Jedi Knights in the Comic World

So he contacted the mayor and urgently mobilized a large number of special police officers to surround the stadium. Fortunately, there was no game today and the entire stadium was empty.

The military is also on its way to send people, but now Gordon can only resist it for a while.

"Director, we have communicated with the stadium management. There are less than ten staff members in the stadium now, and all of them have lost contact. The possibility of being killed or kidnapped cannot be ruled out!" said John Black, the captain of Gordon's team.

Gordon looked at the huge stadium, not sure if there were snipers ambush high up, so he could only infiltrate cautiously.

"Cheer up! If you are not sure whether the opponent has a sniper, don't take the lead easily!" Gordon told Black a few words and asked him to tell the people below.

Blake hurriedly conveyed the news, and the police officers immediately observed those corners more carefully.

Due to Bain's arrangement, a temporary army composed of his mercenaries and the criminals from the lunatic asylum who were not afraid of death was well ambush around the stadium.

You never know where a few armed criminals will come from in the next second and shoot at you.

As they patrolled, explored the facilities of the stadium, and slowly advanced, a few figures would always emerge from the dark places and corners of the office. They were all experienced criminals or mercenaries. Things like ambushes and gunfights were simply a matter of course. Just like a common occurrence, he raised his gun and shot at the dense police below.

In such a closed and dark environment, with a lot of live targets standing in front of you, you can still hit it no matter how bad your marksmanship is. But the well-trained SWAT police are not a vegetarian. They raised their riot shields and quickly found cover under the protection of the clanging shields.

No matter how cautious they were, Gotham's SWAT officers were ambushed in a dark and unfamiliar stadium. After a fierce fire attack, both sides suffered casualties.

The TV stations have gathered outside the stadium like a group of sharks that smell blood. There was nothing they could do, they were stopped outside the stadium and could not know the situation at the scene, but they still broadcast live.

Because, the deafening sound of gunshots and explosions in the stadium, hundreds of guns continued to sound throughout the stadium, could be heard clearly by people outside the stadium.

In addition, police officers were constantly being carried out, covered in blood. The slightly injured ones were temporarily placed in an open space not far away from the venue and were bandaged by medical staff to stop the bleeding. The seriously injured ones were quickly carried into ambulances and sent to the hospital for first aid.

"Oh my God! God bless!"

"Hope they're okay!"

The onlookers must have been very anxious at this moment. They knew that the fighting situation in the field must be fierce now.

At this time, Clark and Albert, who were resting in the hotel, also learned the news through the news. They quickly changed their clothes and quickly headed to Gotham Stadium.

The battle was very fierce, and you could hear constant explosions and gunshots before you even reached the stadium. Bruce was driving the Batmobile all the way.

Reporters who had already received the news set up cameras and pointed them at the intersection. They wanted to take wonderful shots of Batman saving the people of Gotham.

A huge roar came in an instant from far to near, and suddenly, at the corner of the intersection, a strangely shaped and completely black chariot came speeding towards the road.

"Coming, coming!! Tommy, use the camera to record it!"

"The righteous Gotham Knights are here! I've already thought about tomorrow's newspaper headlines!"

"No! That's obviously a criminal from Gotham! You haven't seen what he has done recently!"

Passers-by on both sides were arguing, and the Batmobile stopped at the entrance of the stadium with a nimble and handsome drift. The moment it stopped, the roof door opened, and a steel cable flew out, catching a steel column of the stadium.

A pure black figure that looked like the Phantom of the Opera flew out along the steel cable. His cloak instantly became electrified and hardened, flying in the wind like a pair of bat wings.

"Mom, when I grow up, I want to be a policeman who fights against crime! Just like my father!" A child of about seven or eight years old stood next to his mother, showing a determined expression.

The young mother looked worriedly at the police officers who were being carried out of the stadium. Her husband, a special police officer, was inside, and his life or death was uncertain. Looking down at his child's determined expression, he nodded without knowing what he thought of.

Flying along the steel cable into the stadium building, Bruce quickly saw many red dots in the building through infrared monitoring. He was moving quickly in the corridor, and suddenly several blasts of sound pierced the air. Bruce rolled to avoid it. Arriving at a nearby half-hidden office.

"Where is he! I obviously saw him!"

"Be careful and watch, he's tricky!"

Several criminals who had escaped from prison and were armed to the teeth were searching along the corridor. Just when they were about to search the office where Bruce was located, Bruce made a move.

Several sounds broke through the air, and only a few crisp sounds of 'Puff' were heard. The mercenary standing in the corridor was knocked to the ground by the sudden and powerful bat boomerang.

