Crack...
Hiss!
The Octopus Arm tore a cable from the wall and then removed a tal plate from the wall along the embedded pipeline, revealing a miniature transmitter inside.
A third Octopus Arm extended several tiny screwdrivers, opening the transmitter.
Although this device appeared to be a hand-assembled hobbyist’s creation on the outside, even if placed openly in front of the NCPD, they would only see it as junk.
But inside...
All identifiable model labels had been scratched off, but an experienced technician could imdiately tell, these neatly bundled wires, the high-density integrated circuits...
This was no longer regular military hardware; it was high-end espionage components.
Military components focus on durability and cost-effectiveness, espionage components completely disregard cost, and this difference is even more evident in information components.
If hacked, one might find complex multilayer encryption and security asures in the system, but that would be sowhat risky.
"High-tech... the Brain Demon Gang indeed has so tricks up their sleeve."
Crack...
The basent was dimly lighted, so uneven earthen walls even exposed outside, tools, and debris scattered in the corridors.
Clang.
The sound of tools hitting rock echoed lightly through these corridors.
The darkness made it hard to see the full picture, but Lille could tell—this was the sound of primitive underground construction.
"What is that..."
Jack led the way, his power armor’s night-vision enabling him to see clearly what those things in the darkness were:
Human beings.
Human bodies, extensively replaced by prosthetics, working incessantly underground, so even connected to a third chanical arm, and semi-automatic robots walking through the tunnels...
The Brain Demon Gang was digging underground spaces.
Lille and Qilusi, who lacked night vision, had to rely on Jack’s vision to enhance their own, walking slightly behind.
At tis like this, the Eyes of Golden Fla from the Vortex Gang proved to be extrely useful.
Ordinary prosthetic eyes hardly reached the level of native human eyes, except for Qilusi optics.
As the highest monopolist in the vision field, Qilusi possessed the most advanced optics manufacturing industry. The top special materials in a tiny space organized three-dinsionally were even more complex than cutting-edge chip manufacturing processes and were one of the main enterprises in Orbital City.
The clarity of black-market junk prosthetic eyes might be less than half of a native human eye, and they were completely ssed up in terms of dynamic range, color processing, and focus adaptability.
Of course, the Vortex Gang didn’t have high-end prosthetic eye production lines, but they managed to overtake at the curve:
The Eyes of Golden Fla could integrate signals from various optical sensors for imaging, which might not reach the level of Qilusi optical prosthetic eyes under normal conditions, and the wearer often dealt with blurry and indistinguishable visual noise and weird colors, but they were durable.
And operationally stable across diverse environnts.
For instance, now, the situation in the dark mine was fully visible, supplenting Lille’s vision once again—
Prosthetic eye technology was uniquely difficult to master among other prosthetics; maybe he could start exploring so new directions himself.
"Damn..." Jostar exclaid, "So many people mining."
Lille, using Jostar’s vision, found so tools and robots with labels not entirely marked out and pieced together the erased nas:
Jilafa Industries.
An engineering bionics giant from Siberia.
Just from the echoes, these tunnels were quite... extrely long.
Miniature RF transmitters and endless pits—was the Brain Demon Gang not thinking about recruitnt, constantly engaged in underground tunnel projects every day?
Mysterious tunnel projects, unknown-use miniature transmitters, the Brain Demon Gang’s actions beca increasingly bizarre.
"This isn’t mining..."
Hiss—
Lille was just about to explain when the robots and miners in the tunnel suddenly stopped, dozens of blue eyes turning toward the four of them...
Like ghosts lurking in the darkness.
The clanging noises abruptly stopped, even the sound of the motor ca to a complete halt, unconsciously making everyone hold their breath...
Blue eyes, indicating heavy data processing, occupied the visual imaging. Dense characters stread through the Prosthetic Eye, and due to their concentration, the crystal slightly turned blue.
Click-click-click-click-click-click—
The Power Armor’s ammo feed slowly operated, directing 14mm Shellless Bullets from Jack’s back to his arm...
He could tell these were just ordinary people, but the scene was sowhat hair-raising.
For a mont, the dim basent felt eerie.
[Lille: Keep walking. If they make a move, we make a move.]
Jack understood the plan and began to activate the Power Armor.
The armor’s motor started up, and the sound of it operating seed exceptionally distinct in this pitch-dark chaotic basent...
Lille took out a small signal transmitter from his briefcase and placed it on the third Octopus Arm.
Night City was an extrely three-dinsional city; just considering the foundation level alone, the lowest point of Santo Domingo and the lowest point of Company Square might have a height difference of several ters.
Underground, there were not only a vast number of infrastructure projects but also several subway lines and maglev routes, various companies, organizations, and gangs’ secret spaces, and even legendary unfinished underground voids once intended to withstand nuclear strikes and warfare...
The situation in the basent had proven that the Brain Demon Gang was using the underground space for so bizarre activities.
It was necessary to figure out what they intended to do.
The recently reford Brain Demon Gang should also be broke; by logic, they should not have money to buy equipnt, including Full Body Prosthetics Transformation.
A bigger possibility was that they, like Mako selling human bodies, promised to do certain things to write off their debts.
That made the whole situation even more bizarre:
Why would the Brain Demon Gang, who could have carried out these activities secretly, let the stand owner lead here?
Snap...
Jack had only taken a few steps when the workers uniformly put down their tools, and the work robots also began moving toward the deeper parts of the tunnel—
The entire scene suddenly turned into a mass retreat; wherever Jack’s footsteps were heard, he could see people rapidly withdrawing deeper...
"It’s getting weirder..." V held the pistol in her hand, keeping ready in a mid-line stance.
The thrill of bullets and gunfire no longer made her nervous, but the eeriness here made her instinctively tense.
Four people: at this mont, whether it was the novice Jostar or Jack with the Power Armor, and even the cold-hearted V, all felt the situation growing stranger.
Even Lille, reading through the chaotic signals in the communication, found the density of invalid information unbelievable. If connected to the network, the damage these micro-devices could cause was unimaginable—
Not just on a personal level.
Bang!
The door behind them shut violently!
But Lille had already had Jack sabotage the door valve, so the door only got stuck halfway.
The half-stuck automatic door made a clicking sound, seeming to foreshadow sothing coming...
Jack widened his Eyes of Golden Fla and stared down the corridor. The rustling sounds of ordinary people and robots retreating in the space, and the pounding of blood rushing through his body seed louder—
Despite having the best equipnt, he was also the one at the front, the unknown magnifying his fear...
But the attack did not co from the front.
In the ter-and-eighty-wide national road, everyone was staring ahead when Jostar’s Eyes of Golden Fla suddenly caught an anomaly:
The otherwise normal walls suddenly seed to undergo digital image distortion; a whole block of the wall fell off in their field of view...
This minor change only puzzled those with the Eyes of Golden Fla, but for Lille, it ant sothing different:
What is this?
This is Mimicry!
Almost at the sa ti, micro-transmitters embedded in the wall surfaces simultaneously maxed out their power, cutting off all communication!
Full-spectrum jamming!
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