"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!" Groups of fireballs exploded in the sky above the aerospace aircraft carrier. Tongues of fire spurted out as the Gatli
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"
Groups of fireballs exploded in the sky above the aerospace aircraft carrier. Tongues of fire spurted out as the Gatling gun barrel rotated at high speed, firing dense bullets that connected in a line and formed a tight prevention and control network.
The fighter planes breaking through the encirclement were like soaring eagles, weaving through the dense barrage network and launching continuous attacks on the aerospace aircraft carrier.
A Stargrazer fighter plane was suddenly hit on its tail. Flames burst out, and it plummeted towards the ground with thick smoke trailing behind. Moments later, it erupted into a massive fireball upon impact. Fortunately, the pilot managed to eject in time and descended slowly under the drag of a parachute.
"Da-da-da-da..."
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The incandescent flames of the Guards' Gatling muzzle illuminated the sky, creating a dense barrage that looked like a radiant web. Fighter planes darted through this mountain of swords and sea of flames, with some failing to escape the onslaught and crashing into fiery explosions.
Gunpowder smoke began to fill the previously clear sky. The aerospace aircraft carrier, hovering like a monstrous fortress, was surrounded and relentlessly assaulted by eagles of war.
The battle in the sky was chaotic, while on the ground, it was equally intense.
"Boom!"
An electromagnetic cannon round streaked across the battlefield, slamming into the gates of the SHIELD base. The Khanjali tank's shot blew the entrance wide open. Following the breach, tanks and armored vehicles poured in, invading the interior of the base.
Simultaneously, armed transport helicopters deployed combatants via ziplines. These troops, clad in advanced combat suits, formed tactical squads and swiftly moved to surround the SHIELD base. Their movements were methodical and precise, resembling those of seasoned special forces operatives.
Each soldier bore a security chip or proficiency chip, granting them advanced tactical or firearm skills. While their combat literacy was slightly below that of trained agents, they made up for it with efficiency and precision.
Many of these players had survived major crises, such as battling lizardmen, infected entities, and vampiric aliens. These experiences made the fight against SHIELD's human agents seem almost trivial.
Adding to their advantage was the proliferation of skill chips. A combatant could overcome deficiencies in hand-to-hand combat by equipping a fighting chip, turning into a professional martial artist overnight. Firearm skills? Solved with a gun proficiency chip. Those who wanted more could invest in guard specialist chips.
As a result, ordinary players who required months of training to hone their skills could transform into seasoned warriors after a single event. Against professional agents, they fought as equals.
"Da-da-da-da..."
Once inside the base, players engaged SHIELD agents in fierce building-to-building combat.
"Boom!"
"Ahhh!"
One player was struck by a stray bullet and erupted in flames. His anguished screams filled the air as the fire consumed him.
The incident sent a wave of alarm through his team.
"There are players on the other side too!"
"Stay vigilant, everyone!"
Horn, a seasoned combatant and team leader, darkened his expression as he issued warnings. Horn's journey had started in Los Santos, where he survived outbreaks of infected entities and alien invasions. Later, he and Nalin joined the Holy Light Judgment guild. This guild actively sought experienced players and retired soldiers, making it a formidable force.
"Create the illusion of an external attack. Don't lose sight of the main objective!"
"This isn't a game. There's no resurrection mechanism here," Nalin sternly reminded his team through the headset.
"Whoosh!"
"RPG incoming!"
"Boom!"
A rocket roared through the air, slamming into a Khanjali tank. The resulting explosion created a searing fireball and a massive shockwave.
"Bang!"
A sniper hidden in the shadows fired, neutralizing the agent with the rocket launcher.
When the smoke cleared, the Khanjali's dark armor bore visible scorch marks, but the driver remained unharmed. Disoriented by the impact, the operator regained composure, rotated the turret, and fired back.
"Boom!"
The retaliatory shot tore through a building, sending debris flying as it penetrated into the SHIELD base.
Meanwhile, SHIELD fighter planes attempted to provide air support. However, a Chernobog missile carrier raised its massive launch chamber, locking onto the incoming aircraft. The Soviet-inspired anti-aircraft vehicle unleashed a salvo of missiles that streaked skyward, leaving white trails in their wake.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Rockets soared through the sky like predatory birds. Moments later, brilliant fireballs erupted as they struck their targets.
Within the base, most agents—aside from the technical staff—rushed outside to repel the advancing players.
Gunpowder smoke clouded the sky, obscuring visibility. The battlefield was saturated with fighter planes, bullets, and artillery shells, creating a chaotic storm of destruction.
Amid the chaos, a stealthy team wearing optical camouflage infiltrated the SHIELD base. This technology, acquired from Kalmi Predator designs, rendered them nearly invisible. Recently introduced into the Holy Light Judgment's arsenal, it was the perfect tool for clandestine operations.
The infiltrators spread out, slipping into restricted areas of the base. They entered the computer room and placed metallic virus patches on critical servers. Once the mission was complete, they regrouped.
"Phil, did we miss anything?" the team leader whispered through the headset.
In a nearby nuclear submarine, Phil, the team's planner, scrutinized the network data.
"All clear. I'll finalize the synchronization now," Phil replied confidently before pressing Enter.
"Bang!"
The virus patches activated, forming a digital web that linked SHIELD's systems to the Holy Light Judgment's servers. Surveillance feeds, classified data, and operational schematics were streamed in real time.
"There are two critical objectives: Point A and Point B," Phil continued. "Point A is lightly guarded but requires access to SHIELD's underground control room. Proceed with caution."