The further forward, the more intense the gunshots became, and Bruce happened to walk out of the corridor and came to a reception room. There were seven or eight armed thugs standing outside the door of the reception room, hiding outside the door and shooting continuously into the reception room. The counterattacks inside the reception room were sporadic, which did not pose much threat to the enemies outside.

Turning on the thermal imaging detector on the Bat helmet, he could clearly see five dark red figures in the living room through the wall where Bruce was. Two were squatting beside the temporary defense line of several heavy tables, and the other two He was lying in the tea room next to the reception room, and there was another person who was constantly pressing on one of them.

It was obvious that two police officers were injured, one was performing first aid, and the other two were preventing the enemy from entering.

Taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's magazines, Bruce gently threw a round sphere, and it fell right in the middle of the armed thugs.

"Dang-dang-dang" the metal ball kept rolling on the ground, as if it rolled consciously to the feet of a thug.

"Huh?? What is this?"

The thug picked up the ball and looked at it doubtfully. Suddenly, a hole opened at the top of the ball, and a large amount of light yellow smoke spurted out from the hole.

The thugs had no time to dodge. The whole person, including the six people around them, were enveloped in the light yellow smoke for a while, and the pungent smell instantly poured into their noses with their breathing.

"Wow! What did you do with your coughing?" A thug next to him gave him a shove, but started to cough violently due to inhaling a lot of smoke.

The pungent smell irritated the throat and nasal cavity, and suddenly several people around him began to cough.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I didn't do anything! He broke it by himself!" The thug looked at his companions around him in confusion.

The coughing lasted for just a few seconds and then stopped, followed by several "thuds" of heavy objects falling to the ground.

This is the latest hypnotic gas bomb developed by Alfred. It has a strong coma effect, but the smell is a bit strong, and sometimes it is accompanied by a small cough.

The characteristics of this smoke are also very effective. When opened, it will emit a huge burst of light yellow smoke, covering the surrounding area within two meters. If you inhale a little bit, although it will not cause coma, it will also cause the whole body to lose strength and become confused.

The power of this sleeping gas can last up to five hours for an average person, but it may only last two or three hours or even less for people with strong bodies.

The most commendable thing is that the smoke will dissipate automatically in just one minute, making it an indispensable weapon for murder and arson.

With the exhaust vents above the reception room and corridor, the smoke was quickly absorbed and decomposed completely, leaving only seven unconscious thugs lying on the ground unconscious.

Bruce walked into the reception room quickly, and the police officer didn't see the person clearly. He only heard the footsteps and fired several shots without looking up.

The bullets hit his armor and made a tinkling sound. He ignored it and turned over the table. The policeman behind the table didn't see the person coming clearly. He thought it was a criminal coming in and wanted to resist. Bruce died. The dead one pinned it to the ground.

"Stop! It's me!" Bruce shouted in a low voice.

"Batman?"

The other police officer was just about to fight back from behind Bruce when he saw a familiar figure clearly and was startled.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I actually shot you!" The police officer who was pinned to the ground was stunned when he heard his companion's call, and then shouted.

Letting go of the police officer, Bruce stood up straight and walked to the two injured police officers in the tea room next to him.

The police officer who was helping to hold down the wound only felt a dark shadow covering his head, blocking the light. He raised his head suddenly and realized that it was Batman.

"Batman! Great! You're finally here!" the police officer said in surprise.

At this time, an injured police officer on the ground was shot in the abdomen and bleeding. His partner was holding his abdomen tightly and trying to stop the blood loss. However, he was blocked in the reception room and could not break out and seek help outside the stadium. treatment.

The other one was okay. His legs and arms were shot, and they were wrapped in gauze, and he lost the ability to move.

Bruce took out a small capsule from the small box on his belt and tore open the police officer's clothes. A large penetrating wound on his white abdomen continued to gush out bright red blood.

He unscrewed the capsule and sprinkled the white powder on the seriously injured police officer's abdomen. Then he took out a tape-like object and wrapped it around his waist twice, and the first aid measures were completed.

The white capsule is the latest hemostatic powder developed by Wayne Group's scientific research department, and the tape is a medical tape made with nanotechnology, which is antibacterial and temporarily blocks blood flow.

"Although I gave him first aid, he lost too much blood and was already in a coma. In addition, the situation here is unstable. It is more appropriate for you to send him to the hospital for emergency treatment immediately." Bruce quickly rushed to the two uninjured people. The police officer said.

"Go back the way I came. This way is safer and there are no enemies for the time being."

After speaking, Bruce turned around and left the reception room and continued walking forward.