As the injections went on, Luke didn't forget to steal a couple of smoke grenades from the enemy. He pulled out the safety pin and threw them in all directions.
The panicked group of combatants had just started to retreat when they realized that they were surrounded by smoke.
Although they were wearing gas masks to avoid crying, their vision was still seriously affected.
"Retreat and stay alert." The bald commander in the helicopter reacted quickly.
But as soon as he gave the order, Luke knocked out four or five soldiers.
The remaining twenty people obeyed the order and retreated. Only then did they retreat out of the smoke-shrouded area. One by one, the smoke bombs flew like precision guided missiles near the team that had gathered together, and were once again enveloped by the smoke.
There was the sound of tranquilizer guns in the smoke, and his men's shouts could no longer be heard through the earpiece.
Looking at the smoke below, the bald commander gritted his teeth and ordered, "Let's go to the northern pier."
The pilot hesitated. "The people down there …"
The bald commander said, "They were probably hit by tranquilizer grenades. The attackers didn't want to kill them. They'll take them away later. Let's go to the pier first and see if Team B can catch those two targets. "
The pilot subconsciously asked. Not daring to disobey the order, he immediately turned the helicopter and flew north.
Luke's ears twitched. With Elementary Sound Wave and his keen hearing, he heard the conversation between the bald commander and the pilot.
Looking at the two helicopters leaving quickly, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he quickly collected the equipment of the combatants on the battlefield.
Without the storage space, he could only learn from the barbarians to defeat them.
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Carol and Lorna, who were running as fast as they could, nervously ran toward the pier like little beasts being hunted. They had no idea that a second trap was waiting for them up ahead.
When the two girls saw the pier a hundred meters away and relaxed a little, the trap was activated.
At that moment, they happened to enter an empty field near the pier, and a dozen people suddenly stood up.
Like groundhogs hiding in a hole, they instantly removed their camouflage and stood up. With a pop, tranquilizer grenades flew at them from all directions.
Carol, who was running in front, reacted quickly. She exerted strength in her feet and barely dodged the attack head-on, but three tranquilizer grenades still hit her back.
In just one or two seconds, she felt her body go numb and her vision blur.
Lorna, who was slightly behind him, was completely caught off guard. Just as she was about to leap up, she was hit by five Numbing Bullets and fell to the ground.
"Cease fire!" A voice shouted, "Medic, go and give first aid to target number one. She's been injected with too much anesthetic, it'll affect her future experiments."
Carol put her hands on the ground and struggled to lift her head.
Her [Elementary Self-Healing] was quite effective against anesthetics, but three shots in a row still made her lose most of her strength.
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 the chance.
The other party was quite familiar with the two women's information. Two of them came up and held her down while she was still trying to struggle, and put restraints on her hands and feet.
Although her strength was much greater than an ordinary person's, it was useless against this kind of restraining device that specialized in body strengthening.
"Sir, Team B has successfully captured targets one and two." The person who had shouted earlier started contacting the bald commander.
Carlo was utterly disheartened.
By the time the dozens of combatants behind them arrived, the already slim chance of survival would be reduced to zero.
What to do? What should I do? Her mind was in a mess as she searched for a possible opportunity. Wait, Luke! Luke isn't here tonight. He'll come to save us.
Then, another thought popped up: Luke isn't here, but the Sentinel Secret Service is here. Could it be him … No, it can't be. He won't betray me!
Both rationally and emotionally, Carol didn't believe that Luke would betray her.
However, the appearance of the Secret Service tonight was too much of a coincidence.
It was about 7: 50 pm, just a little bit away from the eight o 'clock that Luke had agreed to meet them.
The Sentinel Secret Service had surrounded them and set up an ambush. It looked like they had been planning this for a long time, and were waiting for them to walk right into the trap.
The anesthetic, the desperate situation, and all kinds of doubts made it impossible for Carol to control her thoughts.
Two minutes later, two helicopters landed not far away.
The bald commander came down and quickly checked the two women. After confirming that they were the targets of the operation, he waved his hand and said, "Put them up. I'll take them away immediately."
As he spoke, he walked to the helicopters. "Their accomplices are still behind us. We don't know how many of them, but they're very good at special operations. Be careful …"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! There was a very soft sound, but the bald commander suddenly had a bad feeling.
He looked over and saw a few familiar round cans flying into the open space that was illuminated by the lights around them. Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
It was still the same familiar formula and smell.
The bald commander's eyes weren't blinded by the blinding goggles, but he couldn't help but burst into tears. F * ck! You're still coming?
Flash grenades and smoke grenades rained down one after another and enveloped the dozen soldiers.
It was over! The bald commander was even more desperate than Carol.
There had been more than thirty people there earlier, but there was no movement in less than ten seconds.
There were only a dozen people here. How could there be any hope?
Even more unfortunately, in order to save time, he had landed the helicopter to transport them.
Who knew that the enemy wouldn't be much slower than the helicopter, and would be right behind him?
Thankfully, Luke was considerate enough to give him a tranquilizer grenade after taking care of the dozen soldiers.
The bald commander's vision blurred, and he slowly collapsed.
Luke walked out of the smoke and picked up the bald commander. After examining him for a moment, he tossed him into the helicopter.
He then walked over to Carol and examined the restraints on her for a moment, before he picked her up and carried Lorna, who had collapsed on the side.
Lorna had been hit by too many tranquilizers, but she had already been injected with medicine and wasn't in any danger. She was just unconscious.
Luke took out his fake phone and connected it to the special restraints. He then dragged the bald commander's hand over and tested it with his fingerprints.
Two green lights on the restraints lit up at the same time. With a light click, Carol's limbs came off.
Luke pulled them off Carol and threw them out of the helicopter. He then took off his and the bald commander's equipment and threw them on the ground.
He then took pictures of the faces of the dozen soldiers present. Then, he walked over to the pilot's seat and threw the unconscious pilot out. He then started the helicopter and quickly took off.
On the wasteland beside the dock, there was only a messy pile of fallen combatants. It was like the scene of a massacre.
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