Infinity, progress from Arasaka

Then she casually punched the guy who ejected the two mantis knives, and smashed the subcutaneous armor and internal organs in his abdomen. Vera was like the scythe wielded by the god of death, killing the infiltrated agents who had reacted, bringing a silence of torn flesh and blood amid curses and screams.

zizi...

Less than half a minute.

"Johannesburg branch, this is Vera Adelheid. The coordinates of some of the attackers have been cracked and uploaded. Don't worry about the explosion point. Don't let them lead you by the nose. Hunt down their infiltration team and kill as many of their personnel as possible. Don't let them retreat easily... Anti-terrorist and riot control formation, follow me to the industrial park."

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PS: There is one more update.

Chapter 056 Resident Evil, but Cyberpunk 2075

Arasaka Industrial Park, Johannesburg.

The sound of high-energy automatic weapons firing continued to whistle, and the explosions, one more rapid than the other, shook the buildings in the biological research experimental area.

The glass curtain wall made a harsh shattering sound, the factory equipment was deformed, the pillars and walls collapsed, the metal doors were twisted, and the automated combat mecha was damaged...

"She has already left. One of our delayed interception teams has been destroyed... Update: Two teams have been destroyed."

Da da da! Bullets hit the wall pillars, splashing gravel. Sitting on the Arasaka armed robot with a blown head, two soldiers wearing singlets and heavy combat uniforms exchanged simple words while changing the magazine.

"Bitch, no wonder I heard that Adam Hammer, that cybernetic monster, once praised her during the battle. That monster also knows how to praise people? It turns out that the one he praised was also a monster! A monster with tits and no real thing down there."

As they talked, their eyes behind tactical goggles flashed with data streams.

That was the part that their hackers captured from the final battle footage of their dead colleagues. In the first-person perspective that was like a super dream experience, their comrades were almost unilaterally crushed. Every time the woman appeared in front of them, the picture would lag, and then blood and flesh would splatter and limbs would be scattered.

"Hiss..." exclaimed a senior agent from the Military Technology Africa Office.

He is not from the military science faction stationed in North America, and the rise of Arasaka's Vera Adelheid Russell has only happened in recent years, not that long. He has not been transferred to America and the Pacific Rim to perform missions. This mission to seize or destroy the "Stairway to the Sun Project" is his first time facing Vera.

When faced with this kind of pressure, where the other party is about to come and kill your entire family in less than ten minutes, even someone with experience in African affairs like him feels a little scalp-tingling.

"Fuck, she's gotten stronger again..." This is the murmur of a military field agent from North America.

His words made his colleagues in the African region look at each other in confusion. What the hell?

"Her calculation ability and reaction ability are even more exaggerated."

As an elite agent who understands the opponent's fighting style and has watched his combat videos many times, he knows very well that Vera's coordination and reflexes in a South American field mission half a year ago were not as strong as this time!

Vera Adelheid's fighting style is completely different from Adam Hammer's.

If the latter represents the ultimate brutal beauty of the rough stacking of cybernetics, then the former is implicit, reflecting the perfect combination of human biotechnology and cybernetics technology, a beautiful and elegant restrained beauty.

It is equally deadly.

click!

He loaded the magazine and said, "There's no time left. Everyone, attack! If we can't get it in the last 7 minutes, we'll have to blow up the lab!" His voice was deep and he clenched his fists, not hiding the traces of nanofiber plating and subcutaneous armor implants on his thick arms.

"Hacker team, I'm Assault No. 1, focus the Golem virus, I need you to paralyze the sentry turrets of those Arasaka dogs... um, wait for my signal."

He stretched his thick neck, picked up the VST-37 rifle made by Russia's high-tech military industry, loaded the bolt handle, and then grabbed the loaded T40 Hurricane rocket launcher of the high-tech military industry. The next moment, he moved forward decisively...

"attack!"

He pulled the trigger of the rocket launcher the moment he stepped out of the rear bunker.

sizzle-

The Arasaka sentry turret that spewed out flames in response seemed to have a steering gear that was not lubricated properly. It got stuck and became paralyzed, and there was a gap in the firepower network.

Boom! A series of directional explosions tore the bunker defense line of Arasaka into pieces. Several heavily armed soldiers on the sentry tower were instantly blown into a ball of blood, and then fell down softly.

Although Arasaka's counterattack firepower was weakened, they still used heavy machine guns and intelligent self-detonating shotgun shells to weave a dense firepower network, knocking down several military soldiers to the ground in an instant, and even No. 1, who was the assault commander, was hit by several bullets.

The firepower here is not as powerful as the mosquito bites in street conflicts. They are all armor-piercing heavy bullets. The combat uniforms were torn open, the leather armor collapsed, the titanium ribs collapsed, and several large pieces of artificial flesh and blood with electric current were blown away.

