Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

Blue Team's secret base.

"Bang!"

The colonel's coffee cup was crushed to pieces. Scalding hot coffee spilled onto his power armor, but he felt nothing.

On the holographic screen, countless red warning dots were flashing wildly throughout the Badlands region.

[WARNING! C-4 supply line interrupted...]

[Warning! Patrol D-9 has lost contact...]

[Warning! A large number of hostile units have been detected infiltrating the base perimeter... Number: Unable to be determined!]

The red "damaged" markers were silently mocking his "blackout protocol."

"These flies... these damn cavemen!!"

The colonel's temples bulged with veins, and that familiar, even more intense, burning sensation than three days ago surged back into his heart.

He thought that cutting off technology would paralyze the Red team.

But he never expected that Zhang Yuan, that bastard, would use 1 million euros and an unlimited supply of holy water to turn the entire Badlands into a hunting ground for profit.

If you pay them enough, these homeless people would even kill God!

In this desolate land, behind every rock might lurk a wanderer who wants to kill him; in every gust of sand, a bullet might fly by.

Although the Blue Team's regular army is strong, they are also human; they get tired and fearful.

Faced with this relentless harassment and suicide attacks, the soldiers' morale is visibly collapsing.

"Sir, this can't go on."

The adjutant was sweating profusely. "Our energy reserves are only enough to keep the base running for three days. If the supply line can't be broken..."

"If we can't break through, we'll fight our way out!" the colonel roared.

"Send out the mech units! Burn down all those settlements of homeless people!"

"But..." the adjutant hesitated for a moment, "According to intelligence, those vagrants have the Red Team's 'holy water.' After drinking that drug, they are not only unafraid of death, but can even temporarily resist our mental intimidation weapons."

"Furthermore... it seems the Red Team provided them with anti-tank mines."

"Anti-tank mines?" The colonel laughed, a hint of madness in his voice. "Well, that charlatan on the Red Team, is he using my tactics against me?"

He took a deep breath, trying again to suppress the raging anger surging within him.

It can still be controlled... it can still be endured...

Once the "War Fortress" is debugged and the synchronization rate reaches the minimum standard for startup, everything will be reversed.

But we absolutely cannot continue to passively take hits like this.

We must fight back!

We must let that Red Team captain, who only dares to hide behind the scenes, know the consequences of angering a lion!

"Now that the main battlefield has turned into a quagmire..."

The colonel walked to the tactical map and pointed sharply at the heart of the Red team's strategy—the pharmaceutical factory located in Watson District:

"Then let's just raid his stronghold."

"Notify Special Operations Department. Activate Operation Shadow Blade."

"Send out our most elite cyber ninja squad."

The colonel turned around, the red light in his eyes growing stronger, a sign that his reason was about to crumble.

"I want to see the head of that alchemist named Li Mo. I want to see that damn pharmaceutical factory reduced to ruins."

"As long as their source of income and medicine is cut off, this mob bought with money will scatter instantly."

"Go. Let them see what a real 'decapitation' is."

……

Meanwhile, at the Red Team's Badlands stronghold, the Sunset Hotel.

"Wow, today's profits are pretty good."

Zhang Yuan sat on the rooftop, listening to A-Qiang report on the battle results.

"Boss, this 'people's war' tactic is too ruthless."

Looking at the blue team's transport convoy billowing black smoke in the distance, Ah Qiang couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. "Those homeless people are completely insane. They're willing to risk their lives for that little bit of bounty."

"The Blue team turned on electronic jamming, and these guys started using smoke signals and flag signals. They're really going backwards."

"What they want isn't the bounty, it's hope."

"When high technology fails, the most primal desires are often the most effective driving force; this is called a dimensional reduction attack."

Zhang Yuan said calmly, "In this desperate world, if you give them a little light, they will burn themselves for that light."

At this moment, V and Panan came up.

"Hermann's intelligence has been completely drained."

V looked much better. "But there's bad news. Something's wrong with the military technology activity. Their ground forces have stopped moving and seem to be pulling back their lines."

"How so?"

"The military technology communication channels have suddenly gone silent." V pointed to his prosthetic eye. "This is a sign of special operations. And I intercepted an encrypted signal pointing to... Watson District."

"Watson District?" Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes.

That was his headquarters, and also the location of his pharmaceutical factory.

"It seems our colonel has finally lost his temper."

Zhang Yuan stood up, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth beneath the mask:

"Is he trying to behead me? Trying to cut off my source of income?"

"Then let him do it."

"Ah Qiang, this is your responsibility and Panan's. Keep using the bounty posters to keep the wanderers in check and harass the main Blue team force."

Then, Zhang Yuan looked at the two top-tier henchmen behind him:

"V, Qingyue, come back to the city with me."

"I want the Blue Team to know that in this instance, whether on the front lines or the covert front, they are... nobodies."

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Late at night, Night City, Watson District.

Acid rain poured down, and thunder rumbled dully in the air above the steel jungle, masking all the sins and turmoil in the city's underbelly.

On the rooftop of the Heavenly Kingdom Armed Forces' First Pharmaceutical Factory, several transparent ripples, almost completely blending into the rain curtain, were moving rapidly.

If it weren't for the raindrops outlining their faint silhouettes, they would be completely undetectable to the naked eye.

Military Technology: Cyber ​​Ninja Squad.

This is the sharpest hidden weapon in the hands of the Blue Team.

They didn't equip themselves with any heavy firepower that would slow them down, but instead maximized "mobility" and "stealth" to the extremes of cyberpunk technology.

"The optical camouflage is functioning normally."

"Thermal signal shielding rate is 99%".

"Target confirmed: Li Mo. Location: Core production workshop."

The ninja captain, who was in charge, gave the order through an encrypted bone conduction channel.

His arms split open, and two monomolecular thermal mantis knives emitting a ghostly green light sprang out.

"Action. Quick and decisive, destroy the equipment and evacuate immediately."

Sizzle—!

The high-intensity laser cutter instantly melted through the reinforced glass of the sunroof, and even the alarm sensor wire was precisely cut simultaneously.

Five figures fell into the factory like ghosts, and when they landed, the specially made sound-absorbing sponge under their feet made no sound.

On a massive automated production line, golden "holy water" is flowing through glass tubes.

At the end of the assembly line, Li Mo, who was wearing a white lab coat and looked like a bookish nerd with no strength, was facing away from them, adjusting a complex centrifuge that emitted a purple light.

"We succeeded."

A red light flashed in the ninja captain's eyes.

[Seanwestan V (Military Grade) - Activation]!

The world seemed to slow down instantly in his eyes.

The water vapor hovered in mid-air, and the sound of the machine turning into a low, sawing noise.

He transformed into a blur too fast for the naked eye to see, his thermal blade, imbued with heat capable of melting the armor of a main battle tank, aimed directly at the back of Li Mo's neck.