Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 824 - 266: Counter-Terrorism Only Needs a List_2

The players put away their usual scattered and independent combat manner they employ in street fights, intending to show those coveting them in the city what kind of enemies they are truly facing.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The recoil of the grenade launcher rocked the tripod below it back and forth.

Six grenades successively landed near the shooting points of the Tiger Claw Gang, who used vehicles and flower beds as cover around the skyscraper's perimeter. Though the precision was not high, it forced the gang to retreat. The stirred-up dust further blocked the shooting sight of gang members at the back, creating gaps for the players to advance.

Through the diffuse smoke, Tutu held the RGB rifle and immediately led the team in a crouched forward rush. Simultaneously, several MT-1 machine gunners on the perimeter suppressed the Tiger Claw Gang at the second-floor windows. The shields originally used for defense were discarded, their weight reduced for the infantry players equipped with strength-type prosthetics, and the exoskeleton's armor was thickened.

Traditional shoulder aiming and shooting is no longer applicable in 2076. Even without using brain-linked smart weapons, traditional rifles can achieve approximate shooting results through calculations with prosthetic eyes and neural components.

People in the hallway screamed, as staying in their rooms didn't ensure safety. Those of the Tiger Claw Gang would storm into the lower floors, forcibly requisition windows as shooting points to obstruct the players' frontal assault downstairs.

They banked on players not daring to fire grenade launchers at residential buildings, hence their reckless boldness.

The gang's strategy seemed effective. With the skyscraper's large footprint, numerous rooms, and many gang members, even with seven to eight MT-1s covering the front, multiple windows still suppressed Tutu's squad downstairs.

As more Tiger Claw Gang members were drawn to the frontal battlefield firepower, another team was sneaking in from the basement.

The underground shop people also fled due to the intense gunfight outside, each store locked tight, fearing collateral damage.

"This way."

A masked boy, around fourteen or fifteen, walked ahead to lead the fifth squad, led by Revolver Quack.

"Here we are."

The boy pointed at the closed door

"This is the freight elevator. I'll open it for you."

Such a large skyscraper naturally has freight elevators for merchants on each floor besides personal ones. An armored eight-player squad can stand comfortably, but without corresponding data code or key, the elevator wouldn't open.

Regrettably, the Tiger Claw Gang wasn't a completely united front; someone has sold out those upstairs for personal future.

The coincidence was that the skyscraper's underground mall was right on her turf.

Beep.

The electronic lock opened in response. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"I'm not going in."

The boy shrugged, blood boiling at the sounds of gunfire upstairs, feeling no pity for the gang upstairs. According to Wagako's grandmother, this is called 'revere the emperor and fight the traitors,' ridding the upstairs of corrupt figures weakening the gang was right.

"Let's go, the farther the better."

Revolver Quack left a word before leading his team into the elevator, pressing the third-floor button.

The third floor is the skyscraper's inspection level; it maintains the building's electrical network and the network system management, a crucial node for the Tiger Claw Gang here.

At this time, many Tiger Claw Gang members were firing from inspection layer windows, also supporting the first and second floors.

Ding—

The elevator sound rang.

Officer Takada Ryusei was commanding his young subordinates in countering the players' assault when he heard the curious sound.

Wasn't a batch of ammunition just sent over?

Why is there more?

The young subordinate curiously looked toward the elevator, but what emerged wasn't a person, but a spherical object.

Boom!

The explosion's power was small, but the intense flash and blast sound crippled nearly all the gang's combat capacity nearby, covering their eyes and ears in pain, unable even to hold guns firmly.

Soon, Revolver Quack and several team members, clad in tactical gear, came out wielding firearms and swiftly fired around.

Da-da—da-da—da-da—

Rhythmic gunshots sounded; almost every gunshot meant a Tiger Claw Gang member was shot and fell.

Prosthetics endowed cyborgs with powers beyond ordinary, but this power fell short against tactical squads' engagement limits.

As long as bullets can still be fatal, there's no notion of a single-person Army.

Revolver Quack: "This is team five; I've reached the target location, succeeded in the ambush and are clearing the area."

Mongolian Toplaner: "You have 5 minutes to shut down several elevators, seize network and broadcast control."

"Team two will assault the front; don't let them reinforce the third floor."

"Copy."

Hiding behind a flower bed, Tutu heard the intense gunfire from the third floor, but with firepower greatly diminished towards them, directly gestured for others to pull smoke grenades from their waists and throw them toward the doorway upstairs.

The Tiger Claw Gang at the door failed to see what it was, immediately panicking and scattered crying

"Grenade!"

However, the expected explosion didn't occur; instead, a thick white fog enveloped the entire doorway.