Infinity, progress from Arasaka

As he said that, he called on his subordinates to drag the crazy guy out. They were all heavily armed soldiers. Maybe their quality, changing efficiency and combat skills were not as good as those in Tokyo, Night City and other large areas, but they were fully armed with full body protective suits, gas masks, air-filtering enhanced lungs and everything else.

Just as they were tying and restraining him, beep beep beep——

【notice!】

It is the reminder tone of the company's high-authority notification email.

[Arasaka Tokyo Global Headquarters, Information Department]: "We are hereby notifying South Africa and the Cape Town branch's Pretoria, Bloemfontein, Johannesburg... company security personnel that after review by the Tokyo Operations Supervisory Committee, Vera Adelheid Russell's application for emergency military authorization to manage [Night City] has been approved."

"Director Vera Adelheid Russell is now officially appointed as the Special Envoy for the June 6.7 terrorist attacks in Johannesburg, South Africa."

“2075年6月7日，南非时间凌晨2点56分55秒。即刻生效。”

"Authorization period: between 6/7 and 6/9. Once the Tokyo Arasaka Tower Special Assault Team arrives in Johannesburg, the temporary authorization will be lifted."

……

"Fuck."

The soldiers raised their heads almost at the same time and looked at each other.

The efficiency of the Tokyo headquarters is too exaggerated. It is equivalent to approval in seconds.

"This thing may be more important than we can imagine..."

The team leader looked at the madman who was still struggling after being gagged and pressed to the ground. "Wrap it a few more times, bring the sealed bag over and wrap it up!" At the same time, he also took out the damaged but still intact metal box in the van and asked the hovercraft to land. Transport the things back first, and ensure safety.

"Keep searching. Search every car. Take away any containers in the cars, on the people, in the boxes and suitcases!"

......

The once bright and tidy corridors of the industrial park's experimental building were now in chaos.

Floor-to-ceiling windows that were as strong as steel were shattered in large numbers, and the concrete walls and pillars were covered with spider-web-like cracks. Warm bullet casings, twisted tables and chairs, and broken defense mechanisms were scattered all over the ground. Oh, and there were also corpses.

Along with the noise, in addition to the Arasaka soldiers searching the battlefield and the paramedics who were rescuing their own wounded, a group of medical staff dressed in white and green and armed to the teeth were also dragging stretchers to look for customers. They were the cyber-age guardian angels of the trauma team.

There may be no platinum members on the scene, but some security chiefs and heads of relevant departments in the industrial park are silver members and gold members.

Although the trauma team does not send out the ultimate rescue floating vehicle that will arrive in 7 minutes and various high-tech first aid equipment like it does for platinum members, it will also send out ground forces for search and rescue and provide some first aid and drug purchase discounts.

Thumb thump…

"Captain Russell!"

Seeing the person coming, the Arasaka guard standing at the door shuddered, stood at attention and saluted, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

"Ah."

Vera nodded slightly, and in front of the shocked eyes of the trauma team, she threw the so-called "terrorist" with half of his head crushed in front of them.

"Rescue the biorecorder a little bit, at least so that it can extract a clearer version of Mewtwo."

"...Yes, yes!"

From the gap in the wall to the building, on the way to the laboratory, Vera located the target of the intrusion and cracked the code, chopped off a few escaped fish in the corner of the industrial park, and burned the brains of two hackers who did not retreat in time. Then, Vera carried the blood-stained suitcase she had taken back and walked towards the laboratory with the protective door blown open, following two rows of bloody footprints.

"Fuck, that was a really clean search."

When arriving at the laboratory, Vera could only say, "Military technology, you guys did a great job."

The fire protection system pipes above were blown out and exposed, and the stored disinfectant and sterilization water had long been spilled. Only the dry warning sound continued.

The laboratory was full of bullet holes and fragments, and it was obvious that a bomb had been placed there, and it was an internal explosion. Although because of the hasty retreat, the bomb was not placed properly, but exploded randomly.

