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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0119_part_02
Chapter 199
chapter 0119 part 2
Although he was in the Federation where firearms were rampant, strictly speaking, he had never even touched a gun.
Lane seemed to see Martin's concerns and said, "Don't worry, it's just patrolling the internal water and electrical lines and fire hazards. Armed duty won't be needed for you!"
"Water and electrical lines, I understand that. My electricity at home is stolen from the street lamp power distribution box above. And water, I have a neighbor who not only repairs water and electrical lines but also repairs used cars..."
Martin excitedly rambled to Lane, expressing his willingness.
In the quiet sewer, besides the squeaking of black rats and the splashing sound of footsteps, Martin's voice faintly echoed in the sewer.
"Someone's coming!"
Selene, who had been silent, flipped her trench coat and drew two black handguns from her lower back.
Modified Beretta F92S. She knocked the two handguns together, click-clack, chambering a round.
The twenty-odd Spade Soldier also reacted quickly. They quickly took cover at the corner of the sewer, raised their guns, and aimed forward...
Frank made a gesture, and a Spade Soldier took a military drone from his tactical backpack.
After simple manipulation, the drone ascended, flying along the top of the sewer with a barely audible buzzing sound.
Many Soldier clicked the button on the left side of their night vision goggles, entering the drone's perspective.
Lane took a pair of night vision goggles from a Soldier behind him and put them on.
"Those Black Wolves have been getting more and more rampant lately. We have to take a big detour just to get takeout now!"
In the darkness, two figures walked in the sewer.
The Military Drone hovered at the top of the sewer. In the drone's night vision mode, Lane clearly saw that these two "people" were actually two Human Form Mutant Turtles.
Under the drone's high-definition camera, the eye masks on the turtles' faces and the pizza boxes in their hands were clearly visible.
Talking Turtles?
Frank also clearly saw this scene through the drone and looked at Lane, somewhat stunned.
"How should we deal with them?"
Frank made a tactical hand signal towards Lane.
"Capture them first!"
Lane turned off the drone's view sharing mode on his head.
Frank nodded and directly issued combat orders to the Diamonds Squad under his command via communicator.
……………
"There's no method, those werewolves are too strong, and they breed like rats, litter after litter. Hmm, this pizza place is good, they put enough durian..."
"Hey, Mickey, be careful, don't eat Leonardo's and Tailuo's too!"
The turtle man wearing a red eye mask and carrying Sai on his back held takeout boxes in both hands and shouted impatiently at the other turtle man wearing an orange-red eye mask.
"Hmm, don't worry, I definitely won't touch theirs, but if Master Splinter catches us, it's better if I eat them!"
The turtle man wearing an orange-red eye mask and carrying Nunchucks at his waist swallowed the last piece of pizza and wiped his mouth.
"Master Splinter means we might have to move out of this district recently, maybe even out of New York..."
"Why? We've lived here for so long. Just because of these werewolves, we have to leave our home!"
The turtle man with the red eye mask said hatefully, "Mickey, since we know their base camp, why don't we go there and drive them away!"
"Just the four of us against hundreds of werewolves!?" The turtle man with the orange-red eye mask, Raphael, shook his head repeatedly, "Let alone the four of us, even with Master, it would be tough!"
"Coward!" The turtle man with the red eye mask couldn't help but mock the turtle man with the orange-red eye mask.
"Raphael, that's a Human Form Attack!"
"No, that's a Turtle Form Attack..."
"Take this kick..."
The two turtles played around and soon reached the corner of the sewer.
Just as the turtle man wearing the orange-red eye mask turned the corner, "Whoosh whoosh..."
A dense volley of tranquilizer darts shot directly at him.
"Raphael, be careful!"
The turtle man wearing the orange-red eye mask suddenly turned around, pushed the turtle man wearing the red eye mask behind him, and took the tranquilizer darts directly on his turtle shell.
"Hey, you hit my rear!"
The powerful tranquilizer darts caused the turtle man wearing the orange-red eye mask to feel a wave of dizziness.
Relying on his hard turtle shell, he blocked most of the tranquilizer darts, but a few still hit his legs and rear.
These powerful tranquilizers, specially prepared for werewolves, were unbearable even for non-Human Form beings like the turtle men.
"Mickey!"
