Chapter 271
Piles of Militech and the bodies of New America soldiers are being decomposed and burned by soldiers from the Free State.
Decomposition means dismantling all recyclable parts; incineration is the literal meaning.
Undoubtedly, this was a small town in the central state near the border of the Free State Alliance, which was relatively supportive of Arasaka. After the war began, Arasaka and his allies quickly occupied it, but it was razed to the ground during the subsequent Militech offensive.
Finally, Arasaka's reinforcements recaptured the place, killing Militech soldiers who had invaded.
With his mood growing heavier, Jackie looked at the other side of the split screen on the ceiling-mounted TV.
This is the final words of an independent journalist who gave his life for it.
North Platte, Nebraska—a city that was recently utterly destroyed in the Central Offensive Arasaka.
The New American Armed Forces and Militech, but they underestimated Arasaka's determination, and his military boots shattered their defenses.
Power Armor Unit broke through enemy lines, Multi-legged Tank advanced, Hover Tank provided fire support, Hellhound Robot infiltrated, Humanoid Combat Robot held the line, Cyborg Soldier maneuvered opportunistically, Air Defense System Integration Vehicle provided cover, Storm Missile Vehicle picked off targets, and the Aerial Strike never stopped...
This is a real Metal War that utilizes a large number of advanced military technologies.
According to the footage taken by that brave journalist, none of the real-life Arasaka soldiers were 'naked' at all. Even those who got off the vehicle to transfer ammunition were fully armed with full-armored [EXO] exoskeletons!
Since Arasaka announced on the 23rd that the "Urban Over-Limit Firepower Convention" was invalid, the "Air Power and Heavy Armor Restriction Agreement" was lifted, and the "Power Armor Prohibition Treaty" was abolished, the equipment of Arasaka's armed forces throughout the Americas has been upgraded.
That incredible efficiency is just unbelievable.
The journalist was killed by Militech soldier who went berserk during the breakout and retreat.
The Thermal Cannon built into the centaur exoskeleton blasted off half of his body, leaving it covered in blood.
The filming equipment fell to the ground, the lens was stained with blood, covered in dust and cracked, and was eventually picked up by a fellow media professional.
Jackie downed the last sip of tequila, sighed, and looked at another ceiling-mounted television.
This one is relatively new.
It is the Grand Ed Norfolk Omaha metropolitan area in eastern Nebraska, near Iowa.
This journalist's focus differed from the previous journalists who focused on military topics; he turned his lens on refugees who had no choice but to leave their homes.
People leaving the city and people entering the city, pitiful refugees and cruel and indifferent killers, heartbroken wounded who have lost loved ones and skilled, fully armed soldiers, family vans crammed with all sorts of daily necessities and war vehicles piled with sharp, angular killing machines...
A series of shots with strong contrasts.
Under the weight of the war machine, the insignificance and helplessness of the individual are vividly displayed.
"... Perhaps, I am about to witness the birth of a new Nomads nation."
The voice of media professionals.
After an unknown amount of time, Jackie murmured, "This is the death knell of humanity."
At that moment, V's voice came from the other end.
V: Jackie, you should get Mrs. Wells to shut down the 'Wolf's Den Bar,' or at least, stop her from staying in Heywood.
It is also the primary energy source in the Cyberpunk 2077 universe, and all vehicles in the game use this energy.
Chapter 266 Tatake, Ichigo Mo Tatake!
Central Front.
Grand Ed Norfolk Omaha Metropolitan Area, Nebraska.
The scorching sun beat down on the Gobi Desert.
The wind and sand were flying, gunshots were ringing out, the roar was deafening, and the hot air was filled with a nauseating smell of burning and decay.
"Fuck Song Zhaomei! Fuck Miles! Fuck Arasaka..."
In a corner of the ruins of a small town that had become a battlefield, beneath the gap in an abandoned drainage pipe torn open by an explosion, boom! Concrete dust fell in a flurry. A Federal Intelligence Agency, who was feeding himself an energy bar, pressed down on the brim of his helmet, chewing and muttering under his breath!
