"The targeted has been spotted.

Requesting for Backup at Camp 3.

I repeat, the target has been spotted.

Requesting for Backup at Camp 3."

"Ground team MB3 calling Air Force PC-3B.

Target spotted running towards 7 O'clock alongside several others.

Target is wearing black pants, with a green scarf around his waist, and a grey very light long sleeve shirt."

"Got it MB3."

"Target found!"

"Target found!"

The moment the message was transmitted, everyone now knew that their target was located within the 3rd pirate base on the island.

So with immediate effect, more marines and soldiers were sent to mobilize the target.

As for Mitchen, he was still frantically chasing the target.

He activated his inner athlete mode and ran like a terminator from the future.

"Don't you dare think that you can escape from me!"

(*0^0)

Marlo turned around only to see the big guy dashing towards them in full beast mode.

Who the hell was this?

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Bang Bang Bang

"Ugh!

My ass!!"

Several people surrounding Marlo dropped to the floor in all sorts of funny ways.

The most pitiful guy was the one who was shit in his ass.

The force propelled him forward, causing him to fly and land on his belly.

Instantly, sweat began to form all around his body, as his immune system struggled to cope with the ass-shot wound.

Bam!

He screamed out in unbearable pain from his butt.

If he ever survived this, how could he ever hold his head up high again?

The shame was just too much!

He couldn't help silently cursing the perverted sorcerer who attacked him.

'Bro, upon all parts of my body, why did you have to go for my right butt cheek?

Don't you know that you've made me lose face now?

Scratch that, how was he supposed to sit after this?'

He looked at the wounds of others and compared them with himself.

Others had wounds on their arms or legs, but Mr. Pervert over there decided to magically target his ass instead.

Dammit!

Why was he so unfortunate?

He felt violated.

(:'T^T':)

He wanted to know why!

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Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang.

'Bam!'

Marlo and his men watched people mysteriously fall in agony and were utterly taken aback by the means of these sorcerers.

But were they going to give up?

Not a chance!

If anything, their desire to stay alive and report this matter to the organization was stronger than ever.

Right now, they were just 2 buildings away from the forest.

But the thing was, each building was separated by wide open fields.

So the distance was really great.

Marlo gritted his teeth in determination: "Everyone, Split Up and regroup at the hideout!"

"Yes, my lord!"

With that, they ran in completely different directions.

And the moment they did so, the escaping pirates also confusedly followed whoever was in front of them.

The entire group that seemed to be running in one direction, became chaotic with people running in Zigzag manners.

Some even turned around in sheer confusion as they thought that the group broke up because of some fearful enemy coming from the front.

Again, this caused even more prisoners who were fleeing from different locations to join the chaos as well.

So now, the Baymardians and pirates were all blended up in one big panicky crowd.

And for these panicky pirates who wanted nothing more than to survive, when they accidentally ran into the Baymardians, of course their first instinct was to fight.

So amidst their anxious running, they also drew blades and began attaching fiercely, which in turn slowed down the soldiers and Marines.

Mitchen looked at them and smirked.

How clever!

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Bang Bang.

Captain Hanbo was busy fighting his way through the Chaos alongside Mitchen.

'Swish!'

He swiftly ducked one of the pirate's attacks and shot the person's arm before focusing on the next one.

"Sir!

I think the enemy might've realized that we won't kill any of the pirates or themselves.

At least, they might think that we need them alive to extract information before killing them in the end.

So they came out with this ploy to keep us fighting while they flee."

"Hmmm...

He's clever." Mitchen replied while taking care of 2 other pirates.

Bang Bang.

Mitchen squinted his eyes at Marlo's figure way ahead.

He had to say, he was pretty impressed by how this guy was able to think fast amidst all this.

Right now, they couldn't make far away shots because the entire place is chaotic and they might accidentally shoot someone dead instead... Wire, they might accidentally kill the target.

What if someone pushed him or bumps into him, causing him to take a kill shot meant for another?

At the start of their mission, they did kill some of the pirates for absolute silence.

But when their cover was blown and tge place became rowdy, they switched to injuring the pirates instead.

So they couldn't make any long-range shots, only close to shots.

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Again, Mitchen knew that those surrounding the base might already have their hands full.

Why?

Well for starters, this pirate base alone seemed to have at least 15,000 in it.

And those surrounding the base hidden on trees are roughly around 400.

So undoubtedly, they will have their hands full trying to stop people from fleeing, even if they were snipping non-stop.

Because once they focused on one target, another would have already run ahead.

It was the same as asking a sniper to shoot everyone in a massive crowd during a holiday.

Undoubtedly, the snipper when the snipper would miss some people because everyone was running zig zag and haphazardly.

So Mitchen knew that he had to personally chase the Target, lest they lost him.

If the target stepped into the forest, the air force might only be able to soot some of his movements if he didn't hide through the trees.

Yes!

They had night vision goggles.

But those also spotted trees and whatnot.

So just like training, anyone could stealth move through the forest, avoiding any open areas that brought in direct sun or moonlight.

Of course if they just ran carelessly, then the air force would be able to spot them.

Anyway, Mitchen didn't want them to reach the forest at all.

Because if maybe 100 of them ran there, how was he supposed to know ego was who?

His heat vision goggles would show him heat energy images, and if all 100 ran in different directions after entering the forest, then who should he chase if all he saw were reddish body images?

No matter how he looked at it, he had to stop or at least follow Marlo closely.

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Bang Bang Bang.

"Hanbo! Liah! Mingeh!

You 3 follow me.

The rest of you, cover us and clear the path.

We're going after him!"

"Yes sir!"