Chapter 190 - 173 Cunning_2

Hisss—

The entire crane moved at high speed, its track and wheels friction causing an exaggerated, piercing screech as it charged towards the Centaur Mecha!

The platform broke through the safety valve, the jammed mechanical structure shattered by the force provided by the motor, smashing towards the mecha like a cannonball!

Bang!

Big Shield withstood the platform, and the entire mecha was pressed underneath while the crane’s motor continued to exert force, but clearly, its internal circuitry had already failed—

"V!"

Bang!

A shot was fired, the bullet finally piercing through the unknown material of the shield, but the remaining kinetic energy only managed to bury the bullet into the pilot’s skull!

It didn’t reach the brain!

Another shot was needed!

V pulled the trigger again, the second shot—

The Centaur Mecha gave up resisting, allowing the abandoned platform to crash down, its entire body beginning to dodge, the bullet barely grazed the pilot’s chest!

"Agh ahhg aah!"

Half of the mecha’s body was crushed, and the Night Wandering Ghost let out a heart-wrenching scream, its Energy-gathering Cannon spraying wildly!

The chaotic electrical system made the Energy-gathering Cannon unstable, and the stream of charged particles scattered like a fountain—

But these streams had only lost speed and accuracy, their temperature still terrifying!

Crack!

Just as the Night Wandering Ghost spiraled into madness, a pair of massive fists slammed viciously near the mecha’s power conduit, the thick armor plate deformed from the impact, the Energy-gathering Array of the Energy-gathering Cannon turned a bit more red, then sputtered black smoke.

The Night Wandering Ghost’s features twisted, its massive arm swung back at an unnatural angle, violently severing its own joint components—

Jack bowed his head to dodge and moved to the front, while taking the Widow Maker from behind him, aiming at the greatly exposed Night Wandering Ghost.

Bang—bang—bang!

Three consecutive shots, six electromagnetic bullets, turned this cybernetic madman into mincemeat.

"Huff..."

Jack took a deep breath, "That was really close, good thing that stuff didn’t spray on me."

Lille also peeked out from behind cover—he was the unlucky one, several bursts of plasma had hit him when the Energy-gathering Cannon went out of control.

If it weren’t for a little use of Si Anweisitan, he might have experienced thousands of degrees of high temperature himself.

On the second level, V gave a thumbs up, "Awesome, Jack, I recorded the process for you, but adjusting the Separation Chip will cost you 100 euros."

"Haha, I knew my good buddy would record for me, I’ll transfer it to you later, let me have a look..."

Jack’s face was all smiles, grinning like a fool.

Lille was also relieved—this thing, Military Technology really dared to let the Night Wandering Ghost use it.

Looking over at Man, this big guy had his hand broken again, and he lay beside his girlfriend, still looking a bit groggy.

Jack moved next to Lille, whispering, "My knee joint seemed to make a strange noise just now, might there be a problem?"

"There might be, I noticed some deformation in your knee back at Adkaduo Camp, might need some adjustments when we go back.

But we’re not done here yet, the Hacker team?"

"Basement’s a bit crowded... The network’s been accessed—someone’s coming, you guys hurry down!"

Lille waved at Pila, "Take those two guys out first, we’ll handle the rest."

Pila dragged the two larger figures up by one hand, "Alright—today really was an eye-opener."

The main gate was wide open, and Adkaduo forces had already occupied the cement factory.

Seeing the huge bullet holes and high-temperature plasma everywhere in the factory, and the giant Centaur Mecha, even the people from Adkaduo couldn’t help but click their tongues—

This is too twisted.

Cedric walked in, his cane no longer in use, replaced by a small pistol—

Seems like he’s deeply obsessed with the Night Wandering Ghost, determined despite his disabilities.

He walked over to the dead, and although the corpses were battered, one could still make out a pair of not too exaggerated Prosthetics.

"Tsk... Bowen the bastard is still alive, be careful, he’s like a rat in a sewer, you think he’s harmless, but he might carry all sorts of viruses, one bite from him and you’d suffer."

"That’s another reason he must die today, let’s continue down—you guys hold the cement factory."

"Got it."

