Persecution

Seeing her unshakable expression, what else could Barbara say? No matter the justice in her heart or the need to save her boyfriend, she had to grit her teeth and carry on. She stomped her feet, feeling a bit better than before, when she felt as limp as noodles. She didn't know if she could make it out alive if she ran in that state. She hesitated and wondered if she should say goodbye to her father and leave some last words.

"What happened? Call me back as soon as possible." The timely return of Catwoman gave her more confidence in this operation. She silently prayed to God to bless her. She was so excited that even her previous dislike for Catwoman was automatically reduced.

Thea had no time to explain this to her. She was discussing the allocation of police support with Gordon, and gestured for Barbara to explain it to Catwoman.

Barbara could only reluctantly tell the story to Catwoman. In fact, she didn't know many things. She had been lying in bed all night and could only rely on her reasoning ability to guess and reconstruct the events. As for how true it was, no one cared.

"Scarecrow!" That name wasn't unfamiliar to Catwoman; he was actually an old rival. When she heard that even Robin had fallen into the enemy's hands, Catwoman just felt that it wasn't that she didn't understand, but that the world was changing fast. She prayed that Robin's true identity wouldn't be discovered. He wasn't Batman and couldn't enjoy the Brokeback treatment. Once discovered, he would definitely be shot without any discussion.

After hesitating for a moment, Catwoman handed her whip to Barbara. It didn't make a difference if she used a dagger or a baton, but she couldn't. Without the whip, her combat effectiveness would be reduced by 30%. Barbara took it and swung it a few times. She felt it was quite easy to use. After all, they were all from Master Bruce. She felt more confident than running forward with a gun.

Thea approached and handed each of them a gas mask. "Put them on when you get to the camp. The three of us will take the lead to eliminate the enemy's resistance."

"Sky Eye will be responsible for clearing out the remnants, and the remaining police force will be responsible for rescuing the hostages. Is there any problem with that?" Thea looked around and saw that everyone agreed with this arrangement. She waved her hand and set off!

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Thea found a car driven by an agent, opened the door, and got in. This time, she didn't fly on the skateboard, but just controlled it with her mind to follow the team. She was afraid that if she rushed with the only two remaining women from the Bat Team and then found out that the support was still on the way, it would be a joke. On the other hand, she also needed to regain some strength. Although she was the type of person who was alert at night and sleepy during the day, this night had left her very fatigued.

In another car, Barbara and Catwoman were also trying to recover their strength. Seeing that Thea was so motivated to fight the bad guys, what else could they say? They could only take advantage of every minute and second to adjust to the best condition.

"Everyone stop. Felicity, show the drone reconnaissance images first." When they were about a mile from the camp, Thea saw that the light in the distance was as bright as day and quickly ordered the convoy to stop.

Arriving at Leila's command vehicle, real-time images were transmitted.

"They have already started to evacuate. We can't wait any longer." Catwoman took a quick look and said anxiously.

Yes, due to Thea's constant harassment during the night, this group of people was finally forced to start evacuating.

Judging from the photo, there are about forty or fifty soldiers wearing black hoods, occasionally with some guys in American military uniforms. They are working in groups of two to carry unconscious citizens to the rear, but they are not choosing their targets blindly; they only select strong men and young women.

"Where is Robin? Is Robin in danger?" Barbara was a step slower than Catwoman due to her lack of physical strength. She only saw the scene of the gangsters carrying people after she entered the command vehicle. Her heart suddenly jumped into her throat, and she asked in panic.

Thea wanted to say that it was a matter of transporting people, not lining up for execution, and that only tall and strong people were selected. How could Robin, who had been so squeezed by you, be in danger? But considering that Barbara had now been promoted to a "powerful fighter," she could only suppress her urge to complain.

Putting aside her inappropriate thoughts, she said seriously, "Don't worry, Felicity is looking for their transport vehicle, I'll intercept it later." As long as they weren't shooting wildly, Thea wasn't afraid at all. These guys couldn't open a portal, so it wasn't easy for them to escape.

"Thea, I found it. Three or two trucks, all full of unconscious citizens, left the camp one after another. There are so many people that I can't see clearly if Robin is here or not..." Felicity wasn't as strong as they were, but even feeling a bit dizzy, she still entered the command vehicle.

