Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 742 - 239: I’m Superman, You’re a Loser 2

A clever person avoids unnecessary trouble, deal with it next time.

No!

What next time!

Call for backup!

The Beatles singer tilted his mouth toward his bandmates, and the three of them picked up the drum set and began to retreat, while simultaneously calling for backup in the game channel.

He didn't know whether it was an airdrop or not, but since the Netherworld Dogs were so nervous, there must be good stuff in the box.

He wasn't interested in cybernetic enhancements or the like—apart from a cybernetic eye, he had none, but plenty of people cared.

For players, "yours" or "mine," all resources on the map are mine, even you are mine!

Why do you engrave Hansen's name on my airdrop?

"Quickly hack and verify the goods."

Lieutenant Dennis discovered that the wandering band didn't cause any trouble and left obediently, so he wasn't too hard on them and immediately dispatched the info team from the convoy.

Though it was an airdrop, they still had to open the box on-site to verify the goods. If the goods weren't as expected, they could easily contact the seller for a refund only.

Hacking the combination lock took time, and often during this period, mercenaries driven crazy by greed would come looking for trouble.

The local mercenaries were more familiar with the terrain than the players. As soon as the band took cover, a few sly heads peeped out of a building and opened fire on the Netherworld Dog Team on the street. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Lieutenant Dennis avoided bullets behind the armored car, cursing at the mercenaries on the second floor not far away

"Damn it, every time there's these reckless Shark-Arm idiots."

It wasn't possible for only this few people to be in action; there must be accomplices hiding elsewhere.

"Take them down for me!"

He shouted, and several Netherworld Dog soldiers immediately carried a 12.7mm heavy machine gun out of the compartment and opened fire at the building, shells the thickness of a finger raining down, and bullets pulverizing the cement walls, exposing the rebar inside in no time.

The mercenaries inside the building met a grim end, with several having the upper half of their bodies blasted apart, blood and metal parts splattering across an entire wall.

The mercenaries in Dog Town were desperados, far more fierce than those outside. Even facing their companions' brutal deaths, they didn't retreat and instead intensified their assault.

First, a few smoke grenades were thrown into the Netherworld Dog position by a fearless individual, followed by the roar of an engine. A second-hand truck rammed through several obstructing cars and headed straight for the defense line, while more mercenaries around fired suppressively.

"Dammit...."

The thick smoke obscured the soldiers' vision and blocked the firing line of the Minotaur bipedal mech, giving the truck time for a charge. But such a situation wasn't the first encounter for the lieutenant.

He rushed out of the smoke by himself, driving his Sianweistan straight at the truck, sidestepped at the moment of collision to leap onto the door, punched through the window, and attempted to drag the mercenary inside out.

The mercenary also had a Sianweistan, but his power was clearly inferior, only realizing and struggling after being grabbed, even trying to wrestle with the lieutenant.

But there was a power gap between them as well. With the same power-type prosthetic, the lieutenant's carbon-nanotube bionic muscles had an output limit of up to 200 times, easily overturning a small car with one hand, effortlessly handling the mercenary inside, ripping him off the vehicle along with the door, leaving him powerless to resist.

He then casually turned the steering wheel, sending the truck crashing into an unfinished building, scaring the homeless inside into crying and screaming.

The remaining mercenaries were also severely battered by the Netherworld Dogs in just a few exchanges, forcing them to retreat.

"Ignorant fools."

The lieutenant cursed these mercenaries. Since Hansen's smuggling began, the airdrop being snatched had been few, and not many were recovered. Those who could really snatch a meal out of Hansen's mouth and survive were rare.

Just as he thought the matter was settled for today, two more people emerged from the ruins

"This road was opened by me, this tree was planted by me. If you want to pass, leave a toll."

What kind of nonsense is this?

Just as he turned his head, he heard a series of thumping heartbeats, so powerful like the pounding of a heavy hammer, reverberating, and feeling a strong sense of oppression before seeing anyone.

Moreover, the sound grew louder and closer, almost near his ears in the blink of an eye

"What!"

The lieutenant instinctively raised his right hand to block and protect his right ear, immediately feeling a tremendous force hammering his arm.

What incredible strength, even surpassing him, red warnings for prosthetic damage flashed in his cybernetic eye's vision.

At this moment, a sergeant from the Netherworld Dog team shouted

"Enemy attack! Take him down quickly!"

A black shadow, at some unknown time, slipped into their midst using the last of the mist, even climbing onto the bipedal mech's head with a big leap, hacking through the bulletproof head armor with two axes under immense power. He forcefully twisted the mech's head, causing the twin machine guns on the turret to misfire wildly, disrupting the entire Netherworld Dog team's line.

Meanwhile, Giant and Potato served as gunners, each carrying a machine gun to suppress all soldiers with their firepower.

The four of them delivered an impact greater than what more than ten mercenaries achieved previously.