The team began to proceed according to the final plan.
Instead of advancing steadily as usual, they took a precisely calculated route and went straight to the weakest point of the mimics defense line.
"The three on the left wing have been eliminated."
"Right-wing is safe, keep moving forward."
The team members' reports were concise and efficient.
Dorio and Rita moved like cheetahs under the cover of the Iron Guard's firepower, and any mimics that tried to get close were instantly dealt with by the Explosive Gauntlets or precise shots.
Cage followed closely behind, his exoskeleton allowing him to easily keep up with the high-speed pace.
Rebecca stood on the Iron Guard's shoulder platform, the plasma bombardment cannon ready to fire at any moment.
"Obstacles ahead, being cleared," she calmly reported, as a plasma beam accurately struck the swarm of mimics attempting to set up roadblocks in the distance.
The capture device controlled by Sasha and Lucy was tightly protected in the center of the team, while Sasha and Kiwi continuously monitored the surrounding electromagnetic environment:
"No abnormal communication detected, the mimics have not yet organized an effective resistance."
With their familiarity with each cycle, they avoided all the major ambush points and crossed the beach area at an astonishing speed.
In less than twenty minutes, the squad had broken through the outer defenses of the mimics and was speeding towards Paris.
Once inside Paris, the pace of the battle quickened dramatically.
The narrow streets limited the Iron Guard's mobility, but they became the stage for Dorio and Rita to perform.
"Building on the left, second-floor window." Falco's prompt had barely sounded when Dorio burst into the building, followed by the sound of her gauntlets exploding.
"The right passage needs to be breached." As soon as Rita finished speaking, Rebecca's plasma cannon precisely melted the obstacle blocking the way.
The team members' teamwork has reached a state of perfection.
Valerie and Jackie's Iron Guard is no longer an isolated firing point, but a mobile fortress integrated with the entire squad.
Each of their shots perfectly filled the gaps in their teammates' firepower.
"The plaza ahead needs to be cleared." Maine observed the tactical map. "Rebecca, prepare for targeted demolition."
Rebecca leaped off the iron guard platform and quickly ran to the center of the square.
She skillfully set up the explosives, then quickly retreated to cover: "Demolition ready."
With a loud bang, a gap was blasted open in the simulated gathering area in the center square.
"The passage is open. Proceed," Maine ordered.
The squad moved swiftly through the streets of Paris like a sophisticated war machine.
Any resistance from the mimics was quickly dismantled through their tacit cooperation.
Dorio and Rita's close-quarters assault, Rebecca's long-range firepower, Iron Guard's heavy suppression, and the technical team's electronic jamming—all these elements are perfectly integrated.
"Five hundred meters from the Louvre," Rita reported, her breathing slightly rapid, but her eyes filled with determination.
Maine's gaze swept over all the team members.
After dozens of rounds of rigorous training, this team has reached an unprecedented level of combat prowess.
Every member is clearly aware of their responsibilities, and every action has been honed through rigorous training.
"Maintain formation," Maine's voice remained steady. "The final objective is just ahead."
The squad continued forward, and the mimics along the way collapsed before them like waves of wheat.
This time, without any surprises or mistakes, they are moving towards their ultimate goal with maximum efficiency.
Rebecca climbed back onto the Iron Guard's platform, and the plasma cannon began charging again. "Let them see what professionalism is."
Dorio and Rita exchanged a glance, and then dashed off to either side of the street to clear the last obstacle for the team.
Cage followed closely behind, his shots precise and deadly, showing no trace of the panicked recruit he once was.
The streets of Paris receded rapidly beneath their feet, and the outline of the Louvre became increasingly clear.
This time, they were ready.
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The team arrived at the entrance to the Louvre's underground reservoir once again.
The deep passageway stretched downwards, filled with a heavy aura of energy and the stench of decaying organic matter.
Maine raised his hand to signal a halt to the advance, and all members immediately deployed into formation according to the pre-arranged plan.
