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Andy looked at them, without giving any impassioned speech, and said coldly:

"Listen carefully, today's operation has only one focus."

"Silence."

Andy pointed to the quiver hanging from the waists of the heavily armed guards.

"I know you guys really like those high-explosive arrows with three basic explosives packed into the arrowhead, one shot and you're dead."

"I know you're eager to try out the newly issued high-explosive grenades and molten metal projectiles."

"But if anyone dares to make a sound with these things before I give the order to fire, I'll turn around and throw them into an acid bath."

"Today's mission is infiltration."

"Everyone, switch your primary weapon to 'shape memory alloy solid arrow'."

The alloy arrows were specially made by Andy using a high-performance chromium-molybdenum shape memory alloy produced by a reconfiguration device, and contained no explosives or fuses.

Relying on the terrifying initial velocity provided by the exoskeleton and the CBS high-explosive crossbow, arrows can easily penetrate light armor at close range or pin a person to a wall.

Most importantly, as a shape memory alloy, no matter how twisted it becomes when it is fired, as long as it is recovered and heated slightly, it will automatically return to a straight state, which means that the ammunition can be recycled indefinitely.

This is very important on the battlefield.

It is important to understand that when operating behind enemy lines, logistical supplies are cut off.

Being able to retrieve fired bullets and reuse them not only saves money but also ensures extended battery life.

"Do you understand?"

"clear!!"

The thirty-two people answered in unison, their voices deep and powerful.

Andy nodded in satisfaction.

"Set off."

The group did not take the conspicuous large freight elevator, which was for the dead, or rather, for those who wanted to die.

Although Helios withdrew his main force, he still left behind a large number of surveillance and automated sentry guns in the main road and elevator shaft of Zhongchao.

Forcing your way in will only trigger the alarm and get you ganged up on.

Andy led his team into an abandoned sewage pipe near the elevator shaft.

This pipeline was a shortcut that the "Black Spirit" spider discovered while roaming through the underground pipe network these past few days. It bypassed all the checkpoints and monitoring nodes along the way and led directly to an underground warehouse in the 7th district of the Middle Nest.

The road is difficult to travel.

The pipes were filled with ankle-deep silt and foul-smelling sewage. In some places, laser cutters had to be used to cut through the blocking metal fences, but this was no problem for the soldiers wearing fully enclosed exoskeletons and armor.

Two hours later.

"Zi-"

As the last rusty iron plate was cut open.

Andy was the first to crawl out of the hole.

They arrived at an underground warehouse filled with discarded tires and plastic crates, the air thick with the smell of musty rubber.

"Oh my! My ancestors! You've finally arrived!"

A slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing a floral shirt popped out from behind the pile of tires.

He looked at the group of fully armed soldiers, who exuded a murderous aura, and the fat on his face twitched twice.

This man is called Old K, an old acquaintance of Sisyphus and one of his most reliable smuggling partners in Zhongchao. Compared to Father Zor and his ilk, he is considered timid, but it is said that as long as the money is right, he would even sell his own mother's body parts.

"Where's the boat?"

Andy didn't waste any words and asked directly.

"On the top floor! On the top floor!"

Old K wiped his sweat as he led the way, taking everyone into the freight elevator at the back of the warehouse.

“That’s my precious darling. I’ve staked my entire life on this job.”

Old K muttered to himself while stealing glances at Andy's bright yellow modified robe.

The elevator goes directly to the rooftop.

A civilian cargo shuttle, painted gray and with an extremely unremarkable appearance, was parked there.

Although it looks ordinary, Andy could tell at a glance that the spaceship's engine nozzles had been modified and fitted with vector thrust nozzles.

"Go up."

Andy waved his hand.

Thirty-two soldiers boarded the plane quickly, their movements as quiet as a group of ghosts.

Andy finally stepped onto the springboard and casually tossed a small bag to Old K.

Old K took the bag, opened it, and found five heavy gold bars inside.

"The shipping cost for this trip."

Andy's voice came from under the hood.

“If we stay down there for more than 24 hours, you can leave without waiting.”

Looking at the golden light, Old K's previously lifeless expression vanished instantly, replaced by a fawning one.