In the smoke, bullets were flying everywhere, flesh and blood were torn, prosthetic limbs covered with fishy and sweet liquid were flying everywhere, and everything was blurred.

On the secret communication channel unknown to these soldiers fighting on the front line, the commander of the hacker attack team serving as backup support was having a fierce argument with his superiors.

[“'South African Bird' calls 'Nest' and requests to retreat. The situation is deteriorating rapidly. The intelligence is wrong. In addition to the local garrison in Johannesburg, there are also Arasaka security forces stationed in the Arasaka Industrial Park. The infiltration has turned into a strong attack. The operation has failed.”]

[“Rejected. Continue the mission and hold on for another five minutes. Vera Adelheid’s personal execution, the overseas friend’s risking his life to reveal it, and the extra security forces stationed there to maintain such high confidentiality by Arasaka, all of this shows the importance of the Stairway to the Sun Project. Either get it or destroy it. Such a large-scale investment must be rewarded accordingly!”]

[“But... we don’t have the individual combat power to deal with Vera Adelheid...”]

[“No buts, follow the order! You have five minutes before she returns to the industrial park! Within five minutes, either get the Sun Staircase Flower or destroy it!”]

......

The bloody exchange of fire had lasted for a minute and a half.

"Damn it, that damn Arasaka sticky guy is still alive! Fuck... Arasaka's reinforcements are less than five minutes away from us... Another group of people are dead, we don't have time to waste with them! Let's blow up the lab first!"

Before he could finish his words, boom!

A particularly violent explosion rocked the laboratory building, drowning out the continued roar of gunfire.

Powerful shock waves spread out like ripples, thick smoke and flames broke through the walls and spread out, and the air was filled with the stench of burning flesh and electronic components.

"cough cough..."

He was knocked to the ground by the hot gas flow, and the collapsed wall pillars formed a triangle area that protected the captain of the Arasaka Security Agent Team.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw that the temporary defense line had been blown to pieces in the flames. His subordinates and the basic security personnel of the laboratory had been mixed with the twisted and melted machine gun turret.

"Damn it, how many controlled munitions did the Militech bastards smuggle in... ahem."

The scorching air current burned his eyes and enhanced respiratory tract so much that he felt extremely uncomfortable. He looked behind him and saw that the door of the laboratory where the Sun Staircase Flower was stored had been melted through by the torrent.

One of them was in a mess, with several flaming cables hanging from the broken ceiling, making crackling sounds and occasionally exploding with small thunderbolts. In the corner of the glass cage with broken edges, some mice that were shocked to death, burned to death, or electrocuted were lying dead.

The most crucial thing was that there was a machine inside. His analysis plug-in, which was still able to function temporarily, concluded that it was a DNA analyzer and synthesizer. It was severely damaged, and some sticky light-colored liquid began to seep out from the twisted metal gap...

"The sample extracted from the Stairway of the Sun flower... No, Master Saburo, that belongs to Master Saburo, and we must not let the barbarians with military technology take it away..."

Relying on the pain editor to suppress the shock and spasm reactions in his body, he struggled to crawl out of the ruins and crawled into the experiment. Even though his trouser legs were cut by the twisted metal fragments on the ground and his legs and feet were torn, he still crawled in.

"Saburo-sama..."

He is a member of the security force of the Arasaka family compound. Since he was a child, it was Arasaka who picked him out of an orphanage, trained him, and gave him prosthetic bodies for free, allowing him to enter and exit the sex doll museum freely, making him a superior person. Therefore, he must repay Lord Saburo!

"As long as Director Russell is still here, the experiment can be restarted..."

He approached the instrument and collapsed on the dripping sticky liquid. With the help of the smooth walls and floor of the laboratory, he saw what he looked like at the moment.

He reached out his hand, which was stained with the sample liquid, and touched half of his bloody face. The helmet and face guard were cut off by shrapnel, revealing the reinforced teeth on the upper and lower jaws and the bionic flesh and prosthetic structure inside. Electric sparks made a crackling sound.

boom!boom!

At the same time, the screams of the remaining men outside the defense line and the gradually sparse gunfire made him realize that in order to prevent the experimental results from falling into the hands of the enemy, he must destroy the sample. He took out the high-explosive grenade from his waist and was about to pull the ring.

Whoosh!

An electromagnetic steel needle bullet pierced his heart.

"Fuck, we almost let that damn dog Arasaka succeed." The military science agent who entered the laboratory holding the severed arm fired a few more shots at the torso, and then kicked away the motionless body leaning against the instrument.

"call..."

Looking at the dark red flowers in the broken culture jar, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Take the flowers away, don't leave any residue for Arasaka, collect data, we only have less than two minutes..." He came to the control console, and the technician who followed him in immediately pulled out his personal connection line interface and began to crack it.

"Sir, cracking it will take time, and the console's storage chip is partially damaged and the data is lost. Maybe I can only extract part of it from the spare chip identification and repair..."

