Chapter 341 Hardcore Uncle
“Are we mercenaries, or are they mercenaries? I told you that we should find regular mercenaries in the next life.”
Anderson asked Ben Ni asked sincerely.
In the Dewdrop Hotel, Anderson and Benny hid behind the wall, watching a man covered in large pieces of prosthetic body throw out the TV.
They used to hang out with the artillery, but they didn’t expect that the artillery died before it was dispatched. Before they could do anything important, they were blocked in the store and killed while collecting protection money.
The sergeant looks kind, but he is still a gang leader in essence. When dealing with traitors, he would rather kill them by mistake than let them go.
It is true that these little shrimps did not actually rebel, but that was all because the artillery died suddenly and the traitor flag was retracted halfway up. You can still find it if you search in your pocket.
Benny snarled angrily: "It's coming and going day by day. Look at how you look like that. You know it, but Morton doesn't know?!
Shut your ass up! What a fool! You will be dragged to the rats by Morton’s whistle when you arrive at the gate of the next life!”
That’s right, the mercenaries they found were from the street.
Everyone in Night City knows that the best mercenaries are in the Afterlife Nightclub.
Can they go there to find mercenaries?
No, first of all, they may not be able to get in, and secondly, they have no money - but when they were drinking on the roadside and preparing to die drunk, they actually found a mercenary to take over.
The mercenary is now next to the window. He is two meters tall. Both arms are finely decorated. Not a single pipeline is exposed. All that can be seen is expensive alloy armor.
Morton tried several assaults just now, but the result was like bullets hitting his arms, with no actual effect except a clanging sound.
Benny was actually thinking: He was drunk at the time and didn't notice that the weapons in this man's hands were all ruthless things he had never seen before.
This mercenary called himself "Uncle Hardcore" - what happened next deepened his understanding of this name.
“Try throwing a grenade.”
The strong man took out a grenade from his pocket and looked at the oil pipeline outside the window——
This look shocked Benny I was so frightened: "Hero! That is the Pezo Petrochemical oil pipeline! If we blow it up, we will die too!"
"You're so scared that it exploded so easily. Do you think Peizhuo Petrochemical is a fool?! Scare them, or you'll take the lead and run away!"
The hard-core uncle yelled and threw Benny The roar made the hearing prosthesis tremble, and the next second, there was an explosion outside the window!
Boom!
This explosion not only hit the oil pipeline, but also blew up in the hearts of the Sixth Street Gang outside the window, and in Benny’s heart:
This bastard is totally desperate!
Only then did Benny realize that these mercenaries were definitely not locals: no mercenaries would work like this!
But this explosion, just like the hardcore uncle said, the Sixth Street Gang was frightened!
Another TV was thrown out by the hardcore uncle, playing the classic kidnapper's manifesto, but he turned around and waved to Benny and others in the room:
"Get ready to fire and catch them off guard!"
"Huh? I thought we were going to negotiate?"
"Let's talk about hammers, grenades, guns, whatever you have, then jump out and grab the car and run away! Be brave!"
The roar of the hard-core uncle is very penetrating, and every word seems to be like Hitting them on the head, some of the timid ones had their blood pressure soared when he yelled like this, and they grabbed their weapons tightly in their hands
"Up, up, up! Fire!"
Several boys by the window Benny poked his head out before receiving instructions from Benny.
Bang!
A bullet pierced his cheekbone, and the man happened to have his own cheekbone replaced with a facial prosthesis.
The bullet easily penetrated his prosthetic body, and the exaggerated kinetic energy easily created a hole in his face, and large parts and synthetic fluid sprayed out!
There were faint traces of blue ionized air in the air, and the hard-core uncle's expression changed instantly. His head that originally wanted to stick out for an assault shrank.
"Keep firing!"
The boys were stunned in place. This time, no one was encouraged by him to come forward, but their heads hiding behind the bunker were no longer safe!
A drone slowly flew past the window, and bullets struck like a violent storm in an instant!
The hard-core uncle's pupils shrank sharply, he hid in the corner, curled up like a turtle, and hugged his head!
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The glass shattered instantly, and the trajectory of the bullets in the air was extremely messy, but every bullet seemed to have eyes, and the curve hit them!
Wow!
After one round of shooting, the glass fell to the ground, and several Sixth Street Gang members also fell to the ground.
