My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 81 080: Hunting

John raised his gun against the red light in his field of vision.

The electromagnetic bullet grazed the bathroom door, leaving dark holes in the wall.

The Internet surveillance gunman was hiding inside.

The hacking continues.

Flickering pixel particles appeared in front of John, and the ringing in his ears and severe pain in his skull became increasingly severe.

[Prosthetic eye restart: 88%↑]

[Hindered movement: 93%↑]

If the progress bar loads to the end...

You're done for yourself.

He was in pain as if he had been stabbed with needles, and even briefly saw a ghost.

John didn't do anything. The Atlanta virtual network operated by itself and a text popped up.

He wants to shoot down the drone.

The network surveillance agent hiding in the bathroom probed and fired, trying to suppress John and cover his teammates in the floating car.

The network surveillance agents in the room also chased him out.

【Escape from the Internet surveillance. (unacommpolished)】

The entire vehicle crashed into the room, causing an even larger explosion.

The hacking progress bar is interrupted.

John stood next to the stairs and observed sideways - two drones seemed to have broken in between the windows on the floor above, with electromagnetic gun heads, the kind that can paralyze targets with high-voltage current.

He has not taken on a new job recently, and the progress of the task has been updated. It can only be the main task of investigating the truth of the accident.

John pulled the trigger.

[Mission target update]

The float swayed and fell through the railing.

The battle destroyed the insulation layer of some furniture. With the use of EMP weapons, a series of arcs spread on the walls of the living room, and household equipment made noise at the same time.

The other device accelerated directly, avoided follow-up shots, and flew an extremely difficult route in the stairwell.

John pulled his head back, dodged the shot, stumbled and fell next to the wall, and immediately raised his rifle to fight back.

Unexpectedly, it was equipped with special armor. The electromagnetic bullet hitting the metal shell only affected the flight trajectory.

Two network surveillance agents came out of the crashed floating car.

"...Attention agents, suspect number T-1 violently resisted arrest, there were casualties, and dispatch support is needed. Killing is allowed. Non-fatal agreement is cancelled. Repeat, shooting is allowed!"

John rushed into the stair passage, kept climbing over the guardrail, and quickly lowered himself to the floor to try to distance himself.

The elevator panels are all painted in red.

Ming——

That tie-clip bastard did something bad!
John cursed in his heart, not forgetting to shoot to suppress it, and then stretched out his hand to pull the slightly deformed door open.

The EMP overturned the float vehicle.

John had fled into the hallway by now, even knocking over the boxes of steak and wine.

He dodged into the ruins of the living room and took out the EMP electromagnetic launcher hanging on the wall of the tool room.

There are graffiti left by tenants in the corridor, and there is a camera on the wall at the end.

He felt that the black light was showing signs of going berserk, but he had only used the special inhibitor not long ago.

[Unknown frequency band detected, hacking in progress, communication has been accessed. 】

buzzing-

John was confused and connected to the internal communication of network monitoring.

Someone is controlling it remotely.

A glint flashed in front of his helmet.

Invisible waves passed through the living room, causing the floating vehicle suspended outside the window to instantly emit black smoke.

John leaned against the obstacle, his mind racing.

John only hit one of them.

The drone beeps.

It shoots a red data stream to lock onto John, indicating that a hacker is using the device to remotely hack.

Bang, bang!
The wall light box suddenly exploded.

John escaped the commotion by rolling into a corner.

"Fake!"

A device whizzed through the fence, chasing after John, constantly providing updated coordinates.

John felt like he had been hit by multiple bullets in his back.

Not daring to stay for a moment, he jumped a few floors and suddenly discovered that a new network surveillance agent had broken into the stairwell below and was shooting upwards.

The bullet grazed his cheek.

John's heart was beating wildly, and he immediately changed direction and tried to leave through the air passage between the buildings.

He turned an intersection and tightened his grip on the barrel of the gun.

The drone suddenly braked and turned.

John slammed the butt of the gun up, and the feeling was strange, like hitting a cushion with strong shock absorption.

The iron shell is very strong.

John rushed forward in panic, hugged the drone tightly, and pushed and smashed it against the opposite wall.

Bang bang bang.

John didn't dare to let go easily, and he didn't give up until the drone burst out with arcs of electricity and the last signal light went out.

Zizzi~
He gasped for breath and looked for an exit again.

But as far as the eye can see, they are all monitors.

Red data flows through his body in all directions, trying to snatch control of the prosthetic body.

dong dong.

dong dong dong.

The sound of footsteps was so dense that it was suffocating.

John could only grit his teeth and run for his life in one direction.

The channel call continues.

[The suspect is on the run, the Black Gold Gang has been alerted, and the ECPD is approaching and asking for the operation serial number. 】

[T-1 coordinates have been synchronized, scan results are being uploaded, T-1 prosthetic body information has been obtained, no advanced network access warehouse has been found yet, repeat, the suspect is a non-professional hacker. 】

[Unknown signal source detected. 】

[Requesting to block the street, the aerial vehicle is in place, sniper... The street blockade failed, and an unknown user hacked. 】

[Someone is snatching T-1. 】

[The other party is professional, agents should pay attention to ICE protection. 】

John bolted down the aisle.

