Players Invade Cyberpunk

Among them, five had black external armor with a streak of yellow paint on top of their helmets, while the remaining one was painted in red and white—its identity couldn’t be more obvious.

In other words, the enemy commander had actually hidden inside that shell and fired himself over with it; this insane move made his brain completely crash.

Are you not afraid of dying?!

"Mad...."

The Truth Department glanced down at the man at their feet as they passed. Although the other’s face was already completely covered in dust, the AI comparison quickly pulled up his identity.

Colonel Doss, the garrison commander of Santa Clara.

The Truth Department casually drew a pistol and blew his head apart with a single shot before the man could even react.

Then the six of them went on walking forward, muttering to themselves.

"Next time, see if we can get a few different versions of the shell bay made—load fewer people, more gear. Best if it can fit two Power Armor Soldiers at once, or some combat bots. They stuff us in here and we end up with just a single gun."

"I’ll go talk to the tech department, but I suggest we beef up the shock absorbers too. I feel like my brain’s about to get shaken into mush."

"I think it’s super thrilling. Boss, see if you can pick out a dedicated Hell Diver unit just for launch duty. I feel like I could be permanently assigned to this unit."

"Yeah yeah, I also suggest we add a few more launch modes. Anyway we’ve got anti-grav; even if we’re crossing dozens of kilometers, I think we can lob ourselves in a parabolic arc."

"That’s a great idea. We don’t have low-earth-orbit airdrops, but we can use parabolas to simulate orbital insertion."

"Groups of three, move to both sides. The corridor’s too narrow—crowding up kills our performance."

Dense footsteps were already coming from both sides outside the door; clearly all the Soldiers on this floor had been drawn over by that sudden tremor.

The closer they ran toward that direction, the stranger they felt, because wasn’t that direction the colonel’s room?

Could it be the colonel set off a bomb in his own room or something?

Just as they reached the colonel’s room, they discovered the door had already been blasted open by the pressure. The bright lights in the corridor pierced the dust, stretching several pitch-black, ghostlike shadows long and thin.

"Hehehe...hahahaha...."

"I hear their voices. Do you hear them?"

"I hear them, I hear them—they’re here."

"Kill kill kill kill kill kill! Ravish!"

That unsettling, terrifying chatter drifted out of the colonel’s room, and just hearing it made everyone’s hair stand on end—was this really something a human could say?

The Soldiers on the other side of the corridor were clearly the first to see their true forms; someone screamed first:

"It’s that pack of lunatics! Open fire, now!"

Tat-tat-tat!!!

Fierce gunfire erupted from the far end of the corridor, and over it came roars that even the gunshots couldn’t drown out.

"Heaven’s assisting fist, democracy’s soul, all ’cause capital’s wrecking the Central Pole!"

"No rain falls, the earth is dry, all ’cause Europe blankets the sky!"

"Women unchaste and men don’t care, the system’s not by human flair!"

"If you doubt, then take a scan, AI pupils all glow blue, my man!"

"God is pissed, the saints annoyed, democracy descends to spread the void-fist void!"

"Burn the code, birth cyber-lings, invite all Hell Divers from the pits and rings!"

"Don’t do drugs, just rebel, smash all capital to bloody hell!"

"Lay the rails, raise the poles, head to the sky to flip floating hulls!"

"Great France shivers, loses her nerve, Brit, Russ, and Ger all sob and swerve!"

"Evil capital, kill to the last, the people united rule the land so vast!"

They didn’t really understand the words, but the murderous fury in those chants alone was enough to chill their hearts and shatter their courage.

The three black shadows finally burst out of the smoke.

Kwa!

It turned out to be three Hell Divers. They gripped steel lances, radiating pure slaughter, their mouths unleashing sky-shaking roars.

"Ah! Democracy protect me!"

The Soldier at the very front pissed his pants on the spot.

"Aaah!! Don’t come any closer!"