"Don't worry! Even if the sky falls, I'll be here waiting!"

The shuttle took off.

Instead of gaining altitude, it flew low, skimming over the dense cluster of buildings in Zhongchao.

This flight method is extremely demanding on the pilot's skills, but it can avoid satellite scans to the greatest extent possible.

Ten minutes later.

The shuttle hovered above a huge ventilation shaft on the outskirts of Zone D in District 9.

This location, situated to the side and above Helios's blockade line, presents an extremely tricky blind spot.

"Jump!"

The hatch opened.

Andy led the way and jumped down.

"Boom."

With a soft thud, Andy landed steadily on a steel platform.

The soldiers behind him landed one after another, quickly dispersed, and established a perimeter.

The T-9000 exoskeleton's cushioning system activates the instant it lands, absorbing most of the impact force.

They are now less than 100 meters away from the blown-up starship entrance in Sector D.

Andy crouched behind an abandoned shipping container and activated his optical stealth mode.

He looked at the scene ahead, and the blue light in his electronic eyes flickered.

The ground at the entrance was littered with shattered bunkers, charred bullet holes, and bloodstains that had not yet been cleaned up.

Amidst the chaos, Andy spotted several large men.

The heavy plasma cannon, with its three damaged bases, lay crookedly over the roadside.

Although the barrel was slightly deformed and the control circuitry may have burned out, the core fusion battery and plasma generator appeared to be intact.

Helios just threw this thing away like that?

It seems that the psychological trauma from that battle was indeed so great that they couldn't even bother to retrieve such priceless heavy weapons.

"spendthrift……"

Andy silently cursed in his heart.

Although the recovery of the heavy plasma cannon requires highly specialized technicians, Helios should still have the capacity to send someone over unless he has some more important plans.

However, Andy believed that such a possibility was extremely slim.

What could be more important than digging up a ship?

Andy couldn't imagine it.

I'm thinking about it.

Sudden.

"Zizi-"

A piercing static noise rang out on everyone's communication channels.

Immediately afterwards, a faint broadcast voice came from the channel.

Andy recognized the voice; he had heard it countless times in previous battle report recordings.

It's that very feisty AI that's in control.

But this time, her tone lacked the mockery and murderous intent.

Instead, there was a very strange, even slightly coquettish, surprise:

"Oh dear? Who's here?"

"I smell... a very familiar scent."

Chapter 57 Stealing Each Other's Homes

Zhongchao, the ninth restricted area, area D.

As soon as that slightly sickly, slightly mocking female voice rang out on the communication channel, Andy took action.

Without any hesitation, Andy pulled a solid shape memory alloy arrow from the quiver of one of the heavily armed guards beside him.

With the hydraulic leg lever in motion, he burst out of the cover in a fraction of a second.

Not far from him, on the roadside, a line maintenance worker wearing a Helios Group uniform was squatting in front of a distribution box, inspecting the lines.

Before the unfortunate man could even react to the sudden change, a cold, metallic hand had already covered his mouth and nose tightly.

"Pfft."

There were no unnecessary movements.

Andy held the alloy arrow in his right hand and pierced the worker's brainstem through the foramen magnum at the back of his head, instantly destroying it.

The worker's body stiffened suddenly, then collapsed limply into Andy's arms as if his bones had been removed.

He didn't even let out a muffled groan before his pupils dilated.

Instead of leaving the body behind, Andy quickly pulled out the individual communication terminal hanging from the worker's waist.

The data probe on the finger was directly inserted into the interface.

He was listening in.

He was trying to determine whether the sound he had just heard was a full-band broadcast or a directional projection specifically targeting them.

This is crucial.

If it was broadcast, it would mean that everyone in Helios heard the words "Who's here?", which would completely ruin Andy's infiltration plan, forcing him to immediately switch to a full-scale attack or retreat.

But if it's a directional projection...

The terminal emitted a hissing sound of electricity, along with the routine chatter of several security teams complaining to each other about how late their shift change was.

Apart from that, there is nothing unusual!

There were no alarms, no screams, and no sound from that crazy woman.

"It's not a broadcast."

Andy released his hand from the body and gently placed the dead body in the shadows.

"It seems that the main AI is whispering to us."