Chapter 1136 You Catch the Target, I Catch You

As the injection was going on, Luke didn't forget to pass one or two smoke bombs from the other side, pulled out the safety and threw them in all directions.

The panic-stricken group of fighters began to retreat, and found that there was smoke everywhere around them.

Although they wore gas masks to avoid tears, their vision was severely affected.

"Retreat, keep alert." The bald commander sitting on the helicopter responded quickly.

But before he gave the order, Luke threw four or five combatants down.

The remaining 20 people obeyed the order and retreated closer before exiting the area that was completely covered by smoke. The smoke bombs flew near the gathered squad like precision-guided missiles, and then they were enveloped in smoke again. .

There was a burst of sound of the sedative gun in the smoke, and the call of his subordinates could no longer be heard in the headset.

The bald commander sitting in the helicopter looked at the clouds of smoke below, gritted his teeth and ordered: "Go, go to the north pier."

The driver hesitated: "The people below..."

The bald-headed commander: "They should have been hit by anesthesia bombs. The attackers didn't want to kill them. They will take them away later. Go to the dock first and see if Team B can catch those two targets."

The driver just asked a question subconsciously, did not dare to disobey the order, and immediately turned the helicopter to fly north.

Luke's ears moved, and under the primary sound waves and keen hearing, he heard the conversation between the bald commander and the driver.

Looking at the two helicopters leaving quickly, he showed a mocking smile, and quickly collected the equipment of the fighters on the field.

Without the storage space, he could only learn from the barbarians to control barbarians.

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Carol and Lorna, who were burying their heads and running wildly, rushed to the dock nervously like little beasts being hunted, but they didn't know that there was a second trap waiting for them in front of them.

When the two women saw the pier more than 100 meters away, they were excited and slightly relaxed, the trap was activated.

At this time, they just entered an empty flat area near the dock, and suddenly more than ten people stood up on the ground around them.

They are like groundhogs hiding in potholes,

Instantly lifted the camouflage on the top of the head and straightened up, and with the sound of puff puff, anesthesia bombs flew from all directions.

Carol, who was running in front, reacted very quickly, she exerted force under her feet, barely dodging the attack from the front, but the three anesthetic bullets behind her still shot into her back.

In just a second or two, she felt numb and her vision blurred.

Lorna, who was a little later, was completely unprepared. The body that was about to jump was hit by five sedative bullets and fell to the ground.

"Cease fire!" a voice shouted: "Medical soldier, go up and give first aid to target No. 1. The anesthetic in her is too much, which will affect future experiments."

Carol put her hands on the ground and raised her head with difficulty.

Her primary self-healing is not weak against narcotics, but three consecutive shots also made her lose most of her strength for a while.

It would take at least a few minutes for her body to clear the effects of the anesthetic, but these people would not give her this chance.

The other party knew the information of the two women quite well. The two came up to hold her, who was still struggling, and put restraints on her hands and feet.

Although her strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, she is completely useless in the face of this professional restraint device for body strengthening groups.

"Sir, Team B successfully captured targets No. 1 and No. 2." The man who shouted just now began to contact the bald commander.

Carol was devastated.

When the dozens of fighters behind arrived, the originally slim chance of escape would become zero.

How to do? what do I do? In her head, she looked for possible opportunities: Wait, Luke! Luke hasn't come tonight, he will come to save us.

Immediately, another thought came up: Luke didn't show up, but the people from the Sentinel Secret Service came, could it be him... No, no. He won't betray me!

Whether intellectually or emotionally, Carol didn't believe that Luke would betray her.

But it was a coincidence that the Secret Service showed up tonight.

It's about 7:50 now, just short of the 8 o'clock Luke agreed with them.

The Sentinel Secret Service was surrounded and ambushed at the same time, no matter how it looked like it had been planned for a long time, waiting for them to fall into the trap.

Anesthesia, desperation, and all kinds of doubts made Carroll unable to control his thoughts.

Two minutes later, two helicopters landed not far away.

The bald-headed commander came down from above, just checked the two women quickly, determined that they were the target of this operation, and waved his hand: "Put them on, and I'll take them away immediately."

As he said, he walked towards the helicopter: "There are their accomplices behind, the number of which is unknown, but they are very good at special operations, you have to be careful..."

Whoosh whoosh!

The very slight sound of breaking wind made the bald commander who was talking suddenly have a bad premonition.

He glanced over, and saw a few familiar small round cans just flew to the open space illuminated by the surrounding lights.

Bang bang bang bang!

It's still the same familiar formula and familiar taste.

The bald commander's eyes with strong light goggles were not blinded, but he couldn't help but burst into tears: Fake! Are you still here?

Half and half of the flash bombs and smoke bombs fell in a series, covering more than a dozen fighters.

Ruined! The bald commander was even more desperate than Carol next to him.

There were more than 30 people there before, and there was no movement in less than ten seconds.

There are only a dozen people here, so there is still hope!

To make matters worse, he landed the helicopter to transport people in order to seize the time.

Who knew that the speed of the other party was not much slower than that of the helicopter, and he followed him and killed him.

Fortunately, Luke was very considerate. After eliminating the dozen or so team members, he also gave him a narcotic bomb.

The bald-headed commander's eyes flashed, and he slowly fell to the ground.

Luke came out of the smoke, picked up the bald commander to check for a moment, and threw him onto the helicopter.

Then he walked to Carol's side, checked the restraint device on her for a moment, picked her up, and carried her back to Lorna, who was lying on the side.

There were too many anesthesia bombs in Lorna, but they were injected with medicine just now. There was no danger, but she was still in a coma.

Luke took out the fake mobile phone, connected it to the special restraint device, dragged the bald commander's hand over, and tried it one by one with his fingerprints.

The two green indicator lights on the restraint device turned on at the same time, and with a slight click, Carroll's limbs detached from it.

Luke tore it off Carroll, threw it out of the helicopter, and then took off the equipment on himself and the bald commander and threw it on the ground.

Then he took pictures of the faces of more than a dozen combat team members present. Then he walked to the driver's seat, threw the driver who was unconscious with his head tilted, started the helicopter, and took off quickly.

On the wasteland beside the pier, only a patchwork of fighters fell there, much like a massacre scene.

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