Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 715, Page 129: Trajectory
"Your Excellency, a suspicious target has been spotted at 11 o'clock – an armed patrol vehicle belonging to the Ghost Hounds, which is approaching our position along the B-7 highway."

Under the skillful electronic warfare cover of the elite hacker team, Mingzhi's elite squad successfully infiltrated Dogtown with almost no obstacles.

Two tech experts demonstrated remarkable efficiency, completing the complete renovation of a three-story abandoned apartment building in less than two hours. Broken windows were disguised as naturally damaged, miniature motion sensors were installed in the corridors, and in the command center converted from the master bedroom on the third floor, six monitors were displaying real-time surveillance of every area within a two-kilometer radius, expanding as people moved around.
This third-floor vantage point was carefully chosen: its height was just right to provide a 270-degree panoramic view, enough to monitor the movements of three main streets;
At the same time, this height ensures tactical flexibility—each room is pre-installed with rappelling ropes, allowing team members to evacuate within ten seconds if necessary. At this moment, five assault team members in the seven-person combat team are navigating the intricate alleyways of Dogtown, gathering intelligence according to the established plan.

The sniper, acting as the spotter, was kneeling in the shadows of the attic, his thermal imaging scope firmly locked onto the slowly approaching armored vehicle.

The hound emblem painted on the vehicle's hood gleamed with a ghostly green light in the midday sun, like congealed venom. Upon seeing the vehicle, he immediately alerted the commander via an encrypted channel, while his right index finger was already lightly resting on the trigger guard.

"Sir, should we take immediate action?" The sniper's voice was cold and indifferent in the communicator. "Based on the current trajectory, that Ghost Hound armed patrol vehicle will enter our firing range within three minutes."

Wise's knuckles tapped lightly on the rusty windowsill, his gaze fixed on the black beast slowly approaching in the distance.

'Even in this remote area, there are Ghosthound patrol cars,' he thought. 'It seems Hansen is in a hurry.'

This armored vehicle, based on the Colby chassis, was produced between approximately 2045 and 2060 and is the Ghost Dog's favorite patrol vehicle.

It was equipped with a state-of-the-art crystal ball holographic projection system, allowing the commander inside the vehicle to observe the battlefield from all angles. Its easy-to-modify design also provided endless possibilities for later weapon modifications.

Although Mingzhi didn't know much about cars, he knew from his companions' daily conversations that it was a good car.

I remember it was a vehicle produced by the Tingwei company. V really liked this brand, and his beloved car was a modified Tingwei Galina GA40XT 'Viper'.

Well, there's also the old hustler, a regular at the Wild Wolf Bar, whose car he's borrowed many times. His car is also a 'McGino La Rimore' made by this company. While this brand of cars isn't as sturdy and durable as Sky Dome's cars, it's still a vehicle that combines functionality and enjoyment. No wonder Hansen's Ghost Hound likes to modify this kind of car into an armed patrol vehicle.

After careful consideration, he spoke, his voice deep and clear, echoing through the encrypted channel:

"Attention everyone, maintain covert observation." He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze piercing through the dust and shadows of the abandoned building, locking onto the approaching Ghost Hound patrol car.

"I need to know why this vehicle deviated from its regular patrol route."

His gaze swept across the corner, where a sniper was silently adjusting the support of an anti-materiel weapon, the dark barrel gleaming coldly in the dim light.

"Don't fire yet." Wisely tapped his half-clenched palm with his fingertips, his tone calm but unquestionable, "But make sure it can be turned into a pile of burning scrap metal at any time."

"Yes, sir." The sniper's voice was calm and focused, his fingertips firmly on the trigger guard, his pupils slightly contracting behind the scope as he tracked every subtle movement of the vehicle.

But the wise command was not yet over.

He turned his head and looked at the hacker—the young woman wearing neural interface glasses—who was huddled in the corner setting up makeshift equipment.

“To what extent can you do it?” Wise’s voice was even lower: “If I asked you to hack into that car, completely erase any alarms it emits, and make sure Ghosthound can’t find a trace of it—how confident are you?” The hacker answered quickly: “I can do it.” She said in a very confident tone: “I’ve studied Ghosthound’s security programs before, but if they’re using that old, outdated version of ICE, I can completely dismantle their vehicle database.”

The hacker displayed a very confident attitude, wanting to reassure this respected figure in her team with firm and proud words.

Mingzhi didn't respond immediately, but simply nodded. In the distance, the engine of the Ghost Hound patrol car grew closer, and an automatic machine gun, which had been added to the roof, was slowly rotating, as if searching for a target.

If we take action now...

As Mingzhi considered the potential consequences of taking action and the extent of his role, he was about to suggest that the hacker try to infiltrate the port and access the vehicle's monitoring system to assess the situation when an emergency call came through the team's communication channel.

"Your Excellency, I have encountered unexpected personnel at my current location. I request further instructions."

One of the five combat personnel who went out to set up surveillance and investigation sent a communication, and soon after, an image was transmitted.

In the images, Akechi saw some people moving around in the collapsed buildings. Although they were not wearing any distinctive clothing, both experienced combat personnel and Akechi immediately recognized who these people were.

—Military technology.

The combat personnel from Arasaka are probably more familiar with this company than with their own, after all, the one who knows you best is always your mortal enemy.

For years, most of the team members' actions have revolved around countering military technology. The enemy's tactical style, squad configuration, and even subtle movement habits have long been ingrained in their bones.

Even without distinctive equipment, just a few movements and a single step were enough for Arasaka's elites to conclude that these ghostly figures were definitely people using military technology.

"It seems they've found some clues in military technology."

Mingzhi was actually quite curious whether this group of military technology personnel were searching for the president or had already found traces of him, but he understood what instructions he should give at this time given his current position.

"Follow me."

As for the Netherworld Dog...
"Stay hidden. As long as they don't enter the building, there's no need to kill them."

A wise eye gleamed.

Following this group of military technology personnel, we shouldn't run into V and his group, right?

(End of this chapter)