Half an hour to take down Yunding—no easy feat for the players given the ti constraints and heavy responsibilities.
The urgency was inevitable; the fear of Huang Ban's forces arriving and thwarting their plans, combined with the subsequent pressure from NCPD and the city council, was considerable.
Large-scale gang battles had happened before, but they always ended because the powers behind them stepped in; the conflicts were usually just about interests, negotiating terms and returning ho was the norm.
This ti, however, the players aid to annihilate, going after Huang Ban, Military Science, and the Ye family, who wouldn't stand idly by. Speed was necessary.
The advantages of 2076 over 2024 were evident in this battle.
The high degree of informatization and the near absence of personal privacy left everything exposed online, and in real-ti.
Control the network, and you control the world. No wonder companies were desperate to crack the Black Wall and control roaming AIs.
The Tiger Claw Gang was extrely cautious, preparing Yunding's network defense using top-tier ICE purchased from Huang Ban and even physically isolating internal and external networks. Yunding's network defense was uniquely strong among Night City's clubs, and even players had difficulty breaching it.
But unfortunately for them, the players weren't interested in Yunding; they were there to kill.
Moreover, the Tiger Claw Gang enforcers weren't authorized to link to Yunding's isolated intranet.
After the five teams stord the third floor and gained control over the super skyscraper's network, all surveillance except Yunding's fell into the players' hands, including illegal information-gathering devices hidden in electronics.
And with the list of Tiger Claw Gang mbers provided by Wagako.
With this information, the operation was as if played with a wallhack; disguising as civilians in a crowd was useless, as prosthetic eyes easily marked them.
Observation, judgnt, decision-making, action, and add in a digitized command system.
One by one, red dots representing the Tiger Claw Gang appeared in Tutu's prosthetic eyes, exposing their chaotic dispatch— down to the specifics of their weaponry.
"Four Tiger Claw Gang mbers are above the stairs, ard with heavy machine guns, preparing to break through."
Ruzuo nodded but didn't take the stairs; instead, he extended a Mantis Blade, climbed swiftly to the ceiling, and retrieved explosive charges from his bag, attaching them to the ceiling.
Who the hell would stupidly charge up the stairs with you?
Pulling the fuse, a loud boom sounded, blasting a large hole in the floor with the explosive's power, shaking the entire building.
The Tiger Claw Gang above were focused on guarding the stairs, unaware of the explosion behind them; the thick dust obscured their vision, the vibrations throwing them into chaos.
To ordinary people, a three-ter-high ceiling was impossible to reach without assistance, but to modified humans, it was just a step away.
With a charged leap from his leg prosthetics, Tutu easily jumped up to the hole, his prepared rifle aiming at the red markers, letting off several shots.
"Bang bang bang!"
7.62 armor-piercing bullets sliced through the smoke, piercing the chests of four, erupting in a mist of blood.
Mongolian Toplaner: "Silver Hair and the others have already controlled the ground floor exits on the 13th floor; catch the leader first, those people can't escape, hurry to breakthrough, don't waste ti here, Huang Ban's troops are already boarding the aircraft!"
With only the one hovercar in Dog Town, players couldn't afford an airdrop; otherwise, they'd show these guys what a divine intervention was.
Because the third and first floors were consecutively breached by players, the firepower blocking on the second floor decreased significantly, and another team of players rushed in to assist with the assault.
"Machine gunners, cover the others as they ascend!"
A mini drone behind Tutu, carrying a squad-level heavy machine gun, rushed forward, went prone, set up a tripod, and laid down suppressive fire on the Tiger Claw Gang down the left corridor.
The simple layout of the ring-like building ant you could almost see the entire floor at a glance, with just a few pillars and partition walls in between.
Bang bang bang!
Thumb-thick bullets suppressed the entire corridor's Tiger Claw Gang, making it impossible for them to lift their heads.
The 12.7 caliber heavy machine gun's sound was like a Heavy Hamr, sothing a normal adult couldn't handle; only a modified human could carry it while running around.
But this was still the Tiger Claw Gang's core, with pre-prepared resources, naturally including so surprises.
A 2.5-ter-high heavy iron block, wearing traditional Japanese general armor, appeared at the end of the corridor, wielding a Samurai sword, charging against the mini drone's fire power, moving rapidly and with great defense.
The thick armor, made from layers of titanium alloy plates, even stopped large-caliber machine gun bullets.
"MT-1! It's the export version!"
"Exports, my ass; just look at that speed, totally custom-made."
"Old Kong, hit it hard!"
Ruzuo's eyes hardened.
So what if the mortars can't be used?
So what if there are too many civilians, and thermobaric grenades can't be used?
Don't think people at the military factory are just ssing around?
The most adept human skill is devising loopholes once rules are established.
The MT-1 was made by the players; no one knew better how to deal with these iron hulks.
He imdiately pulled out another grenade from his bag, its cylindrical shell prominently marked "Thermite."
Before pulling the pin and throwing it, Ruzuo thoughtfully added a little embellishnt to the shell's base.
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