Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

Chapter 70 The long-open fault

The 73rd floor of Arasaka Headquarters.

A black wool-like fiber optic probe protrudes from the corner, and the scene in this area is included inside the probe: a corridor that is not spacious, and the marble walls on the left and right are covered with wooden boards, creating the illusion of a wooden structure building; the walls There is an Ukiyo-e style oil painting hanging on it, in which the woman seems to be tilting her head to greet the person behind her; the paper horizontal sliding door divides the right side into tatami rooms; the end of the corridor is facing a rectangular glass.

Zanghu No. [-] retracted the fiber optic probe connected to the helmet, made a "no enemies in sight" gesture to the three teammates behind him, and then waved, the four of them hunched slightly and clung to the left wall and walked into the room at the end. Go - according to reliable intelligence sources, Saburo Arasaka should be inside at this time.

The Tibetan Fox team had not taken a few steps when a loud shouting of death suddenly came from the room on the right. The paper door panel was torn, and a dozen dead soldiers with naked upper bodies and white strips tied on their foreheads jumped out.

The blades shimmering with cold light popped out from the arms of the dead soldiers with a clang.

"Long live the Arasaka Empire!" They roared and rushed towards the hell paratroopers, and their top-notch prosthetics narrowed the distance between them in an instant.

"Tibetan Fox Team, spread out and fire freely." Sergeant Kelvin gave the order while bending down to dodge the incoming blade, then pulled out the dagger and put it into the neck of the dead soldier, and bright red blood suddenly spurted out. out.

The four members walked in sporadic steps, looking like ghosts, avoiding the enemy's attacks. Then the MA5B rifles and M7 submachine guns fired bullets together, and the dense firepower network strangled all these dead soldiers.

The thrown hot bullet casings fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The dead soldiers covered with bullet holes fell to the ground, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings.

Before the Hidden Fox team could breathe a sigh of relief, a gap opened in the ceiling, and a red and black grenade fell from it.

"Deep cutting anti-personnel grenade, concealed."

Some of the team members rolled, some took long strides, and each hid in the strong bunker around them. Before carrying out the mission, they had already made intelligence preparations for this colonial world.

The red laser reflected in this area, and Sergeant Kelvin, who was hiding behind the wall, frowned. The rising room temperature reminded him of the Covenant's plasma weapons.

"Sir, it's Goro Takemura mentioned in the briefing." Hidden Fox No. [-] said in the team channel.

"Got it, kill him immediately."

A series of short bursts of fire missed the target. Takemura Goro emptied the magazine while dodging the bullets, and dodged sideways and hid behind the corner.

A shock bomb was thrown at the Tibetan Fox team.

"Oda, it's now!" Takemura Goro shouted.

The glass at the beginning of the corridor was shattered. Oda Santao dragged two brilliant red streams of light with his hands and rushed towards Corporal Aurora who was at the end of the team.

The sound of the engine of the Pelican troop carrier came from the window. The armor-piercing fin discarding shells rotated and shattered Dr. Oda's upper body, and a cloud of blood mist erupted in the air.

"Talia, haven't you seen me for a few minutes? Have you missed me?" Tibetan Fox No. [-] said squatting in the cargo hold of the Pelican troop carrier. The muzzle of the sniper rifle in his hand was connected with a white line that broke through the speed of sound.

"No. [-], kill that guy."

"Copy that, sir." Corporal Alexander picked up the M41 rocket launcher and pulled the trigger. A deafening explosion suddenly occurred in Goro Takemura's hidden bunker.

Sergeant Kelvin quickly ran into the smoke screen, checked the scattered limbs on the ground and said: "Kill confirmed, the mission continues."

The door of the Japanese room was violently opened, and five members of the Hidden Fox team broke into the room and quickly occupied key positions.

"The area is safe." Sergeant Kelvin said after scanning the Japanese room.Then, he focused his attention on the headless figure in the middle.Saburo Arasaka's abdomen was opened by himself, and steaming steam flowed out of his large and small intestines.The head fell to the floor, staring fiercely ahead.Next to the corpse were neatly placed bloody wakizashi and katana swords.

After confirming the identity of the deceased, Sergeant Kelvin turned on the communicator and said: "Mr. Arasaka Yorinobu, thank you for your cooperation. Your father has committed suicide."
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Arasaka Research Center, Astrophysics Observatory.

The ceiling of the astrophysics observation room is made of a large piece of transparent glass, and an astronomical telescope penetrates the glass and points to the sky.There is a huge holographic base in the center of the observation room, with light blue holographic images that are constantly switching suspended on it.

"There are indeed spare parts for the Hull space-time calibrator in the material warehouse, but the problem of the fusion reactor is still unresolved." Dr. Jonsson tapped the ballpoint pen in his hand on the holographic table, and a dull sound echoed in the observation room.

"This means that the Yuanzhu cannot make a long-distance jump. Not every time we will be lucky enough to meet you, sir." Lieutenant Anna Theodore, the navigation officer of the Yuanzhu, said to Tommy.

"So do you have any ideas for the next step?" Tommy said, staring at the hologram.

"Our plan is - Orion Omega Galaxy, Zhonghaina Blue Star." Lieutenant Theodore waved his hand and pulled over a blue planet, "This is mentioned in the UNSC database of the Anshan star in the Orion ψ galaxy. It is a habitable planet in a nearby galaxy. The two had close business contacts before the outbreak of the Human-Covenant War, so its specific coordinates can be determined."

"First make a short-distance jump across galaxies, use the repair station to repair the reactor there, and then make a long-distance jump back to Earth?" Tommy expressed his conjecture.

"Exactly, sir."

"Plan approved, Lieutenant." Tommy nodded and glanced appreciatively at the female lieutenant with short fiery red hair.

"Colonel, there is another thing." Dr. Jonson's fingers tapped lightly on the handheld computer. The holographic image switched again, and a "black hole" that "grabbed" the light next to it emerged.

"what is this?"

"The jump fault space is not closed after it is opened." Dr. Jonson explained, "76 years ago, when the civilian ship 'Xiao Tao Gua' was opening the jump fault space, something happened to the Sean-Tengchuan hyperspeed engine. The malfunction tore a big hole in the regular space.”

The ballpoint pen points to the coordinates of the black hole: (134, 241).

"Colonel, I have a surprise for you." Dr. Jonson moved his finger, and a line of dates appeared on the head-up display of Tommy's helmet.

September 2552, 9 in the military calendar.

Tommy was a little confused at first, but then thoughts raced in his mind, and an incredible conclusion popped out of his mouth: "Is this our current time?"

"If my estimate is correct, yes." Dr. Jonson said, "As we all know, we have never fully understood the physical laws of the jump fault space. The 11-dimensional space it contains is unimaginable to us. The so-called time, Concepts such as speed, acceleration and distance lost their proper meaning in this space, and this long-open space became entangled with the nearby regular space, affecting the closer star Anshan."

Dr. Jonson drew a line in the air with a ballpoint pen, "Time."

Tommy now understood that the flow rate of time on Anshan Star was different from that in the space outside the galaxy. The flow rate here was faster.He thought of the Pelican that crashed into the Badlands a month ago, when Captain Morton told him that his mission clock showed the time as "September 2552, 9."

"Will this entanglement continue forever?"

"I don't think so." The doctor called out the handwriting left by Anshan Star's previous researchers. "Compared with the observation results 60 years ago, the radius of this wormhole is much smaller now. I estimate that it will be closed within a few months." will be closed, and the time difference at Anshan Star will disappear."

This means Tommy isn't missing out on much.

(End of this chapter)