Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1220 - 396: New Recruits Enter the Fray (Part 3)

The internet is not a realistic propaganda channel; without sufficient technical means, it’s impossible to block it completely."Then organize police and militia patrols, and kill without mercy anyone who dares to look at those things."

Nightmare is completely unrestrained now, even if he ultimately destroys Cuba entirely, he doesn’t care, since it’s already doomed here anyway.

Although Ricardo felt this approach was somewhat inappropriate, after thinking it over carefully, there was no better solution.

"Understood. I’ll go give the orders."

After saying this, he turned and left.

By this time, the dishes on the table were already cold, and Nightmare, due to these matters, had completely lost his appetite. He waved the butler over.

"Take it away, take it away."

"Yes."

The butler immediately called the attendant to remove all the untouched dishes from the table.

He then picked up the Queen and headed to his bedroom, and soon the sounds of men and women moaning came from inside.

The kitchen’s food delivery person was dumbfounded when they saw all these untouched dishes being brought back.

The butler said coldly,

"Dump it."

"But these... haven’t been touched at all."

The delivery person glanced at the head chef, his Adam’s apple moving slightly, implying whether they could eat these meals themselves.

These were organic foods they might never afford in their lifetime; throwing them away seemed like such a waste.

But the butler stared straight at him, with a fierce glare in his eyes.

"When I say dump it, dump it. Do you understand?"

Then he said to the head chef,

"This guy doesn’t need to come in tomorrow, or else prepare to become the dish."

The head chef was startled into a jolt, and hurriedly nodded,

"Yes... yes."

Then, with deft hands, he dumped all the untouched fish and meat into the slop bucket.

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Cuba now is a muddle with various factions involved.

But someone seemed to think Cuba wasn’t chaotic enough, so they threw in two more armies.

However, both of these are ’recruits.’ Belonging truly to Horizon Corporation, the troops who underwent two months of training had arrived in Cuba for their final month of [combat training].

David, coming off the transport plane, no longer showed the greenness of when he first entered the barracks, his eyes were mature and resolute, his steps steady.

His gaze around was filled with curiosity; Cuba looked completely different now from when he first came. The previously barren meadow had become a fast-hardening airport, and the C150-cast runway wouldn’t even get dented by an air bomb explosion.

In the distance, construction sites were roaring, large and small construction machinery comparable to Taiping Continent.

"Latin America... haha."

Carrying a rifle next to David, Mann seemed to mock himself,

"I never thought I’d come back. The same slogans, the drug war..."

Dolio shoved him from behind,

"Stop dawdling here, hurry up to the camp for assembly; if we are late, we’ll be penalized again. I don’t want you dragging me down this time."

"Ah, okay."

Mann perfunctorily replied to Dolio, then turned to David,

"David, today I want to try trench warfare again; I refuse to believe I can’t win it."

David was also full of fighting spirit,

"Alright, if they can do it, so can we."

Nearly two thousand people disembarked and formed ranks with them; half were previously from the Chaotic Blade Association, and the other half were no different, hailing mainly from the Tiger Claw Gang or the Sixth Street Gang, but minus their former ferocity and brutality.

Throughout these two months, apart from eight hours of realistic military training daily, they also had four hours of free-mode Mewtwo training.

All utilized real-life footage taken by players in Cuba to let them truly experience the kind of wars players were fighting there.

Even now, using twice the players’ numbers, they still couldn’t achieve players’ effects or even complete a level, their combat capability gap was starkly humbling.

Yet, this doesn’t mean those two months were wasted. Quite the opposite; on weekends, they would engage in history-specific Mewtwo training unique to cyber warfare.

[French Revolution]

[Napoleonic Wars]

[Decembrist Revolution]

[October Revolution]

[World War I]

[World War II]

If time allows, this group of soldiers might become the first in history to fight through three hundred years of wars.

The deaths there feel somewhat different from real deaths, but the tempering of their will is real. They can personally feel how humanity developed step by step to today and tangibly experience societal ideological shifts and developments.

They saw how France awakened to the concept of freedom, how the Tsarist Russian Army turned into Decembrists after entering Paris, and their successors overthrew the Tsarist government.

And the most tragic wars between imperialist powers in human history.

They also received synchronized cultural education; in the future, they’ll become the backbone of the entire cyber society.

Perhaps this army cannot compare to players’ extraordinary capabilities in terms of combat power, but the purpose of their existence is entirely different for the world.

This world, ultimately, needs the people of this world to save themselves; players can only serve as awakeners, not as lofty saviors.

Whatever these people did in the first half of their lives is no longer important. From stepping into Dragon Field, their previous selves were already dead; those who walked out became reborn.

The other army is recruit soldiers from local Cubans.

They were young from various villages, with family members killed by European armies and drug dealers, harboring hatred and anger, their only thought after picking up guns was revenge against those people and what Horizon Corporation told them, for a new tomorrow for everyone in this country.

Simultaneously, they are also the future of Cuba.

Here, a pile of explosive firewood accumulated like a mountain, soon to be set ablaze, burning this ruin to ashes.