At this moment, she had already called up images of several cars from the drone. To make the images clearer, she didn't care about the people around watching and quickly blacked out the satellite of some unknown country or company.

Leila pretended not to see this. The remaining agents were all exchanging glances, wondering if they should arrest this person after this was over. This was very unscrupulous! Doing this right in front of us? We eat public food...

"I will intercept them. Everyone else, act according to our pre-planned action. Agent Leila, tell your helicopters to help me attract attention from the front." After saying this, Thea began to organize her equipment. In case she didn't have enough arrows, she took a submachine gun from a normal-looking agent.

Catwoman and Barbara usually don't use guns, and Batman is well aware of this, but now the situation is so urgent that they don't care. They all get out of the command vehicle carrying a lot of weapons.

"Boom boom," a huge armed helicopter appeared in the sight of several people and quickly headed towards the camp under their watchful eyes.

"I will go too, be careful." Thea turned around and instructed the two girls.

"You should also be careful." Barbara, who always had trouble with her, rarely said anything.

He smiled and nodded, then jumped on the skateboard and flew towards the other side of the street following Felicity's instructions.

The sky was gradually getting brighter. After tossing and turning all night without realizing it, Thea really felt that you needed a big heart to live in Gotham. She was extremely tired after that night. It was very difficult for Batman to protect her silently for so many years without going crazy.

The light was getting brighter and brighter, and the visibility was increasing, which was good for Thea to look for targets on the ground, but also good for the thugs on the ground.

Although she was high in the sky, Thea couldn't hear what the people below were saying, but when she saw three large trucks traveling in a row on the road and many people in the trucks pointing at her, she knew they weren't saying anything good. She was very tired because she hadn't rested all night, and they were even more tired because of her sudden attack style, and they had to keep looking at the sky all the time.

So, several people below rubbed their eyes to make sure they weren't dazzled, but that the person who could fly was approaching them again. Some of them who were extremely sleepy grabbed their pistols and rifles and started shooting at the sky without caring whether they were in range or not.

Thea simply ignored the provocation from the group of people. She accelerated, overtook several trucks, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Did she give up? That's obviously impossible. After all, this is near a university with relatively developed transportation. Thea plans to find a narrow road according to their route and stop all these cars.

Gas station? No, it's a bit dangerous here because of an accidental gunshot. What if, before we kill some enemies, someone with poor vision explodes the oil tank and gets covered in blood under the large-scale AOE? That would be bad. Forget it.

Crossroads? Worse, what if I stop one car and the other two escape separately? I don't know how to use the Shadow Clone Technique, so I keep giving up.

After looking for a while, I suddenly saw a road that originally had four lanes but was inexplicably blocked by more than half. No need to ask, it must have been done by the city's bandits. Are they going to set up a checkpoint and charge fees? Is this the road I want to drive on? This is God's will. This way, I can save myself a lot of trouble. This is it.

Thea increased her altitude and looked at three or four trucks slowly driving towards her from the end of the road in the distance. She thought disdainfully in her heart, what a bunch of idiots, they wanted to take this road, but they didn't even send someone to test the waters, and just rushed out in such a hurry. They have such low quality that they don't even know how to write the word death.

Actually, she really wronged them. No one is stupid. Scarecrow is a university professor. He can live happily under Batman's shadow. His IQ is still online. He really ordered to go out and check the road conditions before, but those subordinates were tormented by Thea all night and had long forgotten the order.

At this moment, the car's driver was trembling with nervousness. He felt he should be the enemy's first target. He couldn't distinguish between the accelerator and the brake in panic. The vehicle's speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. There was no way. The driver's mortality rate was up to 90% in these conditions. At least in the movies, the enemy's target was the driver of the front car. The few remaining people didn't feel as much pressure, but they also held their rifles, ready to fight eight hundred shots with the enemy that could appear at any moment.

At the moment when the front car's driver wondered if an arrow was flying towards his eyes or if a rocket was about to blow him up in the sky, he saw that there was a checkpoint on the road ahead, and a bearded man fiercely waved for him to stop the car.

Who is this? As the leader of the Scarecrow Team, he is quite capable but confused by the sudden appearance of the large bearded man.

