My code name is Green Bull

The large force quickly arrived at the location Spangdyne said, but they were already late because their surveillance targets had all fled.

"Where did they escape to?" Spandaine shouted angrily at his subordinates.

"Those people fled in scattered directions. After we took action, we only caught a few people."

"Trash, they are all a bunch of trash. Where are the people who were caught? Did they find out anything?"

"A total of eight people were captured, five of them were killed for resisting, and three others were tortured."

"Don't talk nonsense, just tell me what I want to know."

"There are five archaeological teams in total. They have discovered our tracking and are now spreading out, preparing to ferry away from the island."

"Fortunately, I was well prepared and guarded all the ports."

After Spangdain got angry, he looked at Nowell: "Lieutenant General Nowell, we don't have enough manpower, we need to ask you to take action."

Norvell nodded and said, "I can let people chase them, but the problem is, we don't know those people."

Spangdine said in a deep voice: "I can let my people follow your team, and at this time those people will definitely go to the port as soon as possible, ready to escape to the sea. As long as we follow these directions, plus Those who stay in the port will definitely be able to catch them.”

"Okay, I will divide the soldiers into several teams and track them separately, and let your people follow." Nowell made a decision.

The naval force of hundreds of people was immediately divided into five parts, and Jon also led a team independently. Among the several team leaders, he had the lowest rank, and the others were all school-level officers.

I don’t know if Nowell deliberately took care of Jon. Among the fifty men given to him, the one with the highest military rank was Pemberton. The rest of the soldiers were not high-level. He was probably afraid that Jon’s military rank was too low and he would not be able to hold down his rank. Taller than him.

Jon didn't hesitate. He led a team of fifty people and chased in one of the directions. Following him were two westward turning men from CP9.

Looking at the two CP9 members following him, Jon couldn't help but shake his head.

I don’t know if Spangdine’s level is low or something. He feels that these people are not as good as those decades later. After tracking for so long, he doesn’t even know the specific situation of the target, and he doesn’t know what happened. investigating.

"I'm pretty good at finding people."

Jon didn't expect the CP9 intelligence officers to help him. Although he didn't know the specific people he was looking for, according to Spangdyne, those people had just left not long ago and should not have traveled too far.

Thinking of this, Jon immediately activated his knowledge and domination, and instantly, countless noisy voices sounded.

It is not that simple to master the Haki of knowledge and color, because the stronger the Haki of knowledge and color means the sharper the perception. Once it is turned on, all kinds of sounds will flood into the mind.

Just like during the war, Kebi suddenly awakened to the domineering power of knowledge and knowledge, and the loud noise almost drove him into madness.

Jon's domineering power was countless times stronger than that of the newly awakened Kerby, so he heard more sounds.

But over the past ten years, he has long been accustomed to these sounds, and when he does not need them, he can block his powerful perception ability, so that he will not be bothered by the noisy sounds around him;

Otherwise, hearing so many voices all the time will drive even the strongest person crazy.

Ignore the random noises and start looking for your goal.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and sighed, it still didn't work.

Originally, he expected to find the target through the sound of breathing. Because the target started to run away, he would definitely be nervous about running, and his breath would appear disordered. It would be easier to find the target due to the crowds of panic.

But what he thought was still too simple. After all, seeing, hearing, color, and haqi were not omnipotent. He heard too many voices, from humans, animals, and others.

It is not that simple to distinguish clearly. This is a search that consumes extremely mental power and takes a certain amount of time. It is difficult for him to find his target among countless voices in a short time.

After a quick chase for more than twenty minutes, the intelligence officer who was following Jon suddenly pointed forward and shouted: "That's him. He was the person I was monitoring before."

At this time, Jon and the others happened to reach the downtown area of ​​the street, and the intelligence officer pointed at a man more than a hundred meters ahead.

After the man discovered Jon and the other marines, he accelerated suddenly, ran into an alley, and quickly disappeared.

"Pepperton, let our people disperse and search the people around. I will chase that person."

After saying that, Jon accelerated and rushed forward.

Pemberton, the CP9 intelligence officer, ordered: "Look to see if there is anyone else."

Jon's speed was very fast. The man who was discovered wanted to use the alleyway to escape, but after he turned around a few times, he looked up and found that there was another person in front of him.

The coat of justice fluttered in the wind, and Jon, wearing a standard navy uniform, stood in front.

"You can't escape."

The man's expression changed, and then he asked: "You are a navy, why are you blocking my way? I am not a wanted criminal."

"I know you are not a wanted criminal, but my mission is to capture you archaeologists."

"I don't know what you are talking about. I am not an archaeologist. You have the wrong person."

Jon was noncommittal and suddenly used his shaver. He was in front of the man in an instant and grabbed his wrist.

"You can't draw your gun in front of me."

The wrist grabbed by Jon made the man wail in pain. There happened to be a pistol under his hand.

"I didn't want to draw my gun. You misunderstood me. Let me go."

The man struggled hard, but with his little strength, how could he possibly break free from Jon's control.

"You are a navy, why do you do this to me, an innocent citizen, you are committing robbery."

Jon said calmly: "Whatever you say, the order I received is to arrest the archaeologists, and I suspect you are. If you are really innocent, you should cooperate with our navy's investigation, and you will receive a fair verdict." , instead of resisting like this.”

The man yelled angrily: "You are just a group of executioners. Any fair judgment can only deceive those ignorant people."

"Tsk, look, isn't this just asking for trouble?"

Green suddenly appeared in Jon's hand, and then vines appeared, tying the man up tightly.

"If you have any grievances or dissatisfaction with me, you will have the opportunity to complain. Of course, the premise is that you are still alive."

After saying that, Jon shook his head slightly. He didn't think that this person could survive if he fell into the hands of CP9. Not to mention that he was an archaeologist. Even if he wasn't, those people would probably make the mistake.

"Let me go, let me go."

The man was still struggling fiercely, but the rattan was extremely tough, so he couldn't break free.

Thanks to Wasteland Law for the 500 point reward and Adan AJT for the reward! Adding another chapter today.