Outside the stronghold, Selina was dumbfounded at the image on the surveillance screen.
How did Luke make so many grenades?
Martin and Roger, who were standing near the front door, were also confused. What's going on? We haven't even decided on a plan of attack yet!
Actually, on their way here, Roger had been adamantly opposed to Martin attacking the stronghold.
He was an old man, but he wasn't blind.
There were so many criminals in the stronghold. He didn't think that the two of them could handle them.
Roger felt that God had already blessed him to be able to come out of the manor alive.
But Martin still didn't want to give up. How could he let go of his wife and son so easily?
While they were arguing in low voices, there was the sound of explosions as Luke set fire to the weed plantation.
Looking at the magnificent scene of the rain of fire, Roger murmured, "Are the military's drones attacking?"
Lost for words for a moment, Martin dispelled his speculation. "Drones don't have that much ammo. Besides, those are grenades!"
Martin was much more familiar with explosions than Roger. He could tell that it was a grenade the moment he heard it.
But dozens of grenades had been thrown at the same time. Could it be that Mexican special forces were attacking this place as well?
Inside the stronghold, Luke observed the back gate at twelve o 'clock. He chuckled and picked up a grenade. "One from each side. That's only fair."
A moment later, the grenades fell on the back gate like eggs in the dark night sky. Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
80！ 80！ 80！ 80！ Luke continued counting in his heart.
The criminals were in complete chaos.
The front and back gates were heavily guarded by at least a hundred people.
After two rounds of grenades, less than half of the people were lying on the ground, and the rest were panic-stricken.
"Martin and the others are attacking. They chose the seven o 'clock direction. Be careful not to hit them by accident," Selina warned again.
Looking at the stronghold that was already half engulfed in smoke and flames, as well as the fire that was starting to spread in the weed plantation, she had a new understanding of Luke's destructive power.
Selina felt that she had misunderstood because … LAPD detectives didn't need grenades to work a case.
Recalling Luke's monstrous strength and stamina, she felt that the criminals in this stronghold wouldn't end well.
Sure enough, just as she was thinking about that, a series of explosions rang out, and the center of the settlement was once again covered by a rain of grenades.
Luke even picked out two offensive grenades and threw them at the machine gun turret. The seemingly mighty machine gun turret was instantly blown to smithereens.
He had to be careful of this kind of heavy weapon that relied on a large number of hits. He might not die if he took a hit, but he would definitely be seriously injured.
At this moment, apart from the left and right sides, all the other places were filled with wailing.
"Luke, I think Dito might run," Selina suddenly said.
Luke was lost for words. Why didn't Dito have any backbone? Can't you just be tough for once?
He asked casually, "Direction?"
Selina said, "His two cars are coming from the main passage not far from you. Hmm, I don't think your grenades can deal with him. "
Luke: "Huh?"
While communicating with Selina, he stuck his head out to look at the main passage and cursed, "Are you kidding me? Dito really has such a thing? "
Selina said, "Yes. There are two machine guns on an armored truck at the beginning. Dito is in the modified Hummer at the back. It also has a machine gun turret. You can see it, right? Don't be stupid. "
Luke almost wanted to cover his head. "I can see it. Dito really has a few" geniuses "in modification! How can he be a drug dealer with this level of modification skills? Wouldn't it be more profitable to open a garage? "
On the main road, ahead of them was a large indigenous armored truck.
The truck was entirely covered in steel plates, and only the driver's seat had a small observation window.
The cargo box at the back had been modified into two machine gun turrets, which were also covered in steel shields to protect the machine gunners.
The Hummer that followed had also been fitted with steel plates to protect the machine gunners.
At first glance, it looked like a regular US military unit.
As Luke observed them, two RPG launchers appeared in his hands.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two snakes of fire shot out. One hit the observation window on the driver's seat of the armored truck, and the other hit the tires.
With two rumbles, the armored truck immediately stopped.
Luke dashed into another house and took out two more rockets. He inserted them into the launchers, twisted them around, and loaded them.
He quickly bypassed a few houses and crawled out from behind the two armored trucks, mumbling, "Double the RPGs, double the fun!"
Swoosh!
A rocket was fired at the machine gun turret on the armored truck.
Boom!
The machine gun turret on the armored truck burst into flames and turned into a burning hole.
Swoosh!
A rocket was fired at the tires of the armored Hummer.
Boom!
The armored Hummer bounced sideways before crashing back to the ground, but one of the rear tires had already flown off and crashed into a nearby building.
Luke had already retreated again and quickly slipped away.
Kill Dito? That wasn't important.
The guy had earned two to three hundred experience and credit points at most. It wasn't a big deal for Martin to take revenge with his own hands.
There were plenty of criminals around, and it wouldn't be a problem to earn twenty experience and credit points each. He could earn more by moving a little. He didn't mind giving Martin a little help.
Since he had killed his nemesis with his own hands, he should be willing to take the blame!
In his ear, Selina gave Martin and Selina hints every now and then.
She had already seen Luke flip over the two armored trucks on the surveillance screen.
She had once again raised her evaluation of Luke's destructive power. Thankfully, LAPD detectives didn't need to carry RPGs to work, or Luke would probably blow up Los Angeles as well.
Thanks to Selina's reminders, Luke avoided the direction in which Martin and Selina had come in and wandered through the dark corners of the houses.
Every now and then, he would throw out a grenade, which accurately landed in the middle of a group of criminals that had gathered together.
Not far away, a criminal leader was standing heroically on a pickup with a machine gun. He was shouting and gesturing as he commanded the stragglers around him to close in.
Very soon, this warrior had gathered a team of more than ten people.
"Now, listen up. Stop those guys who are running around and have them gather up. Search the place piece by piece …"
Swoosh!
A black object fell from the sky and landed in the back of the pickup under his feet, making a clanking sound.
The criminals around him were silent for a moment, before a shrill cry rang out. "Grenade!"
The crowd dispersed in an uproar.
Boom!
The warrior leader was sent flying out of the back of the pickup and hit the ground not far away. He rolled twice before he stopped moving.
At the same time, a black grenade exploded in the air above the criminals who were just starting to disperse.
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