Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

Kelly raised her hand, clenched it into a fist, and pointed to the safety door on the starboard side.

John motioned for Kelly and Fred to come in. Fred took out the lockpick and opened the security door several times. They ducked in sideways and closed the door.

John, Sam and Linda were waiting outside. A moving object came into their view, and the Spartans quickly grabbed their weapons and prepared to fire.

A robot forklift drove past from a nearby corridor.

The huge cargo door opened with a slight hissing sound, and the light shone in. A team of dockworkers wearing protective suits walked into the cargo hold.

John clutched his MA2B tightly. One of the workers glanced toward the corridor where they were hiding. John bent down, ready

He slowly raised the weapon, without shaking his hands, and aimed at the man's chest. “Always shoot for the center of the target,” Mendez often yelled to them during weapons training sessions. The man stopped, stretched, and continued walking, whistling softly and cheerfully.

Fred and Kelly are back. Kelly opened her hand with her palm up, then clenched it into a fist - she had attached the tracker.

John took his helmet out of his backpack and put it on. He turned on the tracker system and saw blue dots of light lighting up on his view screen. He gave Kelly a thumbs up and took off his helmet.

John put the helmet and MA2B into his backpack, and at the same time motioned to his companions to put away their equipment. They walked out of the rear hatch of the Redden with ease and entered the rebel base.

The port is built into solid rock. The vault is one kilometer high from the ground. Bright lights effectively shine into every corner, looking like some small suns hanging in the sky. There are hundreds of aircraft parked in this cave, including small fighter jets, Gray Fin Basin-class cruisers, cargo rejection ships, and even a captured UNSC Pelican troop carrier. Each ship is held by a mechanical clamping arm mounted on rails. There is a row of large airlock doors along the track. This must be how the Redden came in.

There are people everywhere. Most were workers, some wearing white muslin uniforms. John's first instinct was to run for cover. Everyone here was a potential threat, and he wished he still had his gun in his hand.

He kept calm and walked directly among the strangers. He must set an example for his teammates to imitate. He still remembered the confusion he felt when facing the special forces in the training ground on the Hercules last time, so he knew that his team members would not be able to do what normal people should do when dealing with the locals. reaction.

John walked between dock workers, vendors selling meat skewers, and container trucks driven by robots filled with goods. From time to time, he would cast strange eyes on them - their backs were too straight, and their serious temperament was incompatible with their surroundings. He walked toward a row of double airlock doors mounted on the far rock wall. It read: PUBLIC BATHROOM. Without looking back, he pushed open a door and walked in.

There was almost no one inside. There was only one man humming a tune under the nozzle, and two rebel officials were standing in front of the towel vending machine, both naked.

John led his team to the locker in the far corner and sat down on the bench. Linda sat with her back to them, alert.

So far everything is fine. John whispered. If anything goes wrong, we will retreat separately.

Sam nodded and said: Okay. We already know how to find the colonel. So, who can tell us how to evacuate this big rock after catching him? And return to the water tank of the Redden?

It's too late to go back. Kelly said, We already know that once Colonel Watts disappears, his men will immediately launch a search and inspection.

There's a Pelican in the dock, John said. We can get it. Now let's see how to operate the airlock and those clamping arms.

Sam held up the package of explosives. I know how to open those airlocks gently. Don't worry about that.

Sam's left foot kept tapping the ground. He does this only when he desires action. Fred's hands were clenched into fists. He might have been a little nervous, but he was fine. Kelly frowned, and Linda sat motionless next to her. They are ready.

John took out his helmet, put it on, and checked the tracking system.

Binding 320. John said, It's moving. He put away his equipment and said, Let's start moving too.

They left the bathroom, walked out of the airport, passed through a huge gate, and entered a city. It looked like a valley carved out of the rock, and John could just see the curved top above. There are towering cherry blossoms in the city, apartment buildings, factories, and even a small hospital.

John ducked into an alley, put on his helmet, and activated the tracking system. The target container was placed on a rail truck, sliding silently along the street. Three armed guards stood on it.

The Spartans followed it at a distance.

John began to consider a route of retreat. There are too many people here, too many unknowns. Do the people here have weapons? If a fight breaks out, will they all attack?

Several people were looking at him strangely. Spread out, he whispered to his team. We look like we're on a military parade.

Kelly walked in front at her own pace, Sam trailed behind, and Fred and Linda spread out to the left and right.

The container truck turned a corner and entered a crowded street. It stopped in front of a building. The building is twelve stories high, with each floor having its own terrace. There were two armed guards in white uniforms at the front door.

John guessed this was the barracks.

The three people on the container truck got off and started moving the goods inside.

Kelly glanced at John. He nodded and motioned for her to take action.

Kelly smiled and approached the two guards. John knew that smile did not mean friendly. She smiled because she finally had a chance to test the results of her training.

Kelly waved to the guard and opened the door. A guard stopped her and asked her to show her ID.

She took a step forward, grabbed the opponent's gun, twisted it with her backhand, and then rushed the guard and herself into the door.

The other guard stepped back and faced them with his gun raised. John rushed up from behind him, grabbed his neck, twisted violently, and then pulled the limp body into the door.

There is also a stainless steel door with a card lock at the entrance, and a surveillance camera hangs feebly above Kelly's head. The guard just now was lying next to her feet, and she was running the unlocking software on her tablet.