The extent of damage indoors was very uneven. Some places were completely blown through, while in other places only a layer of PVC antibacterial flooring on the surface was blown away.

Of course, even so, the poor guinea pigs that Vera applied for have turned to dust.

The culture tank used to cultivate the Sun Staircase Flower to extract the Progenitor Virus was tilted and shattered, and the gene synthesizer specially used to synthesize leech DNA and the Progenitor Virus was dismantled into pieces.

Half of the console was blown off, revealing the mechanical structure inside.

The dried colored liquid on the ground was mixed with human blood, boiling human fat from high temperatures, indoor disinfectant from the cyberpunk world, thermite residue from bomb explosions, and other elements. Vera was not sure whether it was necessary to extract and recycle these water stains.

It saves a lot of trouble.

The high temperature of thermite incendiary bombs, the sterilization inhibitory fluid in the laboratory, and the high-pressure shock caused by the explosion made it obvious that the exposed RNA virus could not survive in such a harsh environment.

Vera is well aware of the limitations and limits of the Progenitor virus and the T-like virus.

Naturally, you won’t tie yourself up in knots and make yourself uncomfortable.

The Progenitor Virus and the first generation T-like virus that she has refined and formulated now have a very low transmission rate. It is extremely difficult to spread except through direct injection, eating the Sun Stairway flowers containing viral substances, eating the flesh and blood of people infected with the virus, and high-frequency exchange of body fluids.

The T virus developed by James Marcus and William Birkin was cultivated and extracted over many years, and then cultivated and extracted again, and continuously optimized, which gave the original virus higher stability and high transmissibility.

The cost is to lower the upper limit of the enhancement effect.

Vera would not be so arrogant as to think that the results of her two days of initial training could be comparable to their results of more than ten years.

Moreover, the 'amount' she extracted was limited, and she had not yet done any fancy operations to strengthen it. She had not synthesized and modulated the virus for gaseous transmission. With the high level of transformation of those military science agents, it was impossible for them to be easily infected, unless they injected an injection into their carotid artery to allow the virus to directly invade the brain before being filtered by the internal circulation cyber implant.

"Seal off the laboratory and prohibit anyone from entering. Order the chemical defense team to carry out a blanket sterilization and disinfection."

With a responsible attitude, Vera issued a disinfection order. When the Arasaka soldiers were setting up the isolation belt, she found a relatively intact front desk, pushed aside the dust, gravel, bullet shells and other messy things on it, and then placed the suitcase on it.

Vera took the tactical terminal computer from the Arasaka security operator who was waiting carefully beside her, and asked for some disinfectant and rags to wipe off the blood and meat on the suitcase. Click! Invade, crack, unlock, she opened the buckle.

Inside, there was only one small transparent glass container placed on the groove of the cushioning sponge pad, and it was not full yet. It was obvious that they were in a hurry to fill it...

"Captain Russell, these are what we found from the invading 'terrorist' car when we were cleaning up the scene." At this time, the squad leader who had just finished cleaning up the scene came over, and behind him were Arasaka soldiers carrying and hugging metal boxes.

"Well, put it here."

Vera pointed to the empty space behind her and said, "Wipe off the blood and dirt, and disinfect it. All of you remember to disinfect your whole body."

"Ah? Yes!" Before leaving, he pointed to the man-sized cooling cabinet that was carried in by two Arasaka soldiers. Boom! There were constant crashing sounds coming from it. "That crazy guy, is he also putting it here?"

"put it here."

Vera said as she turned her eyes away from the tactical terminal computer and glanced at the banging cooler. "Put some padding in there to secure it."

After she finished speaking, she continued to fiddle with the portable terminal computer in front of her and retrieved the internal permissions. Fortunately, the building's programs were not completely scrapped. Vera retrieved the hidden camera footage in the laboratory at the time of the incident in the industrial park, as well as the surveillance footage around the industrial park.

Well, first there was a tremor caused by the violent explosion, and the camera hidden in the laboratory shook very slightly.

