The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1132 Emergency Situation
The dilapidated car hovered in the air. After the safety door located under the car opened, the four turtles and Dr. Fuchstodd slowly descended to the ceiling near the sunroof with the help of safety ropes.

Once all the members had landed, Donatello took out a palm-sized mechanical turtle from his bag, exchanged a glance with Leonardo, and after the latter nodded, he placed the mechanical turtle on the glass of the skylight.

Once the mechanical turtle was placed on the glass, it immediately stuck to it. Donatello lightly tapped the shell, and the mechanical turtle immediately transformed, its head extending about a meter deep into the glass.

After pausing for a second or two, the turtle's head spat out a diamond and then quickly drew a circle on the glass with its body as the center.

Donatello grabbed the turtle's body and pulled hard, managing to rip the mechanical turtle and the piece of glass it had just cut off off its grip.

Leonardo followed closely behind, sticking his head into the skylight and looking down at everything inside the laboratory.

Inside, apart from two armed soldiers guarding the entrance, the other soldiers moving things around the lab were unarmed, not to mention the researchers in white coats.

Leonard quickly counted; there were ten people in the lab, including eight soldiers, two of whom were armed, and two researchers who, judging by appearances, posed no significant threat.

Even so, they shouldn't be underestimated. After all, if they're not good with their hands and feet, they still have their mouths. As long as they can make noise, they can act as an alarm to attract the soldiers outside.

Leonardo pulled his head back, explained the situation in the room to the others, and then began assigning tasks.

The first thing to deal with is naturally the two armed soldiers at the door. They are positioned at the door and can have a general view of the entire laboratory. As long as these two are there, whatever they do will be discovered.

Then came the remaining six soldiers who acted as porters, and then the two researchers.

Upon hearing this, Donatello took out two blowguns from his satchel. These were tranquilizer darts favored by the Bigfoot Ninjas. The Turtles, having frequently dealt with them, had naturally acquired quite a few of the Bigfoot Ninjas' weapons.

Otherwise, how could a bunch of amphibians living in the sewers, who have no easy way to trade with humans, have amassed such a fortune?

They had a whole bunch of these blowguns at home, but before they came to Hahaby by accident, they wanted to save their teacher Split.

To sustain them, they needed to infiltrate an alien base that was ostensibly a human company. This was a stealth mission, so they naturally needed to travel light. To make room for other tools, they only brought two blowguns.

Good steel should be used on the blade, so these two blowguns should naturally be used on the two soldiers with guns.

Upon seeing the two blowguns, Leonardo nodded, and with that, everything was ready.

Donatello and Leonardo, each holding a blowgun, used suction cups to climb to the laboratory ceiling. Michelangelo and Raphael did the same, except they climbed onto the heads of the porters.

Both sides are in position, waiting for the order.

"Whoosh!"

Under Leonardo's silent command, Donatello and he fired their blowguns almost simultaneously, both of which sliced ​​through the air and struck the soldiers in the necks.

"Hmm? Oh..."

The two soldiers only had time to utter a question before they staggered and fell to the ground, which was tantamount to the signal to start the mission. Raphael and Michelangelo acted simultaneously.

The two swiftly dispatched the six soldiers, and in just over ten seconds, only the four turtles and two researchers remained standing in the room.

The two men were engrossed in their computer work, organizing Dr. Fuckey's research data, so absorbed that they didn't even notice Raphael walking up behind them. Seeing this, Raphael turned around, gave his three brothers a helpless shrug, and then reached out and grabbed the heads of the two researchers, one on each side, before unleashing a powerful skull-crushing strike.

"boom!"

After a muffled thud, the two researchers passed out before they could even let out a scream.

Raphael clapped his hands as if brushing off dust, then said, "It's all taken care of."

Seeing this, Leonardo called out to Dr. Fuckey Todd outside the sunroof, who then lowered himself to the ground with a safety rope.

"Oh, you guys are really good. I didn't even have time to react before you took care of them all."

Faced with Dr. Faucitod's compliment, Michelangelo puffed out his chest and boasted.

"Of course, we're professionals. Even the Big Foot Gang has fallen to us."

"I'm sorry, but since I don't know the Foot Clan, I can't comment on this," Dr. Fuckey Todd said bluntly. "Alright, time waits for no one; I must immediately begin constructing the time-space transporter."

Dr. Fuckey Todd bypassed the soldiers who were lying on the ground and being lulled to sleep, and in a few steps came to a machine that looked like a generator on Earth.

"Thankfully, these clumsy guys haven't taken this thing apart yet." Dr. Fuctod breathed a sigh of relief.

“What is this?” Raphael asked.

“This is the so-called time-space teleporter.” Dr. Fukittod bent down and began operating the machine. “I stopped developing the teleporter after General Bran told me his idea.”

"But how could an inventor so easily destroy his own invention? So I modified the prototype I left in the lab into a generator. Luckily, those idiots didn't notice."

"That's why I say I can build a teleporter in just one or two hours."

“I understand.” Donatello clapped his hands. “You already had this machine; you just need to modify it back.”

“Yes, that’s right,” Dr. Fukittod replied without turning his head. “It seems I’m faster than I thought. Selbert’s body is much stronger than mine; I don’t even need to reach for those tools.”

As he spoke, Dr. Fuckey Todd's hands transformed into a series of tools, which is why he invented the assistant robot Selberta, a versatile tool.

"At this rate, I could even revert it back to normal in just thirty minutes."

"That's wonderful." Leonardo nodded with a smile; this was one of the few pieces of good news they had received in a while.

"boom!"

Just then, a loud bang came from outside the laboratory. Before the turtles could figure out what was happening, the laboratory wall shattered with a crash.

(End of this chapter)