Dani Street has been enveloped in gunshots and sirens.

The Black Gold Gang is confronting Internet surveillance agents.

This place is close to the Borago Club and is an area strictly controlled by gangs. It made such a big fuss without even saying hello. Mr. Vito had to go to the Internet Control Office to get an explanation.

This is about the bottom line of profit.

The network supervisor didn't say hello because he just wanted a quick resolution.

They probably didn't expect that the capture would fail, and what was originally a straightforward killing operation turned into a pursuit and escape.

The scene was chaotic.

John was running in the passage between the buildings when he suddenly felt the windows around him vibrating. In the sky next to him, there seemed to be an aerial vehicle that had finished hovering.

He protected his head and bent forward, leaping forward.

boom!
A hole immediately appeared in the cement wall.

The bullet penetrated the building's shell, passed through the hallway, and embedded itself in the opposite wall.

Sunlight and noise filtered in through the gap.

The gunshots kept repeating, like a countdown to death.

John knew that he was being targeted by a sniper, and at this time he heard the network monitor's internal communication again.

[Killing allowed, please pay attention to recover T-1 body. 】

"Fa, faq!"

John immediately left the sky corridor and came to another building.

The walls inside the building were thicker and difficult to penetrate, but footsteps could also be heard in the walking passage.

John gritted his teeth and stepped back.

There is a sense of desperation.

John looked around breathlessly and noticed that the elevator floor was very close to him.

"Fuck you!"

He roared angrily, pulled out a gun, fired, smashed the control panel, and then used brute force to pull open the metal door panel.

The dark elevator shaft came into view.

Yellow light bulbs are embedded on the wall at regular intervals, and cables connect the car to hover on the lower two floors.

It's a bit far away visually.

The cold wind rushed up.

Industrial exhaust fumes are dizzying.

[T-1 escaped into the elevator of Building B and blocked the back road. The special situation team is rushing to the corresponding corridor...]

Hey.

The network monitor discovered John's intentions.

The elevator was started and was falling into the abyss.

"Death-defying, right? Come on then!"

John jumped in, his body and wrists rubbed against the cables, and several pieces of artificial leather broke apart.

There was a dull pain in my leg bones when I landed.

John fell on the top of the moving car, and there was a brand new bag of drug ingredients at his feet.

It should be a transit point for illegal transactions.

John had no time to delay, lifted the top cover, and fell into the shaking elevator car.

A small space, a short rest.

The light strip keeps flashing.

The field of vision flickered.

John stood up despite the pain from everywhere. [Equipment under maintenance [warning]]

Bang, bang——

John used the butt of his gun to blast the glass of the control panel, pulled off the metal plate, and inserted the data cable into the interface.

[Elevator of Apartment B21 on Danny Street (hacked)]

Black light flashes.

Several screams came from the voice channel.

[2240 and 2241 are offline, pay attention to ICE protection, the target has unknown hacking methods. 】

[T-1 has seized control of the elevator. 】

[No blackwall fluctuation detected. 】

……

John knelt down in front of the elevator door, panting. Just now, the moment the data link was connected, the black light killed two network surveillance agents controlling the elevator system.

He can feel it.

John seemed to switch perspectives at that moment and saw:
The black glass cover, the field of vision was full of data flow, suddenly garbled codes covered all the information, and then everything began to distort, and the helmet was filled with plasma and arcs.

Network supervisors became highly nervous.

They began to request support from the ECPD and even reported it to the city hall to handle it as a terrorist attack.

A man's voice came from the voice channel.

His tone was calm and clear, and he immediately took over the action.

[This is 'State Police', event code 00. 】

[The agents involved in the operation immediately fell silent, interrupted all physical hacking activities, repeated, and did not allow anyone to use data cables to connect. 】

[All personnel retreat from the cyberspace and call for inspection after one minute. Those who still remain in the deep dive state will be killed immediately. 】

[Pause the pursuit, surround the target, and wait for support. 】

【the last point. 】

[Change the voice channel. 】

Blood flowed into his neck.

A little lukewarm.

John's back was feeling cold.

He was stuck in the elevator car and kept changing floors, fearing that he would be beaten into pieces as soon as he opened the door.

But it can only delay for a few minutes at most.

He still doesn't know what he did.

He didn't know what to do either.

Looking back on the past days, it seems that everything went well and luck was always on my side.

Luck is in a cage today.

[Mission target update]

[Destroy the captain. (unacommpolished)】

Words jumped out in front of John.

He started the Atlanta virtual network, found the transport plane flying over Eden City through equipment management, then switched routes and crashed directly into the burning oil barrel.