Then, amid the continuous roar of gunfire and explosions, Vera saw the stressed mice in the glass cabin of the laboratory. Fast forward, explosions, flames, violent vibrations, the multi-layer protective door of the laboratory was almost melted through in an instant, the ceiling collapsed, dust flew, and cracks appeared on the glass of the lens.

Vera's eyes jumped slightly.

Real heavy firepower, this kind of tactical missile, if she was hit by one, she would definitely die. After all, she was not as thick-skinned as Adam Heavy Hammer.

Her individual power mecha...is the direction in which she will invest resources in the next stage.

Fast forward again, a seriously injured soldier with the Arasaka clover logo on his body crawled in with difficulty. Half of his face was smashed. He was exposed to the virus that seeped out of the broken DNA synthesizer. Vera watched him leaning against the instrument. The key point was whether he touched his face with the hand that had touched the virus liquid, or whether his face was smashed and pierced by the flesh armor.

Then, the military science people entered the laboratory, and the white strong man who broke his arm during the attack killed him. Then, the Arasaka agent mutated, and he sneaked up and bit off the neck of the military science technician who was cracking the control console. It was the "zombie" discovered by Vera.

It turned out to be the case.

It wasn't until they ransacked the lab, planted the bomb, found the hidden camera and destroyed it that Vera pressed pause.

After downloading the package, Vera used her authority to destroy the surveillance storage.

She exhaled a breath, squinted her eyes slightly, leaned forward, and tapped her fingers on the front desk.

At the same time, on the terminal screen, the security colleagues of the Johannesburg branch have blocked the main traffic arteries in the city, searched the entire city, and continuously sent back new results. Suspicious people were intercepted here, there was an exchange of fire there, and a hacker with a cooked brain was found in a building...

Although Vera was still directing the pursuit operation and appeared very angry, vowing to kill all the terrorists who tried to steal her research results, her thoughts had actually shifted to other places.

In fact, what happened in Johannesburg and South Africa has nothing to do with her anymore.

The outward anger, personally killing people, and killing in a way that vents anger are all performed for others to see.

Her application for authorization was actually a casual test, and the response from the Tokyo headquarters had already given her the answer.

Ha, I didn’t expect it to be so awesome.

Vera doesn't care about other things, but this is an excellent promotion resume. As a special mission and full-power operations specialist, although it was only for less than two days, it can be said that Vera's orders covered all the security units in a local region.

It seems that Saburo's attention has been highly diverted to her.

Then.

Vera looked toward the cooler in the corner.

"One for our side and one for the enemy, two great advertisements."

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PS: Today is Mother's Day. I am accompanying my mom shopping and having dinner, so I will post 4.5K. I will post two more posts tomorrow.

I remember all the rewards you are owed. I am not a full-time coder and my payment may be slow, but I promise to pay it back in full (┗|｀O′|┛).

Chapter 059 Let the Butterfly Fly for a While (5K)

After a few hours, large-scale gunfire in downtown Johannesburg had ceased.

The Arasaka military forces reacted and immediately blocked all the exits from the city. As the results of Arasaka's pursuit continued to be updated, in a badland town in Gauteng Province, South Africa, a secret military technology base, a dedicated hidden channel was sending messages about "Spring Operation".

[This is the Gauteng Intelligence Office in South Africa. The spring operation failed. The 'South African Bird' and its hacker attack team were completely wiped out. The assault team won at first but then lost, and was defeated by the rushed Vera Adelheid. The Central African Bush Rock interception team was completely wiped out, and 'Assault No. 1' was killed. The obtained Sun Staircase Flower and research samples were taken back.]

[Except for a small number of support personnel and external reconnaissance personnel, most of the combat personnel trapped in Johannesburg were blocked in the city by the Arasaka Rapid Reaction Force and SAPS (South African Police Service). We are temporarily unable to determine the final survival rate of the operation. ]

[There was a major intelligence misjudgment in this operation. First, in addition to the regular garrison forces, the Arasaka Industrial Park also hid an elite Arasaka Elite Security Team. Their presence seriously delayed the progress of our operation, turning the infiltration into a strong attack, wasting a lot of time, which was the direct factor that led to the "Assault No. 1" being caught up.]

