Chapter 54: 18. The bat is back

It is just an accident that Rachel appeared on Narrow Island.
Although Bruce and Cyber ​​both persuaded her not to go to Narrow Island these days, but because of the inner stubbornness of the Assistant Prosecutor's heart, she came to the narrow island police branch yesterday and tried to be here. Dig more news about the dark forces behind Klein.
Loyalty to duty is a good thing. It is a rule that everyone who has a job should follow. But now, this beautiful rule is dragging Rachel into hell.
At the beginning of the war between mercenaries and shadow warriors, Rachel was staying at the police station to deal with the detained mental illness and lunatics. At the moment when the entire block was suddenly cut off, she instinctively wanted to leave the narrow island immediately. Rachel though There is no super sharp sense like Robin and Bruce, but she is also aware that something is wrong. If it wasn't for the fat sheriff to tell her not to worry, she estimated that this would have already fled the narrow island.
"Stupid guy! Harm others!"
Rachel guarded the two children to run forward quickly, and felt regret in his heart. The confident guy was killed in the first attack of the shadow warrior, and even worse, his death brought Due to the effect of a series of disasters, the police in the whole branch was almost destroyed. She hiding in the cabinet almost watched the black warriors release all the mental illnesses and lunatics in the branch. Those guys have joined them.
"boom"
Just when Rachel was less than 10 meters away from the edge of the pier, a black shadow slammed in front of her and two children, and the three were startled. Rachel looked at the shadow. When she saw a mercenary soldier with her head exploded with bullets, she quickly protected her two children with her body.
The shadow warrior soldier in the black combat uniform noticed Rachel. His black cloth hood only showed a pair of eyes, and there was a cold light shining in those eyes. He raised his pistol smoothly, but was aiming. At that moment, Rachel's left hand protruded from behind, and the muzzle of the tiny lady's pistol burst into a blazing glow.
"boom"
The body of the black warrior shook a little, and there was an incredible light in his eyes, but then he lost all his strength and crooked into the cold water outside the dock.
But the gunshot also attracted the attention of others. Two guys with weapons pointed the gun at Rachel and the two children. The assistant prosecutor's slightly dirty face showed a trace of despair.
But just as the gunshots sounded, a black shadow fell from the sky, and the little boy behind Rachel screamed,
"Batman!"
Rachel sharply raised her head and saw the open arms, slowly falling from the top of the building under the wings that expanded into the shape of a dragon wing. When he reached the thugs, he gathered his wings and carried them to the ground. Cross your hands, six L-shaped blades protrude from the armor, and the left and right touch, the dark blade shines. The two black warriors in black wanted to shoot, holding their arms and screaming and fell to the ground.
"Bang"
So merciless feet kicked on the neck of these two guys, kicked them out, he glanced back at Rachel, and threw his hand to her a bunch of weird car keys with a black bat emblem on it , Looks like a craft.
"The car is in the alley next to it, go quickly! In 15 minutes, the suspension bridge will be put away!"
After talking, he crossed his hands, and there was something like a punch on his fist. Like a tiger entering the forest, he turned to the shadow warriors who were intertwined with the mercenaries. Rachel opened her mouth and wanted to Asked something, but finally clenched her teeth. The determined girl guarded the two children and turned to the side street. She finally turned to look at Batman who had crushed the shadow warriors. guess.
"Must survive!"
"Om"
The loud noise when the Batmobile started made Bruce’s heart settle. Rachel’s position in his heart was absolutely unusual. It was a mixture of love and affection. She left the battlefield safely, and also allowed Bruce to suspend. Put your heart down completely.
"Where is Battier?"
Batman knocked the last soldier who tried to pull out a long knife to the ground, turned around and grabbed the shot. The commander of the unit, Sean, asked aloud that the latter pointed him in a difficult direction.
"On the other side of the station, but there has just been a violent explosion there, I am afraid that the leader has already..."
"It's bad!"
Bruce leaned Sean against the wall. He took the phone from Sean, adjusted the frequency, and said aloud,
"The command code is Black Bat. Now it has taken over the command. Each team reports the situation!"
"The west of Narrow Island is still holding on! The opponent's offensive is fierce, and they began to drive the crazy ordinary people to attack us!"
"The eastern defense of Narrow Island was broken, but we are still holding on, it! Those thick fog turned the civilians here into lunatics, and we are at a disadvantage!"
"Central Station has lost its guard and someone has entered the station! In addition, the fog density here is very high! Request support!"
"The suspension line of the suspension bridge is still intact! Crazy civilians have tried to cross the suspension bridge and have been defeated!"
Batman breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was nothing wrong with the suspension bridge, it was okay for the entire narrow island to go crazy. He thought for a few seconds, and then issued a new order.
"Everyone! Bring your equipment and injured companions and move to the suspension bridge line. The suspension bridge will be closed in 15 minutes. I need you to block all people trying to pass the suspension bridge! These civilians who have inhaled the poison gas must not be allowed to enter Downtown! Local Sheriff Jim Gordon will take full responsibility for the defense of the suspension line!"
