions like a goddess scattered flowers.

The powerful force, precise throwing, and extremely fast speed made these small round cans explode continuously among the fighters within two seconds.

A few clouds of smoke, a few flashes of blinding dog eyes, appeared in this dark wilderness.

Luke even heard some fighters let out a whimper like a defeated dog, probably Maja Fake, flowers or the like.

For such a stinky person, he decisively picked up the anesthesia microchung on his chest and rushed into the smoke.

Puff puff puff!

The movement of the anesthetized micro-chung is almost a silenced pistol. The kinetic energy of the bullet is obviously insufficient. It can hit thirty to fifty meters, but it is enough to bully Carol and the others.

It is also enough for someone who is almost certain to hit a ten-meter shootout.

With the spread of the smoke bombs, Luke was in a state of no one, and after rushing in, the muzzle almost reached the necks of these fighters, and anesthetized them one by one.

The first-class anesthesia was slightly rushed, and he was stunned that he used the style of the syringe.