My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 113 Chapter 113: Lone Wolf

Elona stayed until Euros arrived and then left.

The battlefield fell into chaos after Nando was injured and retired.

The interior of Silver Harbor needs cleaning.

There was a large group of people outside blocking reinforcements, and the news of Kunbu's death was spread by Orosi.

The frantic exiles retreated a lot.

The price for taking a breather is...

All the gangsters in Eden City heard the news and moved into action.

The situation is getting more serious.

John took off a set of clothes on the exile's corpse, feeling a little uncomfortable completing these actions with one arm.

Smart weapons are scattered around the room.

Even losing an arm became a trivial matter.

This guy's exposed skin is covered by a deep diving suit.

To everyone's surprise, the first ones to arrive were not the ECPD and company troops, but network surveillance agents.

The red data flow is like a giant network falling from the sky.

There were no gunshots in the container area.

The experience during this period was a nightmare.

They reached the end of the tunnel.

John picked one at random and escorted Orosi back along the way he came.

He understood it and took half a step back into the shadows, looking for an opportunity to break the situation.

The vehicle is docked.

Countless agents broke in with guns drawn and surrounded the entire container area from different directions.

Orosi is not the kind of person to help.

The ground battle has basically come to an end.

John noticed that Orosi moved slightly to block him.

They are directly affiliated with the Cyber ​​Inspection Office.

[Scanning detected, hacking in progress...]

Orosi frowned as if she was sending a message.

There are also ground reinforcements on the blockade outside Silver Port.

The vector engine blew up the surrounding sand and gravel, and the airborne equipment projected a huge isolation area on the ground - a yellow and black staggered rectangular box, with the words "No approach, subject to inspection" scrolling.

buzzing-

Network surveillance has promoted the continuous fermentation of train derailments, taking advantage of the panic of the people and companies about the spread of AI to expand the army, manpower, equipment and even administrative status have been improved.

Two teams of network surveillance agents approached the two men from the shadows with guns raised. During the move, they removed their camouflage, revealing their black-lined combat uniforms and their limbs with cooling devices similar to light strips.

[The hacking operation is terminated. 】

Orosi said to the air:

It's exactly what the news said.

It hovered in front of the two of them, pushed open the metal sliding door, and saw that the sniper had already set up his weapon.

Several distinct red dots targeted their vitals.

The combat-type V6 floating car roared over.

"Come out, let's talk, or I'll overturn the table. There are many forces in Eden City who are looking forward to the death of the Internet Supervisor. Maybe it would be better to change the name of the office director?"

They were all airborne.

He seemed to have just finished doing something, and looked over with an expressionless face, not forgetting to reach out and unbutton the cuffs of his shirt.

The agent holds a fully equipped smart rifle in his hand.

As soon as John and Euros showed their heads, the circular aperture of the searchlight passed over them.

State troopers finally paced out of the darkness.

She was indeed extremely busy. She was constantly on the phone and had to find time to deal with various chores in the voice channel.

Stealth all-weather reconnaissance drones flew overhead, and aerial vehicles with network surveillance signs hovered, constantly broadcasting high-sounding lies that would make the gunmen unable to catch them.

The gunmen took control of the scene.

Now he was about to wake up from the dream, and his mental pressure reached the threshold, and his mood became particularly stable.

John activated his prosthetic eye and scanned over:
The gunmen in the Damascus camp were also surrounded. In addition to the elite troops, some were ECPD agents and even the security forces of several large companies.

The prosthetic transplant operation was very successful, and there was no impact on the movement. However, there was an obvious foreign body sensation when the back was replaced with a metal spine.

On both sides of the state police's ears are the heat dissipation slots of the network access cabin, and other ancillary equipment are of high-end or even customized styles.

His throat was covered in soft metal.

The tone is slightly cold.

"I thought you were dead."

The state trooper met John's eyes.

"Young people are so lucky."

He smiled, as if surprised.

The state police guided Hugo to release the AI ​​of Rachi Industries, indirectly killing his former colleagues and countless civilians. According to his prediction, John should also die in the train derailment accident.

Orosi raised her hands and spread her palms.

John disappeared from view.

This was his first time using Sianwistan.

