Chapter 126: Chapter 118 Terrorist Mobile Team

Bang!

The door closed, and bullets clinked against it.

The quality of the door was fairly good, but it quickly became dented—

Lille and Jack looked around nervously, then pulled a cart filled with tools and discarded parts to brace the door.

This seemed to be a server room—but there were many discarded components around.

Lille asked, "What now? Where are we?"

Lille, panting heavily, began scanning the surroundings.

"...Robot relay station. How many bullets do we have left?"

"So we can control all the robots from here?" Jack checked his remaining ammo. "Four shotgun shells, rifle ammo... one magazine."

V also checked his magazine while answering, "Two sniper rounds left, one rifle magazine."

Whether it was Sadara, Achilles, or raccoon dog, the bullets were expensive and hard to buy.

The technical weaponry meant the magazines functioned as batteries, taking up a lot of space for power, so the ammo capacity was low.

This was bad news.

Jack’s enhanced Sadara fired two bullets at once, Achilles had a nine-bullet capacity, and Lille himself had only one magazine left—

Considering Lille always emptied a clip to deliver any real damage, he essentially had two shots left.

Overall, the three of them could fire a total of 23 rounds, which wasn’t much.

"If only that would work—I’ve only got one magazine myself."

The servers all had black casings with flashing red barcodes, looking very high-tech.

Nearby, two maintenance robots were parked, the same kind that had opened the window for them earlier.

"But unless the hacker on the other side is an idiot, he’ll definitely reroute the combat robots to another server floor once he sees we’re here. If I connect to this server, I’ll probably get caught by ICE.

And bad news, the permission accounts are locked—looks like Biotechnology finally woke up their hacker to work overtime."

V: "What now?"

"Keep climbing."

Higher floors had their own separate elevators with hidden permissions.

The only way up was on the wall—they had to open the window themselves without a robot’s help.

Lille quickly found what he needed—a hot-cutting device.

Earlier, when he had seen the maintenance robots, he noticed their tool heads were interchangeable and included hot-cutting mode, so there had to be such parts available here.

Tempered glass was a tough, strong material, hard to process.

But high temperature significantly affected its mechanical properties—regular glass could be hot-cut, but tempered glass would burst under heating.

He quickly pulled out something that looked like a welding torch from a heap of nearly scrapped parts and started modifying it with his expert gloves.

He disassembled multiple mechanical parts and connected them, forming an over one-meter-long lever structure, attaching the heat source cutting device to its top and connecting the control circuit directly to his prosthetic system for operation.

The hot-cutting knife had a rated working temperature of about 350 degrees Celsius, but after modification, reaching 700 degrees was manageable. The heating range was much larger, but the device had a higher risk of blowing up.

Durability wasn’t a concern.

High temperature paired with some external force would easily burst the glass.

"Done... Jack!"

Lille quickly went to the corner of the glass, heating the glass with the modified nozzle—

Bang!

At that moment, the door and wall were blasted open, and the wall cracked significantly!

V quickly raised the Achilles for precise shots at the robots, but there were too many! And they were fearless!

Hearing the glass crack and seeing lines of fractures appear suddenly, Lille waved to Jack, who was rushing over—

"Ram it!"

Bang!

The tempered glass’s mechanical properties changed under the thermal stress, and it shattered with Jack’s impact!

However, it only shattered!

Large pieces of shattered glass clung together, even creating a curvature, but they didn’t break apart!

"Shoot it! Then jump out! Use the spider silk!"

Jack nodded, firing the Sadara with a bang!

This time, the glass burst!

Large pieces of glass broke and fell, and Jack grabbed Lille, jumping out. V ignored the robots, using his enhanced Achilles tendons to leap!

The three jumped out, a scene captured by the incoming robots—

The scene transmitted to the hacker and the commander, whose first reaction was—

Were these three insane?!

But a thread of white spider silk shot out, swinging them several meters before they swung back!

"The enemy has some kind of grappling device, quick rope descent!"

Seeing this, the Military Science commander immediately ordered the rooftop soldiers to fast-rope down, without pondering what kind of grappler could latch onto tempered glass—

Dozens of soldiers descended rapidly. V, pushing off the wall, jumped up!

Both sides closed the distance unexpectedly fast—

The enemy not only had a way to rope down the wall but could also leverage off it!

Some soldiers widened their eyes—they might even walk on the wall!

And indeed, V could walk on the wall!

Passing by, two Military Technology experts lost their heads to V’s Mantis Blades before they could react!

All the descending soldiers aimed their guns at V, but none had magnetic suction gloves!

They weren’t prepared for this! They were regular troops, not a special unit!

V took down two Military Science soldiers, using the magnetic gloves and shoe friction to dash downward—

The target soldiers activated Si Anweisitan, adjusting height with the ropes, but V controlled his fall speed with Mantis Blades and magnetic devices!

Ultimately, relying solely on ropes, their mobility was far inferior to V’s!

Slit!

The Mantis Blades tore through bodies, it was a massacre!

A bit lower down, Lille used the same method to burst the glass on the 79th floor.

However...

In the air, a scorpion-tailed lion floating car approached rapidly.

It was the Terrorist Mobile Team.

...

"Damn, damn, damn!"

The Military Science commander felt utterly humiliated.

So many people, yet they couldn’t handle those three!

This mission wasn’t another semi-private job like the ones Colonel Hardy had taken before.

This was official business.

Patrolling the City Hall as part of an NCPD contract, capturing these three was a Biotechnology contract—a temporary one.

Nobody expected they would actually come back!

The same mistake, twice!

Even before taking the mission, he had unapologetically mocked Major Hardy—who was now Lieutenant Hardy.

But only by facing these three could one understand how tough they were!

They always came up with unexpected moves, avoiding direct confrontation!

Combined with far superior combat abilities compared to regular soldiers, they turned supposedly advantageous close-quarter battles into frustrating skirmishes, breaking through repeatedly!

Proper tactics, diversified responses, and exceptional combat skills—three individuals turning an entire squad into a mess!

The only consolation—their bullets would eventually run out.

Yes, even though it was frustrating, they didn’t think the trio could escape this time.

The Scorpion-tailed Lion’s broad-range jammer had locked the network, preventing any data transmission—they would take heavier losses at worst.

At this moment, he saw the Terrorist Mobile Team’s floating car take off, heading for the other side of the Biotechnology Building.

Combat channel.

Inspector Rory: Permission received from the Biotechnology Company. Capture the suspected cyber-psychos attacking the Company Square.

Inspector Rory: Military Technology Forces to provide support.

Inspector Rory: Terrorist Mobile Team, prepare for landing.

Inspector Rory: Target found, engagement imminent.

...

On the Scorpion-tailed Lion floating car, Inspector Rory sat, making final gear adjustments with both hands.

She excitedly watched the figure wreaking havoc on the wall—

As her excitement grew, her overlinked Mantis Blades gradually turned red-hot—

[Modification completed.]

Melting the fixing device before the setup was done!

Bang!

Rory stomped heavily on the floating car, causing a deep thud!

The clouds parted, moonlight spilled down, and her dark silhouette streaked through the 400-meter-high airspace, diving unrestrained toward the target!