Players Invade Cyberpunk

Even if Brother Guan had the skill of defeating thousands, he still lost his life to Ma Zhong's trip rope.

In the midst of chaos, Heitian was completely unable to control his paralyzed body, only vaguely seeing many people squatting in the pitch-black cave, but he couldn't see their faces clearly, only felt that these people looked as repulsive as rats.

"Damn... rats..."

Then, his vision went black, and a sack was thrown over him from behind, sharp pain continuously pierced through his head, accompanied by the terrifying, greedy whispers of those people echoing in his ears.

"His right leg is mine."

"I want his kidney!"

"Can two be installed on the bull?"

"I think you can give it a try, preferably with two more magazines."

"my precious! mine!!!!"

He could still feel the sharp blade of the cybernetic doctor carving across his body, as if cutting pork on a pig ready for slaughter.

Unfortunately, it wasn't long before Heitian suffered brain death and could no longer perceive how the subsequent dismemberment fiesta unfolded.

"Heitian, what happened?"

When Heitian lost contact, Nagasawa immediately sensed something was wrong, but over there not a single gunshot was fired, which was indeed horrifying to an extreme.

When they sent drones to the scene, the footage captured was even more chilling.

Heitian was reduced to a broken corpse; his head was smashed beyond recognition, his advanced cybernetic limbs and internal organs dismantled almost entirely, even his cyber eyes were not spared. If not for the white artificial blood scattered on the ground being hard to collect, Nagasawa suspected these bastards would even dig up the soil.

Truly more pitiful than Lady Qi who was turned into a human swine.

This is...

This is...

This is the Cleaner's doing?

The camouflaged cloth were merely piles of mud underneath.

"These beasts..."

Though not enraged, Nagasawa couldn't find a better term to describe them.

If previously they considered this group of people as troublesome enemies, now the adversary is a group of monsters even less human than them.

"Get the drones back."

Though optical stealth drones are harder to detect at night, that doesn't mean they're invincible. In the silent wild, the drone's flight sound, however faint, can still be caught by keen ears, just like a pistol's silencer.

After all, it's not noisy daytime.

"Did you hear that?"

"Heard it, in that direction."

"Follow up, capture them."

West Fire Grass didn't disclose this plan to Wildman and old players, the execution was handled privately by a few of them, but when they returned to the base with arms, thighs, and artificial lungs, inevitably caught other players' attention.

Moreover, they didn't bother to hide their intentions, proudly revealing their unconventional murder plan to lure rare human targets into traps.

This style that seamlessly transitions into an R18 horror movie, players executed without a sense of guilt.

This information spread among players almost in seconds, Wildman soon got wind of it, and it was conveyed by frontline players to Valerie, who had just surrendered on the Super Earth's troop transport vehicle.

"They'll definitely go to the scene to investigate."

"Take away the corpses, determine the cause of death, or recover some cybernetic data chips. These agents' identities, implant models, and cerebral implants are highly classified, any high-end agent dying outside would be recovered if necessary, cybernetics also have special numbers and trackers."

Upon receiving information on Agent Huangban, Wildman's side quickly took action, players dispersed along the perimeter or those out on stealth missions started heading back after the camp was attacked during the day.

Brother Ni: "Perhaps it's too late for us to go now, the bodies may have already been taken away."

"We still need to check it out; it's rare to catch their trail, it shouldn't just slip away."

Wildman was already suited up for combat while speaking.

The frontline victory was secure, so it's unnecessary for him to stay in command.

"I just want to grab the last bit of experience."

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When the drone descended from the sky and returned to the charger on the big man's back, Nagasawa sighed.

"Ah....."

Heitian, after all, was his team member, to die so inexplicably naturally brings a sigh.

He completely didn't understand the mentality of these guys, going through so much trouble, sacrificing dignity for acting, risking their lives for infiltration, yet only for Heitian's cybernetics?

Not even a Cleaner could be as exaggerated as them.

Another squad leader, Nash, asked:

"What now? Do we withdraw?"

"Can't withdraw."

Nagasawa shook his head.

"The operation director won't allow this mission to fail."

His heart was filled with frustration; countless times in their agent careers they've faced difficult oppositions, even military-grade tech squads weren't spared, but no group compared to these in front.

Not strong

But strange

The seemingly injured, unable to afford suitable cybernetics cripple is actually an elite Mercenary, the commander at the back is the most formidable in the field, the sycophant pretending to surrender is actually coveting their cybernetics, shortsighted and foolish...

Are you guys insane?

A weary Nagasawa said:

"Let's wait till the latter half of the night, and then try to infiltrate the camp to plant explosives for demolition."

"Captain, there's a situation."