Players Invade Cyberpunk

The nuclear explosion centered on Da Haguai sent massive shockwaves across the player frontline within a hundred miles radius. All players within sixty miles were killed, and those beyond sixty miles suffered severe disruption, with many cybernetic parts and electronic components burnt out.

The European-Cuban Alliance Army seized the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack on the player frontline. Their offense was so intense that the players barely organized any effective resistance, and the entire frontline collapsed.

The Alliance Army effortlessly pushed the frontline back to where it was a month ago.

But they unexpectedly encountered a tough adversary on the way—the nuclear explosion epicenter, Da Haguai.

The Dragon Field Soldiers, swiftly filling in to take over positions, were on the battlefield for the first time. Yet, under orderly management, they organized a series of defenses that stubbornly blocked the Alliance Army. The artillery fire from both sides nearly leveled the city.

Strategic points were contested one building at a time, with a living room being captured one day, but the banquet hall on the second floor still held by the opponent. And when it’s finally taken over, the first floor is snatched back by the enemy.

More than two thousand Dragon Field Soldiers were crammed into a tiny town less than five kilometers in diameter, with almost every building housing soldiers, as well as a second line and reserve troops.

Every building here had to withstand multiple rounds of tug-of-war.

Both sides fought ruthlessly in such bloody battles, with heavy casualties.

However, Gloria delivered substantial medical resources to the frontline soldiers, practically sparing no expense to save their lives. Cybernetic supplies were unlimited, and plans were in place for flesh-and-blood organ replacements later on, making the actual death toll extremely low.

There were even teams of psychologists brought by Henan people to tend to the psychological issues of the frontline soldiers. It was heard that there was a cooperation with New Dynasty Elegance, utilizing the Human Brain Array left by the lamas to start developing cyber-psychological therapy.

In contrast, the Alliance Army’s medical system was rather lacking.

European soldiers fared better; regardless of mental issues and quality problems, at least they were well-supplied with cybernetic parts. But Cubans were in a dire situation.

Initially, fatal injuries were untreated, which was understandable. But later, when severe injuries were no longer enough, even those lightly wounded were sent into ’ICE,’ and anyone who went in never came out.

Some Cuban soldiers, having witnessed comrades whose only injury was a broken leg being directly sentenced to death, never to be seen again, and further aggravated by the previously forcing death squads, suffered a direct blow to morale. Tensions between the sides intensified, leading to a stalemate in the offensive.

Indeed, combat is the only standard for testing truth.

On this increasingly intense battlefield, the shortcomings of the bourgeois military were thoroughly exposed.

In a hidden mountain hollow on the plains outside the city, Captain Boris of Global Security was leading his artillery team for a bombing inside the city.

Several self-propelled howitzers were set up on the flat ground, but the artillerymen were fretting around the howitzers, with no shots fired.

Red alerts flashed on the intelligent control panel of the artillery vehicle, refusing to fire.

Yes, the control program refused to execute the artillery’s firing commands.

Boris squatted beside the army technician with a cup of coffee, unable to resist asking.

"What’s the cause? Have you figured it out? It was working fine before, why did it suddenly stop?"

The technician shook his head helplessly, setting down the diagnostic terminal to answer.

"A minor issue."

Boris tasted bitterness greater than his coffee.

"A minor issue, then when can it be fixed? Those stupid idiots in the city are almost bursting with urgency."

The technician shrugged.

"Can’t fix it."

Boris was stunned.

"Didn’t you say it was a minor issue? Why can’t it be fixed?"

"It’s not a hardware issue; it’s a software issue."

The technician explained.

"The control software of this cannon was designed to limit firing to 100 rounds per day. Exceeding the limit may damage the barrel and cannon itself. You’ve already fired more than 150 rounds today, so the software locked the cannon."

The howitzer was not designed to consider the severity of warfare escalating to this degree during the initial design phase.

In theory, pinpoint shooting should suffice with 100 rounds per day per cannon.

Leading to the cannon’s control program unable to comprehend the intensity of the ongoing war.

It’s like encountering a bug.

"Damn it...."

Boris nearly cursed.

If the cannon were broken, he could understand; what does being locked by software mean?

"Can’t you fix the software issue?"

"It’s fixable. Just replace the sensor."

"Then replace it."

"Can’t replace it."

"What? Why?"

Boris almost suffocated.

"Because it’s illegal."

The technician pointed at the Rheinmetall company logo on the artillery vehicle.

"We only have the rights to use the control software installed on this cannon, not ownership. If I replace the sensor, the self-inspection program will detect it and lock the cannon entirely. Rheinmetall would record my serial number and take me to court for infringement."

Boris opened his mouth, wanting to curse.

But looking at the Rheinmetall logo, he could only let it go.

It’s Germany’s largest military-industrial giant; perhaps even cursing would be recorded, and he’d face litigation.

Moreover, this isn’t new; similar situations occur with prosthetic limb products on the market.

When you buy a prosthetic limb, some functions aren’t available to you. You have to subscribe for them separately.

"We can’t just stand here dumbly!"

Boris took off his military cap and slammed it on the ground furiously, then roared at the tactical units constantly requesting artillery support in the channel.