"But sir, what about those black warriors?"
Bruce looked up at the narrow island station that had re-lighted the bright sky train, and he said firmly in a hoarse voice.
"Stop them, trap them on the narrow island! As for their leader, leave it to me!"
After talking, Bruce took a syringe-like thing from his belt bag and pierced it into Commander Sean's arm. After a while, the commander regained consciousness.
"Commander, I need you to go to the narrow island suspension bridge to help Sheriff Gordon guard there!"
Bruce grabbed his shoulders, and the eyes under the face mask stared at him, "Don't let your guard down before I come back or the news of victory!"
The pain in Sean’s body was slightly suppressed by the stimulant. He nodded, a trace of sadness flashed in his blood-stained eyes, and then said quickly,
"On the second floor of the security zone next to the station defense line, we have placed some powerful attack weapons there, you will use it."
"Well! Protect yourself!"
Batman stood up, his left hand on the belt behind him, the claw gun fell into his hand, he pulled the trigger towards the roof of the building in front, and then his body seemed to really fly, flying towards the roof in front. Jumping up, with the aid of a flying claw gun and dragon-wing cloak, his phantom posture moved forward quickly in the darkness, and soon approached the narrow island station.
The streets and alleys on the ground are already covered with ordinary people who have been irrationally shocked by the gas of fear. They are like those zombies in the zombie movie who only know to trace fresh flesh, wrestling each other and entering the narrow island. Both the police and mercenaries are equipped with gas masks, but in this case, don’t expect the ordinary police to have any powerful counterattack ability.
Even those heavy-duty policemen wearing heavy bulletproof vests were robbed of their weapons under the impact of civilians who were out of control and then beaten and kicked. Some of the more unfortunate ones were even killed directly.
After ordinary people are hypnotized by the gas of fear, all the things that come into their eyes are twisted. All objects moving around them will be transformed into terrible things in the same stimulated sense. For some people, fear will Destroy everything, but for some people, fear will give birth to new power.
It’s a pity that not everyone has enough will to control this power. Those fiery people wield a variety of weapons in their hands. On the dark streets where electricity has been lost, they roar with various voices. They line up. The chaotic team, rampaged on the street, was led or driven by the black warriors in masks, and finally gathered in all the alleys into a huge, black turbid current.
There are also black warriors riding on panic war horses. These horses were originally mobilized by Gordon to prepare to suppress the rioting gang’s good buddies, but at this time their owners have been killed or crushed. The new evil master is like a medieval knight, manipulating a mad war horse that is also stimulated by fear gas, and trampling in the crowd, turning that terrible chaos into more unbridled.
In the moment when Batman glanced across the dark sky of the narrow island, he looked at everything below, and Cyber's question once again came to his mind.
Just relying on his power, can he really save these civilians suffering in this living hell?
"Boss! The power to the train has been activated! We can leave at any time!"
The samurai in black appeared from the darkness and stood behind Dukkad. He respectfully replied, "Is the instrument now on the train?"
Duchard wore the petite black gas mask on his nose and mouth. He waved his cane sword and said aloud, "Of course, children, aren't we here for this!"
"Take it up, and 20 minutes later, this fallen city will be completely drowned in the destruction that should have come. It is now only one step away from us to light the torch of the civilized civilization...Children, we are about to finish us. Oath!"
Duchard opened his arms, and he stepped up the ascending and descending stairs, as if to embrace the darkness or glory of some existence. Behind him, carefully selected, the best warriors stopped the operation The silver-white instruments lifted up and down the stairs. They are qualified to accompany the great Lars. Al Gore, who has become a spiritual symbolic leader in their history, watching a grand destruction and The beginning of a new life.
They will do it all by hand, which is simply no more glory.
But at the moment when the elevator lifted up, a black shadow descended from the sky with a screaming wind breaking into the ladder that originally supplied the goods.
Duchard looked back and saw the man in black armor, with a bat mask on his head, and a black cloak behind him. This kind of disguise was almost useless in his eyes. He was just mixed with anger. You can see his identity in both eyes.
Ducard froze for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, and looked up and down at Batman standing in front of him.
"My disciple, you seem to have made my description of disguise too literary and dramatized... But you finally chose the bat, and I saw from your eyes what I hope to see, you have A higher pursuit than revenge... this is good, it will be your most important step into the symbol... provided that you don’t die on this path."
His body took a step back, and the four heavily-armed black warriors behind him strode a thousand times, blocking Ducard and Bruce,
"The bat used to be your fear, and now it seems that you want to bring this fear to your opponent... this is good, but let me see if your will can realize the crazy idea in your heart, let Let me see, with Gotham's bet, who of us will win!"
The old gentleman turned around, and he looked at the dark, brightly-lit city, a flash of relief flashed deep in his eyes, followed by a determined will to destroy, his finger waved back, his indifferent voice in It sounded in the dark.
"Kill him!"