"With all this gear, are you a friggin’ human trafficker?"
"Ahem... The drugs are from the Scavenger’s base, nothing to do with . I’m not a trafficker, I have a legit job."
But the players didn’t dwell too much on these things; after all, the ga’s about fun, not reality.
Besides, in real life, everything players do in the ga would at least land them a life sentence.
With that said, they quickly sprang into action, distributing tranquilizer guns to the Stealth Departnt players.
The water had receded to knee-deep, so there was no worry about the tranquilizers getting wet, allowing Brother Ni and his team to hide and ambush the Voodoo Gang hackers.
Their tactics shifted from direct assault to distraction and entanglent, luring the hackers away from their safe zones and into the line of sight of the Stealth Departnt players.
In the dimly lit maglev tunnel, a bloody lee ensued between both sides.
In this environnt, a certain Batman with expired parent vouchers stood out brilliantly.
Dressed in his all-black bat suit, he thrived in these dim tunnels.
Especially after he learned that the Truth Departnt and others had triggered the Batman easter egg, he was more eager to dive into the sewers.
Almost every ti he logged in, he went underground to ambush those drug-trafficking gangs making illegal trades in the sewer.
Though he often died violently, he gained experience quickly.
He’s intimately familiar with fighting in such cramped spaces.
He approached the carriage under the cover of shadows, then crouched and threw a smoke bomb through a cracked window.
The fog filled the carriage, causing chaos among the Voodoo Gang inside, who started shooting wildly in panic, with bullets ricocheting everywhere.
Taking advantage of the situation, the parent voucher Batman charged into the fog, using his purchased thermal vision to aim at the flickering red and yellow figures, launching a barrage of punches and kicks.
Though no Ninja Master taught him all kinds of martial arts, the level six Free Fighting from the Huang Ban training chip was more than enough for dealing with thugs.
Amidst the thick fog, the sound of bones breaking and screams rang out, with a shadow darting around, scaring everyone nearby, who thought they’d seen a ghost and dared not approach.
When the fog dispersed, there lay a heap of severely injured bodies, and even hackers had been kidnapped.
Hackers are undoubtedly a bane to the front-line brute player groups, but Stealth Departnt players pose a great threat to hackers.
In no ti, using brute players as cannon fodder and feigning retreat tactics, they exposed one hacker after another to the Stealth Departnt players.
After changing tactics, the players inflicted significant losses on the group of Voodoo Gang hackers in a short period.
Before they could react, they were hit with a tranquilizer and knocked out.
Wildman: "Six, that should be enough, right? What’s next?"
The two newbies who rushed to the scene carrying equipnt were panting and said after setting down the gear.
"We brought the data bridge. Just hook up their deep-dive interfaces."
Neither of them could afford deep-dive interfaces yet, only apprentice-level. They were supposed to wait in the rear for combat in the Sea God’s subnet, but plans changed, so they were called to the battlefield temporarily.
The end of the relay connected to the back of the heads of six comatose Voodoo Gang hackers, while the other end was linked to long optical fibers stretching to a small server in a truck carriage on the surface.
Hu Lang was sitting inside, fingers flying over the keyboard with such speed they seed to leave afterimages.
"Almost done, ow, signaling ready for connection."
anwhile, several players with an intelligence attribute at 6 who had been waiting in the bar of the hall imdiately received permission to enter the mission space and promptly donned their dream headbands.
As the familiar bright light flashed, their view of the world gradually began to change.
After waiting about ten seconds, the intense light dissipated, and their vision started to clear up.
But what shocked them even more was the scene before their eyes.
Massive surging waves rose and fell endlessly, seemingly never stopping, with buildings jutting abruptly from the sea’s surface.
The buildings appeared as if they grew out of thin air, without foundations, support, and even not upright.
They were tilted all over without any order; so even sprouted another building from themselves, and through the windows, NPCs could be seen living normally inside as if nothing was amiss.
The sky was also covered in dark clouds, occasionally flashing with lightning that made the eardrums hum, and in the path of these flashes, the faint flow of transparent data could be seen, which was quite wondrous.
The players stood on a ledge balcony on one such building, too shocked to speak at the sight before them.
"Ah! Look at that!"
Youzi Chef pointed to a neon sign directly above them, which emblazoned the words [Phoenix Club]
The sign and the surrounding buildings seed oddly familiar to the players.
This was because this was the torturous newbie dungeon map, only now growing vertically above their heads, completely inverted, and the NPCs within wandered as if under reversed gravity.
Other areas were also similarly bizarre amalgamations from the dismantled regions of the previous dream dungeons.
Stone Ridge Mountain tunnel, highway, Stone Ridge Mountain Office, and large sections of Night City.
"Is this Cyberspace?"
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