Activating Overload

"Da Yong!"

Da Yong, carrying a Gatling gun, continued firing as he slowly advanced, suppressing the enemy at the entrance.

Han Che called out to him loudly from behind.

Da Yong was wearing a heavy helmet, and despite the loud gunfire around him, he didn't hear anything.

It wasn't until Han Che ran up behind him and patted him that he realized what was happening, turned around, and saw Han Che's ceasefire gesture.

"Alright, that's enough, stop here." Only then did Da Yong stop firing the Gatling gun.

"Oh, Warden, I forgot you didn't bring your communication microphone. Sorry."

"Yes, I was afraid the EMP would burn out my communication equipment, so I didn't bring it with me."

"What's next?" Dayong turned around to face the warden and stretched his shoulders.

"Proceed according to plan," Han Che said. "Keep pushing forward, hold their position, and drive them back to the administrative district. Don't let them run away to somewhere else."

"I'm not wearing any helmet, so it's not suitable to pursue from the front. I have to go around to the other side."

Da Yong nodded, then turned around again, his back to Han Che.

At the same time, his voice came through in a muffled tone.

"Be careful, Your Excellency the Warden."

Han Che nodded silently, then left in another direction.

Da Yong took a deep breath, lifted the Gatling gun again, and pressed it towards the door.

……

"How is everything?"

After passing through a corridor from the elevator shaft platform door, you return to the circular corridor on the second floor of the administrative area.

Bombarded by EMP and then suddenly mowed down by machine gunners, they were driven to flee in disarray.

They were only able to catch their breath after they shook off the machine gunners and the machine gun fire on that side stopped.

John, enduring the pain from the electric shock to his head, counted the number of people.

A total of 12 people, including John's team, were imprisoned.

During the encirclement and suppression of the warden, two of them were instantly killed by the warden through a smoke grenade attack.

Two people were killed by machine gunners who jumped straight down from a height of tens of meters.

Two unlucky guys who were slow to run were shot down by machine gunners.

There are 6 people left now.

Now both the brain-computer interface and assistive systems are paralyzed.

What's most infuriating is that the warden is still alive!

"How the hell do we fight this?" The captain of Squad 3 was covered in blood, his armor riddled with holes, and he was on the verge of a breakdown.

His two teammates were the first to be beaten to death by the warden, and then he stood next to the warden, watching as two other team members in front of him were smashed into mincemeat.

Various red and white substances splashed all over him.

"Didn't you have X-ray vision? Weren't you so confident? Why is this happening? How did you arrange this?" He slammed the gun to the ground, his pupils trembling wildly, and his hands tearing at his hair.

An atmosphere of fear and despair spread among the remaining few.

John and the other two weren't much better off; the moment the EMP exploded, the chaotic electrical currents in their brains caused almost all of them to faint on the spot.

In the end, it was only thanks to the powerful defense of the level 6 armor and their willpower that they managed to break through.

He couldn't understand it. Hadn't Anderson said before that the warden was afraid of dying?

Does his tactic look like he's afraid of dying?

Facing a dozen or so fully armed player operators, he neither led the charge nor wore armor.

He used his own corpse as bait, then had a machine gunner, a lump of iron, fall from a height of tens of meters onto his back.

Does this look like a fear of death?

And putting aside whether he was afraid of death, why didn't he die?

Or rather, why did he come back to life?

A barrage of questions assaulted his brain, which was already damaged by the electric shock.

The burning pain returned.

"Beep, the brain-computer interface backup overload system requests a reconnection."

John, Cole, and Miles all simultaneously displayed a line of small text in the lower right corner of their goggles.

"Reconnect?" Suddenly, the three of them seemed to have grasped at a straw.

"Reconnect!"

As the command was given, the brain-computer interfaces connecting the back of their heads to their cervical spines began to get scalding hot.

"Aaaaaaah!"

The three of them knelt down at the same time, letting out a miserable scream that was not human.

This scene intensified the fear of the other three Bald Eagle agents who were already suffering from psychological trauma.

"Monsters! They are monsters!"

"I'm not fighting anymore! I'm never fighting again! These people are monsters! They don't treat us like human beings at all!"

The three men, leaning on their aching legs, pointed at the three kneeling men and backed away step by step.

Only then did they realize that the rumors about how strange John's team of three was were all true.

But now, John and his two companions can no longer hear any outside information.

Their entire field of vision was covered by dense red codes.

"The brain-computer interface is reconnecting. Do you agree?"

"Agreed, the brain-computer interface is being reconnected."

"The brain-computer interface system is being rooted to upgrade the data package. Do you agree?"

"The brain-computer interface system is overloaded with data packets. Do you agree?"

"We are merging the coverage data."

"The system is overloaded."

As several brain-computer interface commands were transmitted, John and his two companions knelt on the ground, completely unable to resist or make any choice.

The system is set to run with full default permission.

Then, the metal strips extending from their brains to their limbs behind them emitted a hissing sound.

Then, all three of them stood up at the same time, their eyes behind their goggles turning blood red.

Then, he simultaneously pulled out the remaining syringes from the ammunition and inserted them one by one into his chest.

Their movements were more synchronized than before, and they acted as if they were a single person.

Immediately afterwards, the three men stared intently at the corner of the corridor in the direction they had come from, picked up their M14s again, and cocked them.

After that corner, the heavy sound of metal footsteps gradually approached.

John lowered his center of gravity slightly and moved his feet back and forth.

At this moment, the three were like three cheetahs ready to pounce. They no longer felt anger, fear, or doubt, and there was no longer any emotional turmoil or thought in their hearts.

The brain-computer interface crackled behind them, constantly emitting electric arcs that were scalding hot.

But now they can't even feel the pain that the electric current used to cause.

The other three Bald Eagle agents were stunned by the bizarre scene before them.

Some people have even started pointing their guns at John and his two companions.

At that moment, a huge figure emerged from around the corner at the other end of the corridor, carrying an extra-long machine gun barrel.

The Gatling gun was pointed directly at John and his two companions, with no cover in between.

The gun barrel slowly rotated, making a preheating sound.

Immediately afterwards, the metal strips behind the three people's limbs emitted a mechanical friction sound.

Starting from the back of the neck and head, it runs down along the spine.

Extend forward, close to the chest.

The ends extend and lie close to the limbs.

Suddenly, a powerful force surged forth.

John, Cole, and Miles all gave a low shout at the same time.

"Overload activated!! Exoskeleton activated!!"