The metal ant's movements were as gentle as a mosquito's bite.
However, it wouldn't make a person's skin red and itchy afterward, but would make them lose consciousness unknowingly.
In her own fighter, the White Spirit, who had let down her guard, was hit.
At that moment, the ventilation system in the cabin, which Luke had tampered with before he came in, began to release a small amount of hypnosis.
Only an expert like the White Spirit could ensure that this colorless and odorless drug wouldn't be detected.
Coupled with gentle mental fluctuations, everyone was gradually pulled into a hypnotic and hallucinogenic trap, and could no longer sense anything unusual around them.
Half an hour later, the fighter slowed down and the hatch opened.
With the White Spirit in one hand and Dr. Binoche in the other, Luke threw them out.
Natasha, who had just been lying on a stretcher, couldn't help but send a message in the team channel. "Are you sure they won't fall to their deaths?"
Luke replied, "No, someone will take them into the Quinjet."
In fact, he had only thrown them out to fool Natasha.
The moment he threw them out, he had stored them in Space 2. Who would bother flying a plane?
In any case, the female agent had turned into a middle-aged woman, and Dr. Binoche was lying on a stretcher. It was impossible for her to see what was happening outside the cabin door.
After that, Luke closed the hatch and let the hypnotized pilot return to normal flight speed.
Returning to the baroness, he sent another message. "You can catch up on your beauty sleep now, dear Natasha."
Natasha rolled her eyes and closed them to hypnotize herself to sleep.
Luke carefully scanned the cabin to make sure that he hadn't left anything unusual, before he released a small amount of the awakening agent.
The baroness and the soldiers in the iron mask woke up one after another, feeling as if they had taken a nap just now.
Opening her eyes and looking around the cabin, the baroness saw that everything was normal.
She didn't think much of it. It was normal for troops to doze off on a plane.
Experienced veterans would generally adjust themselves in the last half an hour to fifteen minutes of the flight.
Otherwise, they would be exhausted before they could even fight if they had to stay vigilant for a flight that would last more than ten hours.
Also, they were returning to base, so there was no need to be too nervous.
She then looked at the White Spirit next to her and saw that it was still in a "meditative" posture. She couldn't help but curl her lip. What a strange eastern ritual! Becoming stronger just by sitting down? That sounded ridiculous.
After all, the White Spirit believed in it.
Thus, the fighter continued its peaceful second half of the journey. None of the Cobras had any suspicions.
They arrived at the base, got off the plane, and escorted Dr. Binoche, who had turned into Dr. Binoche, to the confinement room.
Luke couldn't help but sigh. It was worth it to wait outside for a month. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become the White Spirit so smoothly.
He told the baroness that he was going to train, but he was stopped. "Find 'Doctor' first and report the results of this operation. He is still a little interested in Dr. Binoche."
Luke simply hummed with a poker face and followed the baroness to the research area.
The second-in-command of the base, the Doctor, stayed in the research area for a long time.
Luke knew the least about this "doctor" and the research area.
It was impossible for the Mountain Cleaver to follow the White Spirit or the baroness into the research area.
Cobra's technological level wasn't bad. Metal detection and X-ray detection were just the basics.
He didn't want to alert the enemy, so he only had the Mountain Cleaving Monster check out the places that weren't heavily monitored. There were many places that he hadn't been to before.
Doctor, the second-in-command of the base, naturally did not appear in front of the drones.
Of course, that was only in the past.
The drones couldn't handle it, but the clones could.
There weren't many women in the base, but there were more than twenty of them in each position, and three of them could enter the research area.
As long as there was enough time, the Doctor and everything else in the base would be open for Luke to take.
Natasha? That wasn't important.
She wasn't the real Dr. Binoche, and didn't have to play the game of 'Rather Than Surrender'.
In Space 2, Luke was also trying to get as much personal information from Dr. Binoche as he could.
This wasn't kidnapping for ransom. He wouldn't ask about the technical details, but only the general idea.
When the time came, he would get Natasha to spill the beans bit by bit to attract the Doctor's attention and stall for time.
Thinking that, he followed the baroness to the alloy door at the outermost layer of the research area.
He took an elevator and descended more than 50 meters. After the door opened, he found himself in a straight corridor. At the end of the corridor was another alloy door.
In front of the door, Luke and the baroness stood in a bright red circle on the ground, which was probably an abstract cobra head.
Two rays of blue light shot out from hidden holes on both sides and scanned the duo from head to toe. "Identity confirmed: White Spirit. Identity confirmed: Baroness. "
The alloy door slid open silently to reveal a spacious room.
Luke could tell at a glance that this wasn't a lab, but more like a control room or a data center.
If he wasn't too unlucky, he should be able to get a lot of information on this Arctic base here.
But he wasn't perturbed at all. He had just said that he would swallow it perfectly, so he had to stick to his original intentions.
Besides, even if he had all the information here, it would only be half of the base's total value at most.
Luke had to admit that he was envious of such a huge, top-secret base that had been operating steadily for more than ten years.
He didn't have the time to repair it himself, and it was definitely worth it to grab a ready-made one.
These thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment before disappearing.
Right now, he was the White Spirit, a poker man who would usually not show any emotions.
Since he had already touched it, he naturally had to be professional in cosplay.
There was no harm in being careful, or it wouldn't be good if the Lu family base lost some flowers and plants.
Less than two minutes later, a door opened on the side of the room, and a strange man walked in.
He had brown hair and was wearing a black leather half-mask that covered his face below his eyes.
There was a silver metal tube at the mouth of the mask that extended into the collar below, and a round black lens protruded from the top of the mask in front of his left eye.
"You're back. Did the mission go smoothly?" the man asked casually.
The baroness said, "Yes. Dr. Binoche is already locked up in the brig. You can interrogate her whenever you need to. "
The masked man waved his hand. "Then that's fine. Is there anything else?"
The baroness hesitated for a moment, but still said, "I have to remind you that it won't be so easy for us to deal with another expert next time."
The masked man turned around and stared at her for a few seconds. "That's not something you need to worry about. You can go now."
The baroness snorted and turned around to leave.
Luke met the masked man's gaze for a second before he turned around and followed her expressionlessly.
Looking at the closed alloy door, the masked man's eyes flashed with mockery. "Women? Hehe. Men? Hiahia！”
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