Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1353

Mikael's three companions laughed and added, “Don't think of pulling any tricks up your sleeves! Resistance is futile! We can kill you all easily before your reinforcements arrive.” “Be a good boy and hand us the goods. We're not out for blood.” They had expected it to be an easy fight. “Over my dead body! Trying to steal our cargo? You must be joking!” Drakon scoffed. Panthera roared, “That's right! If you want to take our cargo, you'll have to go through us.” The sixteen men in the four squads had mentally prepared themselves for a fight to the death despite realizing that they were no match for their enemies. It would be too late when the reinforcements finally arrived. Their cargo might be gone by then. It was a moment of extreme danger. Lenix complained. “We should've listened to Levi's warning! None of this would've happened if we changed our route!” “He guessed correctly. But how could his guess be anything but pure luck?” Phenix grumbled. “If Levi was so confident, he should've insisted on us changing routes! He relented to our decision in the end! He wasn't sure as well!” “It's all Levi's fault that we took so much damage.” Complaints abounded that instant. Levi's well-meaning advice now painted him as the culprit for their mess. “You're right! That was nothing but a careless comment. Plus, where is he when we need him the most? He can't do sh*t in that wheelchair!” “He's nothing but a burden!” “Listen up! No one is allowed to protect Levi later! I want all eyes on the cargo!” Drakon ordered. “Well, you're headed for your graves!” “Charge!” The Four Devils led their masked underlings in battle. Drakon and his men charged as well, clashing in a fierce battle. The difference in fighting skills between the two parties was painfully obvious. Though they were neck-and-neck with the masked fighters, the threat of the Four Devils loomed over their heads. The enemy put up a strong fight, preventing Drakon and his men from escaping. In other words, death was inevitable for Drakon's side. As their battle intensified, the four men in the Wolf squad were the first to go down, followed by three men in the Dragon squad. The Tiger and Phoenix squads collapsed eventually. Drakon, Panthera, Lenix, and Phenix were the only ones holding the fort, though all four had sustained severe injuries. “Hand us the cargo!” “Why are you still resisting when you've all but lost?” Brett and Horatio approached them menacingly. “Never! We won't surrender it even if it's destroyed!” Drakon bellowed. “Activate its self-destruction mechanism! We can't let it fall into our enemies' hands!” Lenix and Phenix picked up the briefcase in preparation to initiate its self-destruction. Zap! A concealed weapon had struck from nowhere at their wrists. “Argh!” Screams of agony broke out from the crowd. The briefcase fell from Lenix and Phenix's hands. But alas, Drakon and the others had expended the last of their energy. They were easily subdued despite their attempts to stop Mikael from retrieving the briefcase. Sprawled on the ground, the surviving squad members could not even muster the energy to get up. They could only watch as Mikael picked up the briefcase with ease. We lost too quickly, and we didn't buy enough time for reinforcements to arrive. Drakon and his men were utterly dejected as they watched the receding backs of the Four Devils. Their mission had failed miserably. “We got the goods. Let's go!” “Did you ask for my permission before taking the goods?” A voice drifted out from within the car.