Chapter 349: The Past of the Sixth Street Gang
The two walked into the event venue, and most of the people around them were discussing the shooting at the Dewdrop Hotel.
Everyone heard the explosion. The sound was so loud that it made people think that there was an explosion like the one in the Watson District in Santo Domingo, which made people panic.
In addition, there are some strange things.
“Thank you for your boyfriend’s contribution to the unification of the United States and his heroic sacrifice in the terrorist attack on Martin Luther King Street.
After our verification, you are the last relative of this boy. Tsk, according to his military rank, the total pension is 500 euros.
Have you received it? ah? ! "
V saw a Sixth Street Gang on the street handing out "killing pensions". It seemed that many Sixth Street Gang guys were killed at the Dew Drop Hotel.
But there was still a pension. ?
The soldiers of the Sixth Street Gang were quite impatient, and the reason was very simple. There was a man standing next to this "widow".
The woman felt as if she was struck by lightning when she heard the news. Then she turned around and crawled into the man's arms crying, without answering the Sixth Street Gang's questions.
The soldier yelled instantly: "Are you deaf? I asked you if you received it! Fuck you bitch!"
A man and a woman were frightened by this roar. With a jump, the woman's tears were sucked back into her tear ducts:
The special skill of cybernetic transformation, because some cheap prosthetics are installed on the face, which may cause negative pressure in the tear ducts when she is frightened.
“I heard it!” The woman wiped her tears, “I will live well with this money, but how long will 500 euros last?”
How long will 500 last? This is a good question.
According to the price of goods in Night City, it is more than enough to buy one life, but if it is purely about living, it really won’t last long.
The amazing thing is that the man's face also showed real sadness. He gritted his teeth and touched the woman's head: "My dear, it doesn't matter, I will join the Sixth Street Gang to support you."
< br>"But you can't even hold a gun tightly"
"You can learn from that - I want to join the Sixth Street Gang!"
The man suddenly looked at the soldier with his head high and his chest high. The latter was stunned for a moment. He was just thinking about whether to give this bitch a good beating after paying out his pension.
But now the man is one of his own.
So he laughed meaningfully, patted the man on the shoulder, and stuffed a jade ring into his hand - I didn’t even know if this old gun could fire normally:
"Hahahaha. Interesting. Come on, take this gun. When you kill a thief, you can report to the recruitment office."
The man grabbed the gun and held it firmly in his arms. The woman said: "Don't worry, I will work hard for our family."
The two kissed passionately, and the sun shone on them - even after passing through the black smoke, the light seemed a bit unreal.
“What a bloody drama.” V was stunned when he saw this plot, “I thought that man was her father at first.”
“It’s too messy, it’s too messy, Hai Wood will not be like this." Jack shook his head, "The American spirit has begun to share wives."
The two walked into a small bungalow, and the sergeant was sitting in the room - he would wait until the time was right. It's time to appear outside again.
"You two. Why is one missing?"
"The event hasn't started yet. There are some things that need to be prepared - do you still pay pensions to people?"
"Of course." The sergeant snorted, then lit a cigarette for himself, "There are soldiers killed in action. Isn’t the pension just a matter of course? Our Sixth Street Gang is a regular military organization.” There is a woman who had already changed her husband when she received her pension, but just now her new husband also joined you."
The sergeant was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "None of my business. As long as he can contribute to the Sixth Street Gang, V said nothing, shrugged and sat on the sofa opposite the sergeant.
"I told you, why don't you choose a better place to hold the event?"
"What's wrong with this place? This place is pretty good." After finishing speaking, the sergeant took a deep breath of cigarette, "But it's really not Lijing District is good, who let Valentino take that place away? "
Lijing District is now a relatively complicated area, Valentino is active there, and NCPD is also there, and Sixth Street is there. People from the Gang will also go there, but there, the Sixth Street Gang doesn’t have much industry.
It’s just some stupid young people and street kids who go there to stir up trouble.
But a long time ago, Lijing District was also the place where the Sixth Street Gang made its fortune.
After speaking, he looked at Jack who was hesitant to speak: "Okay, I know what you want to say. You are still young and don't know what happened at that time."
V showed an interested expression: "Then tell me?"
"I said? Let me tell you, the people in Lijing District owe Sixth Street A big favor! If I hadn't brought people to control the security, it would still be a lawless place!
In the end, things calmed down and Valentino teamed up with the NCPD to drive us away. Damn corrupt.”
Jack was a little unconvinced.
Valentino is a gang whose main link is blood relationship, which caused him to have some reactions to these remarks even though he was no longer a Valentino.
