Neurolink System in the Modern World

RING RING RING.

The alarm snapped me back from my thoughts. It seemed like those idiots had just caught on to the fact that they are being attack.

But I don't have to worry much because I expected this after disabling the CCTV. I hurriedly hovered towards the corner of the corridor while my rodents scattered to give me a 360 omnipotent view of the area.

The problem with tight places like this was it's hard to see through corners. But it's not an issue for me, who happens to have the map and view of everything in my HUD.

I could hear them coming closer, around 10 people all carrying high-powered guns. Seeing the guns made me wonder who was backing these people to smuggle this many high powered weapons into Korea. I doubted that they could operate for this long without a backer.

But regardless, this guns are useless in front of me.

"Stop," I spoke out loud , restricting their movements.

Seeing no one around behind them, I hovered up to them and subtly influenced their mind. Then, I stepped back to a safe spot.

"Mind Link," I activated my skill, forging a mental connection with the 10 people. In my mind, I synchronized their thoughts, creating a seamless link between us. With this connection established, I could guide them effortlessly, controlling their movements in perfect unison.

"Why did you stop?" Another group arrived, armed with guns as well.

"Oh, this area is clear," I replied using my pawn with a nonchalant expression.

"Are you sure?" The other group leader asked.

"You think I'm blind or something?" I retorted, raising my eyebrows.

"I'm not in the mood to joke around here. We will check again," the other group leader replied with a pissed-off tone.

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

The sounds of multiple automatic guns echoed in the tight space. The other group didn't even have a chance to react as the bullets put holes in their bodies.

*THUD

Their bloodied body collapsed to the ground. They never expected an attack from one of their own.

"Why... did... you... betray us?" One of the survivors spoke with heavy breaths. His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked me in the eye.

"Oh, because I just feel like eliminating trash," I replied with a mocking smile, then ended his life with a double tap to his head.

*BANG

*BANG!

After that loud display, I'm pretty sure everyone was in full alert. But it's alright; this way, civilians can run away while I take out the gangsters.

An operation like this should have a lot of civilians working for them by force. It's hard to differentiate them, so I'll just kill those who dare to carry guns and look like a thug.

"Oh, they're coming," a smile formed on my face as I saw dozens of red dots heading my way.

Ready to faced them head on, I skillfully manipulated the 10 people under my control to engage in a calculated exchange with the approaching gang members. With my map and mind link providing a real-time overview, it was akin to having a wall hack, granting me a strategic advantage.

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

The sounds of gunfire echoed through the tight corridors, each move planned with the skill of a master tactician.

I remained in my safe space, manipulating the battlefield like a puppeteer, ensuring that every move played to my advantage. The gang members, caught in the crossfire, were disoriented and overwhelmed, unable to comprehend the coordinated assault.

I directed some of my pawns to hide in the corners, ready to ambush unsuspecting enemies. Others camped in strategic spots, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

As the gang members desperately tried to regroup, my controlled pawns ambushed them from unexpected angles.

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

Shots rang out, creating a loud sounds of gunfire.

In the end, the gang members were reduced to a disorganized, demoralized group. In just a couple of minutes , the death tool were in dozens .

My pawns might have trash stats, but with me controlling them, they were like a special forces unit.

As their bullets ran low, I commanded them to grab more from the dead people lying on the floor.

*CLICK !

With my knowledge of guns, reloading clips was fast and efficient.

"Fucker! You're dead for betraying the gang! Our boss will kill your daughter after he's back!" One of the gangsters shouted, attempting to threaten my pawns by blackmailing them.

'Idiot, I'm the god of blackmailing. You're like a child in front of me,' I chuckled inwardly.

"Yo, Gyung! My new boss is a the real deal compared to your sorry-ass leader. He promised to track down everyone's family, give 'em a real beat down, and then let 'em swim with the sharks!" I chuckled menacingly, and I could see from my rats that their faces turned sour.

"You think I will believe you?!" The gangster sneered in contempt.

"Listen up, fool. He's got connections that'll make you all wet your pants. Your time's ticking, and he's the fucking bomb! You're all dead! You should apologize to your family in the afterlife for bringing them into this shit" I taunted, enjoying the visible discomfort on their faces as the weight of the threats sank in.

"FUCK YOU!" The gangster finally snapped, his frustration boiling over. In a rash move, he attempted to silence my pawn with a quick pull of the trigger.

*BANG!

His ill-conceived plan backfired as my bullet found its mark, a direct hit to the head. The sudden silence that followed was emphasized by the lifeless sound of his body hitting the floor.

"You see that, fuckers? You're all dead now!" I chuckled loudly, letting loose a barrage of gunfire like a goddamn lunatic. It's not my body, so who cares if it gets shot?

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

The tension hung thick in the air as I started opening fire, strategically pausing as if to reload, luring them into a false sense of security.

Little did they know, my enhanced vision and lightning-quick reaction time meant that I could eliminate them with ease once they show their faces.

*RATTAAT-RATATTAT-RATTAT!

Another one bit the dust as I keep shooting and moved forward, pushing them back.

The gang members, realizing their doom, futilely fought against an opponent who seemed to predict their every move. Some of them retreated, and at this point, the mission seemed to be in the bag.

Well, that's what I thought until I suddenly lost connection with one of my pawn.

"What the hell was that?" I wondered aloud.

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