The captain had always thought Aron was a little off. A screw loose. Too calm, too collected, like a man who didn't register danger the way normal people did.
But now?
Watching him charge straight in, running directly at a mountain of muscle that barely resembled a man?
Yeah. No doubt about it. Aron was absolutely insane.
They'd already seen rubber bullets bounce off this guy's skin like foam pellets. Multiple tasers had fired, full contact, full voltage, and it had done nothing. Sure, every now and then you heard about someone resisting a taser, but not like this. Not all of them. Not every time.
This wasn't resistance. It was immunity.
The rest of the squad was trying to regroup, trying to fall back, anything to avoid being steamrolled.
Then one of them pulled out a heavy-duty net launcher, a high-powered model designed to immobilize wild animals, even tigers. The steel mesh net was laced with tension lines, strong enough to crush someone if fired right.
