Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

Chapter 240 Interstellar Chase ([-])
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In the abnormal slip space bubble, on the captured Covenant flagship Justice, the Marines were rushing to the strategic point.

Rebecca held the MA5B assault rifle and ran quickly with her fire team, and the corridors of the Covenant ship were filled with the sound of their footsteps.Running ahead of her was Sergeant Avery Johnson, who this time was in charge of a Helldrop fire team and two teams of regular Marines.Of course, it was not just them, Rebecca knew that there were more teams rushing towards other strategic points.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how dangerous this mission is. Rebecca took the initiative in front of the general not because she was rushing to die, but because she felt that Tommy would have a better chance of surviving if he killed more Covenant bastards. Hope--of course, her mission couldn't be more dangerous than his.

Speaking of which, isn't her life in Night City the same?She lived a precarious life every day, not knowing which mission her head would be shot in, so strictly speaking, she wasn't doing any worse.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved again.After all, no matter what, she is doing pretty well now, at least she doesn't have to swim butterfly in the cesspit of Night City - no matter how good you are, you still have to get yourself covered in shit, and you'll even take a few bites from time to time.

They quickly passed through a hatch. At this time, a deafening explosion sounded from the corridor ahead. Several titanium alloy structures flashing with sparks suddenly exploded, and the violently shaking deck shook them.

Rebecca quickly lowered her center of gravity and held on to the bulkhead on the side. A wave of heat mixed with a metallic smell surged from the depths of the corridor.

"Ahem. It stinks!" She waved her hand in front of her face and adjusted the helmet's air supply mode to internal circulation.

"Holy shit, what's going on?" Cecilia cursed as she got up.

"No need to think about it, the Supreme Justice must have been hit by plasma cannons flying outside again." Avery replied.

Ellie's voice came from the speaker in the corner of the bulkhead. "The decks of No. [-] to No. [-] in Area [-] were melted. Charlie and the Delta fire team, who were rushing to the Gamma strategic point, immediately detoured from the Beta airlock door of No. [-] in Area [-]."

Aurora looked at Avery, who shook his head at her. "It has nothing to do with us, move on."

The rest of the way, they skirted the gaping hole created by plasma fire.Through the airlock door that sealed it, Rebecca could even see the light blue slip space bubble, and the scene of a certain Covenant destroyer being smashed to pieces by meteor-like plasma cannons.

Cecilia also saw this scene. He whistled and sighed: "It's really fancy, isn't it?"

"You idiot," Avery scolded, "you won't be able to laugh until these deadly things fall on your head."

"That's right, as stupid as a pig!" Rebecca agreed.

"Tch, how could such a coincidence happen?" Cecilia muttered.

I can't count how many hatches I have passed. The originally intact lavender bulkheads began to turn black, and there were more corpses on the ground. Most of these corpses came from human technicians. The folded heads in black armor were only Takes up a small part.

Rebecca had no friendship with them, but in the war with aliens, the death of humans would still make her feel uncomfortable. She had never thought about it that way when she was in Night City.

Avery looked down when he passed them and said in a serious tone: "They are all special elite warriors? This is not good. Everyone, cheer up, the alien shit is spending a lot of money this time."

Their pace began to slow down as the bulkhead became more damaged, and finally, a dim and blackened pressure door stood in front of them.Its mechanical structure was severely damaged by powerful external forces.

"Corporal Aurora," Avery whispered in the communication channel, "Can we go around it?" Aurora paused, then shook her head slightly, "No, sir, other areas are not too far away. It was destroyed by plasma fire, and we have to go through this door, and it's the shortest way."

"Okay." Avery gestured forward. "Jerkens, go up and listen to what's going on inside."

Private First Class Jenkins picked up the assault rifle and walked over cautiously - the door did not open as expected. He put his ear to it, then trembled all over, turned around and nervously gave them the "enemy" sign.

The atmosphere became tense and everyone began to check their weapons.Avery looked at Cecilia, "C-10 explosives, how many more do you have?"

"More than enough to blow open the door, sir."

Avery nodded, "Prepare for blasting. You're welcome. We'll destroy them with heavy firepower. Corporal Rebecca, prepare your rocket launcher. You'll blast them into the sky as soon as the door opens."

Rebecca replaced the MA5B and carried the M41 rocket launcher on her shoulder. "Of course, I'm ready." She said with an excited smile.

The slight noises coming from behind the door became more and more intensive.

Rebecca stepped back to the corner of the bulkhead. Sergeant Johnson tilted his head towards the door. Cecilia tiptoed to the door, placed the C-10 explosives, and then quickly stepped back.He gestured to everyone: three, two, one fist!

"Boom!"

A loud noise came towards them along with a shock wave. Rebecca ignored the titanium alloy fragments that "crackled" on her armor and pulled the trigger of the rocket launcher.

Two missiles roared out with flashes of light, and other marines also threw fragmentation grenades. A series of explosions exploded in the room, and then the sound of severed limbs colliding with the bulkhead and painful groans were heard from inside the cabin. Voice.

"Quick, quick, quick!" Avery shouted.

Rebecca quickly replaced the new barrel assembly and followed the rear of the team into the cabin.When the smoke dissipated, Rebecca saw an incapacitated folded head inserting an energy sword into her neck.

Aurora quickly checked the cabin, shot the folded head corpses on the ground one by one, and then reported: "Safe!"

Rebecca walked over to the suicidal folded head and kicked it. "What is this guy doing? Why did he kill himself?"

"Their 'spirit of honor' does not allow them to be captured or seen losing their fighting ability." Aurora explained sarcastically, "How stupid."

"Oh, honor, screw it." Rebecca sneered.

There are not many good corporate dogs and government officials hanging around in Night City, and Rebecca knows this very well, and most of her concept of "honor" comes from them.To her, "honor" is just stinky shit in a cesspit, a trick used to fool children.

　Take some time out of your busy schedule to write a chapter, hey
　　
　
(End of this chapter)