Brother Ni: "So now you realize he’s your brother? Didn’t seem to bother you when you were setting him up."
Truth Departnt: "You just don’t get it. Brothers are ant to be betrayed. If you don’t take a bullet for your big brother, how can you call it brotherhood?"
Big Shot: "Well said, we’re on the sa page."
But not every player was this optimistic. A master perched high was hiding beneath a water tower, using binoculars to watch the movents of the Huang Ban troops on the streets.
After Jianxue’s floating car crashed into Ganbi Mansion, it was clear that Huang Ban was pissed.
More troops were advancing from the company square towards the Watson District, along with many things not seen before.
Nurous biochanical dogs, armored vehicles loaded with robots, more floating cars, octant drones, and well-equipped special forces.
The large hulking figure leading the way appeared imposing, even in front of the armored vehicle, with a terrifying amount of cybernetic weapons on him.
The master recognized that guy.
In Night City, he is known as the legendary wholesaler, currently the strongest lone wolf there.
Adam Smasher.
The events of today made every single player in Night City a legend, so the appearance of this legendary wholesaler wasn’t surprising at all, although there might not be enough room behind the bar at the Rebirth Bar for so many people.
"Sorry to interrupt your fun at this ti, guys, but those guys seem like they’re about to get serious."
The Mongolian Toplaner pushed open a manhole cover, sneaked around, and then climbed out again.
"If they’re coming, let them! Huang Ban Sanlang coming over is even better. I’ll blast him to hell to et his Emperor Hirohito."
But he was covered in dust and looked like he’d been through hell, even if the sewers saved his life, the artillery units weren’t spared from the Huang Ban drones’ visits.
Luckily, the sewers provided a route through which newbie players who couldn’t fight could continuously send ammunition to veteran players, so there was no worry about running out of shells, and they even added two more cannons.
"Give their location, I’ll fire a few shells to greet them first."
The master glanced at the small map showing the Mongolian Toplaner’s position, and though lacking a laser rangefinder, he did a quick ntal estimation with his thumb.
"36 degrees east by south, about 640 ters, mind the 90-ter tall building in the middle."
With this information, the Mongolian Toplaner imdiately called to the players behind him.
"Quick, quick, buy one get two free, with added ingredients at no extra cost, give those bastards sothing fierce, don’t hesitate like Uncle and Mussolini."
After a few hours of live-fire training, these players who had switched to the soldier profession even gained a cannon shooting skill, and their experience was rapidly increasing.
Even the speed of loading and firing had significantly improved, and they were getting more excited as they kept firing without feeling tired at all.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The sound of eight mortars firing was louder than the gas canister air-dropped at the seaside before, and the shells traced beautiful arcs across the sky heading straight for the Huang Ban reinforcents approaching Panshing Street.
But this ti, Huang Ban’s troops weren’t panicked at all when they detected mortar shells coming down from the sky.
Two uniquely designed armored vehicles opened their top armor plates as the mortars reached the peak of their arcs, revealing holes dense like a honeycomb.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dozens of tal pellets shot out one after another from the holes, aid at the descending paths of the mortars.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
None of the shells made it through—they were all intercepted mid-air and exploded.
The master was dumbfounded watching this scene.
"Holy crap, an ADS defense system? Isn’t using it against mortars a bit over the top?"
This kind of system that calculates projectile trajectories, firing minic-charge to detonate missiles mid-air, is usually outrageously expensive.
Let alone this ADS system in the ga that looks far more advanced than anything in reality.
Using such equipnt against players seed like a massive waste to the master.
This indicates that Huang Ban is now getting serious and ramping up the intensity.
Seeing his own shells picked off mid-air, the Mongolian Toplaner was stunned; he’d never heard of any ADS system.
"What? What’s an ADS system? Looks like a damn cheat system!"
The master couldn’t spare the ti to explain it all, just quickly shouted back,
"All you need to know is that your current gear is useless. Get ready to go hand-to-hand with these guys."
"Damn it!"
The Mongolian Toplaner wanted to say he wouldn’t let it slide, to try a few more rounds and see which was more—his shells or their ADS.
But the master’s next words sent his and many players’ hearts plumting to the bottom.
The master watched as two bulky tank-like vehicles in the Huang Ban troops parked over a sewer manhole and began to vibrate under guard. Although unclear on what the enemy was doing, seeing the surrounding Huang Ban employees don gas masks and hazmat suits gave him a hint.
He urgently shouted in the channel,
"Everyone down in the sewers, climb out quick, Huang Ban’s people seem to be releasing sothing underground—either poison gas or deadly germs, get everyone hiding down there out of there!"
Faced with players waging guerrilla warfare using the extensive sewer network, Huang Ban decided to flip the table on them directly.
The entire channel fell silent.
The lengths to which this corporation was willing to go had far exceeded the players’ moral boundaries.
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