Human Light Umbrella

Inside the car, there were two people in casual clothes sitting on the front and the co-pilot.

In the driver's seat was a man wearing a black sweatshirt and sweatpants.

In the co-pilot seat was Aya Brea, who was wearing a black leather jacket and slim-fit jeans, and had short blonde female hair.

After Umbrella handled the "strange mannequin" case, Brea joined Umbrella under Leon's recommendation and underwent extremely strict training in the European branch.

Since the end of her training last summer, she is no longer the original Venice police officer, but a qualified intelligence officer.

The man sitting in the driver's seat is also an intelligence officer in charge of investigating abnormal phenomena.

In general, intelligence agents act alone, especially top intelligence personnel like Leon.

But this time, four people gathered.

Brea stared at the front entrance of the bar, and the back door was watched by two others.

A month ago, she and three intelligence agents jointly investigated the territory of Italy, and established a new special sect, which seemed to believe in creatures related to abnormal phenomena.

With the lessons learned by Sheheba, Brea and others acted together.

In the end, they locked on the base of this group of believers, which was the bar in their sight.

At the same time, they also reported to the European branch, saying that they need the nearest armed security support, if possible, even the support of MTF or Hell paratroopers, and strive to wipe out this sect.

They waited patiently for another ten minutes.

At around midnight, Brea finally noticed something unusual.

I saw a black van parked in front of the main entrance of the bar.

Due to the angle, she couldn't see the situation on the other side of the van, but soon, the van drove away from the street in front of the main entrance and headed towards the parking lot at the back.

Now, she and the male intelligence agent clearly saw three muscular men dressed in leather jackets and pants, who looked like motorcycle gangs, walking towards the main entrance.

And the strong man walking in the middle is holding a metal box that seems to be able to hold a basketball in both hands.

The abnormal creatures enshrined by the believers should be in that metal box.

Seeing the three strong men walk into the bar, Breya, who was wearing a throat mic, immediately reported in a low voice: "The target has entered the arena and is ready to act."

After speaking, Brea took out the safety of the pulse pistol from the underarm holster, and then put the pistol back into the holster, and the intelligence agent beside her did the same.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

After the brief exchange, the intelligence agent started the engine and left the street, driving the vehicle towards the main entrance.

With a sound of "Chi-!", the vehicles of the two of them had already stopped in front of the main entrance.

Get out of the car and walk to the main entrance.

Seeing the two of Brea approaching, a security guard with the same size stepped forward and warned: "Non-members are not allowed to enter."

"The police are handling the case." Brea responded coldly.

"Then you don't have the right to search!" the security guard said, and wanted to take out the intercom and the internal report of the bar.

"Hands up! Don't move!"

But the male intelligence officer drew his gun faster, pointing the gun directly at the security guard and yelling the above sentence.

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The security obviously didn't expect the police officers in Rome to be so stubborn, so they immediately raised their hands and kept still, and hurriedly said:

"Don't shoot! I am willing to cooperate!"

???

Both Brea and the male intelligence officer were a little surprised.

In their impression, cult members who believe in abnormal creatures should all be loyal. How could they give up resistance so simply?

After a brief moment of surprise, the two did not relax their vigilance.

Breya took out the restraint belt from the small school bag on the left side of his waist and bound the security guard with his backhand.

Moreover, the security guard rushed down very cooperatively, lying on the ground very obediently.

Immediately afterwards, Breya took out a piece of something similar to a Band-Aid from his bag, tore off the protective film and stuck it on the back of the security guard's neck.

"Hey!" There was an electric current, and the security guard rolled his eyes instantly and passed out.

After taking care of the security guards, the two of Brea continued to rush into the bar.

walk in.

"??!!"

Then I heard the piercing music, saw the dizzying lights, and the motorcycle party who was carnival with wine glasses.

The faces of Brea and the others sank.

In this environment, even if shots are fired continuously, the bikers may not necessarily be able to hear the gunshots.

Suddenly, the DJ stopped playing the music, and the dazzling lights switched to bright incandescent lights.

The sudden change in the environment caused the four of Brea and the bikers to close their eyes slightly in order to adapt to the brightly lit environment as soon as possible.

"Dear fellow members!"

At this time, a biker with hedgehog hair who looked like the leader was standing on the bar stage, holding a microphone in his right hand, pointing at the two of Brea with his left hand, and pointing at the other two intelligence agents at the back door, shouting:

"There are scouts breaking into our holy land! For the sake of the Holy Lord, we can move safely! We will expel the scouts at all costs!"

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Hearing this, the motorcycle gang all turned their attention to Brea and the others, and they all clenched their fists and twisted their necks, looking like they didn't mind beating the "police officer" and wanted to protect the so-called Holy Master.

But the gunshot of "Tap!" revealed the true colors of the bikers.

