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Chapter 3577: Edge of Tomorrow (34)

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Pamela cleared her throat and said, "Then the two of us are on the same path. The investor behind my plant laboratory suffered heavy losses in this chemical plant attack case. In order to get the next phase of research funding, I have to come over and teach them a lesson."

"Humph, this bunch of idiots really don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth," Talia said, "Our plan reached the final stage, but it was disrupted by them. It caused me to lose a large sum of money and many partners. Since you are also here to find trouble for them, then I think we can cooperate."

"No problem," Pamela nodded and said, "But I heard that you aren't the only one whose business was stolen. You should know the first mercenary, Deathstroke, who was involved in the securities exchange case before, right?"

"Of course, he acted quite neatly. But what happened to him?"

"The Suicide Squad offended him too. I don't know the specifics, but he should also be coming to find trouble for them."

"That has nothing to do with me. Besides, even without you, it wouldn't be difficult for the League of Assassins to solve them."

"You don't know yet, right? This time they found two capable helpers," Pamela shook her head and said, "Two Batmen came from other universes. They reached a cooperation with Waller. If we don't work together, it's really possible to be disrupted by these two guys."

"Batmen from other universes?" Talia frowned. She really didn't have a good impression of the former Batman, Bruce.

"That's right," Pamela said slightly exaggeratedly, "Batmen are all troublemakers. And, I heard that Batman and Superman came together. If we can't beat them, he will call his teammates; can you beat Superman?"

Now Talia's face became ugly. She still had some understanding of Superman. No matter how smart Batman is, he is just an ordinary person. He doesn't have any advantage against ninjas who come and go without a trace. But Superman is different; pinching a ninja to death is like pinching a chick.

"Tell me your plan," Talia said.

On the other side, Deathstroke had already touched near the base. He leaned against the wall by the window and said to Brainiac, "How do you plan to put the camera in? Do you need me to fire a shot?"

"No need. You wait here for a while first. Pamela's side has almost finished talking. When they come over to join you, you can attack together."

Deathstroke nodded, indicating he had no opinion. However, he was also very curious about what method Brainiac intended to use to put the camera on the Suicide Squad members.

About two minutes later, Deathstroke heard the roar of a motorcycle. He thought it was Batman, but when the motorcycle appeared in his field of vision, it had the logo of a noodle shop printed on it.

The motorcycle stopped in front of the yard, and the delivery boy shouted, "Takeout!" Not long after, Deadshot walked out.

"This is your stir-fried noodles," the delivery boy handed the box over and then said, "This is our restaurant's point card. Whether it's dining in or takeout, as long as you collect 10 points, you can eat one for free."

Deadshot took the box from his hand and then took the point card, seeing that seven holes had already been punched in it with a hole puncher.

"Oh, because we ordered seven portions, right?"

"That's right," the delivery boy nodded and said, "If you order three more, you can get one for free."

"Your activity is really good," Deadshot smiled and put the point card in his pocket. Under the sunlight, some of the text on the card flashed with a metallic luster.

After he returned to the house, Deathstroke, who was standing on a tree on the side, jumped down and said, "If Batman knew that you easily let them carry the surveillance device with them, he would definitely think his luck was bad."

"No," Brainiac said, "I don't know if you humans have any unique hobbies. Many parts used in industrial production are made large and cumbersome, but they happen to design cameras to be very advanced, both small and hidden. So this isn't entirely my credit."

Soon Deathstroke heard the sound of a helicopter again. He hurriedly hid in the tree and hid himself. A helicopter with the "FBI" pattern landed next to the house.

The two Batmen got off the helicopter and walked toward the front door of the house. Deathstroke's position happened to be in their blind spot, and they didn't discover the hidden Deathstroke.

Although the camera had been installed, Deathstroke didn't go to look at it immediately. Soon he saw Pamela and Talia walking toward this side under the cover of vines.

"You saw the helicopter too, right?" Deathstroke asked.

Although Pamela came with him, in order not to expose their alliance relationship, she still put on a vigilant look and took the lead in bargaining.

"That's right, and we also saw that Batman chose to join them. You should know how difficult Batman is to deal with. Since you are also here to find trouble for this bunch of people, why don't we cooperate."

Deathstroke put on a hesitant posture, and after a long while, he said, "I'm a mercenary; I don't have that many personal grudges. To tell you the truth, it's my boss who wants to find trouble for them."

"But he shouldn't have stipulated that you must act alone, right? As long as we eliminate them here, you can be considered to have completed the task." Talia said.

"That's right," Pamela echoed, "And this can also help you save a lot of time, especially logistics time."

"You mean you will be responsible for the cleanup?"

"The League of Assassins will clean up the battlefield," Talia didn't hide it either, but said directly, "No matter how many people die, nothing will be left here. You can rest assured."

"Fine," Deathstroke finally nodded and said, "However, regarding the attack tactics, you must listen to me. Otherwise, it will be difficult for us to defeat Batman."