[Captain [Offline]]

[Device damage detected. 】

and then?
The mission doesn’t jump out at anything new.

He never understood the principle of this black light until his death.

John was still sitting in the elevator, silent for a moment, then picked up the rifle in his hand and loaded a new magazine.

He didn't want to be captured alive.

[Contact-Gilead [unread information]]

[Can I go to the second floor? 】

[Don't go to the basement or rooftop, the road is blocked by police. 】

[Damn it, you made a big move, brother, the ECPD and network surveillance are all here. Mr. Vito did not express his position, but he acquiesced, understand? Gangs can make things easier for you. 】

John chose to believe.

There was no other way for him to go.

Ding--

The elevator door opens.

This is a group rental area with long corridors filled with debris and drug addicts who passed out after taking drugs.

Abuse came from the end of the graffiti-covered corridor.

The Black Gold Gang is entangled with Internet surveillance agents.

The camera locked on John, and the commotion turned into a conflict. Tenants, both clothed and unclothed, opened their doors and watched.

The smart guy is secretly recording.

There is an open door next to John.

There was the sound of breaking glass inside.

John rushed in with a gun and saw a scrap metal shell rolling on the floor.

The windows were broken open.

Below is the building complex.

A hooded member of the Black Gold Gang was walking through the alley, constantly overturning debris and blocking the passage. It was not until the police appeared in front of the iron gate that he dodged and hid in the alley next to him.

John ran away.

He ran aimlessly.

There is a car in the basement, but I dare not use it because the network supervisor will definitely chase the vehicle and find me.

[Contact Person-Tinfoil[Unread Message]]

Tinfoil sent a moving coordinate.

John crossed two streets, avoiding the red-lit surveillance cameras and patrol drones on the road.

There are more and more police cars.

[Scan detected, communication signal request/confirmation. 】

[Tinfoil: John, it’s me, what’s going on? 】

"I don't fucking know!"

[Phew, I was trying to find loopholes in network surveillance just now, but these guys are online every day and are more difficult to deal with than company dogs. They can't exploit you like they did before. 】

"what should I do?"

There was fire in John's eyes. "They are now determined to kill people, and I don't even have a chance to explain."

[Eden said come to the company and I will blackmail a car for you. 】

The call was temporarily hung up.

John huddled at the entrance of the alley. A few minutes later, a new sedan with red and yellow paint parked next to it and honked its horn twice.

He sat in the driver's seat and hit the accelerator.

The patrol officers immediately noticed it, failed to intercept the broadcast, and began to chase it.

After a few breaths, the floating vehicle with the network surveillance logo appeared behind.

John didn't dare to keep a low profile.

Hackers can quickly find their location, and driving slowly will only lead to being killed by snipers.

He had to run.

It is only safe to arrive at a safe haven... at least with a small promise.

John and Eden were not close friends.

Will he make an enemy of the network supervisor for his own sake?
impossible.

But this is the only way for now, hoping to take a breather and gain more freedom and intelligence.

The entire West End was thrown into chaos because of the chase:
The traffic lights flashed like dance floor bulbs, more than double-digit car accidents occurred within ten minutes, drivers fought at intersections, black smoke emitted from the ground stakes at the block junctions, and the metal pillars rose halfway and then stopped moving.

Trumpets honked.

Electromagnetic noise blasts the streets.

John drove through the chaos, feeling a sense of apocalyptic absurdity and madness that kept stimulating himself.

A corner of the city was in chaos.

Drug addicts and gangsters started taking advantage of the chaos.

The Eden City Police Department dispatch center began broadcasting.

John held the steering wheel.

He stared straight ahead, the blood on his cheek had dried.

All kinds of abnormal phenomena unfolded with him as a radius. It must be that the tin foil and network surveillance were pulling each other.

One side is the Haven Corporation super hacker.

One side is the city network inspection organization office.

The main reason why they were able to fight back and forth was that the network supervisors had completely withdrawn from the cyberspace, their power was limited, and they only used the simplest technical means to resist.

Tinfoil is lying in the deep net killing everyone.

【Eden City - Haven Company】

A fully armed team stood waiting at the intersection, even setting up road cones for armored vehicles.

The automatic turret reveals its true appearance.

John successfully passed through the blockade and drove the car directly into the gap between the company walls to reduce the exposed area.

The network surveillance aerial vehicle hovers behind.

They projected a rectangular area on the road with the scrolling words "Keep away from danger" marked with a red border.

John pulled out a knife and punctured the airbag.

He did not leave the car door rashly until two soldiers holding shields took the initiative to surround him.

John was carried toward the lobby.

Network surveillance and the Eden City Police Department surrounded the place.

He saw Tinfoil and Eden walking out with serious expressions before they could say the first words.

boom!
A loud gunshot echoed through the streets.

The tactical shield was breached.

John subconsciously covered his stomach, but saw a line of blood on the ground in front of him.

The seams between his fingers continued to overflow with bright red.

(End of this chapter)