Secret Police Agent

Reply Attacks 2

Claude and the other agents entered the dense forest running. Their cars have been burned to the ground by mobsters. There is no more vehicle worth using.

This forest is far from the city or residential area. Actually running is exhausting. But what can I do again.

"Is it still far away? Huft~" Selby said with a loud roaring breath. The fingers on these legs are starting to feel sore.

"Two kilometers away" Claude stared straight ahead.

"Du-two kilometers? Far-away. I could faint in the middle of the road like this"

"Forced because there is no vehicle to use"

A group of agents continued their journey by running. Running alone had consumed half of their energy. What if I fight with the mafia?

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"Master, we rest for a while" a deep brown-robed man decided to sit a bit away from the tree.

"Sit down" said another man in black. In his right hand a match was lit. Directly linked with a cigarette in his mouth.

The night is getting darker. The road that goes along with this dense forest has no lighting. They travel without a vehicle. Their four-wheeled vehicle has been set ablaze by deadly grenades in front of the collapsed old building.

"Are we still far away, sir?"

"Rightly enough" while letting out white smoke from his mouth and nose the man called 'Master' answered the questions of his men.

"Just calm down, the young ones must still be confused like a mouse being chased by a cat" said the long unraveled brownish-red disemboweled woman joining the scope of the conversation.

"Don't underestimate them. They are not as stupid as animals. They may be close to us now"

A person in black clothes in the dark of the night ran towards the man who was referred to as 'Master' earlier. He seemed to be in a hurry.

"Report Master, some armed men within a few meters are heading this way. They're wearing the organization's agent outfit"

"I'd guess. Everyone, prepare for battle!" the man put out the fire in his cigarette. Prepare to hold the gun on both palms and fingers.

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Selby couldn't help but feel tired at her feet. Now his feet are numb. Haran several times offered to help him. But rejected by Selby.

Selby's vigilance is fading. He only thought of the tiredness in his legs at this moment. No longer concerned about the surrounding environment. Perhaps he had forgotten that right now they were going to fight a real counterattack.

An oblong bullet shot rapidly past Selby's face. Almost his nose. Claire immediately pulled her shoulder away from the bullet.

Everything instantly returned a high level of alert. The oblong bullet managed to tear down one tall tree trunk. Make a big hole in the middle of the trunk.

Five bullets at once followed from the same direction. Claire ran forward first. His nimble movements made his body easily avoid the fruits of the deadly bullets.

The others followed. They had also just managed to dodge a sudden bullet attack. Haran and some of his friends hid behind a large tree trunk. Their job is to conduct long-range bullet fire.

"Do Claire! we're right behind you!" exclaim Haran raised Claire's determination to move forward.

Close attack cannot be done with a gun. Claire used a sharp object in the form of two daggers to attack her opponent.

In the first attack, Claire faces a man who unravels the same as her. The man's movements were considered very slow compared to Claire's nimble movements.

At the next level, Claire seemed to get an enemy that was as strong as her.

"I think you mean yourself" Claire dropped her opponent's body with the 'Edging' technique she had learned in martial arts.

His opponent's body was slammed into the ground. His head hit hard. Claire scratched his neck with her dagger.

Claire was not alone facing her opponents at close range. Claude and a few other agents go to war on this weapon.

Claude jumped upside down and then stabbed his back in the back.

Several times his attacks were held back by his opponent. Claude immediately slammed his body until he fell to the ground hard. He wanted to immediately kill his opponent but again his attack was restrained.

Selby joins Haran to perform a long-range attack. He fired a few bullets, hitting right in his enemy's head.

The one-two shots that Haran fired managed to penetrate the flesh even the backbone of his opponent to reach their heart.

Claire's neck had unknowingly almost been slashed by the enemy of a brownish-red girly woman. But his life was saved by Haran who gave an indiscriminate attack.

Claire who realized it immediately gave an attack to her fellow female enemies. A sneaky smile was clearly reflected in the mafia woman's lips.

"Finally we meet again" he said.

"When we met" Claire directly opposed the words of her female opponent just now.

"You don't remember? oh, it's young"

"What if I was young?"

"Don't waste your life just to catch us"

"If I say it's my duty?"

"Hahaha~ you are so funny. If you've been in this deep shit, it looks like your life will only last until tonight"

"Oh yeah? I think it's the opposite"

It was more or less a cynical conversation between Claire and her female opponent. They both want to win. They both want to kill each other.

Several times Claire's body crashed due to a hard kick in the abdomen of the woman who became her opponent. But Claire immediately got up again and gave a merciless attack.

Over time his body felt tired. Close combat like this takes a lot more energy. Because it not only uses the mind but also quick movements to attack the opponent.

Claire managed to hurt the woman's stomach. His black clothes were torn in the form of dagger incisions. It was clearly visible on her face when she was tired. But the woman was very stubborn.

He still wants to fight Claire. Claire managed to lock the woman's movements in their entirety. Claire's right hand cut off the woman's neck. Define the threat of death if you dare to move.

On the other hand, Claude managed to defeat the mafia leader. But he didn't kill her. As with Claire, Claude also cut off the neck of the devious-looking man.

Almost the entirety of a group of mafia had been killed in short-range combat. Not killed but only the leader, women with brownish-red outline, and one or two ordinary members.

Their hands were all tied tightly behind each other's backs. The agents of the secret organization intend to imprison them after this.

Claire called her boss, Mr. Astra. The boss immediately sent some men to bring the mafia along with the remaining agents of the organization.

It was planned that Mr. Astra would send an evacuation team to bury people who had been killed in armed fighting overnight both from the mafia and agency organizations.

Do not forget to transport the charred cars burned by the tragedy that deserves to be called a fire overnight.