Look closely, this man's name is Daniel Kim.
Korean-American, senior agent at Federal Intelligence Agency headquarters, White House communications officer, and colleague and close friend of the President's Favorite, Lark.
Of course, they are all 'foreign'.
Clearly, Mr. Kim's work was ineffective, and Agent Nightingale defected.
And he defected in the worst and most dangerous way.
Men, as fellow countrymen and friends, become useless; they take the blame, are stripped of their positions, and relegated to the frontier.
Then the Fifth Corporate War broke out. As an agent of the FIA Central State, he had only been in office for a short time when Arasaka and the Free State came to attack him aggressively. Well, he was transferred to the Special Forces on the spot. If he dared to run away, he would be executed as a deserter and all his benefits would be stripped and revoked.
How could he not hate someone who blocks his path to wealth, hinders his career advancement, and even sends him to his grave?
You become Deep Dive Cyborg Hacker, and I'll be the oppa offering comfort and care—we're both serving the president, isn't that great?
It's a pity, it's over!
Boom!
Another exceptionally powerful explosion shook the New America. military outpost, which had been converted from Underground Shielded Reservoir. In the Cyberpunk world of 2077, climate change had become a climate catastrophe. For the people of the central North American states, drought was the norm, and beverages were cheaper than water. The drainage systems built in the old era were long gone.
"Cough cough - ptooey!"
Spitting, Daniel Kim wiped his mouth. "Damn it! No, I can't just sit here and wait to die. I have to find a way to get out..." His eyes darted around.
Although the officials above were shouting for reinforcements to arrive immediately, did Arasaka not have any reinforcements?
At the start of the war, both sides were determined to bleed the other dry, and the fighting was incredibly fierce! Regardless of who won or lost, the casualty figures were predictably high, and he didn't want to be one of those casualties.
Just then.
"Those bastards from Arasaka are coming up again!"
It was the voice of the hacker, the "Net Admin" of the outpost.
Upon hearing this, Daniel Kim swallowed the remaining energy bar whole, grabbed his gun, chugged the Functional Drink as he walked, threw away the can, pulled down his helmet visor with a click, called to his subordinates, and quickly moved with the team.
Click! Click!
For a moment, the sounds of friction and collision of the metal parts of the gun, such as the cocking handle and the chambering, resounded.
He may want to run away, but as an FIA agent who has undergone years of pre-war training, even if he is demoted, he still retains the necessary qualities.
After all, those law enforcement officers aren't just sitting around doing nothing.
Before leaving, he glanced at the heavily armored cyborg inside the stronghold, wearing a camouflage coat and carrying a Type 31 heavy machine gun.
Call--
The sound of wind, heat waves, and explosions.
After passing through Semi-Permanent Tunnel, Daniel Kim led his squad out of the pipes, where the first thing they saw was the corpse of a Militech soldier.
His protective helmet was pierced, revealing a face contorted in agony.
"Unlucky."
With a low curse, Daniel Kim signaled for the construction of a defensive line.
All around were buildings riddled with bullet holes and collapsed.
Fires broke out everywhere, and the ruins were littered with the bodies of both enemy and friendly forces, with smoke billowing everywhere.
Da da da!
"Drone!"
The NUS soldier who had just gone upstairs pulled the trigger of his Smart Gun. The caseless homing bullet shot out of the window, tracing a winding trajectory in the air, and destroyed the Arasaka attack drone in the sky.
However, before Daniel Kim could ask about the specific situation, the network expert in the team suddenly looked up and shouted, "Watch out for the multi-legged robots!"
The building opposite, whose walls were already cracked, was smashed to pieces by a multi-legged metal monster the size of an adult bull.
It resembles a dog or a spider in appearance, with four main limbs and many auxiliary limbs, and its limbs have a multi-jointed structure.
In a flash, its exaggeratedly shaped climbing claws embedded themselves in the wall, and with a loud bang, the metal collided with the wall.
