Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

In the early morning, heavy rain swept across the city, and high-rise buildings were swaying in the rain.

In an alley somewhere in Night City.

Why?! Why didn't you protect her?! The black muzzle was pointed at Tommy, Prado roared at the top of his lungs. The once dazzling blond hair was now as dull as earth, hanging down on both sides, and his bloodshot eyes were transparent. He stared at Tommy through his hair.

Tommy said nothing and turned his back to him, his gun wet with rain glowing with a dangerous sheen.

I'm going to Ye's Building.

Prado was startled, then lowered his head so that people could not see his eyes clearly. Water drops dripped from his hanging hair, and it was unclear whether they were tears or rain.

I'm going too. He raised his head again, his eyes bright, I'm going on my 'Miandiao' military aerial vehicle. I'm going to tear them apart with my own hands!

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The outskirts of Night City.

David and Lucy sat side by side on a boulder. Rain clouds with lightning and thunder in the distance enveloped the Night City, but this had nothing to do with them.

Do you still feel like you are being hunted now? David turned his head slightly and asked her.

I don't think so. Living in Night City is too comfortable, and the awareness of crisis has been reduced a lot. Lucy lowered her head and said with a smile on her lips.

David's left arm suddenly trembled, and he reached out to grab it.

that hand

It's nothing, it will be fine in a while.

You haven't changed at all. You live for other people's dreams. Her eyes dimmed.

A bright light flashed in the distance, attracting their attention.

Beside the high-rise building with all-glass curtain walls, a floating car was approaching rapidly. A star-like yellow interference barrage hung behind the car. It swayed left and right from time to time to avoid the rockets that were speeding towards it.

Incredible manipulation skills. Lucy murmured.

Pieces of rockets were fired, and the aerial vehicle rotated violently and performed a roller maneuver. The rockets passed by like locusts.

What are they doing? David asked confused.

Reality soon told them the answer - the aerial vehicle plunged into the glass exterior wall of the high-rise building, and flames suddenly burst into the sky.

——

The float car broke through the rain curtain, and the searchlight below hit the car like waking up a sleeping beast.

Prado held on to the hatch handle and held up a smart assault rifle produced by Kangtao in his right hand. He looked down at the colorful night city below and felt a sense of generosity in dying.

Prado, fasten your seat belt, we are about to approach the airspace of their air defense system. Tommy pulled Prado back and threw him back into his seat.

[I propose that I drive this car. Human reaction speed is too slow. ] Ellie's voice sounded.

【please. 】

The float car paused for a moment, and then the speed increased sharply. Prado was stuck to the back of the chair and could not move.

Suddenly, the red warning light in the car started flashing and the infrared warning device beeped.

Sit tight! We are locked! Ellie's urgent shout came from the speaker in the car.

Prado was startled by the sound, and just as he opened his mouth to speak, the rapid descent of the car caused his mouth to shut suddenly.

Tommy held on to the handle and stuck his head out, only to see a continuous stream of rockets fired from the anti-aircraft turret on the roof of the building, trailing narrow tail flames and quickly followed. The float vehicle quickly sprayed out a burst of interference bombs, but it was a drop in the bucket in the face of a huge number of rockets.

Then there was a spin, and Tommy tried hard to stabilize his body in the almost uncontrollable rotation of the central axis, and the overwhelming group of rockets passed by.

Tommy! The performance of the floating car is not enough. I can't dodge some of the shots!

The Spartan reacted quickly, reached out and pulled out the sniper rifle from his back, took a step back and then ran forward. He held the door handle with his left hand, jumped out of the aero vehicle and made a circular motion in the air.

Rockets flashing red were flying towards him, and Tommy could almost read the words written on them.

The crosshair on the head-up display was aimed at the flying object, and then four shots were fired with a bang. The flying rockets exploded in the air, illuminating the surrounding buildings.

Tommy looked around, then breathed a sigh of relief, and used his left arm to pull himself up.