This is somewhat different from what he knew.
"If you are really so good, how could you be driven away? I know that the local residents jointly reported you to the NCPD."
"Haha." The sergeant sneered, " You won’t believe that. The bottom line is that there is no money - look at this gun.”
He took out a smart assault rifle from the box behind him, and the painting has been changed to the United States. style. "Look, the advanced prototype of Nocota Company can be divided into parts. The smart chip can lock up to 5 enemies. What kind of chemical corrosion will be induced when a bullet enters the human body? Isn't it awesome?
I plan to use it as the final prize for this shooting competition. ”
V and Jack don’t know why: Is locking 5 enemies awesome?
Their “artificial intelligence locking system” can lock more than five enemies every time?
The air froze for a moment, and V nodded: "Yeah, awesome. ”
The sergeant also noticed that there seemed to be a hint of disdain in V's tone. It was probably an illusion.
So he continued: "Although our business is experiencing difficulties now, it is not difficult to find a few boxes of such high-quality weapons in the warehouse.
But when we first started, we didn't These things, it is widely rumored that the Six Street Gang is a small group of military technology Dog.
Come on, I used a fucking old revolver at the beginning!
Why didn’t military technology support those idiots? Did they not want it? In the name of military technology, military technology came to the door! ”
After the sergeant finished speaking, he recalled the days when he started home.
At that time, the original Six Street Gang wore armor sewn from scavenged leather and used broken guns that could be put into the garbage dump.
Lijing District, Santo Domingo. There are murders, robberies, and thefts every day. The only way for ordinary people to live longer is to hide at home and do nothing.
Then they can starve to death.
“Why were you kicked out later?” V asked curiously.
The sergeant laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's very simple, there is no money - when the streets are no longer chaotic, everyone has to come out to make money.
Valentino is richer than us, his way is wild, and his people are better. There are many of us. They open a casino and sell top-quality drugs. They have money and are happy.
When they have money, they will provide some notes to the NCPD, and the NCPD will cooperate with them.
At that time, the Six Street Gang didn’t have much support from big companies.
It was only after that time that I realized that I had to make money, make a lot of money—— Without money, there is no weapon, no weapon.
Haha, did you see the slogan? The American dream, the American dream is supported by money. "
"Then you do business with military technology? "
The sergeant nodded calmly: "Yes, no one takes care of the security of these places, so I take care of it myself. But this requires money and equipment. It is impossible for people to defend their lives with a pair of fleshy fists. .
Because robbers and murderers have guns in their hands.
The American Dream gives me goods, allows me to make money, and allows me to do whatever I want. I believe in the American Dream. ”
There was silence in the room for a while, then V picked up the beer on the table and opened a can: "To be honest, reselling high-priced vaccines is also part of the plan?"
"Yes." The sergeant also opened a can. Can of beer, "I'm not going to give you any big reasons, but the fact is: I need the money so damn much.
People here need vaccines, I will find vaccines, and as for the price. That's not me What I can control is not made by me.
I can’t even keep myself poor, so why should I sacrifice myself?”
After the sergeant finished speaking, he smiled and looked away, not knowing what he was thinking. Jack: "Big man, you look like Valentino. If you were in a gang, you might be their big brother by now.
But you're not cut out to be in a gang, really, I can see that - so back to business, two"
"Three actually. "V pointed to his head, "There is another one too. "
"Okay, three of you."
"Oh, by the way, we also called a group of good mercenaries. You have to pay them, the normal price is fine. "
The sergeant retracted his hand to toast angrily: "Do you have any more? How many are here? ”
"Three of them." V shook his head, "They are already drinking outside."
The sergeant was already swearing in his heart: Who is this habit of interrupting other people's speeches? Who follows? !
Calm down your mood and organize your language.
"Okay. There are still three of you. This time it depends on you. You are the most professional and awesome in Night City.
The Sixth Street Gang, and My life, especially my life, depends on you.”
Jack also opened a bottle of beer, and when he lifted the can, he was still thinking.
V poked him, and he also received news from Lille.
[Lille: A confident smile can help increase the employer's trust in the mercenary. The employer does not want to hire a young man who is full of problems. 】
So Jack put down those thoughts and showed a professional smile.
"Haha, do you even need to say that? Professional mercenaries must achieve their mission."
Thanks to Menghui Baima Temple, Lazy Azhai, Book Friends 160430183004465, Wuxia Huaxia limic, and Three Dragons for their rewards
Sorry foster parents, I was delayed today
(End of this chapter)