In the blink of an eye, it leaped up to the third floor, broke through the defensive line, and was followed by gunfire and shouts of its own teammates.
Clapper, clapper.
The house was making a rumbling noise.
"Concentrate fire and take it down! Firepower team, are the centaurs and full centaurs ready?"
As he spoke, Daniel Kim turned to the network expert urgently, speaking rapidly, "Are there any of our Power Armor units nearby? Requesting support! I have a bad feeling, damn it! Robot dogs are infiltrating and jamming... I suspect Arasaka's main offensive line is on our side!!"
"I'm already hacking!"
He said, "A request for assistance has been sent!"
Boom! The battle on the rooftop had entered a bloody and violent phase.
The multi-legged robot was swift and agile, raising its hand to fire a burst of bullets at the rapidly approaching New America soldiers with the rapid-fire machine gun in the palm of its auxiliary limb.
Amidst splattering blood, fragments of subcutaneous armor, and prosthetic limbs, it harvests lives and barely activated mechanical units with its sharp, heat-generating forelimb serrations.
But it must be understood that this is war.
Sizzle sizzle—
Just as the multi-legged robot's forelimbs were about to pierce the soldier cornered in front of it, electromagnetic hacking occurred, causing it to freeze. The NUS soldiers who came to its aid immediately concentrated their fire, bullets piercing its cratered armor shell, damaging its central processing unit, and then it was paralyzed by an electromagnetic slug and a grenade.
The remaining living soldiers showed little joy. After confirming that the target was completely dead, they silently and efficiently treated the wounded, continued to set up equipment, and became even more vigilant.
As expected, yet another multi-legged robot resembling a robotic dog has been detected.
Three rockets disrupted its movements, and then the arriving, Non-Full-Size Power Armor Warrior stabbed it to death.
At the same time, in other defense zones of all sizes, the gunfire became more intense, and in the sky, small drones launched by the Militech team began to engage in low-altitude Air Superiority battles with Arasaka's drones.
Before Daniel Kim could thank his fellow Power Armor pilots, a storm suddenly struck.
The booming explosions, like drumbeats on a battlefield, struck the earth again and again.
Daniel Kim knew that the infiltration and interference were over, and Arasaka's main force was coming up!
Before he could react, he saw the tail flames of the Flight Module behind the Power Armor warriors in front of him flicker as they rose from the ground.
On the other side, in the low sky, Arasaka's Power Armor Unit were the first to enter the fray, crashing into the building complex like meteorites. In an instant, the battlefield was filled with flying flesh and blood, the wailing of steel, and the explosions from the battlefield were transmitted through the torn air.
He will exist as a perspective on Militech in the subsequent Battle of Chicago.
Chapter 267 Bird's eye view.
Life is as fragile as a spider's thread, yet as resilient as a reed.
Even with severe environmental pollution, filth, and the enactment of the Bird Extinction Act (to prevent zoonotic diseases), wild animals and birds have not completely disappeared; they stubbornly survive in the cracks of the terrifying city.
"Chirp chirp".
The swallow was startled by the rockets and explosions whistling through the sky and flew with a startled cry to hover at the edge of the bumpy building complex.
At low altitude, it saw that the human nests were unusually pitted and uneven today, and there was an unusually large amount of nesting material on the ground. The lifeless, large "compatriots" clashed indifferently among them, sometimes spitting out flames, sometimes dropping "eggs" that would burst open, and sometimes exploding completely... making the swallow feel a little uneasy.
It flew a little lower.
Suddenly, bang! A loud noise came from the street.
Under the swallow's dark, gleaming gaze, two humans encased in iron shells fought as they crashed through the door.
In response, it suddenly chirped, for its keen eyesight had detected the water source.
Perfect timing, it was thirsty.
It flew to the human nest, landed on the broken washbasin, dipped its beak into the dripping water groove, and drank while watching the 'human courtship scene' not far away—
Isn't this frantic shouting and display of posture a form of courtship?