"Bang!"

One of the militants kicked open the door to the last room.

The food on the table was still steaming.

But Nolan was gone, and the room was empty.

"Report! Loss of purpose. The militants reported in the communication channel.

"Take that woman with you and retreat immediately!" The order of the commander of the militants came from the channel.

"We can scan the building!" The militant seemed a little reluctant and proposed.

After a moment of silence in the communication channel, the commander's voice sounded again: "This is a naval training base, it's not that simple, retreat immediately!" ”

So, these militants quickly evacuated the shop with the beautiful owner who was stunned and disappeared into the shadows of the alleys in the living area.

Soon after they evacuated, the armed spacecraft of the Martian Joint Police Department flew into the sky, and the sheriffs in police power armor quickly parachuted into the alley in front of the shop. This team is a mobile response force directly under the joint police department of each planet, known as the MRU, is a quick response force composed of elite sheriffs, responsible for responding to various major emergencies in the planet's administrative area, they are equipped with extremely strong firepower and a full set of individual equipment, with exclusive armed spacecraft and independent command system.

The leader is the commander of the Mars MRU Blast, Baorutu, an elite sheriff of the first class, who was transferred to the MRU from the Mobile Corps of the Martian Joint Police Department, and is calm and alert.

"The Response Command Center, request to block the area, implement airspace control, and notify the MTS (Police Department Mobile Corps), and the administrative area will immediately enter a state of emergency!" Baorutu looked at the cracked door of the store and the remaining footprints that had been kicked directly in front of him, and immediately reported to the command center of the MRU. This door is obviously not something that a normal human can kick and crack, and the marks on it are not left by ordinary shoes, but the imprints of some kind of power armor.

As the teams of the Tempest team entered the shop to investigate, Baorutu pulled up the holographic structure of the shop from the transparent visor of his helmet, and soon discovered that the shop's underground pipes were designed in a very unusual way, with branch pipes connecting to the groundwater treatment pipes in each room. This design is obviously a bit of a stretch.

"Report to the commander, in the room on the second floor, a secret passage has been found, and there are traces of personnel entering." The members of the Hurricane team sent a reconnaissance report.

After hearing this, Baolutu instantly felt that this small shop was not simple, so he ordered a team to enter the pipeline to track it down. He contacted the command center in the hope that they could retrieve the surrounding surveillance images for investigation.

After a while, news came from the response command center, and through video tracking, eighteen high-risk targets had been found and were fleeing towards Vikral City. The command center has already sent the MRU Changlin team in pursuit.

Baorutu made a quick decision, leaving one team to continue to guard the scene, and returned to the ship with the rest of the team, pursuing the city of Viklar.

......

In the dim groundwater treatment pipe corridor, on the pedestrian maintenance road, von Nolan is hurrying forward, the huge sound of water continues to echo, and Nolan's heart is also fluctuating at the moment. He opened the shop himself, and when he designed it, he put a little thought into it for safety, and set up a dark tunnel in each room to lead to the underground water treatment pipe gallery. I didn't expect it to come in handy today. When he heard the movement, his first reaction was to run away. He often talked to his father's businessmen here, and he had already become very wary.

Who are these people today? Nolan didn't know, but he knew that the trouble had just begun.

It takes a long time to walk along the pipe gallery to reach the maintenance exit of Vikral City, but fortunately, there is a high-speed commuter car that is convenient for maintenance personnel to use every other section.

Just as Nolan was heading down the underground tunnel to Vikral City, the Windswept team's ship was already approaching Vikral City.

"Team Changlin, this is Team Tempest, have you tracked down the target?" Baorutu asked in the communication channel.

"This is the Changlin team, and I just got the news that the target has been arrested by the MTS (Mobile Corps) of the Police Department and has been held in the special management center of the Mars Joint Police Department." The commander of the Changlin team smiled helplessly.

"What? So fast? Bao Rutu was surprised, according to the information from the command center, the target was heavily armed, how could it be easily captured? He was puzzled.

"Withdraw! The police department has ended the emergency response state, and the command center has ordered us to withdraw. The commander of the Changlin team said.

Baorutu's brow furrowed, and he looked in the direction of the police department from the spaceship hovering over the edge of Viklar City, his eyes flickering. But the order to retreat had been given, and he had no choice but to order all the teams still on the ground to terminate their missions and evacuate immediately.

It didn't take long for Team Changlin to join Team Blaster and return to their headquarters at the Achilles Orbital Space Station.

......

Mars Joint Police Department Underground, Special Management Center.

It is a place where special offenders are held, and the garrison is airtight.

In an all-metal enclosed interrogation room, a young man with an inch head was sitting, staring at the silver-white wall in a daze.

Suddenly, a curtain of light appeared out of thin air.

The man looked up slightly.

"In an hour, return on the police department's spaceship!"

"Yes! Sir! ”

The light curtain then vanished.