Players Invade Cyberpunk

"Four Eyes was just killed by their sniper."

Agents are dying one after another on the battlefield, the enemy's strength far exceeds the original estimate, and Huang Ban's data center is still treating the players as the batch that fought with the Trauma Team a few days ago, suffering losses is inevitable.

But the scariest part is not even that.

Ryosuke looked at the opposite Natural Curl, whose eyes revealed a scavenger-like clarity, a vulgar tongue constantly licking the lips, with a childlike innocent smile at the corners of the mouth.

He had no doubt that the other party intended to dissect him alive and sell him.

"Report to headquarters, the Izumo squad is taking heavy losses."

"Received, continue to delay."

"...Understood."

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Several almost imperceptible figures hid in the dim alley

"Izumo squad encountered the enemy, act quickly."

"Understood."

Those who received the order did not immediately act but undressed one after another in the alley until they were completely naked.

But they weren't streaking for the sake of some silver party.

After a brief warm-up, their skin gradually lost color, becoming transparent, blending with the surrounding environment, invisible unless looked at closely.

This is optic camouflage external skin, a very advanced prosthetic, if converted to Lin Miao's prosthetic level, it would be at least a small seven-figure purple prosthetic, normal people not only can't use it, they can't even see it.

Soon, several blurred light shadows moved out of the alley, heading towards the players' temporary gathering place.

The players temporarily requisitioned an empty construction site as a transit station for materials and personnel, after all, there were hundreds of people, everyone wanted to fight for this limited edition title, and they all came here in a frenzy.

Even if there wasn't room for so many people upfront, being a nurse or patrol here could also earn you a title.

Tutu, who was completely burned, was still lying on the bed chatting aimlessly with the patient Sword Snow next to him.

"Let me tell you, this fire was the biggest I've seen in my life, bigger than the one I started on the neighbor's beehive when I was a kid, probably almost as big as the one in Tianjin a few years ago."

"Are you crazy, starting a fire on a neighbor's beehive? Were your neighbors not on good terms with your family?"

"Serves them right for stinging me."

"What happened then?"

"I couldn't get out of bed for three days, was tied to the bed and beaten with a belt by my father, the whole village could hear me screaming."

"Good beating, I would have done the same, beat you to death."

"Now I'm just afraid of one thing."

"What thing?"

"I heard that dreaming about fire makes you wet the bed, and I'm still in the dorm."

Lying on the hospital bed and chatting nonsense, the two suddenly felt a breeze pass by, Sword Snow suspiciously touched his face, interrupting the nonsense from the bed next door.

"Did someone just pass by?"

Tutu: "Nonsense, this place is full of people, if not seventy, at least a hundred would pass by in a minute, how should I know who you're talking about..."

Sword Snow scratched his head, was it his imagination?

According to the positioning of Huang Ban's agents, the one captured alive was in the residential house not far ahead, with two players in exoskeletons standing on the first floor, just like door gods, only missing a spray of Qin Qiongyuchi Gong on their shields, regardless of performance, the aura was there, A2 and 2B, two key marked units, were on the second-floor balcony, guarding very tightly.

But Huang Ban's agents with optic camouflage didn't care much about this, their stealth activities could not necessarily be blocked by military technology, let alone loose mercenary groups, plus there was a large flow of people here, not far from the fire scene, thermal sensors wouldn't be very effective, and their skin had anti-infrared coating.

Only some specialized scanning equipment could possibly find them, but this was a busy street, and there was a residential house in front, where would you find any professional equipment.

However, that residential house's front door was quite high-tech, might as well install one at home after going back.

The captain nodded to himself

The only problem was that the front door was wide open, with people coming and going from time to time, without any precaution, which seemed too careless.

But they were just a group of mercenaries, although their combat strength was okay, they were far from being as disciplined as a regular army, having loopholes was a normal phenomenon.

The stealth squad slowly approached the residential house, because they couldn't make a sound, they could only communicate through the channel

[Yumi: Captain, which route are we taking to get in? ヽ(ˋДˊ)ノ]

[You Xiang: The window might make noise, let's go through the front door, follow behind others to prevent accidents]

[Yumi: Understood~ Understood~ヽ(ˋ▽ˊ)ノ]

[Weaving Princess: Be careful of those two marked targets, don't engage them head-on]

[Yumi: They look fiercer than you, Weaving Princess, they're scary Ծ‸Ծ]

[Weaving Princess: .....]

[Yumi: Found a shorty, I'll just follow behind her~(￣▽￣～).]

[You Xiang: Be careful, we're outside to cover, act cautiously]

Little Teacher carried a small medicine box, filled with clean gauze and disinfectant, huffing and puffing with her small legs towards the residential house.

Ever since she entered the game, seeing Pandora was like seeing a lost relative, maintaining a 1.4-meter height as an adult wasn't easy, and being flat-chested wasn't easy either, they could only say they were alike in misery.

It was just that after approaching the residential house, she felt a strong sense of malice, and it was very close to her.

But looking around, there was no one around, even suddenly turning her head, there was nothing but emptiness behind her.