The turtle man wearing the red eye mask reached out and pulled his unconscious brother behind him, took the Sai from his back, held them in his hands, and watched warily ahead.
"I heard you say you know where that group of werewolves' base camp is?"
Tap tap tap...
The sound of leather shoes stepping on water echoed, and a man in a tuxedo appeared before Raphael.
"Who are you? Why did you attack us!"
Raphael gripped his Sai warily and demanded.
"I'm looking for that group of werewolves. I'd like to ask you to lead the way!"
Tap tap tap tap tap...
Intensive footsteps sounded, and a group of Fully Armed Human Soldier appeared behind Lane, aiming their guns at Raphael.
"Never!"
Among the four Mutant Turtle Brothers, Raphael was the most impatient.
If Mickey had not been unconscious, or if the other two turtles were here, they might have feigned compliance with Lane.
But Raphael didn't care about any of that. Facing a line of gun barrels pointed directly at him, he shook his Sai and quickly lunged, stabbing towards Lane's chest.
Lane waved his hand, stopping the Soldier who wanted to shoot. He held the rapier in his left hand and the hilt in his right, drawing the sword from its sheath.
With two Sai in hand, Raphael quickly attacked.
The sharp tips of the Sai were close to Lane's chest in the blink of an eye...
Ching! A silver light flashed in the dark sewer.
Raphael only felt a pain in his wrist. With a clang, his right hand hurt, and the fork in his hand fell directly to the ground.
"The next sword, I'll stab your left wrist!"
Hearing Lane's words, Raphael was a little unconvinced. He swung his left hand, and the steel fork in his hand changed rapidly according to the Ninja Techniques taught by his Master.
"Clang!"
"You can try again, but next time it will be your heart!"
Lane straightened his arm, the silver-white rapier pointing directly at the turtle man before him.
Raphael endured the pain in his wrist, looked at the steel fork at his feet, and then looked back at his unconscious brother.
"I'll take you, but you have to let my brother go!"
"You have no choice, but if you take us to the werewolves' base camp, I will let you go!"
Lane took a white handkerchief from his jacket pocket and wiped the rapier.
"Bandage him up. Two men, carry his brother!"
(end of chapter )
Although he was in the Federation where firearms were rampant, strictly speaking, he had never even touched a gun.
Lane seemed to see Martin's concerns and said, "Don't worry, it's just patrolling the internal water and electrical lines and fire hazards. Armed duty won't be needed for you!"
"Water and electrical lines, I understand that. My electricity at home is stolen from the street lamp power distribution box above. And water, I have a neighbor who not only repairs water and electrical lines but also repairs used cars..."
Martin excitedly rambled to Lane, expressing his willingness.
In the quiet sewer, besides the squeaking of black rats and the splashing sound of footsteps, Martin's voice faintly echoed in the sewer.
"Someone's coming!"
Selene, who had been silent, flipped her trench coat and drew two black handguns from her lower back.
Modified Beretta F92S. She knocked the two handguns together, click-clack, chambering a round.
The twenty-odd Spade Soldier also reacted quickly. They quickly took cover at the corner of the sewer, raised their guns, and aimed forward...
Frank made a gesture, and a Spade Soldier took a military drone from his tactical backpack.
After simple manipulation, the drone ascended, flying along the top of the sewer with a barely audible buzzing sound.
Many Soldier clicked the button on the left side of their night vision goggles, entering the drone's perspective.
Lane took a pair of night vision goggles from a Soldier behind him and put them on.
"Those Black Wolves have been getting more and more rampant lately. We have to take a big detour just to get takeout now!"
In the darkness, two figures walked in the sewer.
The Military Drone hovered at the top of the sewer. In the drone's night vision mode, Lane clearly saw that these two "people" were actually two Human Form Mutant Turtles.
Under the drone's high-definition camera, the eye masks on the turtles' faces and the pizza boxes in their hands were clearly visible.
Talking Turtles?
Frank also clearly saw this scene through the drone and looked at Lane, somewhat stunned.
"How should we deal with them?"
Frank made a tactical hand signal towards Lane.
"Capture them first!"
Lane turned off the drone's view sharing mode on his head.
Frank nodded and directly issued combat orders to the Diamonds Squad under his command via communicator.