Talia frowned slightly, but Pamela gave her a look and whispered, "He is the world's number one mercenary; he must have some skills. Don't you want to see it?"

Talia finally agreed to Deathstroke's proposal. However, she didn't hand over the command of the ninjas to Deathstroke, but listened to his combat plan first.

Several people began to study the combat plan on the grass behind a bush near the house. Deathstroke spread the previously obtained house structure map on the ground and pointed to several windows:

"Considering that most of their abilities require a sufficiently large and open field to be displayed, we must trap them in the house. First, you have to send people to block this place..."

It has to be said that Deathstroke's tactical level is indeed top-notch. With the floor plan of the combat site and the information on several people, it was like adding wings to a tiger. After some arrangements, even Talia couldn't pick out any faults.

Deathstroke's train of thought is actually very easy to understand. Most of the people in the Suicide Squad have no threat to ninjas who can hide their tracks at any time. For example, Deadshot; he has to aim before firing to hit. If he can't see, then the ability is completely wasted.

The other few people don't have any very special detection functions. If they want to deal with ninjas, they can only adopt large-area group attacks.

But this isn't playing a game where you can turn off friendly fire. To use group attacks to detect the position of ninjas, the environment must be open enough and the formation must be able to spread out. If everyone stands together and you throw a big move, it will really be world-destroying.

So Deathstroke chose to have people block the doors and windows, and then send ninjas to raid and harass. If they want to run out one by one, they will naturally fall into the pile of ninjas; if they hide in the house, they are likely to be painfully hit by friendly forces.

The ninjas are responsible for blocking the doors and harassing, while Pamela and Deathstroke are responsible for killing. The reason for making such an arrangement is naturally because the two of them have selfish motives.

Now it's impossible to determine whether this bunch of people can withstand the ninjas. If Talia were to take action and kill everyone, then Amanda would have nothing to play with and could only go back to her hometown to farm.

If they want Amanda to hire them, they have to achieve wounding but not killing, causing the team to suffer heavy losses and lose combat capability, but they can be made up for by hiring others. That is their opportunity. Therefore, they must hold the initiative of the battle in their own hands.

Talia had no opinion on this. Because it is obvious that the work of blocking doors and harassing is much simpler, while rushing in for close-quarters combat is instead prone to desperate counterattacks, leading to heavy losses. It's better to leave it to outsiders.

The ninjas acted step by step, and people were ambushed in front of the doors and windows. Deathstroke went around to the window in the back, while Pamela came directly to the front door.

She came to the yard gate and pressed the doorbell. She could see shadows flickering inside the window; it seemed someone got up and wanted to open the door, but another shadow stopped him.

"Batman's vigilance is indeed good," Pamela whispered, "But this is of no use."

After speaking, she stretched out one hand, and a vine directly shattered the window. She herself also climbed over from outside the yard wall, waved her hands forcefully forward, and countless thick vines broke through the ground, directly wrapping the house tightly.

The house was immediately in chaos. Black smoke kept rising; it should be ninjas rushing in to harass. Pamela jumped in from the shattered window, and a cold-flashing boomerang flew past her ear.

Pamela looked up; a man was standing on the second floor, with two other boomerangs in his hands, looking like he was about to throw them.

Suddenly, the flowers in the flowerpot on the second-floor balcony moved violently, directly dragging the flowerpot and flying over.

Bang!

A flowerpot smashed heavily on the back of the boomerang captain's head, knocking him down from the second floor, falling to the first floor, and also hitting the witch who had just set her posture and was preparing to use magic.

The witch was thin to begin with and was not the type good at close-quarters combat. Although the boomerang captain wasn't overweight, he was a grown man after all. Falling from two or three meters high and smashing onto the witch directly broke her ribs.

"Uh!!" The witch let out a scream.

But the others had no time to care about her. Because at this time, Deathstroke also rushed in from the rear window and fired a burst at the figures in the center of the living room. Batman fired two bursts.

The first one hit was Slipknot, who was closer to the rear window. He was eating stir-fried noodles and didn't even have time to take the rope. The bullet went straight into his chest, and he lay on the ground bleeding profusely; not long after, there was no sound.

Following closely was the boomerang captain who had just climbed up from the ground, who was also hit from the back and lay on the ground. The witch seemed to have some magical abilities, and the bullet didn't hit her, but the fire suppression caused her to hide behind the sofa in embarrassment and not dare to come out.

Batman's reaction was the fastest of everyone. When the window was shattered, they found cover—it's just that the direction was wrong. The one who rushed in from the front didn't have a gun. Deathstroke fired from the rear, and Batman's shoulder was also hit by a bullet.

Because Deadshot was standing close enough to the door and there were large items like sofas blocking the front, he wasn't swept by the fire at the first opportunity. After he reacted, he raised his gun to aim, but Deathstroke caught a time difference. After he swept a burst, he rolled out the window directly. When Deadshot turned the muzzle to face Pamela, the target was no longer in range.

By the time he turned the muzzle to face Pamela, Pamela had already rushed to the second floor under the cover of bullets.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 3578 =====

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