"The target has broken through the rooftop's defense line! All suppression personnel have been killed, the smart turret has been damaged, and the rooftop defense line has been lost!"
On the uppermost floors of the building, groups of security personnel stood in each aisle to form a tight line of defense. Guns were like musketeers in the past era, aiming in the direction where the target would definitely pass, to guard against the unexpected intruder.
The coming ghost.
Following the notification from the members, the commander at the rear also became aware of the situation at this moment.
He stood in the war room, looking at the surveillance screen, and pressed the detonator with a cold expression.
boom!
The stairway to the rooftop was instantly turned into powder in the explosion, with rocks and mud flying everywhere. The collapsed staircase was blocked by stone pillars, concrete blocks and other broken objects, like a collapsed underground cave.
On the surveillance screen, the man in a black trench coat stood quietly at the entrance of the stairs, with a long backpack hanging on his body, like a tennis racket bag. It looked very light and would not affect his movements.
The aftermath of the explosion blew up his coat, and the scabbard on his waist was slender and simple. Under the black hair was a ferocious mask, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly.
He looked at the broken and blocked stairs without making any movement.
Even though the stairs were filled with dust when they collapsed, he remained as calm as before, like a warrior whose expression remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai.
According to the original plan, the commander wanted to wait until the guy approached the stairs before detonating the planted explosives.
But Mr. Mo Ying seemed to have anticipated in advance that there was a trap at the top of the stairs, and stopped halfway, just out of reach of the explosives.
It was as if he was deliberately irritating. He would step into a trap if he took another step forward, but he just refused to leave. He was just playing!
Just when the commander was wondering what this guy wanted to do, he saw the surveillance screen flash and the figure standing quietly disappear.
"Where are the others?"
"Sian Westan, he used that prosthetic body again. Damn it, how could anyone move so fast!"
"It is definitely a speed component that has not yet entered the market, and this guy is very talented, so we must find a way to deal with him!"
The sudden disappearance of the target once again detonated the atmosphere in the control room.
Every analyst who was watching the surveillance footage couldn't help but speak out what was in his heart in desperation, regardless of whether the words were nonsense.
"He's on the next floor! He didn't take the stairs! He broke into the next floor from outside the building!"
one of the quick-thinking analysts yelled.
As he operated on the keyboard, short videos compiled and processed by him instantly appeared on the big screen.
The video obviously captures fragments of various surveillance images and has been slowed down.
On the screen, only an unclear figure could be seen running rapidly in the corridor, and finally returned to the rooftop.
He tied on the safety rope, jumped off the building without hesitation, then held on to the rope, swinging high in the sky like a swing.
The strong wind blew his forehead hair and windbreaker, and he looked at the building with cold eyes. Finally, he rushed straight towards the glass curtain wall of the building, using the scabbard as a pillar to break the glass window, and landed steadily on the floor inside, successfully arriving at the next door.
In an office on the first floor.
With a flash of the sword, the ropes on his body were cut off, like a strong man cutting off his wrists and sinking his boat, leaving no escape route for himself.
After that, he was no longer visible on the surveillance camera.
The video finally freezes on him cutting off the rope and walking out of the room.
"He has already gone down! Alert the security personnel on that floor quickly!" The commander seemed to feel that his heart was about to stop beating.
"It's too late..." an analyst next to him said with a desperate look.
On the huge screen, another picture suddenly switched.
You can vaguely see that this is a corridor. It's night and it's not time to get off work yet. The lights on the ceiling are bright, the floor is clean and translucent, and the walls on both sides are as smooth as mirrors.
The architectural style of the Moore Technology Company building adopts a European simple style, which is a relatively simple style in the Night City that advocates free style.
But now, when the surveillance screen is zoomed out, we can see that the second half of the entire corridor has a more coquettish color.
At a glance, all I could see was a scene of blood all over the ground, with blood gathering and flowing across it; corpses lying on their backs on the ground, hung on the wall by sharp tools... Thanks to the bright lights, all of this was displayed in detail to everyone who was watching the surveillance footage.
before people's eyes.
The walls are full of bullet holes, and there are even cracks and scorch marks caused by the explosion. Human blood is splashed on the wall due to the swing of the sharp blade, like an ink-soaked brush sketched on the drawing paper... Everything in front of you.
The scene is enough to prove what kind of fierce and fierce battle happened here just now.
No, for their side, this battle may be tragic.
But for Mr. Mo Ying, this is just an appetizer before the main meal!
The screen turned again, and this time, everyone in the control room finally saw the person they had been worried about for a long time.
The scene in front of me is still a corridor that must be passed through, and at the end is a safe passage leading downstairs.
The security personnel lined up in array stood guard at the entrance of the stairs, raising their firearms and firing continuously into the air on the opposite side.
They couldn't see the enemy clearly, but they could clearly see that the bullet was blocked by something invisible in the corridor in front. The storm of bullets could only slightly hinder his speed. This ghost-like enemy was still there.
Gradually and steadily approach them.
Just like human beings facing unknown creatures, only the firearms in their hands can bring them a sense of security. Although the bullets fired are as endless as furious flames, they cannot conceal the cowardice in the hearts of every security personnel.
.
Ordinary people face typhoons and rainstorms, and they inevitably find it difficult to move even in the crazy wind and rain.
But now they have witnessed a human being, relying on his own strength to move forward steadily in the storm of bullets...
Such a shocking scene naturally shocked everyone in the monitoring room again.
The huge monitoring room is now filled with the sound of bullets being fired from the screen. Every analyst and even the commander can feel the despair in the hearts of these security personnel - there is clearly an escape route downstairs behind them, but they have to obey.
The company ordered to do everything possible to stop this ghost.
After a long time, the gunfire on the screen stopped, and there was not even a trace of screams.
Silence was everyone's last words, but everyone could still hear the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh, and pessimism gradually spread in everyone's hearts.
It's no wonder that when he went to the next floor and killed the previous security personnel, there was no sound from the communicator.
This enemy didn't even give the security personnel a chance to speak.
"His strength has once again exceeded our expectations. This time, the intelligence department needs to take responsibility." The commander sighed and said in a low voice, as if he had aged more than ten years.
He covered his forehead and couldn't bear to look at the monitoring screen.
The information previously summarized by the intelligence department clearly pointed out that Mr. Mo Ying had the reaction speed of a knife and a bullet in a slow state.
Although this is surprising, it is not unacceptable.
There are always some top agents in the world. After being transformed into a national-level prosthetic body, the King of Soldiers will also have this kind of inhuman combat power. These people are often the bodyguards of big shots, or they are national-level individual war machines.
But now, Mo Ying showed the ability to block bullets while moving... This performance simply exceeded his expectations.
After all, one involves standing still and concentrating on slashing bullets, and the other involves moving and blocking while facing a rain of bullets... The difficulty of the two is not at the same level at all.
There was silence in the control room for a long time. A staff officer observed the commander's face and couldn't help but ask:
"Sir... Do we still want the follow-up security forces to go up now?"
"Go up, Mr. Luo Yin said, everyone must go up!" the commander said decisively.
The staff officer's expression changed, but he finally lowered his head and whispered: "I understand."
He sat back on the table, took out his communicator, and was about to give orders to several security teams in the upper part of the building, but was stopped by the commander beside him who suddenly waved his hand.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Luo Yin called... He said that he wants the remaining security team to cooperate with the mercenary team." The commander said with a serious expression.
"And the command also needs to be handed over to those people."