"Form up the formation." Maine's synthesized voice echoed in the darkness. "Iron Guards establish a fire line, melee teams prepare for mopping up, and technical teams follow up."
Two iron guards strode forward with heavy steps, each taking up a favorable position on either side of the passage.
Valerie's Neural Link Iron Guardian was the first to activate its shoulder-mounted heavy explosive gun, while Jackie's standard Iron Guardian deployed its automatic cannon array.
Their massive bodies almost filled the entire entrance to the passage, forming an impenetrable metal barrier.
"Fire net in place," Valerie's voice came from inside the Iron Guard.
"The sensors are showing a large number of biosignals approaching," Falco warned. "Contact is expected in ten seconds."
Dorio and Rita stood guard on either side of the Iron Guard, their breathing already adjusted, their gauntlets and weapons in optimal combat condition.
Cage stood a little further back, his weapon steadily pointing into the depths of the passage.
"The first batch has arrived," Jackie reported.
Suddenly, a dense swarm of mimics emerged from the darkness, their twisted metallic tentacles gleaming coldly in the dim light.
The Iron Guard's firepower network was activated instantly, with explosives and automatic shells sweeping through the passage like a steel storm.
The most advanced mimics was torn to pieces under the intense firepower, but its kind continued to surge forward one after another.
"Three players have broken through on the left!" Valerie gave a timely warning.
Dorio responded instantly, her figure as fast as lightning, her fiery gauntlets drawing three blazing white trails in the darkness.
The three mimics that managed to break through the fire net were instantly ignited, twisting and disintegrating in the pale flames.
"Two on the right!" Jackie reported immediately afterward.
Rita was already poised to strike. Her precise shots, combined with agile tactical maneuvers, allowed her to cleanly and efficiently clear the area in the confined space: "Right side cleared."
Cage watched the battlefield intently, ready to provide support in any direction where a breach might occur.
His exoskeleton emitted a slight hum, a sign that the system was operating at full power.
"A second wave is coming, and it will be even bigger." Falco's warning put everyone on high alert.
A dense crawling sound came from deep within the passage; this time, the number of mimics had clearly increased.
They seem to have changed tactics, starting to use walls and ceilings to advance in multiple directions.
"Adjust the firing angle," Valerie calmly ordered, and the Iron Guard's weapon system immediately rose slightly.
The new round of fighting was even more intense.
The shockwave from the explosion of the bomb in the confined space caused the entire passage to vibrate.
The mimics of the remains continued to accumulate, but their offensive showed no signs of abating.
"Attention! Alpha instances have appeared!" Lucy's voice suddenly rang out. "Multiple high-energy signals detected!"
Several points of eerie blue light appeared deep within the passage, and Alpha instances began to emerge.
They are more agile than ordinary mimics, and their energy shields are also more powerful.
"Eliminate Alpha first!" Maine ordered. "Rebecca, prepare for long-range support!"
Rebecca's plasma cannon was already poised to fire, but she needed a clear firing line: "Give me a two-second window!"
Dorio and Rita understood at the same time, and they suddenly rushed forward, creating a valuable shooting space for Rebecca.
"Fire!"
The plasma beam swept past and accurately hit an Alpha.
The eerie blue light flickered violently in the high temperature before extinguishing.
"Target hit!" Rebecca reported. "But there are more!"
The battle has entered a fierce stage.
The Iron Guard continued to unleash a barrage of fire, while Dorio and Rita circled the edge of the barrage, eliminating any enemies attempting to break through.
Cage was responsible for protecting the technical team; his shooting accuracy was improving, and he was now fully capable of handling things on his own.
"The advance is too slow," Maine observed the battle. "We need to change our strategy."
Just as he was preparing to adjust his tactics, an unusual energy fluctuation suddenly came from the depths of the passage.
All the mimics seemed to receive some kind of instruction and suddenly changed their attack patterns.
"A powerful energy source has been detected approaching!" Sasha exclaimed. "It's Omega! It's coming out!"