Chapter 1358 - 441: It’s Simple, I’ll Just Eat It! (2)

Chapter 1358: Chapter 441: It’s Simple, I’ll Just Eat It! (2)

The "Family Joy" at the command center has already opened the battlefield channel.

"Dragon Field Soldiers, quickly withdraw from the battle, prepare to board and evacuate, release all drones, and the remaining players intensify the search for the enemy infiltration squad! Be cautious of anything resembling virus warheads during combat; once you discover the enemy squad, swiftly eliminate them, I repeat, swiftly eliminate them."

As it turns out, surveillance and drones are indeed wonderful things, and setting up surveillance everywhere is a good habit.

Unlike Dragon Field Soldiers, players can occupy any location and bring cameras with them. A solar panel and a battery are enough to keep a camera running long-term and steadily, complemented by a signal base station and AI-assisted monitoring to control all the information in an area, or at least use robots for defense patrols.

Optical stealth modules are impressive; even infrared cameras can’t see special forces on the move.

Unfortunately, it’s merely optical stealth, not some fancy invisibility or teleportation. Collisions with branches and footprints are always exposed under cameras, leaving a trail.

Thus, Mechanics have an inherent advantage in capturing these invisible people.

Several figures darted through the forest, their movements agile as cats, speed as swift as phantoms.

They maintained a coordinated distance between each other, their speed constant; regardless of the direction of an attack, others could quickly respond.

Tutu, while running, quickly filtered through the surveillance footage processed by the elderly and soon found an anomaly in the drone’s aerial view—a shrub unnaturally bent over.

Tutu’s eyes flashed with keen insight.

[Anomaly spotted in my left front 11 o’clock direction, 1.2 kilometers away, requesting support]

"Let’s decide on you! Elderly! Activate the olfactory module!"

"Ha!"

The infiltration squad’s drones quickly discovered their approach.

A reconnaissance soldier immediately reported to the captain.

"Tovsky, someone’s approaching us from behind quickly, heading straight for us."

"..."

Tovsky’s heart sank.

Three out of five squads have already encountered the enemy. They had taken a detour to avoid detection, yet they still couldn’t avoid it?

"How many are there?"

"Five, but one of them is moving strangely, crawling on all fours."

"?"

What kind of ghostly thing is this?

Tovsky didn’t think much and decisively ordered,

"Prepare defenses, eliminate them, and continue advancing."

The special forces skillfully sought cover to hide; once they kept still, cameras couldn’t search for their exact position.

Before long, a strange... person?

It shouldn’t be called a person, its body covered with cheap yellow-white felt, running on all fours.

The key was that its humanoid body was attached to an extremely ugly, earless orange cat head, creating an uneasy feeling.

Initially planning to wait for more to enter the ambush before acting, Tovsky noticed the cat head’s apparent sniffing movements, seemingly searching for suspicious scents.

Yevsky’s head felt like it was about to explode. He hadn’t expected the enemy to install such rare olfactory prosthetics and biochemical modified beasts, cursing inwardly.

Damn... we are going to be exposed.

He signaled to the sniper, who immediately aimed at the grotesque orange cat head and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

The bullet instantly pierced through the orange cat’s head, shattering it.

But then came the horror; even with its head blasted apart, the monster didn’t die; instead, it charged straight towards the sniper’s location with half a mangled head.

All its joints spewed large amounts of irritating smoke, concealing its own location as several black shadows rushed out from the horizon one after another.

"No, something’s wrong!"

Yevsky roared angrily,

"That head is fake, Andre, retreat quickly!"

Just as he finished speaking, a high-temperature plasma ray shot from afar, engulfing the sniper’s position. Fortunately, Andre had sensed it and activated the Sianweistan to dodge the lethal attack in advance.

The jungle permeated with acrid hot smoke, fires started to burn, and the high temperature completely blocked thermal vision; even the drones in the sky couldn’t see clearly.

"Kaud, Muen, report your positions!"

Realizing the opponent was wielding deadly weaponry, Yevsky immediately rolled to relocate and tried to get information about his comrades over the channel.

But the previously clear channel suddenly got disrupted, their voices now intermittent, interspersed with crackling interference.

"Captain... I’m... at..."

"Someone... has invaded... be careful..."

Buzz!

Until a piercing electric sound flashed, the interference noise stopped.

A few seconds later, a terrifyingly indescribable electronic voice echoed in the channel, ringing in everyone’s ears,

"Could it be... I am not a... cute, very cute little kitty? Hehehe... hahaha..."

At the same time, the team’s links were severed, their avatars replaced with animations of the Elderly, watching that orange monster imitate human actions and stances was discomforting.

It seemed like an unknown monster deliberately mimicking human behaviors.

As combat-support AI developed by Tutu, Hacker attacks were naturally mandatory.

Andre frantically retreated, trying to distance himself from that monster, continuously firing to fend it off, nearing his teammates’ direction.

But the already infiltrated squad network blinded him to his teammates’ positions; even his proud high-precision sniper prosthetic eye was disrupted, occasionally flashing a horrific orange cat hissing face, making it impossible to hit the enemy.

Moreover, the close-combat specialized prosthetic moved at incredible speeds, rapidly closing the distance between them.