Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 468 - Even Jesus Can’t Save Dito

Chapter 468 Even Jesus Can’t Save Dito

Bang!

The grenade which exploded in midair enveloped the criminals, scattering metal ball bearings which made everyone scream. Under the threat of the grenades that came flying over every now and then, the remaining two hundred or so criminals were unable to organize any sort of counterattack and could only flee haphazardly as they fired off random shots.

They didn’t dare assemble together since a grenade would be thrown at them out of nowhere to blow them up.

On the other side, Martin and Roger were initially under a lot of pressure with almost thirty people firing at them. Suddenly, a few grenades landed among the criminals and instantly eliminated half of them. The rest lost their courage and ran away.

Martin: “...”

Gasping, Roger mumbled, “Do you think that God is protecting us? We’re still alive in the face of so many enemies.”

Martin scoffed. “Does God throw grenades, too? Let’s go. I think I saw Dito.”

Roger perked up. “Where?”

Martin said, “Follow me. Don’t get blown up by the grenades.”

Roger asked, “Seriously?” Martin said, “...Fine, I hate to admit it, but these experts seem fully aware of our location and movements.”

What he didn’t say was that only an elite special squad working in perfect tandem could move and act so freely and skilfully.

But Martin didn’t understand why a squad with such high combat ability would be helping him.

Luke received an alert from Selina once more. “Five cars entered the back gate: Four SUVs, and a pickup with a machine gun. They’re Dito’s reinforcements. Be careful. Unlike the amateurs in the stronghold, these are professionals.”

Luke asked, “Where are they?”.

Selina said, “Where you ambushed the armored truck just now. They’re fighting Martin and Roger. You might want to hurry up. Martin and Roger can barely hold them back.”

Actually, Martin and Roger couldn’t hold them back at all.

Almost thirty people got out of the five support vehicles. They were armed with a good combination of UMPs and M4A1s, were well-trained, and had a clear objective.

Working in tandem and without needing to use the heavy machine gun on the pickup, they forced Martin and Roger to stay behind cover the entire time.

The reinforcements picked up Dito and covered each other as they retreated to the vehicles and prepared to evacuate.

Not only that, under the command of these reinforcements, many criminals assembled together as well and started pushing toward the back gate.

Together with the reinforcements, fifty people formed a group which continued to draw in the criminals nearby.

Hive mentality was human nature. In times of chaos, most people would follow the majority.

The reinforcements had taken the lead.

Seeing how the reinforcements moved, Luke realized that things were now a little tricky.

He was out of grenades and the reinforcements’ tactics were very advanced.

They sent out the criminal cannon fodder to clear the way for them while keeping a safe distance themselves and covering each other as they retreated.

Luke’s marksmanship was very good, but after just killing a couple of them, he would draw all their fire.

Also, while their retreat wasn’t very fast, it wasn’t slow either.

By the time Luke eliminated half of them, they would have completely evacuated.

With the amateurs clearing the way, it wouldn’t be easy for Luke to use an RPG to blow up the entire convoy.

Luke frowned. These reinforcements were really good, almost as good as a trained military troop. Sure enough, Dito held extraordinary power.

But it was useless!

Dito was doomed! Even Jesus couldn’t save him! So saith Luke.

At that moment, a pickup appeared from around a corner.

An idea occurred to Luke when he saw the pickup. He shot the driver and the pickup crashed into a building next to the road.

Nobody cared about this small car crash.

Luke swiftly entered the building and tinkered with the pickup for a moment before he returned with a new weapon.

Just as this bunch regrouped and morale started to improve, the faces of the criminals facing the back gate suddenly changed.

Several criminals with quick reflexes simply lunged to the side like dogs and crawled away on all fours to find cover like a dog.

In one of the SUVs, a burly, fierce-looking man roared into his walkie-talkie, “Stop wasting time, hurry up and retreat. Clear the way! Find a vehicle, preferably a pickup with a machine gun... F*ck! Why are you running?”

“M- Machine gun!” Not far away from the SUV, a criminal’s eyes bulged and looked like they would fall out of his head before he ran for this life.

Stunned, the burly man sensed something wasn’t right and abruptly turned around.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down.

A tall figure emerged from around a corner at a heavy pace, raising dust with each footstep.

As if his keen eyes were taking in everything in slow motion, the burly man saw the weapons the man had on him, as well as the long ammo belts that hung on this huge man.

The burly man’s pupils contracted abruptly.

The tall stranger was actually very fast. In just a few steps, he reached the center of the road. He then turned around to face the convoy and the fifty to sixty criminals in front of it.

“Surprise, motherf*cker!” All the criminals trembled at the roar.

Except for those who had already scrambled off, those that remained instinctively looked in the direction of the roar.

They saw a hard, black, long and thick barrel – a cruel battlefield weapon – and a long golden and dazzling ammo belt, on a tall and sturdy figure who stood with one leg in front of the other.

The next moment, there was a muffled boom completely unlike the sound of a rifle.

Tong! Tong! Tong! Tong! Tong! Tong! Blood suddenly sprayed out of the criminals at the very front. The burly commander yelled frantically into his walkie-talkie, “Scatter! Scatter! Machine gun, return fire!”

But it was too late!

The man behind the machine gun on the pickup, who was the biggest threat for Luke, had just turned the machine gun around when his head was reduced to a pulp.

Naturally, the heavy machine gun had to be taken care of first! Luke’s first target was precisely this gunner.

After finishing off the gunner, Luke used all his strength for once and opened fire with both hands. Swiftly adjusting the muzzles, he fired in sporadic bursts at the several dozen criminals in front of him one by one.

The muzzle swept toward a particular SUV and he pulled the trigger lightly.

Tong! Tong! Tong! The bullets left the barrel of the heavy machine gun in a smooth burst.