Chapter 1229: Chapter 399: Nuclear Countdown_3
Probably only players would have the mood to chat idly at such a life-and-death moment.
"Da Haguai..."
Ruzuo, holding onto his last bit of energy, said
"I saw them take something off the car, must be for a special mission, they’re going into the city to do something, damn it.... I just wanted to find a hidden place as an evacuation point, how did I run into this bunch of bastards."
The European bombing of Cuban gathering sites is deadly; the original flatland villages were too easy to attack. Large migrations were easily tracked, so Ruzuo sought this remote place that wouldn’t be easily searched by the European air force to temporarily house villagers.
Tutu lightly kicked him
"Alright, you can die in peace, I’ll bring your bodies back."
"Damn!"
Ruzuo closed his eyes and died completely breathless.
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For nuclear strikes, the players’ command system has corresponding records
Because this World Corporation has committed too many egregious crimes
New York was hit by a nuke, Chicago by a gas bomb, Night City was nuked....
The company’s bottom line could be said to be nonexistent; they use nukes whenever they want, and players don’t expect anything from them, otherwise, they wouldn’t be frantically building underground facilities.
Whether it’s Stone Ridge Mountain or Pig Bay, all important facilities are placed underground to prevent unexpected nuclear strikes.
But Da Haguai, this city isn’t even in the Wildman’s emergency plan project
Because there’s nothing here, pathetically few industries, a protein factory and some drug manufactures, along with stockpiled tobacco and drugs, and that’s it, nothing of high value.
Blowing this place up causes a lot of Cuban deaths with no loss to the players, a hundred and eighty deaths just means logging back in three days later.
Therefore, upon learning that Ruzuo accidentally ran into an enemy special ops squad executing a covert mission and was quickly eliminated, Wildman didn’t immediately consider weapons of mass destruction, but that didn’t stop him from seeking trouble with them.
The players’ command system is a terrifying entity, to the enemy, it poses even a greater threat than their individual combat power.
Anything discovered by frontline soldiers can always be reported to the system in real-time, then AI screens the intelligence by importance and forwards it to different levels of commanders, never paralyzing due to a flood of trivial things or overlooking key points.
Finally, it commands each player soldier in real-time, mobilizing them.
Thus, although Connor tried to take the remote hills and avoid highways, he was still discovered by a wave of players through their drones.
The two sides clashed again, quickly resolved, and soon encountered another wave.
Surveillance everywhere, drones everywhere, they are like a group of intruders in a spider-web filled nest, with these monitoring carriers acting as the webs, omnipresent.
A slight touch, and it would alert nearby spiders, then they’d come fiercely.
Connor’s scalp tingled all the way, this was unprecedented in any war conflicts he’d participated in, not even Europe’s largest cities had this much surveillance.
What he didn’t know was that this omnipresent surveillance was just the tip of the iceberg of the Heart of the Horizon.
An unprecedented public knowledge space is not just about life’s exchanges.
Its ultimate form in the future is an almost omniscient entity internally, like a brain controlling all the systems and cells of a body, sensitive to external threats and dispatching an immune response.
By the time Connor Squad struggled to the edge of Da Haguai, they were out of ammo from dealing with the incoming players.
"Madmen! Madmen!"
Having fought players for a whole day, Connor, now covered in white synthetic blood, looked at his empty hand cannon, on the verge of breaking down.
This intensity was higher than front-line engagements.
"What kind of stuff did this company put into their brains? To make them come and die like this?"
After learning the strength of this squad from Ruzuo, the arriving players almost used their best resources, just to keep them all there.
Zoe was so exhausted she almost wanted to plop on the ground, but she gathered her energy and kept walking step by step toward the city
"At least we’ve reached Da Haguai, deliver this inside, and our mission is complete."
This was their only piece of good news.
Da Haguai’s garrison had also received the message, specifically dispatching a unit to the highway entrance to meet them, but they received news of incoming reinforcements.
It wasn’t easy for them either, as the company propaganda led previously unrebellious civilians to be organized to seize city control, these mudlegs seemed ubiquitous, at any place potentially getting shot by a sniper.
Upon contact, Da Haguai’s garrison was dumbfounded, and the officers cursed aloud
"Just four of you damn horses? We’ve been defending the city for almost two months, and you send only four for reinforcements?!"
Of course, Kent knew what they were up to, never intending for these Cuban troops to leave alive, so he made no face for them
"Shut up! We’re just the first batch, the rest of the troops will arrive later."
Who gave a Cuban the guts to babble to him?
"Take us to your barracks."
Meanwhile, he also reported contact with the Cuban garrison to headquarters.
Olson heard the news, exchanged a glance with the colonel, said a few words to stabilize Connor, then both simultaneously inserted and turned keys in the launch panel
The signal was transmitted via satellite two seconds later to the briefcase carried by Lafei
Inside the dark briefcase, the red digital screen displayed a series of numbers
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