He could feel the existence of the metal spine. After switching modes, the charging status of the prosthetic body would be displayed in the lower right corner of his vision. As long as he focused on the obvious foreign body sensation, he could trigger the switch, and then the alloy creation would survived……

Huge excitement surged through John's body.

His perception of the things around him was countless times more acute, and every movement of his muscles seemed to be struggling in the air swamp.

The legs are just too fragile.

The body cannot keep up with the sight at all.

The one with the most freedom of movement in John's time-stopped state is Iggdrashu, who is left with only one arm.

This difference in speed is relative to himself.

If there is a spectator perspective:
The alloy spine became hot in a short period of time, and there were faint ripples in the air. There was no obvious stream of light, just a gray shadow passing under the muzzles of countless guns.

John rushed to the state trooper's side, raised his smart revolver and pointed it at the guy's head.

However, the next second a bullet grazed his shoulder.

No harm was done but John was surprised.

The scenery has lost its color.

The flow of time is returning to speed.

Internet surveillance agents come prepared.

They have investigated the Damascus camp and Tiezhi Khumbu, and also know that there are a large number of criminals at the scene equipped with Si'an Westan.

Network surveillance has updated the intelligent weapon system in a targeted manner.

The bullets John passed by were all automatic fire.

This algorithm is specifically designed for Sianwistan and can predict and counterattack based on actions.

John is technically dead.

But for some reason he dodged by a few centimeters.

John tightened his grip on the pistol and prepared to speak.

He didn't want to kill the state trooper, he just wanted to take him hostage and regain the initiative when surrounded by a large army.

But an even more unexpected scene occurred.

The flow of time has slowed down countless times.

The state policeman's eyes moved slightly, the frame number failed to be read, and even the illusion of multiple pupils appeared, and the mechanical prosthetic eye locked onto John in the chaotic data flow.

[Scan: Messiah Prosthetic Eye [Odin Gaze]]

Sean Westan was interrupted.

Time flow returns to normal.

John subconsciously pulled the trigger.

But the prompt that the smart weapon was disconnected immediately popped up in his field of vision. The trigger clicked.

The expected electromagnetic bomb did not fire out.

【Hacking detected...】

Four or five progress bars even popped up in front of John at the same time, all of which were hacker hacking prompts. It only took a few seconds, or even less, to paralyze him and fall to the ground.

The state trooper's eyes were very calm.

He seems to have a sure chance of winning. After all, Si'an Westan usually needs time to cool down and reset, so there is no way to do it in a short time...

The state trooper suddenly froze.

John's figure became erratic again the moment after pulling the trigger.

He followed his gut instinct.

Since the firearm has malfunctioned and a hack has occurred, the hacker must be defeated in the shortest possible time.

This is street knowledge.

John did the same.

He activated Sean Westan again and successfully activated it. He used the butt of his gun to smash the state trooper's head over with his backhand. He flipped it over with one hand and pinned the trooper to the ground. He pinned him firmly under his body like he was holding a hostage and used Knee pressed against the state trooper's arm.

puff.

A slight valve sound sounded.

John's spine was like the flapping of insect wings, making a short and slight mechanical noise, and then it became quiet. There was only a heat that made the coat curl slightly.

All the guns on the scene were pointed at this place.

John pulled out the data cable from his severed arm and gently leaned on the state trooper's neck.

Aimed at his slot.

clack.

The state trooper was slightly taken aback.

Then I noticed sweat dripping down my face.

John was breathing heavily now.

His back hurt as if it had been burned by a soldering iron, and his internal organs felt as if they had been thrown into boiling water. His head was sweating, but he still stared at the hostages.

The state police couldn't see his palm clearly and could only deduce the "weapon" that held him hostage by the extending line.

"A data cable, are you kidding me?"

The state trooper stared sideways at John.

But he saw some determination in this young man's eyes.

John's eyelids were twitching a little, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart, but he was forcing himself to remain calm during the battle.

"Continue, if you say a few more words, it will make me more impulsive, and I will almost kill you at any cost."

His fingers moved slightly.

The data connection port made a slight friction sound.

The state trooper realized that this guy was really not joking. Although the specific method was unclear, he believed it.

John didn't give him any time to think, ignored the Internet surveillance agents around him who kept shouting and protesting, and turned a blind eye to the guns aimed at his head.

He just forced it in a deep voice.

