Chapter 1338 (1/2)

The commander knew what it meant.

He has only one chance. If he doesn't seize or kill the night devils at one stroke, his team will die.

Elders can not give them a few months, waiting for the night devil to appear again.

During the guerrilla war between Luke and the bandits, the commander was at command, but his heart was uneasy.

As long as Luke pulls out, or delays until the police are in full swing, the commander can go back and die.

When Luke finally stepped into the third category of pre-set location, he was almost relieved.

Although this place is not suitable for ambush, or ambush night devils, he has no choice.

Many times, people will make seemingly stupid decisions, not necessarily because of their own stupidity, but because the person who makes the decision is not him.

Commander is just trying to find a possible way out of the elder's wrong decision.

So he knew that the mysterious shooter was not Richard and Jeff of his own, but he still told the judge that it was his teammate, just for the chance to fight against the night devil.

Now, three more important judges are dead, and the commander is still alive.

If he doesn't want his family to die with him, he must at least bring back the body of the night devil.

As for the stupid idea of capturing night devils, I'd better leave it to the elder himself!

After the command, he glanced at the monitoring screen in the car, and suddenly found a familiar figure approaching his side.

The commander smiled bitterly from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to open the protective cover of the green button in the small box, and put his hand on it.

At the same time, he clenched a false tooth in his mouth.

The commander didn't know that all his actions fell into Luke's eyes.

Except for the action of biting teeth, which can't be seen clearly in the video, the posture on the green button is too obvious.

Luke jumped up, bent his right leg, lifted his pants with his right hand, and pulled out an antique browning 1906 from the outside of his right leg. He raised his hand and fired four shots.

The commander in the back of the command car watched him shoot, but he didn't have much in mind.

There are more than ten people around him, but they are all in groups of two, distributed on the roof of the sniper team.

Maybe the night devil shooting is to solve these sniper teams.

But at the next moment, a bullet hole appeared in the rear door glass on his side.

Luke fired four bullets from tens of meters away, hitting the same point on the bulletproof glass in a row.

After attaching a primary penetration to the second bullet, the third and fourth shot directly into the side of the commander's head.

The commander, who worked hard and worried for several days, finally burst his head in place without any expectation.

All troubles and sorrows are gone with the wind and won't haunt his heart again.

At the moment when the commander tilted his head to the street, Luke's body was still sliding forward in the air.

Two strange bandits in the car looked around, then nervously went to check the commander's situation. Browning 1906 in Luke's hands fired again.

PA! PA!

Two bandits who just reached out of their bodies shot in the back of their heads, exploded one eye socket and fell in the car.

Luke casually inserts the small browning 1906 back into the holster at the lower leg, and a classic one knee kneeling posture falls down, and stands up unhurriedly.

At the same time, his sensitive sense of smell activated, and soon understood some things.

There was a smell of bitter almonds in the commander's mouth, and his face was cyanotic and a little drooling. He obviously took some cyanide.

What a pity!