Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

Under a clear sky, three Pelican troop carriers flew across the blue sea, stirring up a spray of white water.

In the cargo bay, five orbital airborne commandos were checking their weapons.

No. 2, do you still remember the content of our mission? Sergeant Kelvin asked Corporal Aurora sitting opposite him.

Corporal Aurora has short, lean hair with dots of light freckles near her cheekbones. She always speaks very quietly, and every time Sergeant Kelvin hears her voice, he will wonder how she passed the hellish training of ODST in the first place.

Sir, I'm not stupid. Corporal Aurora cleared her throat, Kill the target person 'Arasaka Saburo', right?

Hidden Fox No. 1 nodded. It seemed that she still had some memory, but when she thought about entrusting her life to her, she still felt worried - Corporal Aprila was a field medic.

We can't let other teams look down on us, at least we can't be the last to complete the mission. Tibetan Fox 4, Corporal Tony Cecilia twisted the knob of the SRS99 sniper rifle to calibrate the scope.

The Yongzhu dispatched several teams of hell paratroopers to various large monopoly companies. Their tasks were different, but they were all aimed at rebuilding the order of Anshan. Marines from the armored forces and other units cleared the obstacles on their way. .

Leo, tell me something, no girl will like you if you are always bored here. Hidden Fox No. 5 patted the big black man next to him, but his eyes kept wandering between Hidden Fox No. 2 and No. 4 .

There's nothing to say. Complete the mission, then go back and wait for the next mission. Tibetan Fox 3 glanced at Corporal Cecilia, then loaded the barrel assembly into the M41-SPNKR rocket launcher, making a click sound.

Corporal Leo Alexander is the team's fire support man. The powerful firepower he carries gives the team anti-armor capabilities.

Soon after, two Long Sword interceptor aircraft roared past both sides of the Pelican troop carrier, leaving a few cloud-white contrails. Then there was a series of rumbling explosions, and flames shot into the sky.

Tibetan Fox Team, check the weapons and equipment again, we are about to land!

The trousers-like building of the Arasaka headquarters zoomed into the field of vision. The heat wave after the bombing hit their faces, and the nostrils of the hell paratroopers were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder smoke.

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Arasaka Research Center.

The walls of the once bright institute were covered with black marks left by grenades and dense bullet holes. Noisy shouts, screams and gunfire echoed inside the room.

Bang! The pressure door of the R-7 research room was blown open by a small but highly accurate door-breaking explosive, and a black muzzle protruded from the crack.

Don't shoot, we are not a threat! A researcher wearing glasses and a white coat raised his hands in the air and shouted in panic. A group of colleagues dressed similarly squatted beside him.

Sergeant, arrange for your people to take them away. Tommy said to the Marine next to him.

As you command, sir.

Marines filed in and took the researchers away from the institute.

Tommy put back the M45 shotgun and walked into the laboratory.

This laboratory is no different from all the laboratories I have passed before: the desks are arranged in an orderly manner, the chemical reagents in bottles and jars are placed in the cabinets, and the spectrophotometer on the iron shelf is the most eye-catching one in the center. That dark experimental bench.

On the experimental table covered with black rubber is placed a glass jar filled with transparent buffer solution. Inside the jar is a pink brain connected by several cables. A group of cables of different colors extends from the glass tank and divides into two branches about half a meter later. One is connected to the computer, and the other is connected to a transparent cylindrical vessel about 40 centimeters high. There is a blue cylinder lying in it. color chip.

Ellie lifted the hardware protection of the chip, and the small window on the cylindrical vessel slid open with a squeak.

Tommy took out the chip and looked at it carefully. It has a pattern similar to another chip obtained in the Arasaka Tower underground data center - triangles, straight lines and circular symbols of unknown meaning are scattered on its surface.

[Do you know what these chips are for, Ellie? 】

Tommy felt his thinking slow down slightly, then regain its previous agility.

[The research data here tells me that it is used to house the personality consciousness. ] Ellie previously traveled through the computer system of this research institute and had transferred all useful data to her memory.

[Personal consciousness? ] Tommy looked at the brain in a vat, [They stuffed human brains into these biochips? 】

[Yes, but I think the origin and potential of these biochips is much more than that. The materials used to make these chips have no corresponding matches in my database. 】

Ellie has very high authority within the ONI system. What she said means that such material has not been mentioned in all public and most confidential documents of human civilization.

[The red one contains Saburo Arasaka, whose cage is this one? 】The blue old man’s shadow is still vivid in his mind.

[Johnny Silverhand. 】

The burning taste of tequila and chili seemed to emerge from his tongue again. Tommy didn't expect to meet this Night City legend again in this way.

[Why did Arasaka imprison these people’s consciousnesses? Torture them? Tommy put the blue chip under the light and looked at it carefully. The lines on it were only partially reflective, creating a strange outline.

[No, in their vision, when this biochip is inserted into the neural interface of a brain-dead patient, the consciousness in the chip will change the patient's brain structure to achieve personality coverage. 】

Is this a transfer of personality or a copy of personality? Is the person who has been reborn the original body or someone exactly like the original body? Tommy had no way of knowing.

The UNSC does not need such strange gadgets for the time being, but it will hand over these deviated scientific and technological data to the scientific researchers of the Military Intelligence Agency, and they will learn from them something useful to win this war.

【I have a bold idea. 】

Ellie's voice made Tommy's movement of putting the chip into his pocket pause in the air.

[Almighty Ellie, please tell me what you think. 】

Her clear and melodious laughter rang in his mind, and Tommy felt as if he was smelling the fragrance of jasmine.

[Based on the existing experimental data and the special material of the biochip, I can modify its program to change the neural structure - that is, delete the personality consciousness inside and input limited knowledge and experience. ] Ellie said proudly.

[Due to their special materials, my calculations predict that these two biochips will perform better than the UNSC’s neural learning simulation. In short, the person who plugs it in will become an excellent captain or a soldier who is not inferior to a Spartan in terms of brains within a few weeks. 】

Tommy was excited. Anyone who was not blind would find the prospect of this technology dazzling.

[I suggest you try it now. After the transformation is completed, you choose two people you think are suitable to test it to make this technology more convincing. 】

[Is it safe and reliable? Will it cause irreversible damage to the subjects? 】

[The difficulty lies not in technology, but in finding materials. Of course, any experiment has risks, but I guarantee it's manageable. 】

Tommy already had someone in mind.

The sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside the door. A Marine stopped at the door to catch his breath, then stood at attention and saluted Tommy.

Colonel, Dr. Jonson wants you to go to the astrophysics observation room.