Chapter 779: Washington D.C (1)
"...Ah, it hurts."
"Seems like you’re quite interested in other people’s love lives, especially when they’re still hot. But, there’s no need to stir up trouble and make a scene, right?"
"Yes."
"Then let’s get going. I heard the DARPA folks made something interesting."
On the evening of 2031, with only a few hours remaining until the New Year, in the ultra-secret area of Central Park HQ.
Including myself, there were now more than a dozen Icarus Operators moving through an area guarded by darkness and thick double-layered walls. Even in the darkness, the pressure sensors embedded in the walls emitted faint beeping sounds. It was truly an impressive sight.
I heard that this had been reinforced due to the last Artemis Cyborg infiltration. It seemed that reinforced concrete and barbed wire were deemed sufficient, but that clearly wasn’t enough, as was exposed to everyone.
Anyway, there was a reason why I was stepping foot here after such a long time and why I had suddenly mentioned the Artemis Cyborg.
It was because DARPA, the Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency in Washington D.C., had finally made a cyborg-killing weapon after analyzing the remains of the Artemis Cyborg. And now, it could be integrated with the Icarus Gear and used effectively.
"I heard it’s a close-combat weapon... While it would be suitable for sustained use, I wish it was a gun instead."
"To neutralize the cyborgs we’ve killed with just guns, you'd need a railgun capable of semi-automatic fire with the power of a Titan."
"A weapon that a mutated person wearing the gear would stand and fire? It’s like trying to fire a 20mm anti-material sniper rifle while standing. My shoulder would probably fly off first."