Although the enemy flying in the sky before couldn't be identified by gender, age, young or old, judging by the shape of the body, it couldn't be the person in front of me, right? And look at how he's dressed, his hair is disheveled, his face is so dark you can't tell the skin color, and his mouth is open with large yellow teeth. This is what Gotham's vagabond looks like. Why did the flying enemy send this guy?

His mind was spinning in confusion, but he didn't know if it was to figure out the enemy's situation or to relieve his own pressure. He slowly stopped the car and stretched his neck. "What's the problem?"

The vagabond curled his lips and didn't answer. He put his left hand to his mouth and blew hard.

"Woo--" As the whistle sounded, all kinds of strangely dressed guys kept emerging from the surroundings. These people were wearing all kinds of clothes, men and women, young and old, more than 20 people jumped out at once, the well-equipped ones holding pistols, and the inferior ones holding iron bars in their hands.

"Give us half of the things in your car!" The bearded vagabond leading the group fired a shot into the air with a shotgun to prove he had bullets and looked at the bandits in the car with amusement.

Thea, who was hiding in a tree trunk in the distance, was really delighted to see this scene. Who said Gotham is full of unruly people? This is absolutely a rumor. These people are still very kind. They are afraid it will be difficult for me to complete the task alone, so they help me without asking for anything in return and bring their own food. They are good people.

When some people are happy, others are sad. The front car's driver is in a lot of pain now. As a local, he already knows that the group of people below has nothing to do with the previous flying enemies. This is a highway robbery gang with strong local characteristics of Gotham.

This gang of people has all kinds of weapons and no organization. They can't even be considered a small gang. They can only be considered a group of low-level gangsters. Compared to the American equipment and elite training of others like me, this gang of people is like a baby still breastfeeding.

My heart was full of a sense of superiority, and I couldn't help but reveal a hint of mockery.

As a model for blocking people on the road, the bearded vagabond relied on his good vision. Naturally, he noticed the driver's disdain and felt that his dignity was challenged. Without thinking much, he picked up the shotgun and shot the driver's rearview mirror.

"Bang," "Did you hear me? Get down here!" the bearded man shouted violently.

If he hadn't shot, the Scarecrow Gang would have been ready to step on the accelerator and attack. He and his men were on a mission and really didn't have time to waste with this bunch of scum. But his shot awakened the anger of several of them. They were tormented by the enemy all night and had to move before dawn. It would be a lie on their part to say they weren't depressed. They were just forcing themselves to suppress their temper.

Now that these bastards are provoking us, we shouldn't tolerate this. The driver picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Get out and teach these bastards a lesson."

It must be said that Scarecrow really put a lot of effort into his gang. After the chaos in Gotham, he successfully robbed an American military arsenal and armed his men to the level of regular troops. It cannot be said that this level makes Gotham invincible, but it is considered strong among several main forces.

There were three vehicles in each car with a driver and three armed men. All twelve men wore bulletproof vests and helmets and got out of the trucks with rifles in their hands. There was no need for any command, as everyone found cover and blind spots, demonstrating their excellent military qualities.

The bearded thief was surprised by the professionalism of these people and wondered: could they be American soldiers? Did you hit a wall? I just wanted to make some money, I wasn't planning to fight the army...

Without knowing what he was thinking, the fully armed Scarecrow bandit had no intention of talking to him. A sharp voice sounded, "Ready, fire..."

Thea, who was hiding in the distance, was initially shocked by the gang's sophisticated equipment. Seeing that they were about to open fire, she naturally didn't want to let the people of Gotham who brought their own dry food to help get hurt. Although the number of people was twelve to twenty, people had a certain advantage, but the gap in equipment was too big. If a real fight happened, it would be a crushing victory.

She had already drawn a magnetic arrow and placed it on the bow. When she heard they were about to open fire, she didn't hesitate and shot towards the center of the battlefield.

"Buzz--" there was a low sound, and "Snap" "Snap" sounded as the weapons were continuously drawn to the arrows by the enormous magnetic force.

Thea was still very kind. She included people on both sides within the influence range of this arrow.

In less than ten seconds, the low noise was over, and everyone in the field, no matter the side, unexpectedly found that the weapons in their hands were gone.