As the injection operation progressed, Luke did not forget to take one or two smoke bombs from the opponent, pulled out the safety and threw them in all directions.
The panicked group of fighters began to retreat and found that smoke was everywhere around them.
Although they wore gas masks to avoid tears, their vision was still severely affected.
"Retreat and stay alert." The bald commander sitting in the helicopter reacted quickly.
But as soon as he gave the order, Luke knocked down four or five fighters.
The remaining twenty people followed the order, retreated and moved closer together, and finally left the area completely covered by smoke. Smoke bombs flew towards the gathered team like precision-guided missiles, and they were covered in smoke again.
There was the sound of anesthetic guns puffing in the smoke, and the calls of his men could no longer be heard in the earphones.
The bald commander sitting in the helicopter looked at the clouds of smoke below and gritted his teeth and ordered: "Let's go to the north dock."
The driver hesitated: "The people below..."
The bald commander said: "They should have been hit by tranquilizer bullets. The attackers didn't intend to kill them. We'll take them away later. Let's go to the dock first and see if Team B can capture the two targets."
The pilot just asked subconsciously, not daring to disobey the order, and immediately turned the helicopter to the north.
Luke moved his ears, and with the help of primary sound waves and keen hearing, he roughly 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 combatants on the field.
Without storage space, he could only learn from the barbarians in order to defeat them.
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Carol and Lorna ran wildly with their heads down, like hunted animals, nervously running towards the dock, unaware that a second trap was waiting for them ahead.
When the two women saw the dock more than a hundred meters away, feeling excited and slightly relaxed, the trap was activated.
At this time, they just entered an open flat area near the dock, and more than a dozen people suddenly stood up on the ground around them.
They were like groundhogs hiding in a hole. They instantly lifted the camouflage on their heads and stood up. With the sound of puffs, anesthetic bullets flew from all directions.
Carol, who was running in front, reacted quickly, exerted force on her feet, and barely avoided 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 her body go numb and her vision blurry.
Luna, who came a little later, was completely unprepared. Just as she was about to jump up, she was hit by five anesthetic bullets and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Cease fire!" A voice shouted, "Medic, go up and give first aid to target number one. She has an excessive amount of anesthetic, which will affect future experiments."
Carol supported herself on the ground with her hands and raised her head with difficulty.
Her primary self-healing ability was quite effective against anesthetics, but three consecutive shots also caused her to 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 that chance.
The other party knew the two women's information very well. Two of them came up and held her down when she tried to struggle, and put restraints on her hands and feet.
Although her strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, it is completely useless when facing this kind of restraint device specially designed for people with enhanced bodies.
"Sir, Team B successfully captured targets number one and number two." The man who shouted just now began to contact the bald commander.
Carol was devastated.
By the time the dozens of combatants behind arrive, the already slim chance of escape will become zero.
What should I do? What should I do? Her mind was in a mess, looking for possible opportunities: Wait, Luke! Luke hasn't come tonight, he will come to save us.
Immediately, another thought came to my mind: Luke didn't show up, but the Sentinel Special Service came. Could it be him... No, no. He won't betray me!
Carol didn't believe, either intellectually or emotionally, that Luke would betray her.
But, the Secret Service's appearance tonight was such a coincidence.
It was about seven fifty now, just a little before the eight o'clock that Luke had agreed to meet with them.
The Sentinel Special Service surrounded and ambushed them, it seemed like this was a long-planned plan, they were just waiting for them to fall into their trap.
Anesthetics, desperate situations, and various doubts made Carol unable to control her thoughts.
Two minutes later, two helicopters landed not far away.
The bald commander came down from above and quickly checked the two women. After confirming that they were the targets of this operation, he waved his hand and said, "Put them up there. I'll take them away right away."
As he spoke, he walked towards the helicopter: "There are still their accomplices behind them. The number is unknown, but they are very good at special operations. You have to be careful..."
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The slight sound of breaking wind suddenly gave the bald commander, who was speaking, a bad feeling.
He glanced over and saw a few familiar small round cans flying into the open space illuminated by the surrounding lights.
Bang bang bang bang!
It’s still the familiar recipe and the familiar taste.
The bald commander's eyes, which were covered with strong light goggles, were not blinded, but he could not help but burst into tears: Fakko! You are still coming
Flash grenades and smoke bombs, half each, fell in a series, covering more than a dozen combatants.
It's over! The bald commander was even more desperate than Carol next to him.
There were more than thirty people there before, but in less than ten seconds, there was no movement.
There are only more than ten people here, what hope is there
Even more unfortunate was that in order to save time, he landed the helicopter to transport people.
Who knew that the opponent's speed was not much slower than the helicopter, and it was right behind him.
Fortunately, Luke was very considerate. After taking care of the dozen or so team members, he also gave him a anesthetic bullet.
The bald commander's eyes became blurry and he slowly fell to the ground.
Luke walked out of the smoke, picked up the bald commander, examined him for a moment, and then threw him onto the helicopter.
Then he walked over to Carol, checked the restraints on her for a moment, picked her up, and took along Lorna who was lying beside her.
Luna was hit by too many anesthetic bullets, but she had just been injected with medicine by these people, so she was not in any danger, but was still in a coma.
Luke took out the fake cell phone and connected it to the special restraint device. He then dragged the bald commander's hand over and tried each one with his fingerprints.
The two green indicator lights on the restraints lit up at the same time, and with a slight click, Carol's limbs were freed from them.
Luke pulled it off Carol and threw it out of the helicopter, then took off his own and the bald commander's equipment and threw them on the ground.
Then he took photos of the faces of more than a dozen combat team members present, then walked to the driver's seat, threw the unconscious pilot with his head tilted out, started the helicopter, and took off quickly.
On the wasteland next to the dock, there were only a bunch of combatants lying there in a mess, which looked like a crime scene.
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