"Ah!!! I've been shot!"
Benny and Anderson were covering their eyes, the other was covering their necks, and the other brothers were unlucky enough to have completely fallen to the ground.
Seeing this scene, the hardcore uncle already understood what was going on: the enemy had mastered all their positions!
I don’t know what’s going on, but I have to run away now!
He strode to pick up a radio from the table, adjusted it roughly a few times and then threw it out!
Can't he really run away?
Not necessarily, he just needs someone to drive to pick him up. If he rushes out like this, the most he will get is a few bullet holes in his body. He was tall and his steps were wide. He took three steps and two steps at a time, grabbed Benny or Anderson, and was outside the door in an instant. He quickly ran towards the door leading to the outside world at the end of the corridor!
But just when he was about to rush out, the iron door twisted exaggeratedly——
A huge fist mark appeared on it.
Bang!
The fist smashed through the iron door in an instant, and the hardcore uncle had no time to stop!
Jack felt that he had hit this man firmly on the head!
Bang!
What sounded was not the sound of bones breaking, but the sound of metal colliding. Uncle Hardcore's head deformed visibly and flew out upside down!
Click.
Uncle Hardcore fell to the ground, his head buzzing.
But looking at the door that was easily removed in front of him, he knew that he had to fight back.
The nerves that were hit hard were a little sluggish, and the concealed gun bag under the arm was opened.
Compared with ordinary gun bags, this thing is exaggeratedly long, with an opening from the armpit to the top of the pelvis. Considering his two-meter-tall figure, the thing inside is indeed no ordinary pistol.
It was a strange weapon that was longer than a submachine gun but slightly shorter than a rifle -
He drew the gun a little later than before, and his nerves were a little slower than before. He didn't have it at all. I noticed beside me that V had broken in with a knife!
The moment the thick robotic arm pulled the trigger, V's mantis knife cut off both of his arms holding the gun, but his fingers did not release the trigger!
Seeing this scene, V reacted very quickly and slashed at the gun with his knife, but the bullet was shot out and the severed arm jumped like a drone under the influence of recoil. The mantis knife was almost Can't catch up!
A sound almost comparable to that of an anti-tank sniper rifle sounded——
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Oops!
The gun fired a total of 12 bullets before V cut off the weapon.
The bullet even penetrated the door panel in Jack's hand, penetrated the front part of the glove, and left horrific bullet marks in the room.
"Damn it, slow down a little bit"
The hard-core uncle on the ground was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth to bear the strong stinging sensation caused by the severed cyber prosthetic limb and the electric current on the nerves.
Jack looked at the glove in his hand that had been pierced by bullets: the bullet was stuck in the glove and was almost going to enter his arm.
V also looked at the bullet holes around him and was surprised by the power of this weapon: "What kind of gun is this so exaggerated?"
The hardcore uncle struggled to retreat, while retreating He also looked around: something happened that made him feel extremely exaggerated.
Most of the people on this floor were only injured by smart bullets just now, but now most of them have their limbs separated.
Obviously, the woman with the mantis knife did a lot of things in less than 10 seconds from when the drone opened fire to when he was knocked over by a fist.
"Malorian's old breed, you two are not bad either." He managed to stay awake and said with a wry smile.
He needs to buy some time——
[The sniper is in position. 】
Just when V was about to say something cruel, she suddenly smiled meaningfully: "Oh, there are companions?"
The hard-core uncle was stunned, and there were a lot of wrong frames in his eyes. Body.
He was hacked!
When did it happen? !
“Grass!”
Bah!
The electric current flashed, and the hard-core uncle completely lost consciousness.
[V: Continue the pursuit? 】
[Lille: He ran away and couldn’t find a position. He is quite experienced and has good equipment. It should not be as simple as one or two people. 】
In the street not far away, two second-hand Mizutani Falcons had just started. The driver in one of the cars suddenly stopped and began to vomit uncontrollably!
The companion in the other car changed his face when he saw this scene. The person in the passenger seat immediately switched to that car, no longer caring about the captured hardcore uncle, and started running away.
While running, he sent a message to his fellow snipers waiting elsewhere:
[Stop sniping, give up the rescue, you have been hacked, run away first! 】
【Change strategy! 】
(End of this chapter)