Major Finley gazed at the approaching steel Great Wall a kilometer away, despair deep in his eyes.

They had received orders to pursue the Caldeia forces and thus moved away from their original defensive line, effectively relinquishing their home-ground advantage.

If they were fighting an invading force unfamiliar with Cuba’s terrain, it wouldn’t be so bad; unfortunately, the masters had already scanned and modeled the surrounding landscape before the players came to Cuba.

The accuracy of electronic devices surpasses human memory of terrain.

Moreover, the data network between the players was far more timely than that of the Cuban army.

Even without a word spoken, Caldeia’s players could decipher where the Truth Department’s forces were heading, which units they engaged with, their distance, possible enemy movements, and positions, accurately marking out checkpoints with the help of UAV vision.

This was incredibly frightening, even terrifying.

To prevent leaks or internal betrayal, lower-ranking soldiers and officers generally weren’t privy to strategic deployments — they just went where they were told without question.

Even during the legendary crossing of the Red Water, from a god’s-eye view it seemed unparalleled and unparalleled, yet the soldiers experiencing it were utterly bewildered.

They simply knew they were running back and forth all day without sighting the enemy, clueless about their mission, yet exhausted, and many of them held grievances, even as they broke through the encirclement.

On the other hand, players were precisely informed of strategic deployments, with a shout in the channel, everyone knew what to do, and roles were clearly defined.

Under the command of the cyber headquarters, the Truth Department organized two spearhead platoons to advance alternately, engaging whenever possible, skirting encounters otherwise, dividing forces if unavoidable, with the spearhead platoons drawing attention while the main force looped around, waiting until the spearheads disengaged from battle to join up.

By the time Major Finley received news of the armored company’s destruction, the Truth Department’s forces had infiltrated between him and the friendly forces at the rear, obstructing reinforcements while targeting Major Finley, and the mobile Caldeia force at the front had stopped unexpectedly, launching a counter-encirclement to annihilate them.

Major Finley made several attempts to break out, only to be forcibly blasted back by the MT-3s.

Ultimately, after four hours of fierce fighting, he was inevitably taken down by the players, with three nearly crippled companies abandoning a significant number of corpses and fleeing over their comrades’ bodies.

This also scared the Cuban forces, which had been trying to breach the Super Earth’s defense lines, retreating in the direction of Da Haguai and breaking the blockade.

With the Super Earth broadcasting live, this news caused an uproar across the globe.

In one night, two forces with a combined strength of only six hundred lead the enemy, four battalions plus two companies nearly double their own strength, on a wild goose chase, collapsing half of them, even running one or two hundred kilometers on foot.

Even with prosthetic enhancements, it seemed too far-fetched.

You’re telling me this is the capability of a small company?

Even military technology units might not have such prowess, right?

In an instant, Horizon Corporation’s name resounded far and wide, with their reputation soaring from "rising fame" to "renowned."

The happiest had to be Military Technology.

The next noon, the Commerce Department joyfully pushed open Lucas’s office door.

"President, Congo just placed an arms order exceeding five billion Orokin with us, and both Egypt and Ethiopia have expressed willingness to negotiate military contracts."

"Oh?" Lucas was somewhat surprised; wasn’t that the European Community’s territory?

If they were to purchase, they should prioritize military equipment from their suzerain, France. Why the unprecedented order with them?

This piqued his curiosity.

"Explain."

This surprised the Commerce Minister, who thought Lucas already knew.

"You didn’t watch last night’s live broadcast? You agreed to let Horizon Corporation advertise our company in their live stream. This is probably the most brilliant marketing move by Military Technology in the last decade. Absolutely incredible! Please accept my admiration." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Although this had nothing to do with Lucas personally—not even a hundred men, contracts worth mere millions wouldn’t reach Lucas—the credit undeniably went to the leaders, even if undeserved, or how could they progress?

"Live broadcast?"

Lucas vaguely recalled something related to Cuba, asking with a tone of surprise.

"Did they win using our weapons?"

"They won!"

The Commerce Minister’s tone was brimming with excitement, though the good brother boasted all night, the Truth Department later posted real battle footage on the account, allowing others to comprehend what transpired.

"And they won big time; our advertising effect exploded!

It wasn’t just the international market, even New America and Night City’s domestic civilian orders surged. This morning alone, sales hit a historic high since the War of Unification!

Investors flocked to follow suit, and our stock prices went through the roof!"

For weapons, nothing beats live combat for promotional efficacy; only in battle can weapons reveal their true nature.