Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 823 - 266: Counterterrorism Only Needs a List

A sudden strike, a blade with no time to react.

When the mobsters arrived, they didn't even have time to raise their guns. They just saw the blade slice through the neck, and the head soared into the sky, still with a bewildered expression on its face.

The receptionist who was just leering at us turned and chopped a person down in the next moment, the change was a bit too quick.

But Silver Hair didn't bother to explain to the Tiger Claw Gang. Not just him, every player who came here wanted to clean up the trash.

The quick-reacting Tiger Claw enforcers saw the striking silver hair and long sword and immediately understood, shouting loudly,

"Damn it! It's those mercenaries, they're here!"

Someone shouted in panic,

"What? Didn't they say they'd never come to places like these?"

The players had spent a long time in Night City, and the locals gradually figured out the players' activity patterns. Places like Yunding, which was purely for Sisi's services, they usually stayed away from. Even thanks to someone, there was a rumor on the street that all of them would faint at the touch of a woman's hand.

Moreover, although they liked attacking various illegal strongholds, official commercial areas weren't threatened.

For these reasons, some people harbored illusions.

After all, people with a moral baseline are always easier to bully.

But now, the players shattered these rumors with the most direct violence.

The narrow hallway was a hail of bullets, muzzle flashes filling almost every inch of visual space, no cover, no protection, Silver Hair was almost exposed to the fire of seven or eight people with nowhere to hide.

But there was no need to hide.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

It was the fiery brilliance of metal clashing, the symphony of slaughter tools colliding, accompanied by the receptionist's screams of horror

The long swords in the hands of Silver Hair and Wig swung in a tight weave, blocking every incoming bullet storm, and the deflected bullets even hit the Tiger Claw enforcers. Though not deadly, the pain was unavoidable.

"Keso!"

Facing the enraged Tiger Claw, Silver Hair, effortlessly deflecting bullets at the forefront, still had the leisure to keep mocking,

"What? What? What? Is it spring already, using all your energy on mating? Shooting so fast, is it middle-aged exhaustion syndrome, frequent urination, urgent urination, incomplete urination?"

The fierce battle noises quickly spread to the club, and the leaders, already sensitive due to news of Horizon Corporation's counterattack, stood up from their seats.

"What's happening outside?"

A rushed voice came over the communication channel,

"It's Horizon Corporation's mercenaries, they have attacked!"

"How many of them are there?"

"I don't know, but there are mercenaries attacking at the entrance of Yunding on the 13th floor, and besides that, there are many charging through the streets around the skyscraper!"

Sitting in the monitoring room, the puppet had long lost interest in eating burgers. He was intensely watching multiple surveillance screens and constantly reporting the battle situation to the leaders,

"Our men guarding the ground floor are engaged with them, but the mercenaries at Yunding's entrance are extremely strong, our enforcers are blocked by them, and they have completely seized the entrance."

On the screens, the area around the skyscraper was surrounded by seven or eight large trucks, and players disembarked, firing into the sky to disperse and evacuate the panicked crowd, swiftly clearing the area, while the Tiger Claw members were left floundering in defense preparation.

"This is our turf! Drive them away!"

The players' sudden and decisive action left no breathing room for Tiger Claw.

The victory between groups lies not only in the equipment gap but most critically in training difference and organizational strength.

This is why a gang will always just be a gang.

The commander player of the 4th Warzone in the Kabuki District was [Mongolian Toplaner], because the artillery couldn't enter the city, he didn't go to Dog Town but stayed outside, so he naturally took this position.

At this moment, he was sitting in a disguised truck, compared to four months ago in Big Sur, the players' tactical equipment could be described as a major upgrade.

The sky was filled with drones overlooking the map, transmitting every movement of the city to the in-vehicle monitors. Besides that, W would use past uploads to model the entire skyscraper and perform real-time digital analysis based on players' reports.

"The outer teams have attracted Tiger Claw's attention. Remember, this isn't a Mewtwo exercise, you have only half an hour to take Yunding."

Did Tiger Claw think they were facing street-mercenaries?

No, they were facing a military unit experienced in 48-hour trench warfare.

Mongolian Toplaner: "First, third, and fourth squads, set up the grenade launchers, three rounds each, clear the peripheral fire points, drive them back into the skyscraper. Second squad, launch a frontal feint, create infiltration opportunities for the fifth team."

"Understood."

The grenade launcher he mentioned wasn't a 155, but a grenade launcher, more accurately a 40mm automatic grenade launcher.

Don't ask where the blueprints came from, just say they fell from the sky, and each squad had one, ready to assemble into an urban artillery position. This also circumvented Night City's new weapon prohibition order established due to Watson District's fire and the players' previous use of mortars.