The three changed some magazines, heading towards the basement—

Just a few steps in, Jack suddenly said, "Could there be a second one of those things?"

V gave Jack a look, "Don’t jinx it."

However, Lille was somewhat unsure, "Didn’t see one in the network, but... it’s not certain, I’m going to release the Magic Doll now, mind turning off the Cyber Decoder."

Two signal-boosting drones followed the trio down into the underground—

This thing would automatically synchronize the network signal used by the Night Wandering Ghosts and then launch a massive hack.

Meanwhile, Lille would transmit a series of prepared Magic Doll attacks:

Prosthetic Malfunction: Stuffing the enemy’s Prosthetic System with a massive amount of garbage information to cause system malfunctions.

Prosthetic Overheating: Overclocking the cyber-enhanced prosthetic circuits of humans, igniting the body, and burning a large number of heat-intolerant prosthetics.

Electromagnetic Short Circuit: Periodically activating prosthetic circuits to cause short circuits and resulting damage.

Toxic Substance Leakage: Causing all sorts of toxic substances to leak in the circulatory system of cyber-enhanced humans, disrupting the physiological circulatory system. The more intensive the modifications to the circulatory system are, the higher the likelihood of being poisoned to death directly.

Several Magic Dolls, after Lille’s brief but extensive hacker career tests, were fully integrated together and functionally combined organically.

[Magic Doll upload complete.]

In the network, the basement, and the outsiders hiding in boxes or other strange places in the cement factory, there were a total of 34 Night Wandering Ghosts.

At that moment, 7 people were directly disconnected, then as time passed, more people went offline.

But what was certain was that none could move normally.

All those faint footsteps stopped.

The three walked downstairs and immediately saw bodies still on fire lying on the floor.

V clicked his tongue in marvel, "...Efficiency that high?"

It was more than high.

The extravagant computational power Lille revealed in that instant made the other two hackers on the local network begin to question their life choices:

This was simply a humanoid server...

But Lille frowned: at the same time the Magic Doll took effect, he had casually decrypted the Night Wandering Ghosts’ database and compared the names.

The names in the database were correct... no, Bowen’s own data wasn’t there.

This detail was both reasonable and somewhat discordant.

Reasonable, because someone as cunning as him would definitely not leave his own data on a public network.

Discordant, because this behavior itself was despicable, showing that he never considered himself in the same position as his subordinates.

To put it harshly, he had even made preparations to sell the entire camp.

Lille uneasily compared more data.

If the change in network traffic was compared with the number of people in the database, something wasn’t quite right.

This change was extremely subtle, almost imperceptible, but with some attention and decryption...

It revealed that two names were not in the database!

If one of them was the Centaur Mecha pilot who was kicked out of the network...

Lille’s pupils contracted—

Could there be another Centaur Mecha?

About thirty Night Wandering Ghosts left in the basement... all decoys!

"Retreat!" Lille suddenly pulled on V and Jack—

Although they didn’t understand what was happening, they also immediately started running towards the stairs—

In the dimly lit basement, where the lights were already very dim, they flickered momentarily and then went out completely—

Replacing them was a blinding orange-white light in the darkness!

...

On the first floor, Cedric and Navi sat on the edge of the factory.

Cedric looked towards the entrance to the basement with a heavy gaze, without any hint of relaxation.

His attitude also made the rookies dare not take any chances—

Navi suddenly said, "The Night Wandering Ghosts are doomed, and our main target now is military technology."

"No... you don’t understand, first, if you can’t see the enemy’s brains burst open, you have to assume he’s still alive.

Second, Bowen is a very cunning man, very, very cunning, and completely inhumane—

An experienced, cunning, and inhumane bastard. For such a person, if you can’t see his body, you definitely can’t assume he’s dead."

Cedric was almost grinding his teeth as he said this.

Then... the ground suddenly started shaking.

Urgent footsteps came from the entrance to the basement, and Cedric sprang to his feet...

The scene froze at that moment:

The ground near the basement gradually turned dark red, then a thick orange-white laser beam, like cutting through tofu, smashed the door frame and burst forth!

Boom!

The ground shook and began to collapse—

The support columns of the basement were blown apart!