Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

The surroundings were filled with water vapor, and the deafening sound of the waterfall rang in my ears.

The air suddenly became fresh, and Tommy felt as if his face was buried in a piece of soft soil. He raised his head, wiped his eyes with his arms, and then looked into the distance: towering waterfalls, vast forests, and A majestic canyon - this is the Spartan training base of Reach.

Tommy, why are you lying on the road? The tall, strong man ran towards Tommy. He helped Tommy up and patted the dirt on his body.

Tommy looked at him carefully, with deep eyes and straight nose - he was John, the leader of the Spartan team.

What's wrong? Why are you staring at me? John showed a puzzled expression, and then smiled, The helmet is quite boring, let me take it off for you.

He raised his hand to take off the helmet on Tommy's head, but Tommy clearly remembered that he was not wearing a helmet when his face was buried in the soil.

Tommy! Don't let him take off your helmet!! A clear female voice came from the distance. Tommy subconsciously followed the instructions and quickly grabbed John's hand to prevent him from taking off his helmet.

Tommy, it's going to be really hard to wear a helmet all the time. John's smile began to look weird, an expression that would never appear on John's face.

Tommy ignored him and turned to look in the direction where the female voice came from - a beautiful girl wearing a white UNSC Marine Corps combat uniform with long blond hair was running towards him, her pretty brows were furrowed, and her face was full of expressions. She shouted something to him anxiously.

Tommy was startled for a moment, isn't this Ellie? When can artificial intelligence become human?

Ellie quickly ran to Tommy's side, raising her arms and shouting: Wake up!

Fiery hands slapped Tommy hard on the neck.

Ye's Building, 51st floor.

Sparks bloomed on the back of his neck, and Tommy's eyes in the helmet suddenly opened. Then he took a deep breath, then grabbed the mechanical arm that was pulling his helmet outward and tore it into pieces.

[I finally woke up. If a dignified Spartan warrior died here, he would be laughed at. ] Ellie breathed a sigh of relief. She almost thought Tommy was going to be killed by the robot remains here.

[Thanks, Ellie. ] He straightened his helmet and picked up the M45 shotgun.

[Looking for Prado, several soldiers headed towards the crash site. 】The navigation point pops up, pointing to a place with fire in the distance.

Tommy strode towards his destination, sizing up this place along the way - a mechanical graveyard where broken parts were densely piled up. The dying robots were rolling, twitching and squirming like a piece of struggling ashes. Black maggots, all living things that fall here will be devoured by them.

As Tommy got closer, the gunshots became louder and louder, and continuous red light spots swirled into the heads of the blue-eyed soldiers, harvesting them quickly.

Prado leaned against the floating car that was emitting black smoke, and kept shooting into the sky with the automatic weapon in his hand. He closed his eyes in fear, and his hand that squeezed the trigger kept shaking. The bullets that were fired automatically would aim for him and eliminate the marked enemies.

Tommy strode close to the blue-eyed soldiers, knocked them over with a few shots, and then took his finger off the trigger with Prado's blind bullet.

It's time to go, time waits for no one. The Spartan warrior helped the brave young man and pulled him away from the float vehicle.

Huh~ Where should we go? Prado looked pale and took a long breath, as if he wanted to blow out all the fear in his heart.

Upstairs. Tommy looked towards the stairs not far away. According to the information previously obtained in the black truck, Bullback is on the 52nd floor.

The two of them went up the stairs and came to an open area.

There is nothing here except a gray door connecting the left and right glass walls. The door has a metallic texture and is engraved with complex patterns, forming clouds one after another.

Tommy approached the door and hammered the door hard with his hand, making a muffled sound - the door was at least half a meter thick and made of alloy. Even with an anti-material sniper rifle, it would take a long time to hit it.

Prado, stand back. He reached for the plasma grenade on his waist, planning to melt the door with high temperature.

What are you going to do? Prado retreated to the glass curtain wall. What this cyber demon would do later would definitely be quite powerful.

Tommy didn't answer him, and pressed his finger on the orange button on the plasma grenade.

The Geiger-Miller counter built into the armor suddenly made a loud clicking noise, and the red warning light in the helmet was lit by Ellie. Then the armor lock attachment was activated without warning, and a white light covered the Thor's Hammer surface.

Boom! The violent explosion pushed Tommy several meters away, and the fire came from the door.

The glass curtain wall was shattered by this blow, and the pouring rain poured in like a flood.

The raindrops hit the huge figure by the door, outlining a suffocating and terrifying outline. It is more than three meters tall, with blue eyes shining brightly. Its whole body is covered with brass-colored alloy steel plates. It has a grenade launcher in its left hand and a rotating machine gun in its right hand. A long bullet chain is dragged on the ground, and its back is covered with It has rockets - it is a humanoid tank on the battlefield.

I admire you for coming this far for her, but your journey ends here. A synthetic electronic voice sounded from its belly, and it was unclear whether it was a male or a female voice, 'Yama,' this will be your death. The last name I heard before.

The sound of air leakage came, and Tommy turned his head to look, only to see a large piece of sharp glass pierced deeply into Prado's neck. His trachea was cut open, exposing the white cartilage inside. Pink foam overflowed from the tracheal incision and dripped on the black and red chest tissue exposed due to burns.

Bright red arterial blood spurted out from the ruptured carotid artery one after another in time with the rhythm of the heartbeat, flying into the air, mixing with the rain, and then covering the ground. The heat burned through him.

Prado held his neck, trying to block the ruptured carotid artery, but to no avail. The remaining eyeball, containing complex emotions, turned to Tommy. He opened his mouth, but only more dark red blood filled his mouth and dripped down the corners of his mouth. Finally his eyes became lifeless - he died.

Tommy looked away, but only felt a little sad. He hung the shotgun back on his back and took off the behemoth anti-material sniper rifle.

Don't feel sorry for him. The machine gun barrel in the giant robot's hand began to rotate. You will soon follow in his footsteps.