The fatigue from an entire night's intense exercise instantly vanished when a large cut of juicy roast paired with a refreshing beer entered the stomach.

Although these foods couldn't actually increase players' maximum health or stamina, the boost to morale was substantial, especially when the worry of gaining weight after gut modification was no longer a concern, players could eat as much as they wanted.

Every bite of protein consumed would be converted into bioenergy, used to power prosthetics and brain maintenance, digested more thoroughly than normal humans.

After eating and drinking enough, the Truth Department wiped off the grease on its mouth and continued speaking to the Advertising Department.

"The commercials you shot with Yu Wenbo still have many shortcomings. The ad lines shouldn't be spoken by yourselves; it would sound too fake, indistinguishable from usual marketing gimmicks."

"What are we selling? Weapons, which are meant to kill. What's the point of an announcer raving beside you? It's just like roadside chatter."

"Like this gun, no matter how much you boast about it, it's not as direct as using it to kill someone."

What the Truth Department said left the Advertising Department somewhat hesitant.

"Isn't this not quite right? If we're actually selling guns, can footage of killing be broadcast? Won't it be too gory to pass the review?"

"Review? Who's reviewing? Can Optoelectronics even extend its hands here?"

The Truth Department was dismissive of this.

"I'll be impressed if they can reach us here."

Disregarding the issue of the ad passing the review, the Advertising Department threw out the initial question again.

"But the question is, who are we selling to? Once our product comes out, all its parameters are clear on the forums. Who really interested in buying would look at this ad? And we don't even have enough of our own, how do we have guns to sell to others?"

"Of course, to those who can't see the weapon parameters."

The Truth Department looked at the Advertising Department as if they were an idiot.

"Did you forget what the second biggest event of this version is? Our activity range expands from Night City to most of the United States; how big a market is that!"

"And who said we must sell our own weapons? What's the most important in commercial marketing? It's the platform! Look at platforms like Tik**, Quick**, B**, how much of traditional advertising media's share they've bitten into?"

"Is there a bigger war platform in the world now than Cuba? We're now like a lone scorpion, just need a bit of publicity to rake in the money."

"It's all about money, in the end, aren't wars fought for these things, my little fellow."

While depicting a grand future prospect for the Advertising Department, commotion arose around them, and many players stopped their meals and looked up to the sky.

This was because the alerts from the surrounding deployed air defense radar systems went off.

Woo————

The ear-piercing air raid siren made all players realize something was wrong.

The military green search radar on the carriage, originally rotating at a constant speed, suddenly stopped at a certain point, locking straight towards the Cuban inland direction. Then, the instructions were passed to the search radar which immediately fired an array of invisible electromagnetic waves in that direction.

The radar display showed a red dot speeding towards the player landing zone, and after a brief flicker, there were more and more red dots, even exceeding this radar's tracking lock limit.

Luckily, the players had seized more than one air defense radar from Hansen, and the other radars quickly caught these signals and began tracking. The air defense vehicles deployed around rapidly entered combat mode, with air defense missile launchers aiming skywards; one after another, hatches opened, and with a swoosh, a missile shot out from a launcher, speeding towards the horizon.

The other air defense vehicles also followed suit, launching several missiles into the sky.

Players' prosthetic eyes couldn't compare to the radar's search range, and even though air defense missiles had been launched, they still didn't know the specifics, only seeing a large number of missiles trailing white smoke ascending from their positions into the sky.

"Is this an air raid coming?"

"What is it? Missiles or a bomber?"

"So cool, this is way cooler than the junk Jianxue conjures up."

They marveled at the air defense weapons' performance without any tension over the incoming air raid, some even climbed up buildings to see what was happening.

However, over-the-horizon strikes couldn't be seen by them at all.

Only the Red Barrels twenty kilometers away could see dozens of black dots with trails of flames racing towards in the sky.

Those were missiles speeding through the air.

And the flight squadron following behind the missiles. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Besides, what was coming this time wasn't junk military technology sold to Cuba to dupe them, but the targets weren't the players' temporary camp below, rather the three military technology airships dangling far overseas.

[Enemy tracking! Enemy tracking!]

[Enemy missile! Enemy missile!]

The pilots glanced at the radar alarms turning from yellow to red, slightly frowning.

Evidently, the Cubans intended to first eliminate the military technology's powerful Horizon Corporation ally, then find a way to handle this isolated force trapped in Cuba.

The Cuban Air Force commander also didn't believe that a petty Horizon Corporation could participate in this air battle, purely treating them as spectators.

They didn't realize that this small company considered cannon fodder had deployed such a multitude of air defense systems just after landing, and had been discovered as soon as they approached.