"At nine o'clock, a vehicle is approaching rapidly... Be careful! We're being ambushed! Enemies on both sides!"
The driver tried to hold back his dizziness, but even with the pedal to the metal, the truck's speed wasn't as fast as he expected. The powerful engine allowed the truck to travel unimpeded across the Evil Land, but such a truck has its speed limits.
Compared to the two armored vehicles speeding toward them, the gap between the two sides was shrinking at a visible rate.
The mercenary in the passenger seat tried to operate the onboard machine gun, but the next moment, the window suddenly shattered with a crackling sound. Something seemed to whiz past his ear, and the vehicle abruptly shook and began to vibrate violently.
The mercenary in the passenger seat turned his head to look and couldn't help but let out an angry roar: "Sniper!!"
At this moment, the driver was lying silently on the steering wheel, his head turned into a pulp of flesh. The bullet not only penetrated the driver but almost skewered him like a candied fruit.
The passenger seat mercenary couldn't afford to feel sad or disdainful, and with a flick, turned the vehicle around, positioning the backseat to face the approaching vehicles, providing a shooting window for the three mercenaries in the back.
However, as soon as he turned, Dave let out a terrified scream: "Rocket launcher!"
He only had time to pull up the armored door in the back before the whole rear seat of the vehicle exploded with a bang, the tires completely blown out at the same time, and the rear door was directly blasted out a hole.
The shattered armor fragments splattered, with the sturdy Dave blocking eighty percent of it. One fragment even pierced directly into his head, but fortunately, the heavy subdermal armor allowed him to survive at that moment, although Dave still felt excruciating pain all over.
He gritted his teeth to activate the Pain Editor, reducing the pain sensation to 10%, and then injected himself with a shot of adrenaline.
"We're going all out! I'm going to launch my big baby!"
He was about to open the door with his rocket launcher ready, but K stopped him, said calmly, "Let them come closer, TJ, use your Sianwistan."
"Damn it, we should have taken our own car. This broken truck doesn't even have a shooting window!"
Dave cursed, lifted the machine gun, listened to the ping of the machine gun fire hitting the armor, and clenched his jaws.
The mercenary holding the Ajax threw the gun aside, two Mantis Blades popped out from his arms, his prosthetic eye glowing dimly: "Then let them in to fight!"
K also put down the sniper rifle; his body was equipped with a Sianwistan as well—they called themselves elite not out of arrogance but because they were truly skilled.
At this moment, the mercenary replacing the driver said breathlessly, "We have no choice but to get close, the rear tire is completely shredded... Damn Faraday, we've been set up!"
"No... It looks like it's the mercenaries called Spark Team!?" The mercenary squinted to take a closer look, then said in angry disbelief, "We're being attacked by our own people?"
"There's no 'own people'!" K instantly realized the key point, immediately called Mann, but the call didn't connect.
Without hesitation, K also messaged Faraday to report the situation, but then suddenly found that the back door was yanked open by someone.
A dark figure suddenly appeared at the back of the vehicle—a white-haired woman was sprinting!
V's arms shot out with Mantis Blades. At this moment, the truck's open cargo area was already under heavy machine gun fire from Rebecca, and all the mercenaries inside the cargo area activated their operating systems immediately.
Dave's Frenzy System was activated but had no effect because his physique was too conspicuous, making him the most visible target for Rebecca. The heavy machine gun felt almost recoilless in Rebecca's controlled hands.
With her Frenzy System and Krenzikov's acceleration also activated, Dave had no room to hide in the narrow cargo area and turned into a sieve within a second.
K and another mercenary jumped right past Dave, K wielding a short knife as long as his forearm, while the other mercenary held Mantis Blades in both hands. The three engaged in a fight moving too fast for the naked eye to track.
To avoid friendly fire, Rebecca had to abandon the idea of using her heavy machine gun to help V in combat, continuing to suppress fire toward the driver's seat, until she pierced straight through the driver's seat, killing the mercenary in his seat.
"Mercer!" Rebecca shouted.
But Mercer's voice remained calm: "I've already cracked one prosthetic access code."
As he finished speaking, one of the two mercenaries flanking V, the one using Mantis Blades, suddenly staggered and knelt to the ground.
V's laughter faded into the wind, and with a swift kick, she sent that mercenary's head flying like a ball.
K felt his scalp go numb and his spine chill.
They all had military-grade ICE cyber enhancements! How could their access codes be hacked in just over a second?
What the hell kind of joke is this?
"Where are you looking?" V's voice suddenly appeared next to his ear.
In K's view, V's already fast speed suddenly and strangely increased again. In the next moment, a Mantis Blade, accompanied by V's cold smile, became his last memory in life.
V easily deactivated the Sianwistan, casually flinging K's body, which was hooked by her heated Mantis Blades, out of the way.
"Clean up the battlefield."
Mercer said, sitting in the back seat with a relaxed tone, praising over the team's comms, "Nice shooting there with the sniper."
"Hehe, your chip software is indeed awesome, like playing a game. Just aim and fire and it's done."