I saw Breya decisively firing a shot, pointing the guns at the motorcycle gangs closest to her, and said loudly:

"If you don't want to die, raise your hands and lie on the ground! Otherwise, we don't mind using coercive methods!"

???

The momentum of the motorcycle gangs suddenly weakened, and they were no longer as fierce as before.

Chapter 119

"Female police officer...you can't play for real, can you?"

"Can you stop pointing the gun at someone? I'm afraid of going off..."

"Dude... just relax, relax..."

The bikers raised their hands very cooperatively, and looked at Brea and the three intelligence agents who also raised their guns in horror.

"Whoa!"

At this moment, the skylight on the top of the bar was violently smashed!

At the same time as the glass shattered, more than a dozen invisible figures passed through the skylight and fell directly into the crowd inside the bar.

"Get down on the ground!"

"Lie down on the ground and don't move!"

!!!

This time, the bikers were completely terrified, and they didn't dare to say a single witty word, lying on the ground motionless for fear of losing their lives.

Even the hedgehog who stood on the stage just now lay down on the stage very sincerely.

"Brea...is this too smooth?"

The intelligence agent standing beside Brea saw that the situation had changed instantly, so he couldn't help asking.

"I don't know, first control this group of guys, and then look for the so-called Holy Master."

Brea was also puzzled, but she didn't forget what the hedgehog said just now.

"Well, yes." The intelligence officer nodded in agreement.

So the two took out the corona stickers from their school bags, and began to ensure that the motorcycle gangsters lying on the ground continued to be in a coma.

"Hey~! Hey!"

"Eh! Ugh!"

In the next bar, there was a slight electric noise, and the short-lived screams of pain that the motorcycle gangsters could not help but suffer from the instant electric shock.

at the same time.

A group of MTFs wearing a light version of the TPS power armor also took the initiative to remove the optical camouflage effect, and continued to guard the motorcycle party lying on the ground to ensure a safe working environment for the four intelligence officers.

The lead MTF helmet has a special skull spray.

The MTF unfolded his helmet as he led the deputies toward Brea.

It's just that the face under the helmet is still mysterious, because the MTF is still wearing a skull mask and sports sunglasses, making it impossible for others to see his true appearance.

Simon Riley.

There is only this ghost in the company who likes this special dress.

And this MTF with optical camouflage is the 141 Mobile Task Force stationed in the European branch.

The deputy next to Ghost is the taciturn Xiaoqiang.

The ghost stepped forward and said, "141 responds to everyone's request for help. May I ask if there is anything else I can help you with?"

"Second Lieutenant Riley?" Brea heard the ghost's voice and couldn't help asking.

"..." The ghost was silent, as if it didn't recognize Brea.

In fact, the last time the two met was because of the "weird mannequin" incident more than two years ago. At that time, it was 141 led by Price who was responsible for rescuing Leon and Brea.

For Brea, it was the first time she came into contact with abnormal phenomena, which opened the door to a new world for her, and her memory is still fresh.

But for ghosts and other 141, it was just the most common support mission, so it's no wonder that ghosts couldn't recognize them.

Seeing that Simon was silent, Breya didn't want to reminisce about the past, but returned to his plain face and said:

"Thank you for the support of 141. Second lieutenants, you just need to help us guard these believers. The technical personnel and aftermath teams will arrive in a short time, and..."

Having said that, Brea gestured with both hands free and continued:

"The size of this abnormal creature should be about the size of a basketball, and this group of believers seem to call it the Holy Lord.

According to the intelligence analysis we have so far, it is speculated that it does not have the ability to move autonomously, or it may move at a slower speed.

But it doesn't rule out that it has the opposite characteristics. Later we will torture the hedgehog on the stage, but I still hope that you, Lieutenant, can pay attention to the whole building. "

"Is it that one?"

As soon as Breya finished speaking, Xiaoqiang, who was standing behind the ghost, raised his finger to the bar below the stage.

Everyone looked in the direction Xiaoqiang pointed.

An indescribable "creature" lay spread out on the white plate, its beige noodle-like tentacles encircled the wine glass, and it was pouring strong wine into its mouth.

It's not so much a living thing as it is a movable noodle...

Spaghetti?

"Xiaoqiang, you lead half of the guys to keep vigilant and ensure the safety of our agents. If the guys lying on the ground are dishonest, you are allowed to use compulsory weapons, and I will bear the consequences."

The ghost ordered immediately.

"Received." Xiaoqiang replied in a low voice.

Ghost closed his helmet again, held a pulse rifle with an extended barrel, and led six 141 men in a semicircle formation towards the bar.

Brea and other agents also raised their guns on guard, but they did not choose to step forward.

After all, their equipment can't provide effective assistance at all, and if they encounter an emergency, they will even hold back 141.

Professional things should be done by professional people.

The ghost and six 141s gradually narrowed the distance to the bar, and finally stopped three meters away from the bar.