The deep and tranquil sea welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

A gigantic hovercraft descended until it was merely a meter above the sea surface before halting, advancing slowly. To control such a massive body, weighing tens of thousands of tons, to this extent, demonstrates the shipbuilding technology of the cyber world.

The players who had just exited from Mewtwo heard the speaker inside the cargo bay announcing

"Prepare to open the hatch, deploy the landing craft. Personnel inside the vehicles, please brace yourselves and hold onto the nearest handhold."

Military Technology didn't even provide a wake-up call, purely treating the players as cannon fodder.

The rear fuselage hatch started to open downward, and as it did, the sea breeze immediately poured into the cabin, and the salty smell of the sea water felt somewhat uncomfortable to the players' noses.

But the good news is that the sea breeze here is better than in Night City, at least without much of the industrial wastewater stench.

Clang!

The hatch was completely lowered, and the boundless sea made the players exclaim in awe,

"Wow! Holy crap! Feels better than Night City's sea water, it's almost like the real deal."

Players had tried diving into the sea to swim before, but it was a death sentence.

Over time, people just came to the shore to look at the water; swimming was impossible.

The toxicity was one thing, but the main reason was that people with implants sank since they were overweight; even a float couldn't support augmented bodies of nearly 200 kilograms.

However, there was no time for them to express their feelings. The mechanical fastenings securing the landing craft opened one after another, and without the restraints, the landing craft began to slide slowly along the rails out of the cabin due to inertia.

Plop!

After a violent jolt, the churning sea water even splashed onto the players' faces.

The feeling was incredibly real.

Leaning over the ship's side, Arnold wiped the sea water off his face and shouted, 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"What do you think? How big a fish can I catch if I cast a line here? I've never tried fishing at sea before."

The Sword Saint laughed and said,

"There's nothing but shit fish here; they're long dead. Wait till the Giants set up fish farms; then we can fish every day when we come back!"

Not all the fish in the sea were dead, but catching any here was unlikely.

"Do you know what this reminds me of?"

Sitting beside Masked Rider, Reznov shouted with his gun in hand,

"What?!"

Due to the loud sound of waves and the engine, Masked Rider had to shout to be heard,

"The Normandy landing! Haha! I died so many times on that level when I played Medal of Honor as a kid. Back then, I thought it was the most epic game ever."

Speaking of this, he cursed angrily,

"Damn EA! Ruining such a big IP! Finding games now is like sifting through shit for gold! Every pre-order is a scam full of unfinished products!"

"At least I got 'Future Horizon,' otherwise I'd be cursing EA's whole family every day!"

His words resonated with many players on the ship,

"Yeah! Screw EA! Damn Konami! Damn Capcom! Activision Blizzard, may you both rest in peace together!"

This display of shared anger left the military technology soldiers above puzzled,

"What are they talking about?"

"Seems like they're cursing the companies for being unscrupulous, probably guessing that the top brass sees them as cannon fodder."

"Heh, and they're just realizing this now? Too late, just wait and see the show unfold."

But soon, disagreements broke out within the landing craft below.

"Nintendo still reigns supreme!"

"You must be tired of playing 4399's 30 FPS locked games. Do you even know what 4K120HZ AAA games are?"

"Who said that? Must be a Sony fanboy! Show yourself!"

"Nintendo fanboy? Your father is right here! Am I wrong?"

"You know shit, games are about gameplay. Graphics alone are useless!"

Before any fight started, the landing craft was already in chaos, with signs of internal conflict growing. The military technology soldiers watching could only shake their heads, losing any hope for this vile crowd and already placing bets on how many of them would survive this round.

After the three hovercrafts deployed two landing crafts each, they began to ascend.

Their role was not only to transport troops but also to provide near-shore fire support, air defense, subsequent airdrops, and more, acting as a platform comparable to an aircraft carrier.

Though, compared to Huang Ban's Kujira, they're still nothing more than trivial small fry.

(Aerial combat in the cyber world is still in the dogfight stage, of course, this is the limitation of the creator's era)

Below on the sea surface, six big black fish were swiftly rushing towards the Bay of Pigs in Cuba, quickly disappearing with the white trail they left behind breaking the water.

In the pitch-black night, although it was hard to perceive these lurkers with the naked eye hidden in darkness, military operations never rely solely on sight.

As they got closer to the Cuban coast, the landing crafts, lacking stealth coating and anti-radar technology, were soon exposed on the radar of the Cuban patrol caravan.

Due to a mole within the guerrillas, the Havana cartel's attention on the Bay of Pigs had greatly increased, arranging precious radar equipment in the coastal patrol caravans, monitoring the sea surface 24/7 without interruption.

The technician hurriedly removed his headset, shouting to the caravan commander,

"There are six abnormal targets 27 kilometers from us, approaching swiftly, suspected to be ships."

The caravan commander cursed his luck,

"Six? Where are they headed?"

"Judging by the direction, it looks like the Rocky Path Scenic Area."

"Warning! Warning!"

The caravan commander immediately picked up the radio,

"I have discovered suspected New America military targets; they are advancing towards the Rocky Path area, preparing to land."

This news dropped into the pond like a stone, instantly stirring all the armed cartel members patrolling along the coast.

Like flies drawn by the smell of blood, they eagerly flew towards the source of the scent.

Not only the patrol caravans, but armed helicopters, modified hovercars, and more.

Swarming in!