……………
"There's no method, those werewolves are too strong, and they breed like rats, litter after litter. Hmm, this pizza place is good, they put enough durian..."
"Hey, Mickey, be careful, don't eat Leonardo's and Tailuo's too!"
The turtle man wearing a red eye mask and carrying Sai on his back held takeout boxes in both hands and shouted impatiently at the other turtle man wearing an orange-red eye mask.
"Hmm, don't worry, I definitely won't touch theirs, but if Master Splinter catches us, it's better if I eat them!"
The turtle man wearing an orange-red eye mask and carrying Nunchucks at his waist swallowed the last piece of pizza and wiped his mouth.
"Master Splinter means we might have to move out of this district recently, maybe even out of New York..."
"Why? We've lived here for so long. Just because of these werewolves, we have to leave our home!"
The turtle man with the red eye mask said hatefully, "Mickey, since we know their base camp, why don't we go there and drive them away!"
"Just the four of us against hundreds of werewolves!?" The turtle man with the orange-red eye mask, Raphael, shook his head repeatedly, "Let alone the four of us, even with Master, it would be tough!"
"Coward!" The turtle man with the red eye mask couldn't help but mock the turtle man with the orange-red eye mask.
"Raphael, that's a Human Form Attack!"
"No, that's a Turtle Form Attack..."
"Take this kick..."
The two turtles played around and soon reached the corner of the sewer.
Just as the turtle man wearing the orange-red eye mask turned the corner, "Whoosh whoosh..."
A dense volley of tranquilizer darts shot directly at him.
"Raphael, be careful!"
The turtle man wearing the orange-red eye mask suddenly turned around, pushed the turtle man wearing the red eye mask behind him, and took the tranquilizer darts directly on his turtle shell.
"Hey, you hit my rear!"
The powerful tranquilizer darts caused the turtle man wearing the orange-red eye mask to feel a wave of dizziness.
Relying on his hard turtle shell, he blocked most of the tranquilizer darts, but a few still hit his legs and rear.
These powerful tranquilizers, specially prepared for werewolves, were unbearable even for non-Human Form beings like the turtle men.
"Mickey!"
The turtle man wearing the red eye mask reached out and pulled his unconscious brother behind him, took the Sai from his back, held them in his hands, and watched warily ahead.
"I heard you say you know where that group of werewolves' base camp is?"
Tap tap tap...
The sound of leather shoes stepping on water echoed, and a man in a tuxedo appeared before Raphael.
"Who are you? Why did you attack us!"
Raphael gripped his Sai warily and demanded.
"I'm looking for that group of werewolves. I'd like to ask you to lead the way!"
Tap tap tap tap tap...
Intensive footsteps sounded, and a group of Fully Armed Human Soldier appeared behind Lane, aiming their guns at Raphael.
"Never!"
Among the four Mutant Turtle Brothers, Raphael was the most impatient.
If Mickey had not been unconscious, or if the other two turtles were here, they might have feigned compliance with Lane.
But Raphael didn't care about any of that. Facing a line of gun barrels pointed directly at him, he shook his Sai and quickly lunged, stabbing towards Lane's chest.
Lane waved his hand, stopping the Soldier who wanted to shoot. He held the rapier in his left hand and the hilt in his right, drawing the sword from its sheath.
With two Sai in hand, Raphael quickly attacked.
The sharp tips of the Sai were close to Lane's chest in the blink of an eye...
Ching! A silver light flashed in the dark sewer.
Raphael only felt a pain in his wrist. With a clang, his right hand hurt, and the fork in his hand fell directly to the ground.
"The next sword, I'll stab your left wrist!"
Hearing Lane's words, Raphael was a little unconvinced. He swung his left hand, and the steel fork in his hand changed rapidly according to the Ninja Techniques taught by his Master.
"Clang!"
"You can try again, but next time it will be your heart!"
Lane straightened his arm, the silver-white rapier pointing directly at the turtle man before him.
Raphael endured the pain in his wrist, looked at the steel fork at his feet, and then looked back at his unconscious brother.
"I'll take you, but you have to let my brother go!"
"You have no choice, but if you take us to the werewolves' base camp, I will let you go!"
Lane took a white handkerchief from his jacket pocket and wiped the rapier.
"Bandage him up. Two men, carry his brother!"
(end of chapter )
