The commander knew the meaning very well.
He only had this one chance. If he didn't take advantage of it to capture or kill the Night Demon in one fell swoop, their team would be doomed to die if they returned.
It is impossible for the elders to give them several months to wait for the Night Demon to appear again.
When Luke was fighting a guerrilla war with the bandits, the commander was in command, but he was uneasy in his heart.
As long as Luke could get away, or delay until the police mobilized in force, the commander could go back and wait to die.
It wasn't until Luke finally stepped into the collection hall, a third type of preset location, that he felt almost relieved.
Although this location was not suitable for an ambush, let alone an ambush on the Night Demon, he had no choice.
Many times, people make seemingly stupid decisions, not necessarily because they are stupid, but simply because they are not the ones making the decisions.
The commander, as a chess piece, is just trying to find a possible way out of the elders' wrong decision.
So even though he knew that the mysterious shooter was definitely not Richard and Jeff, he still told the Judge that they were his teammates, just for that one chance to kill the Night Devil.
Now, three Inquisitors who were a hundred times more important than him were dead, and the Commander was still alive.
If he didn't want his family to die with him, he had to at least bring back the Night Demon's body.
As for the stupid idea of capturing the Night Demon, let’s leave it to the elders themselves!
After giving that order, he scanned the surveillance screen inside the car and suddenly found a familiar figure approaching him rapidly.
The commander smiled bitterly, raised his hand to open the protective cover of the green button in the small box, and put his hand on it.
At the same time, he bit hard with his teeth and broke a denture in his mouth.
The commander didn't know that all his actions were seen by Luke.
Although the teeth-gritting action is not very clear in the video, the posture of placing it on the green button is too obvious.
Luke leaped up, bent his right leg, lifted his trouser leg with his right hand, pulled out an antique Browning 1906 from the outside of his right calf, and fired four shots in rapid succession.
The commander sitting in the back of the command vehicle watched him shoot without much thought in his mind.
There were a dozen of his men around him, but they were all in groups of two, forming a sniper team on the rooftop.
Perhaps Night Stalker opened fire to deal with these sniper teams.
But the next moment, a bullet hole appeared on the rear door glass on his side.
The four bullets Luke fired from dozens of meters away hit the same spot on the bulletproof glass.
After adding primary penetration to the second bullet, the third and fourth bullets hit the side of the commander's head directly.
This commander, who had been worrying and contemplating for several days, was finally shot in the head unexpectedly.
All the worries and sorrows were blown away by the wind and would no longer linger in his heart.
At the moment when the commander tilted his head and fell to the ground, Luke's body was still sliding forward in the air.
The two surprised bandits in the car turned their heads and then nervously checked the commander's condition. Luke fired the Browning 1906 again.
Snap! Snap!
Of the two gangsters who had just leaned out, one was shot in the back of the head, and the other's eye socket exploded, and they fell backwards and toppled into the car.
Luke casually put the small Browning 1906 back into the holster at his calf, knelt on one knee in a classic posture, and stood up slowly.
At the same time, his keen sense of smell kicked in and he quickly figured out some things.
The commander's mouth emanated a smell of bitter almonds, his face was cyanotic, and he was drooling a little, obviously having taken some kind of cyanide.
What a pity!
Luke sighed.
This commander was a very good intelligence provider. Luke originally wanted to capture this leader and interrogate him about the origins of the three vampires and the mastermind behind the attack.
Although he had a rough idea in his mind, having detailed intelligence would save time and help him quickly locate the target.
With his mind racing, Luke pulled out the Glock and spare magazine from his waist and quickly replaced them.
At the same time, his feet had turned, he turned around and sprinted a few steps quickly, jumped high on the railing, turned his body and raised his hand, and fired two shots from the Glock.
Two bullets penetrated through the hole in the command vehicle's glass and hit the green button that opened the protective cover at an angle.
Boom!
A series of explosions sounded.
Luke looked at the command vehicle that exploded on the spot and soared into the sky, and then looked at the more than ten bandit kill prompts that popped up in the system one after another, and knew that he was not wrong.
When the commander activated the red button, a small LCD screen above the red button displayed eighty-nine, and the LCD screen on the green button displayed seventeen.
After the commander died, the number on the green button changed to sixteen.
The two numbers exactly correspond to the number of gangsters who died and survived in this operation.
The red button is to detonate the explosives on the dead gangsters.
These explosives were small black round blocks worn by the criminals. They were not among the explosives Luke was familiar with, and they were well sealed, so he had not noticed them before.
Now that it has exploded, the power is truly astonishing.
The function of the green button is simpler, which is to detonate every explosive carried by the gangsters, including the largest one in the command vehicle.
Obviously, this is a means to silence and finish off the case.
Luke triggered the green button with two shots, killing the remaining dozen or so gangsters, so all the experience points were counted to him.
Fortunately, there were not many people in this area at night, and the remaining bandits were basically a sniper team on the rooftop, so they did not cause much damage to the environment.
He did not delay, turned around and ran towards the collection hall.
Walking around to the back of the collection hall, I saw two figures, one chasing and one fleeing.
The one trailing behind, holding a samurai sword, chasing and slashing at people is of course the Daywalker.
And the one in front, fighting and retreating, running away faster and faster, was Bullseye.
However, the Sunwalker had been stabbed with four or five small flying knives, but his eyes were bloodshot and he ignored them completely. The light of the samurai sword in his hand was like silver mercury.
Bullseye tore off the hood that he had snatched from the bandit sniper. There were traces of smoke and fire on his body, and he coughed from time to time.
Apparently, after the explosion in the collection hall just now, he couldn't escape as fast as Luke and the others.
He was a moment late and was blown out as soon as he approached the window. Now he felt like vomiting blood.
Tonight, the Commander and Bullseye were using each other.
But the commander knew that Bullseye was a fake subordinate, but he pretended not to know, and even tricked Bullseye until his death, which can be considered a better move.
After being blown up, Bullseye's somewhat crazy mood disappeared for the most part.
He suddenly realized that if he didn't run now, he would be unable to escape, because the big black guy who was almost killed by the flying knives was already rushing towards him with a knife in his hand, as if he was going to cut him into pieces.
The three of them formed a line and started running westward.
Luke frowned suddenly. The medium-sized drone sent a reminder that four helicopters were flying from the southeast.
They had a clear target and seemed to know where the three people were. They quickly flew a few hundred meters and then the Vulcan cannons on their noses opened fire.
The eerie sound of Vulcan cannon firing could be heard from the air, and four intersecting lines of fire, in groups of two, landed quite accurately on the path of Daywalker and Luke.
Luke and Daywalker both reacted quickly, each running into a nearby building to avoid the attack.