[Secondly, I hope that the North American headquarters will reassess the threat of Vera Adelheid. She is not likely to become the second Adam Hammer, but she has become one. Her personal hacking ability needs to be reassessed.]

[[Attachment: On-site data and combat recorder data unit of operators]; Upload target: Washington, DC, JIA agent 'Lark']

......

When the morning glow brightened the sky again, the search for Johannesburg was not over yet.

Military and police were rampant on the streets, and SAPS cops and Arasaka armed personnel were conducting large-scale searches along the city's main traffic arteries.

There is no doubt that the chaos in the early morning and the shock in the early morning will together form an unforgettable memory for the residents of Johannesburg.

On radio and television, the order from Vera Adelheid Russell, the special plenipotentiary commissioner for the "June 6.7th Terrorist Attack in Johannesburg, South Africa", was made public by Arasaka.

With street lights flickering and engines whirring...

After blocking the city border first, Arasaka's military vehicles, heavy armored floating vehicles, and even soldiers equipped with half-body exoskeletons that are rarely seen in South Africa, bipedal upright combat drone mechas that look like big crabs, "Octant" heavy drones, floating armored vehicles, and other rare things for ordinary people all roared into the city streets.

These scenes are invaluable to journalism scholars and are naturally also a carnival for the global media.

夜之城时间6月6日晚上11点。（南非时区UTC+2，加利福尼亚UTC-7，南非时间比夜之城时间快9小时）

Night City is still Night City and has not changed because of anyone's departure.

Everywhere you look, conflicts among chaebol corporations and endless gang fights continue, the dead lottery continues to be updated, and late at night, crimes committed by lawbreakers and instant gratification in cyber mercenary bars are going on as usual.

Watson District, Afterlife Nightclub.

Colorful light pollution dances on the ceiling, images of strippers and sex dolls interweave, and the air is filled with a mixture of various smells: the spiciness of alcohol, the intensity of tobacco, the stimulation of drugs, and the interweaving of perfume and hormones. All kinds of smells mix together to form the unique atmosphere of a debauched and even decadent nightlife.

At the lively bar, mercenaries who had completed their commissioned tasks and marginal walkers who were planning what errands they would take tomorrow gathered in twos and threes. After ordering a glass of wine left by past legends, they bragged and chatted about today's gains and the future.

The manic music and Stanley, the close friend who makes your ears callused, are of course essential to create the atmosphere.

"Good evening! Night City—"

"I'm your old friend Stanley. Another wonderful day in our Dream City has come to an end. Of course, I'm not here to chat or sell anything this time. Let's talk about serious matters."

"Speaking of Night City, our place is well-known all over the world. Others have always rushed to come to Night City, and we are not afraid of competition, but today, we have to admit that someone is more powerful. Even if it is only temporary."

"Everyone knows South Africa, right? Yes, there's a place called Johannesburg. The Arasaka Industrial Park was bombed!!"

When the broadcast of 'Arasaka was bombed' echoed in the nightclub along with Stanley's passionate broadcast, all the old folks squinted their eyes, except for those who were really drunk, high, or doing some indescribable piston movement in the box.

The decadent atmosphere in the nightclub seemed to have become a little more serious.

"Fuck, this is so awesome, blow up Arasaka?"

At the bar, a sturdy guy with a bun, a gentle face and a jacket said in surprise.

"Okay, stop bragging. Didn't you see that Arasaka has gone crazy? Those guys who committed the crime are legendary enough, but I guess they are legendary until they go to the grave."

The female bartender with thick arms but no signs of prosthetics took a look at the news. Although she was also surprised, her reaction was not as strong as the big guy in front of her. She wiped the cocktail glass and said, "Arasaka Tower exploded. We should do what we should do. Um, big guy, what do you want?"