"Fuck, we can identify as many as we can. It doesn't matter if we can't identify anything. With the flowers, why should we worry about not being able to research them?" He squatted in front of the damaged DNA synthesizer and looked at the liquid dripping from the gap, thinking, "Who brought the medical sealed container?"

As he called out, two more military science agents entered the laboratory carrying briefcases. Just as they were concentrating on transferring the Sun Staircase Flowers and collecting the unknown liquid dripping from the instruments, a crisp sound like the sound of muscles being scratched was heard.

"Now is not the time to relax, you..."

He frowned and turned around, and saw:

"Ahhhh——!"

The technician who was cracking the laboratory console was tackled by the Arasaka soldier with a hole in his heart and several huge cavities in his torso, and creepy gnawing and chewing sounds were heard.

"For... Lord Saburo..."

He raised his head, his eyes oozing with blood, his face covered in blood, his upper and lower jaws open with steel teeth and pieces of flesh and organs such as his bronchus stained on them.

He let out an inhuman howl, his whole body squirming unnaturally, and then pounced towards the one-armed 'Assault No. 1'.

But, BANG!!

Blood and flesh splattered, and the headless body fell to the ground.

"What the hell, you scared me, what the hell is this?!"

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Chapter 057: Team annihilation

The inhuman, shrill roar came to an abrupt end, and the headless corpse fell heavily, making a dull crashing sound.

"Is he crazy? Damn, these Arasaka monkeys just like to do all kinds of weird things. They have prosthetics but don't need to bite with their mouths? They are really uncivilized barbarians..."

A bullet blew up the head of the 'resurrected' Arasaka dog. The front-line combat commander of the military technology infiltration soldiers present, the one-armed white strong man code-named 'Assault No. 1' spat, fired a few more shots at the corpse, and then hurried to check on the technician who was knocked down.

"Ahem...Pfft..."

The personal connection line was still stretched straight and connected to the console. The technician covered his bleeding neck with his hands, and kept coughing up blood foam, bile, and digestive fluid from his mouth, making a popping sound as if there was air leaking.

His throat was completely torn open, and his esophagus and bronchi, which had been reinforced with bioplastics, were violently pulled out and exposed, mixed with the bloody flesh that was either from his body or from the face of that Arasaka dog.

The interface behind the ear was also deformed due to the sudden huge force of hammering and pulling, and sparks flashed in the chip slot.

Obviously, he was no longer able to perform the task of cracking the console and repairing the files.

"Damn it!" the one-armed strong man cursed angrily.

That bitch from Night City would be here in a few minutes, and he didn't have time to find someone else to crack the code.

"Paramedic, bandage him up! Everyone, pay attention, shoot the dead Arasaka dogs lying on the ground a few more times! Seal the Stairway to the Sun flower and move immediately. Demoman, install the time bomb..."

When it’s time to cut it off, without getting hung up on greed, ‘Assault No. 1’ made a quick choice.

It doesn’t matter if we can’t get it, but we must ensure the existing results.

And just as he issued the order, poof!

"What's the movement?"

Following the sound, I heard a few shots and found the body of the Arasaka dog.

The torn bulletproof vest burst out rags and pieces of meat with hard steel plates, and the headless corpse seemed to be fermenting inside. The gap in the headless neck suddenly burst out like a soda can, spurting out fishy juice and things like pieces of organ meat, and the anus of the lower body also sprayed out.

The complex and pungent smell that hits your nose is like the fermentation smell of a mixture of disinfectant, heated fresh plasma, gastric acid bile, prosthetic maintenance fluid, coolant, hydrogen sulfide, food residues, alcohol, tartar and other messy things.

Anyone who smells it will know how sour and refreshing it is.

Da da da--

There was another round of concentrated fire, and the complete body was no longer there, but the faces of the military soldiers present all looked very bad, and the smell here was really uncomfortable.

"Fuck, the rescue team, take the wounded and samples and evacuate first! Everyone else, continue to search with me, and the demolitionist, continue to plant the bomb."

Wow.

The unfortunate technician's torn esophagus and trachea were stuffed back into his neck, then blocked with biomedical foam to stop the bleeding and then temporarily fixed with a splint. After the first aid was completed, a paramedic carried him on his back and ran out of the laboratory in small steps with the transfer personnel carrying a sealed box of Sun Step Flower culture dishes, running towards the collapsed gap caused by the explosion in the research building.

"Poor Larry. I'm telling you, apart from the implantation of the techno-prosthesis, your skin modification is definitely not enough. If you implant a subcutaneous armor, do you think that mad dog Arasaka can bite through your neck... Don't worry, Larry, it's all right now. When you go back, you can get an iron throat."

"Haha... Larry, everyone else's nickname is 'Iron Jaw', what about you? 'Iron Neck' or 'Steel Throat'?"