Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1221 - 397: Limitless War

The time for new recruit troops to reorganize is not much. After briefly familiarizing themselves with the camp location and training, by the third day, David’s squad received a mission to set out to defend and patrol several secondary target points.Unlike players who accept missions at the mission hall based on their mood, David and his team are part of a legitimate military and must fully obey the orders from command headquarters. They are traditional soldiers, not mercenaries.

The speed of mobilization indicates that the front line situation is not optimistic. As the battlefield expands, there are not enough players to deal with the increasing number of enemies.

As far as David knows, the enemy and friendly lines on the entire battlefield are intertwined, with us in you and you in us.

Whoever dares to expose themselves under the enemy’s information network will encounter drones if they stay for three minutes, face enemy fire if they stay for five minutes, and be ready for bombardment if they stay for ten minutes.

The crucial thing is you don’t even know when you’ve exposed yourself.

The actual infantry engagements are pathetically rare, with many on both sides dying without knowing why, mysteriously shot in the head, sent to meet God.

The departure scene was not harmonious. When Mann led his soldiers out of the camp, they saw several off-road vehicles and trucks parked by the roadside, with a few... people? standing by the vehicles.

David didn’t know how to describe what he saw. The heads of those five people were gone, or rather, they shared one head.

Five headless modified bodies stood in a circle, tossing something between them.

A closer look revealed it was a human head.

David breathed a sigh of relief; he thought it was a ball.

No, that’s not right!

Comrades around him were already screaming

"A ghost!!!"

David quickly shouted

"Calm down, it’s just a cyborg."

He recognized the face on the head, having seen it often in his mother’s company.

It was Big-eared Tutu

A well-known mechanic and exoskeleton expert in the mercenary community, rumored to have taken down Adam’s Hammer with several top mercenaries at Yunding, earning fame.

Later, people sought him out for exoskeleton recommendations, but he only advised on second-hand cheap stuff, just enough to meet your needs after overclocking overloads.

As for potential overheating fires, electromagnetic short circuits, and other aftermaths of these issues...

Just ask whether it meets your requirements.

Specializing in having nothing except cost-performance ratio.

Over time, no one sought him out anymore.

Just didn’t expect that over this period, their condition not only didn’t get better but worsened.

"Ah, you’re here."

The soldiers’ screams made the five headless bodies stop their ball game, and a body holding the head spoke

"Sorry, this is my personal training. You know, the battlefield is incredibly dangerous with bullets flying everywhere, so I must always be ready to quickly change bodies."

No

I feel you are more dangerous than the bullets flying on the battlefield!

Fortunately, Tutu behaved rationally, and people around here have mixed in Night City, knowing that these Horizon Mercenaries cannot be seen with a normal person’s worldview, so they quickly calmed down.

"Mr. Tutu, please don’t make such pranks next time."

"Haha."

Tutu chuckled awkwardly. He did intend to tease David a bit, but didn’t expect him to calm down so quickly.

"Get in the car, I must quickly take you there to go familiarize with the road, later we still have to go to Navintura."

Mann said weakly

"Being with you guys, I’ll eventually get a heart attack from the fright."

Before, he thought Pira was already neurotic enough, but compared to these guys, Pira is practically normal.

This group vividly showcases the saying [Safest in danger, most dangerous in safety].

"Hey, you’ll get used to it. There are even more inhuman ones than me. When you see them, don’t blame me for not warning you."

Tutu didn’t mind.

The group boarded the vehicle, and in the rolling carriage, Tutu explained the mission to David and the others.

"Look at your terminal panels, I’ve uploaded the mission info.

Your mission target is a mine, which produces almost a thousand tons of crude ore daily, but it’s relatively far away, so you might encounter infiltrating enemy forces on the way."

Everything can be moved except for the mines themselves.

This isn’t Night City, where mountains of trash can be recycled, and such bulk commodities like ore can’t be shipped away, and the cost of using an airship would be a huge loss.

Cuba needs to become self-sufficient, not constantly receiving blood transfusions from Horizon Corporation, so local mineral resources must be utilized.

"Upon arrival, set up drone stations and network equipment along the route, coordinate with Sky Net monitoring. If abnormalities are detected, don’t rashly engage them, use the network to dispatch drones for reconnaissance, prioritize your safety first."

Mann noticed Tutu’s tone was unusually cautious, a rarity.

Horizon Mercenaries are known for fearlessness, what could possibly make them wary?

"Are those Europeans that formidable? Causing you such trouble."

"Troublesome indeed."

Tutu said

"In terms of combat strength alone, we are not afraid, but they have too many expensive, outrageous optical camouflage devices, nearly every squad has a set, and they are group devices, even blocking infrared detection."