Chapter 126: [Source Plan: Crazy]—Rebecca, You Lunatic!
"This Is Rigged!"
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!!!"
Pilar slammed his cybernetic fist against the table, his face twisting in frustration.
"Yeah, yeah, this doesn't count! Let's redo it—one more round of rock-paper-scissors!" Maine added, clearly just as unwilling to accept the results.
Across from them, Rebecca and Dorio stood arms crossed, glaring daggers.
"Oh? So now you wanna cheat?" Rebecca sneered, tapping her foot impatiently.
"Yeah, Maine—are you seriously questioning the rules that David set?" Dorio added, her voice cold and threatening.
Pilar and Maine instantly flinched.
"N-No! That's not what we meant…!"
Maine coughed, rubbing the back of his head. "Look, Rebecca, you're still young. How about you… I dunno, give your big bro your armor this time?"
Rebecca's eyebrow twitched.
"Get lost."
Maine shrank back. "Dorio, you're reasonable, right? I mean, you're practically the team's mom, so—"
Dorio cracked her knuckles.
"If you wanna keep your teeth, Maine, I'd shut up right now."
Maine and Pilar exchanged glances.
Women in this crew are absolutely terrifying.
With a defeated sigh, they dropped the argument.
The armor distribution remained unchanged.
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The Source Plan Upgrades
David stood, stretching his arms.
"Alright, I'll grab the armor chips."
With that, he disappeared into his private quarters.
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In his room, David pulled up the system interface.
Scanning through the [Source Plan] armors, he mulled over his choices.
"Rebecca's a maniac in a firefight. She needs something that fits her… Ah, this one."
He selected the [Source Plan: Crazy] model—an exosuit designed for hyper-aggression, enhancing reaction speed and firepower output to insane levels.
Then he glanced at the others.
"For Sasha… yeah, this should work."
After finalizing his choices, he spent 12 million eurodollars to redeem three suits of [Source Plan] armor.
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Testing the Gear
Back in the living room, David tossed the armor chips to their new owners.
"Rebecca, Dorio, Sasha—these are yours."
Rebecca snatched hers instantly.
Dorio and Sasha exchanged glances, then nodded as they took theirs as well.
David gestured toward the elevator.
"Let's head to the rooftop for a live test."
The crew followed him without hesitation.
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Lucy's Training Session
When they stepped onto the rooftop, they saw Lucy training alone.
She was already wearing her [Source Plan: Shadow] armor, testing out dummy targets she had set up earlier.
Using short-bladed kunai modified with Hexstone gems, she moved fluidly, striking in rapid, precise combos.
David watched as she vanished from sight, only to reappear in a blur, striking down another target before it could react.
"Not bad."
Lucy, noticing their arrival, powered down her armor mode and turned toward them.
"Oh, hey David. What's going on?"
David gestured toward Maine's team.
"They're moving into the building. We're all one crew now."
Lucy raised an eyebrow but nodded.
"Makes sense. You got them armors too?"
David smirked. "Yeah. Figured we should test them out properly."
Maine's team waved at Lucy, and she nodded back in acknowledgment.
David then turned to the group.
"Alright. Who's up first?"
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Rebecca's Turn—Unleashing "Crazy" Mode
Before anyone else could react, Rebecca bolted forward.
"Me! I'm first!"
Without hesitation, she slammed the [Source Plan: Crazy] chip into her neural interface.
The armor activated instantly.
Rebecca's body was engulfed in liquid nano-armor, rapidly hardening into a sleek exosuit.
Her face was now half-covered by a mechanized visor, glowing with a violent red hue.
Her signature green-red artificial eyes gleamed wildly beneath it.
A manic grin spread across her face.
"Giiiiiiiggle—!"
Rebecca threw back her head, letting out an unhinged, gleeful laugh.
"Holy sh*t—this is amazing!"
If they didn't know any better, the crew would've thought she had gone full cyberpsycho.
David, however, merely nodded approvingly.
"Figures. She's a perfect fit for this model."
Maine shook his head. "Damn, she's really like Jinx from those old cartoons."
David ignored the comment and pointed at the far end of the rooftop.
"Alright, Rebecca. See those targets?"
She followed his finger, spotting seven or eight humanoid dummies spread out across a 40-meter range.
"Yeah?"
David smirked. "I want you to hit only their left eyes. Ten seconds."
Maine let out a low whistle.
"Tch. Even a trained Militech sniper would struggle with that."
Rebecca grinned.
"Ten seconds? Hell, I'll do it in eight."
She crouched slightly, her fingers twitching, her entire body buzzing with anticipation.
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The Test Begins
David raised a hand.
"On my mark."
The team watched in silence.
"Three… Two… One… Go."
Rebecca vanished.
A violent burst of speed sent her rocketing forward, her cybernetic reflexes now dialed up to eleven.
Before anyone could blink, her twin pistols were already drawn.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
In less than half a second, the first dummy's left eye shattered.
She twisted mid-air—
BANG! Second target down.
Another sprint, another acrobatic flip, another perfect shot.
Six seconds in.
One target left.
She grinned, spinning her pistols like a gunslinger—
Then WHIPPED around at inhuman speed.
BANG!
The final bullet pierced straight through the last dummy's left eye.
Total time: 7.2 seconds.
Rebecca landed smoothly, blowing smoke from her gun barrel.
"Told ya. Easy."
The rooftop was dead silent.
Even Maine, normally unimpressed, looked visibly stunned.
Dorio folded her arms. "…She's a menace."
Jack, slack-jawed, muttered under his breath. "That's some psycho-level sh*t, man."
David simply grinned.
"Perfect."
Rebecca looked up at him, still grinning like a madwoman.
"What's next?"
David's eyes glowed slightly as he checked his system interface.
"Now? We go even further."
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TO BE CONTINUED…
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What's Next?
How will Dorio and Sasha's armor tests go?
What does David have planned next?
Will Rebecca's combat style evolve even further?
Find out in the next chapter!
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