"Be smart, Mr. State Trooper, are you going to die with a nobody, or are you going to do something more meaningful?"

"You're different from last time, John."

The state trooper gave a meaningful expression.

But John held his neck, forcing the other person to stand up, and then motioned for Euros to follow.

"I'll just assume you agree. Don't talk nonsense. I don't want to talk nonsense anymore with any high-sounding bullshit."

"Do you think it makes sense? John, the rules of the game in Eden City do not allow people like you to leave. You can't hold me hostage for the rest of my life. Then what? When you take a breath, the company or other institutions, whoever will take you Crushed to death in a corner, turned into an unknown corpse unknown to anyone..."

"it is good."

John replied calmly.

He was not affected by the words of the state police. He walked steadily and quickly, and together with the members of the Damascus camp next to him, he reorganized a force capable of resisting.

The state trooper cooperated silently and acted as a competent hostage.

The network surveillance agents seemed to have received the instructions and began to conduct on-site blockades according to fixed procedures. They took out different scanners and moved between the containers, seemingly looking for something.

John looked up as he retreated.

He saw countless red smoke rising one after another, and corresponding projected lights.

The network supervisor is classifying the loot.

Orosi had already summoned a car at this time.

They opened the door and saw the previously unconscious Armored Beamon sitting in the driver's seat, and calmly motioned for the state policeman to sit in the passenger seat.

The director of the Internet Supervision Office was obviously stunned for a second.

He smiled with relief, then calmly fastened his seat belt and did not do anything drastic again.

Orlos began negotiating with the state troopers.

They are both the kind of people who are proficient in the rules of the game, as if the people who just wanted to kill each other were not each other.

The black commercial vehicle slowly drove out of the battlefield.

The atmosphere inside the car became very strange.

Network monitoring can bypass major institutions and companies and arrive first. There must be countless forces behind it. There is probably something shady in the backup database and loot.

Orosi spent a lot of money on this operation.

She doesn't want to lose, and she can't fail.

Otherwise, she will be swallowed up by the corporate interest network of Eden City, until she is kicked out of the circle, just like a more advanced tie clip, and the ending will be almost as miserable.

Orosi pointed to the pressure on state police.

Internet surveillance is now at the peak of its influence.

The Congress is definitely not monolithic, and there are many interested parties who are critical of this. After completing this task or getting through the crisis of public opinion, those who want to remove the state police from their position will only become more crazy.

Orosi proposed sharing of benefits and risks.

This time, the goods and resources at the Silver Port will be redistributed based on the information available.

Secrets and resources are in the hands of two people.

The Damascus camp can directly accept the goods from the warehouse, and then do business with Plato Company, and Eurolos is responsible for promoting it, so no one knows how much the parties involved know.

Camp, network monitor, middleman.

Unless there is an organization that can obliterate all three at the same time and can withstand their own resistance, they can only give up and turn the whole thing over according to the rules of the game.

The state trooper looked at Euros approvingly.

They even shook hands with each other in the car, but it was a pity that they didn't prepare champagne glasses when they came out, otherwise they would probably have had a drink.

John remained silent.

He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two. He just looked out the window silently.

The flares originally fired at Silver Port have been completely extinguished.

At this time, thick black smoke was rising everywhere in the gray sky, and through the twisted and collapsed buildings, one could still smell the burnt stench and an indescribable weird smell.

There were wounded everywhere.

The members of the Damascus camp did not feel the joy of victory.

The black business car drove out slowly.

John saw on the wasteland that the defensive line that had been massively formed was now riddled with holes, and countless car wrecks and corpses were mixed in the wind and sand.

While they were fighting inside Silver Port, the same or even more brutal battle took place outside.

John suddenly realized a problem.

The Damascus camp tried its best in this battle. Even if it could get compensation from the distribution of benefits, it could not return to its peak in terms of numbers and unity.

An injury to Nando would certainly cause chaos.

The people who followed them along the way also suffered too many casualties. Accommodating new blood in the future would mean re-adjustment, and even some new ideas would be brought in.

The united Outcasts collapsed as Khumbu died.

Development gains in the Damascus camp have taken a heavy toll.

Who won?

John turned his head and looked into the car, facing the smiles of Euros and the state trooper.

(End of this chapter)