Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 507
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Chapter 507 Who’s Robbing Who?
Looking at how they were lying in wait in strategic locations throughout the forest, this was probably a standard military troop.
Thoughts flew through Luke’s head.
Were these guys, who looked like typical American soldiers, here to mount a rescue or to deal with the military camp on the other side?
Suddenly, he heard a muffled scream through his earpiece; it sounded like a woman.
He frowned.
That scream had come from the wooden building and had been captured by the drone which he had hurriedly landed on the roof earlier.
Looking at the small squad who seemed a little restless, Luke immediately decided to take action.
Whatever the squad was here for, once they started moving, they would hinder his rescue operation.
If they charged into this small stronghold, and rescued Lisa Feng in passing, Luke wouldn’t be able to help Dustin return the favor. Also, if the thugs in the neighboring military camp were alerted, an intense battle might break out, and it would be troublesome if Lisa Feng got hurt.
Thus, Luke decided to take action.
He put on a mask, the special bulletproof helmet he made, and the double-layered bulletproof vest too.
With this equipment on, he could ensure his own safety even if that squad was hostile.
After he was done with preparations, he quickly got out of the car and headed stealthily for the stronghold. Not far away, two of the soldiers were communicating in extremely low voices. “Captain, should we take action?”
The other person was silent for a moment before he said. “Understood. Prepare to move. Whip is on the way and will arrive in fifteen minutes. Big Crow is also in the air. Sergeant, maintain contact with the stronghold….”
Suddenly, a soldier exclaimed in a low voice, “Captain, unidentified intruder spotted.”
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As the sniper, he was observing the guards in the stronghold, when he noticed something unusual.
Both soldiers were stunned for a moment. Then, they followed the direction pointed out by the sniper, and saw a person sneaking into the stronghold.
“He’s not with us,” the captain immediately confirmed. “His equipment isn’t right. Also, he’s… unarmed?”
Looking at the person through his night vision gear, the sergeant frowned. “That’s right. Judging from his equipment, he’s not one of Christophe’s men.”
“Captain, he’s already infiltrated the target camp and is approaching the building. What do I do?” asked the sniper.
The captain said without hesitation, “Get ready to step in at any moment.”
The sergeant sighed. “This guy’s really good. He actually entered the building without sounding the alarm. Where’s he from? Is he one of ours?”
The captain was also observing the situation with night vision. He said, “Maybe not. His operation style isn’t quite the same, but he definitely had training.”
The sniper reported, “He’s out. He’s carrying a woman. It’s likely she’s wounded.”
The captain hesitated for a moment, before he said in a low voice, “Prepare to engage. If he’s discovered, open fire and help him intercept his pursuers.”
At that moment, with the woman he just rescued on his back, Luke sighed with relief. He had found the right place.
After entering the building, he tracked the scent of blood and found a bearded fatty who was torturing a woman with a drill.
Without any hesitation, he had stepped forward and grabbed the fatty by the neck, and took a look at the woman’s face in passing.
Though her face was half-swollen, Luke was able to confirm her identity with that one glance.
Her scent was exactly as he had confirmed in Los Angeles. He had detected it in Rocinha as well.
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Confirming her identity, Luke grabbed the electric drill that was in the fatty’s hand, shoved it into the man’s mouth, and turned it
on.
Stepping on the dead fatty, he explained to Lisa Feng that he had been sent by the DEA as he quickly freed her impaled hands from the table.
Christophe was a classic drug dealer who interrogated his enemies brutally.
Lisa Feng’s hands were basically ruined. She could barely hold a fork anymore.
But it was better to get out of here alive than to be tortured to death.
Sighing for her, he simply wrapped her hands in bandages and tied her to his back with a belt.
Then, picking up a pistol from the dead fatty on the floor, he snuck out of the building and glanced in the direction of the squad of soldiers who were looking at him.
Luke didn’t stop as he headed straight for the back gate.
Excuse me, but you’re not going to steal the credit for this, Luke murmured to himself as he passed the building.
“He’s going to make it,” said the sniper in a low voice.
Everyone else held their breaths as well.
Luke had already reached the edge of the building and was no more than ten meters from the back gate.
In no rush at all, he walked softly through the fallen branches and leaves.
Suddenly, a door opened on one side behind him, and a man stood there, yawning.
“Enemy at the back gate,” said the sniper quickly.
“Shoot him.” The captain gave a simple instruction.
He had been observing Luke’s surroundings too.
This thug suddenly appeared behind Luke and would soon notice Luke, who was moving forward.
The sniper almost instantaneously pulled the trigger.
After a very soft gunshot, the thug… gave a loud scream. “Damn it!” The captain cursed. Unlucky! Luke secretly sighed to himself. If the American soldiers had been slower, he would’ve pretended to inadvertently turn around, then knock out the thug, who had come out to take a piss, with his gun.
But that was Murphy’s law.
Almost the moment the sniper pulled the trigger, the thug had yawned hugely, and naturally tilted his head back.
As a result, the bullet aimed at his head just brushed past it, leaving a line of blood on the thug’s forehead. The thug immediately yelled at the pain.
Without looking back, Luke shot the screaming thug.
It was pointless to hide any longer, but he wasn’t actually scared of the thugs in this stronghold.
He reached the back gate in a few steps, just as a thug came running over with a gun.
Before he could do more than move his lips the moment he saw Luke, his head blew up. Luke was lost for words. You’re stealing my experience and credit points!
That was the sniper’s doing.
But the sniper was clearly helping him, so what could he say?
Speeding up, Luke quickly slipped out of the stronghold.
He kept his speed within normal range in case the soldiers noticed anything abnormal, and soon vanished into the forest.
The thugs were already shouting in the stronghold behind him, and some had already come running out.
Gunfire suddenly rang out as the squad of soldiers engaged the thugs.
Luke muttered to himself, Aren’t you running?
The captain, however, swiftly gave an order. “Buy that guy a few minutes. Don’t let them surround him.”
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