At this time, a rocket suddenly came out of the blind spot and hit the engine of the float vehicle with a bang. It suddenly lost power and crashed towards the 51st floor of the building under the control of Ellie.

Got it! Let's dive in!

There was a deafening explosion, and Tommy was thrown out.

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Ye's Building, 27th floor.

Report, this floor has been cleared. Riley threw the head of a blue-eyed soldier aside and reported to his superiors through the communication.

There is no blood flowing out of the blue-eyed soldier's head, and the wires exposed at the break are flashing with sparks - the blood they have seen since arriving here comes from teammates, and every enemy is like a cybermaniac.

Received, your next task is to find a room where the hostages are held. The door should be easy to recognize. According to the intelligence section, the hostages inside are high-value targets and are not allowed to be shot at will. the superior replied.

A recognizable door? Riley glanced around, seeing nothing but the fallen blue-eyed soldier and the bare walls.

Captain, there seems to be something glowing in the corner ahead. Matt pointed to the corner in front that was hidden by darkness. If it weren't for the sudden fluorescence, they wouldn't have noticed it for a while.

Riley made a gesture, and the four team members set up their guns and passed him, slowly walking towards the corner.

Matt leaned his head over to make sure it was safe, then turned his head and said, Captain, it's a door.

Riley nodded, and the five people immediately leaned against the door one after another. There was a rustling movement inside the door, and the pattern of curled spaghetti on the door emitted a little light, illuminating their faces.

You just heard that the hostages are inside. Riley leaned down slightly, Use the new gadget you just installed, the dagger, to fight. Don't hurt the hostages.

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

Follow my instructions. Riley raised a hand and waved it down.

Bang! The door was kicked open, crossing a semicircular arc and hitting the walls on both sides.

The five people turned into afterimages, flashes of lightning scattered at several key points in the room.

Confirm it's safe! Matt shouted. Only then did he have time to take a good look at the room - the lead walls were emitting cold light, and surgical instruments connected to wires hung from the tall pure white mechanical crane arms. Under the instruments were Rows of operating tables, with people lying on them

Oh my God! Matt looked straight at him.

Senior officials and congressmen who often appeared in the news were lying on the stage in a row, their skulls were lifted aside, and the meninges were stuck to the bald scalp next to them, revealing the empty skull cavity. Directly opposite is an uncovered glass jar filled with pink tissue fluid, in which the brains of these people are soaked.

The rustling sound of mechanical operation filled the whole room. The surgical instruments continuously cut open the sulci and gyri of the brain, and then inserted the neural link reshaping pulser like a miniature electric shock rod into the exposed cerebral cortex. A faint blue light glowed, and then the robot sprayed a layer of milky white biological foam on the cut cortex. Finally, the robot hand carefully picked up the brain from the tissue fluid and gently put it back into the cranial cavity.

The needle and thread that had been waiting aside for a long time started to move, and they quickly sewed up the severed nerves and blood vessels, twisted the meninges on one side and laid them on, then stuck the skull back, making a clicking sound, and finally rotated the beautiful ones. Vertical mattress stitching and interrupted stitching finish it off to tie everything together.

Sir, what should we do next? Riley opened the communication, recorded the scene in front of him and sent it to him, and asked his superior.

. There was silence on the other side.

Don't move! Matt raised his gun and shouted at a bald congressman who had just sat up. The antibiotic solution on his scalp had not yet dried up, and his brain had just been put back into the cranial cavity.

The bald congressman didn't seem to hear anything. He got out of bed with dull eyes and walked straight to the door.

The congressman was so powerful that no one could bear the responsibility for hurting him, so for a while everyone just stared at him walking by in a daze.

Boom! There was an explosion from upstairs, and the floor beneath his feet shook.

What happened? Riley shouted to his team.

Team D, an unknown person drove the 'Crown Eagle' float vehicle into the building. Your mission content has changed. This is handed over to the trauma team. You all go to the 43rd floor and destroy the target signal repeater. If you encounter an intrusion Kill them on the spot! The superior's reply came belatedly.