Super Detective In The Fictional World Chapter 307
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Chapter 307 Tarantulas In the Front, Black Widows in the Back
These two spiders were different from the spiders outside, and were black widows.
To be more exact, the bodies of these black widows were like round, plump balls, and their limbs were thinner and longer. What Luke had killed in town just now were mostly tarantulas. They were all furry and had thick legs.
Luke wasn’t surprised to run into these two fellows. They were blocking the only way back, and Luke couldn’t go around them.
The moment the two spiders scuttled out, Luke raised his right hand, and the alloy rod that he was holding whistled as he slammed it down on the black widow at the front.
The rod cracked open the spider’s head.
Turning with the rod, Luke stabbed it into the head of the second black widow.
After killing the two spiders, Luke withdrew the rod and rushed off without any hesitation.
He had killed two random black widows, but where were the rest?
Activating his Sharp Nose, Luke grew tense and sped up as he ran back to the shopping center.
He placed Gladys down outside the storeroom and told Samantha via the walkie-talkie to send someone to pick up the old woman.
He then threw some tear gas grenades twenty meters into the cave, before he took out several malleable, clay-like objects.
These were safe plastic explosives that were mostly used in building demolitions since they were smaller in size and easily set up for use in special environments.
After quickly setting up the explosives, Luke hid outside the storeroom and tapped a button on his phone.
A few dull explosions rang out, and part of the cave near the entrance collapsed.
Only then did Luke relax slightly. He checked the situation via the walkie-talkie, and Samantha said that she had already sent someone to get Gladys.
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Luke thought for a moment before he said, “The cave in the basement isn’t safe. It leads to the spiders’ nest, and they came after me just now when they discovered me and Gladys.”
Samantha was alarmed. “Huh? Do you need reinforcements?”
Luke said, “Not for now. I’ve brought the cave down, and they can’t break through for now. But are there any construction materials around here? It would be best that we seal off the old mine for now. Planks and steel bars or wires will do.”
Samantha hurriedly replied that she would have people look for the materials, before Luke switched channels. “Selina, how’s it going on your end?”.
Selina said, “It’s safe for now, but there are too many spiders outside. I’m running out of tear gas grenades, so…” She didn’t say the rest, but Luke understood.
Without the tear gas grenades to control the situation, the spiders would use their numbers to overwhelm the people in the shopping center both physically and psychologically. The defenders here weren’t trained soldiers, but common civilians.
This wasn’t Texas either, which was full of tough, retired veterans. Luke couldn’t place too much hope in the residents here.
Luke said, “I’m on my way. You stay calm and keep them organized.”
At that point, the men whom Samantha had sent arrived.
Luke handed Gladys over to the two middle-aged men, and then rushed up to the second floor.
Sizing up the battle situation for a moment, he quickly joined in and fired a barrage from his M4A1 out the window.
The army of spiders which had been closing in on the shopping center suffered another setback. Multiple giant spiders fell and twitched on the ground.
Luke quickly threw out two tear gas grenades and then gave the rest to Selina, before he whispered in a low voice, “Defend this place. There’s a leak in the basement storeroom that I need to take care of, otherwise more spiders will come through from there.” Picking up the tear gas grenades with an ugly expression, Selina simply nodded.
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If another group of spiders emerged from the cave, she and Luke would probably be fine, but few of the residents, including Samantha’s family, were likely to survive.
Luke secretly stuffed two objects into her hands. “Hide them well. Use them when you must. I can explain them later.”
Watching him leave, Selina looked at the heavy items in her hands, lost for words. Chris gave Samantha flowers; what are these things you gave me?
That was right. Luke had given her two heavy grenades, which could only be used when her life was truly in danger.
Luke was afraid that Selina might run into those gargantuan spiders, which couldn’t be killed easily with a rifle.
But with the grenades, Selina would at least have a chance to escape.
Luke pressed the walkie-talkie and asked, “Samantha, did you find anything?”
Samantha instantly replied, “We tore up some counters, and the sportswear store has plenty of cables. Will they do?”
Luke said, “Yes, have someone move them to the basement. I’ll wait for them there, and be quick.”
Samantha agreed, but couldn’t help asking, “I think everything here belongs to Wade. If we take them like this…”
She was willing to take these things, but she was worried that given the sort of person Wade was, he would use this excuse to coerce the residents into selling the town afterward.
Luke smiled and said, “Don’t worry about Wade. There’s no chance in heaven or hell for him to demand compensation.”
Samantha was confused. “Huh?”
Luke said, “The lord mayor fled into the spiders’ nest and got himself killed.”
Samantha gave a heavy sigh of relief, but sensing that it was inappropriate, she hurriedly changed the subject. “Alright, enough. I’ll get people to send the materials down to the basement soon.”
Luke said, “Okay.” After that, he walked past a few windows again.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! He used up all the bullets in his M4A1 again, killing another ten spiders on top of the pile of spider bodies.
The residents at the windows all looked at him in shock and admiration.
They were by no means bumpkins, but Luke’s shooting skill was too unbelievable.
He had killed more spiders in half a minute than all of them had in a couple of minutes.
A spider would fall after every triple burst of gunfire; no matter if they were climbing or mid-leap, they didn’t escape being blown up.
As he reloaded the gun and ran downstairs, Luke said, “I’ll check the situation downstairs. Just hang in there. Reinforcements will be here in twenty minutes at most.”
All the residents were energized after hearing that.
They were only putting up a resistance now because there was no other way to survive.
If there really was a way out, they would definitely abandon their posts and flee.
But if FBI reinforcements were going to get here in twenty minutes, they had enough courage to endure that long.
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