The little turtles were also desperate.
I just got the armor a few days ago and felt that I could fight against the Big Foot Gang. However, the first time I put on the armor to fight, the teacher was captured by someone from behind.
This is a real blow to the head.
Luke knocked the four little guys on the head and said, "Okay, your teacher was captured because... you didn't have enough control over the combat environment."
Considering the dignity of a certain rat as a teacher, he hesitated and finally did not get to the point.
When he rushed over, he asked about the circumstances of Splinter's capture, and was very sure that this farce of "losing the master" was mainly the fault of the Rat Demon himself.
Why are the four little turtles okay? Because they put on their armor right away.
The tranquilizer guns and electric shock devices brought by the fighters who attacked the four of them were basically ineffective.
Although Splinter was the first to be besieged by monsters, his skills are actually stronger than those of the four little turtles.
But this rat demon actually acted like a teacher and did not choose to put on armor with his disciples at the first time.
As a result, the monsters suddenly attacked and trapped it with their numbers.
The combatants didn't have to worry about accidentally hurting the monster. Dozens of anesthetic bullets were fired at them. Splinter was hit by several of them. His strength was greatly reduced and he was unable to dodge. He was quickly captured alive.
To be honest, Luke was speechless as he reconstructed the entire process.
Batman always puts on a full set of armor before he goes to brush up his reputation, but Splinter, in order to establish the image of a "great father" for the little turtle, just puts on the full set first, and then... nothing happens.
The five sets of armor provided by Luke are said to be old-fashioned, but the overall technological improvement naturally also improves the performance of these old products.
The battery capacity and energy transmission efficiency of the armor alone are much higher than those of the first-generation Bat Armor.
The little turtles put them on and fought for more than ten minutes without any problems.
Once Splinter puts on the armor, he has at least half an hour to use the armor's power to completely crush those Clenbuterols.
This rat demon is also a master of both swordsmanship and physical skills, with extremely precise control over his body and strength.
After putting on the armor, it can easily cut those dozens of clenbuterol into raw materials for skewers by itself.
Now, Luke looked at the four aggrieved little turtles in front of him and inexplicably wanted to laugh: What is going on
He tapped their round heads again as encouragement, then operated on the virtual light screen and projected a map of New York in front of him.
"Remember what your teacher taught you. Don't be arrogant when you win, and don't be discouraged when you lose." Luke said, raising his hand and tapping a moving red dot on the map: "When fighting, don't expect the enemy to be too stupid, but occasionally someone will make a stupid mistake, so you have to seize the opportunity."
Donnie looked at the other four red dots gathered together, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Is this the flying squirrel armor of the teacher?"
Luke: "... Actually, you can just call it by its original name, "Gray Bat."
He clicked on the map a few times and said, "See? The place they went to is not where the Big Foot Gang is. There should be a warehouse of Sachs Industries nearby."
Turning to look at the four little turtles, he chuckled, "Now, do you know what you are going to do?"
Mickey jumped up and said, "I'll catch up with them and kick their big white dolphin legs hard with my big feet!"
Turtles: …
Luke: …
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Twenty minutes later, Donnie's cautious voice rang out in the teammate communication system: "Well, are we just going to watch the teacher being tied up there?"
"The other party has no intention of taking action. And since they chose to capture your teacher alive, they must have a purpose." Luke took the opportunity to teach the little turtles: "While ensuring your teacher's safety, try to find the opponent's weaknesses."
At this point, he paused and said, "If you can kill the other party's big boss, don't hesitate. Even if he is the president of a high-tech company, don't let him go."
Just then, two cars drove in and Eric Sachs got out of the last car.
Then a Japanese woman got out of the car in front. She was Tang Jing, the second in command of the Big Foot Gang.
"You really haven't seen Shredder?" Luke couldn't help but ask the little turtles.
"No." Leo stroked the handle of the double sword in his hand and shook his head to deny: "If the teacher hadn't heard the name of the Big Foot Gang chatting, we wouldn't even know this person existed."
"I'm going to protect your teacher. When the time comes, I'll notify you to take action." Luke pondered for a moment and finally gave up the idea of solving the problem once and for all.
No one from Shredder has ever seen it, so who knows when it will show up.
None of the people present are as big as Shredder.
A bird in the hand is worth a hundred in the bush.
Now at least we have found the two birds, Sachs and Tang Jing, so the trip is not in vain.
When Luke reached over, the conversation between Splinter and Sachs had already begun.
Strictly speaking, these two are old "acquaintances".
It was Sax who brought Splinter from Neon when it was still a little mouse.
When Sachs finally had a disagreement with April's father, Dr. O'Neill, it had already gained intelligence and remembered a lot of things.
A lot of secret information was revealed in the conversation between the man and the mouse.
For example, the biological mutagen developed by Sachs only exists in the bodies of Splinter and the little turtles.
Once he had the physical object, he could try to recreate it.
This possibility is actually not particularly high, but the success rate is much higher than starting from scratch.
Unfortunately, the boss Sachs is not as stupid as he is in movies and TV dramas, and he didn’t say anything else.
For example, when Sprint tried to test the usefulness of those "clenbuterol" monsters, the boss just smiled and didn't answer. He waved his hand to signal the researchers that they could start drawing the blood of the rat spirits.
With a smile on his face, he did not forget to explain to Splinter: "Don't worry, I won't drain you dry. If the mutagen in your body can be produced on its own, then I will keep you well fed and well fed for decades until I can regain control of the mutagen."
Luke, who had already moved to above Splinter's head, couldn't help but curl his lips: He is indeed a big capitalist who is good at making the best use of everything and squeezing out all surplus value.
Splinter's expression also looked very ugly.
No matter how good-tempered you are, you can't stand people treating it like a piece of bacon - you can eat it whenever you want, cut it into as much as you want, and eat it in different ways.
At this moment, Splinter felt a little regretful: if he had put on the armor before, he could at least retreat calmly and not fall into this guy's hands again and become a test subject.
Just as it was thinking this, a small but clear voice sounded beside its ears: "Don't worry. Your disciples are here and will rescue you immediately."
Splinter's expression changed, but no one around him cared.
It is a mouse after all. No matter how humanized its expression is, it is still different from that of a human, and its micro-expressions are even more difficult to discern.
Not far away, President Sachs was instructing the researchers on various precautions, making sure not to mess up this last mutagen.