"You sure this firmware can be installed like this?"
Royce stood by the electrolyte pool, looking at the woman soaking inside.
Military technology had given him a lot of support, and this was one of them.
"Not sure," the underling responsible for the surgery whispered.
Royce suddenly erupted in fury, grabbing the underling’s skin and nearly tearing the artificial flesh, revealing the electroplated layer underneath: "Are you f*cking joking with your life?!"
"No! Boss! Listen to ! Zalia said she’s been feeling ntally unstable lately! She needs sisterly support!"
What did that an?
Looking around the scene, the woman in the electrolyte pool was indeed Zalia.
This puddle of water served both as a coolant and prosthetic maintenance fluid, the best cooling tank fluid on the market, even black market hackers from the big corporations were said to use this model of electrolyte, which they went to great lengths to get from Jainli-Zuli Military Industries.
The electrolyte pool and the computer next to it had undergone military technology software upgrades.
The woman in the pool had a prosthetic integration level over 80%, her legs were purely chanical, her feet replaced with sharp blades, and her arms concealed thermal Mantis Blades.
Most of her muscles and organs had been replaced with integrated structures; stomach, lungs, heart... all replaced by machinery, incorporated into the system via a high-end military technology spinal column prosthetic.
And the Si Anweisitan chip is said to be an internal model.
Zalia herself was one of the most fanatical cyber nuts in the gang, always babbling about the Machine God Faith and ascension through prosthetics, and now with the support of military technology and the gang, the outdated old models were exchanged for new parts.
Now she lay in the pool about to undergo a drive overload, formatting the jumble of software, and reinstalling brand new drives from military technology.
The underlings around were inhaling Black Lace, their expressions one of ecstasy—
For no other reason than Zalis’s suprely "cyber-aesthetic" body being stark naked in the pool...
Damn aweso!
But anyone with a bit of know-how would shift their attention to the people kneeling by the pool.
Those fellows had used neural bridging to synchronously access Zalis’s system, and according to them, they perford this "shared prosthetic ritual" at regular intervals.
The aning of it all was unclear.
Blood mixed with the electrolyte on the ground, drawing strange circles and multi-angled star symbols, while electricity surged through the pool.
Anyone in the know, if they understood what was going on, would curse them as idiots:
Zalia’s consciousness was sinking into Cyberspace, as an untrained, and without adequate Intelligence and resources, she was a nude runner in Cyberspace, not even realizing that this was Cyberspace.
But the complete set of military technology software was loading, giving her an unprecedented thrill!
The pleasure was from the sensation of locating and feeling her own existence for the first ti amidst the void!
The ICE included in the military technology software made her feel oriented in this space for the first ti, and then...
She thought she had found so kind of "transcendence"!
She imdiately sent a ssage to the sisters plugged into Cyberspace:
[Zalia: Sisters! The ti has co! I feel the serenity!]
[Zalia: Now is the ti for us to seize the entwined cables of fate, let’s format our brains together for a true hard reboot, and find the new selves!]
[Zalia: Luck is with us!]
Zalia’s excitent, turned into invasive commands by the high-end military technology software, forcibly formatted all the sisters connected to Cyberspace!
Electric arcs violently sprang from their connected cables into the pool, whipping around like lashes—
Almost simultaneously, Royce noticed a surge in the red lights throughout the warehouse, turning the room almost orange!
His Krensky sprang to action with his tension, he saw flashes of electricity, he saw the glass on the wall opposite reflecting a giant cannonball smashing through!
Boom!!
The building violently collapsed in front of Royce, rebar falling, turning the underling into compressed at!
He sat down on the floor, watching his underling’s chest get pierced by the electric arc, one second looking at him, and the next turned into a pile of at on the ground...
Royce didn’t hesitate for a mont, turning towards the armory.
"That old bastard Brick is back! Hit the motherf*cker!"
No ti to worry about Zalia the madwoman now, military technology wasn’t just supporting his prosthetics!
He also had a Linear Fra!
...
"Badass!!! Yoshida..."
Brick was grabbing his modified Sadara, holding it in front of his crotch, and humping away provocatively!
The newbie who had just equipped the Centaur cha stood on the cargo bed of his recently acquired Colby Peak, with the whole vehicle jumping whenever he fired!
But the quality of this vehicle was truly badass, nothing was wrong with it!
The only pity was that Brick forgot the kid’s full na, Yoshida sothing or other, while calling out.
"Forget it, today you are the big brother in the gang! From now on, you’ll be called Jostar! Fire away!
Jostar, hurry up and blast that motherf***ing Royce!"
The newly renad Jostar was in a daze: the Centaur’s exoskeleton fired as the electric motor spun rapidly, the current surged past the threshold in an instant, making him almost lose the sensation in his original limbs!
But he heard it, he was now a big brother in the Vortex Gang!
His neural circuits instantly beca lively, and as his Doom-doctor contemplated administering an immunosuppressant, he snapped back to reality!
For this rookie, "badass" was the most badass safe word and suppressant!
"I’m gonna blast the hell out of them!!!"
Boom!
The second shell directly took down the wall of the storage room!
Brick saw the traitors overwheld by the rubble and dust, and he laughed wildly, "Die!!!"
The next mont, Jostar imdiately raised his Big Shield, and Brick, with lightning-fast reflexes, activated the Si Anweisitan to jump back instantly!
This alertness saved his life, as bullets whizzed through the dust, and had he activated the Si Anweisitan even half a second later, he would not have been able to dodge this barrage!
Ratatatatatatata!
Bullets swept over the Centaur cha’s shield uncontrollably and sideways, cutting the vehicle in two!
Crack!
The vehicle groaned, and the Centaur cha leaped violently, breaking in two on the spot!
Boom!
The vehicle exploded!
Brick had recently witnessed such terrifying firepower - during a heist, those Military Technology Unmanned chas were using this kind of firepower!
"Where’s that old bitch Brick!"
As the dust cleared, Royce had already donned an exoskeleton painted in various colors, with two giant twin-linked machine guns welded to his arms!!
This was Military Technology support for him!
Although the Linear Fra was just a piece of junk they put together themselves, the software and the twin-linked machine guns in his hands were military-grade!
The Vortex Gang mbers on both sides hid behind cover, knowing it was not their ti to show their faces—
It’s not like they were in a hurry to die.
Royce shook the machine gun, the bullet chain automatically fed in, producing a series of chanical noises.
He looked smug: although I don’t know where you got such badass firepower, Brick, but we have military equipnt.
Yes, he still didn’t know what that thing was.
Then the dust dispersed.
To be precise, before the dust dispersed, it seed a bit red—
By the ti the reddened dust cleared, an intact Centaur cha stood in place, the shield bearing only uneven bullet marks.
And that exaggerated Plasma Gun gathered rail energy, its redness ca from the red-hot, glowing plasma bullets!
Royce’s face changed dramatically; he had never imagined in his life that he could bring the Si Anweisitan to such a fiery extent!
[cast off!]
A string of commands were entered, and the rickety Linear Fra ejected him like a rocket!
Boom!
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