You could even say that it’s entirely reliant on enemy decapitation tactics or cyber warfare to determine the outco.
After all, it’s a corporation, not a country, with a terribly low tolerance for economic losses due to war; a sharp drop in stock prices or the fall of the top brass could force a surrender, as the remaining mbers would fight tooth and nail over who inherits the assets.
"What then, use a detour?"
Tactical Pig spread out the map, pointing to the distinctly different colored section to the right of Pig Bay from Havana.
"This is Camaguey Republic territory. These guys have been stationed at the border without moving, just tens of kiloters away. Even at this point, Havana is deploying a few units to face off against them. If we can find a way through this path, we could swiftly move behind enemy lines."
Wildman: "Hehe, densely packed hills, just like the Guo Faction, they fear us invading their territory while hoping for a chance to gnaw off a chunk of the neighboring land. On the other hand, they worry about getting stabbed in the back while fighting us, hence the split forces to maintain vigilance. If they jointly attacked, we’d have been pushed into the water by now."
Family Joy shook his head.
"Don’t believe the saying that the enemy’s enemy is a friend. Even if Camaguey is another drug cartel branch of Cuba, we wouldn’t dare cross, even if they’re crazy enough to let us."
"Furthermore, our forces are inadequate, there’s a disparity in firepower; even counting Red Barrel’s troops, there are only three to four thousand people in Cuba, not suited for attacking heavily defended cities."
"Thus, my suggestion is to abandon the cities, capitalize on our greatest advantage, and break down so robotic soldiers into small units for operations behind enemy lines, engage in infiltration tactics, and under certain conditions, infiltrate the cities."
The destructive capability of player squads is unimaginable; the gangs of Night City could certainly attest to this.
Concentrating them only reduces the players’ combat effectiveness.
"That’s a good idea."
Wildman imdiately said
"Our number of unmanned equipnt is increasing, perfectly capable of filling this gap, allowing machines to replace flesh in front-line engagents, reducing casualties."
Ordinary armies can never achieve this in a balanced or disadvantageous situation.
It’s like guerrilla warfare; seeing others’ success, the Guo Faction also wanted to employ guerrilla tactics, scattering a few units in enemy-occupied zones during their rout, only for those tens of thousands of soldiers to turncoat and serve as puppet troops in less than half a year.
Thus, infiltration operations test not only the tactical prowess of soldiers but also their resolve.
Especially in unfamiliar territories with no support or supplies, such actions are particularly hazardous.
Probably only players—those fearless combat personnel—can freely do as they wish behind enemy lines.
The only flaw is possibly Lin Miao’s wallet taking another hit, as the frontline robots are all procured through hefty investnts.
Besides the frontline deploynts, there’s also a handful of players who accidentally fulfilled so mission criteria, stumbling upon missions unlikely to be encountered by other players in their lifeti.
Within Ganbi Mansion in Night City, a team of agents from Europe and Cuba are discussing plans over a person’s holographic projection.
That figure, from top to bottom, exudes a unique aura. If the Giant is a born simpleton, then he’s a born rarity sycophant.
"Not a rarity of West Fire Grass; the target is mainly involved in smuggling activities in Dog Town under Horizon Corporation’s leader codenad [Big Boss]. Last month, he smuggled millions in Orokin worth of clean water and organic food to the French."
From his behavior, it seems that he has a strong desire for money, welcoming any smuggling request, and is obsessively infatuated with the female mbers under the [Youzi Chef Virtual Idol Group], frequently splurging coins on them, making him one of our pri targets for contact this ti."
"Interested in money and dummies?"
A beautiful woman flashed a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
With so much money, he could enjoy a monthly round of ’Ah Wei 18 styles’ on a sex doll, yet he spends it all on a visible but untouchable fake woman, incredibly foolish.
"Leave this type to , I assure you that by nightfall he’ll be obedient, doing whatever I say."
"Hmm, hopefully so."
The chief planner of this operation, Robert Pierre from Europe, nodded. This woman, trained under Havana’s propaganda departnt [Queen], may not excel elsewhere, but she’s undoubtedly skilled in seducing n.
After all, the Queen specializes in training mistresses for warlords, executives, and high-ranking officials, boasting a seventy-year-old mastery, trustworthy indeed.
Initially, there was an additional [seduction target], but Pierre felt the silver-haired rcenary wasn’t a suitable contact.
His intuition is sharp, his killing moves ruthless, slicing anyone—man or woman—in half with ease, making lust potentially just a facade for that individual.
This realization brought a bit of regret.
Ideally, the best agent would be one planted internally, but regretfully, the recruitnt targets this ti were only local Night City residents, and they demanded a clean background, dismissing outsiders or those with mismatched identity histories.
Having a criminal record isn’t an issue, but one’s identity must be ’clean.’
As a result, the dozens of résumés they submitted were all rejected, leading to infiltration failure.
The spies companies usually plant within Horizon Corporation couldn’t access any confidential information, staying at the bottom level doing honest work, with ubiquitous surveillance collecting employee privacy, creating an almost impenetrable network, truly unnerving.
"Up next is the second target, [Big-eared Tutu]...."
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