Chapter 621 Scavenger’s Den
“My grass.”
In the dim building, a scavenger with only half of his body left was crawling on the ground, with blood dragging a long trail. , blended into the bloodstains of many victims that already existed here.
The surrounding wires and light bulbs flickered with electric sparks, and the lights were dim.
All the electronic equipment in the Long Beach stockyard suddenly exploded, and the server used to support the scavenger's internal communication turned into a cyber bomb. The guys who were unlucky enough to be using the network at the time were roasted on the spot. Brainy.
Ten minutes ago, he was still glad that he didn't use the Internet to watch porn movies. Now his idea has changed:
Damn, this is how life is. The person who died just now just needs to die honestly. It’s okay, those who are still alive still have to fumble in the dark to repair the circuit in a frightening way, not knowing which wire will be electrocuted.
Even after spending days and years trying to repair the circuit, we still have to delay. Crawling on the ground with his intestines.
The pain invaded his brain and his consciousness was blurring. What kept him so determined and still crawling?
The scavenger climbed to the corner and tried to raise his head to glance at the hammer on the table.
"Uh, you idiot, you're dead."
Bang!
A scavenger pulled open the corner of the table with his hand, smashed the hammer from the table, smashed his head, and ended his life.
Boom——
Fires and explosions came from the passage, and heavy footsteps echoed in the underground facilities.
The Long Beach stockyard was shrouded in darkness, with gunshots and fighting sounds heard from time to time. The gunshots were loud and sharp, and the gun flames shone particularly brightly in the darkness.
Creak——
The sounds of fighting are all kinds of strange, the concrete is exploded, and the color steel plates used in construction make a harsh sound under the pressure, but compared to Night City, the noise here is There is always one sound missing in battle:
The screams of panicked passers-by.
“Awesome!”
boom!
Jack blasted the concrete wall in a circle, sending sand and gravel flying.
Across the gap, several scavengers covering their faces sat on the ground and retreated in fear. However, Jack did not take action. A group of big and thick men from the Animal Gang rushed in carrying big guns and big sticks. Divide by two and kill all the scavengers.
The scene is a bit tragic: the Animal Gang likes to use this method of combat when they can use melee weapons.
Jack shook his shoulders and said with unfinished meaning: "That's it? I thought this was the biggest scavenger den. Why can't I feel any resistance?"
"You don't have to look at how many people here have had their prosthetic equipment scrapped. They can't cope with the hallucinations in their heads, and they still let them have a shootout. It's too high to look at these kidney-cutters."
Liel walked away While instructing V to take out the small scanner from the temporary trunk added to the wheelchair.
The combat capabilities of scavengers are generally mediocre. I have never heard of any group of scavengers that specifically target the regular corporate armies or lone wolves with powerful combat capabilities. The main methods of work are to rely on deception, drugging, and hacking techniques. Or they may use insidious means such as bartering to obtain targets. Even if they use coercive means such as kidnapping, they will only target ordinary people who have little fighting ability.
V was still shaking his head, not fully recovering from the wave of attacks just now.
For safety reasons, Lille even turned off all the neural implants on her body, including Si'an Westan, which would significantly reduce her reaction to a certain extent and she was still in the adaptation period.
"Did the person who attacked me just come in from here?" "It's hard to say, but it probably isn't."
Lille can get a detail from the plot in the original work: Lark It belongs to New America, and New America actually has a few leftover agents in Dog Town, just like Nether Dog stayed in Taiping State back then.
These agents have actually lost contact, and have even been removed from New America's internal files and even silenced for various reasons.
However, under certain circumstances, it is entirely possible for them to be rehired by the new United States: in the original plot, President Miles reactivated these agents in order to redeem himself from the setbacks he encountered in Dog Town, and The way to activate it is also very simple, that is, tell them that they can leave Dog Town after the work is done.
Not everyone chooses to come to Dog Town voluntarily, so they have no way of voluntarily choosing to leave. Such an option to leave the war zone and return to a "civilized society" is not unattractive
Besides, some of these agents There really is that kind of agent who loves the new America so much - or has such a strong sense of responsibility that even if the new America abandons them, he will still go back and contribute to the new America when the president's complaint is filed.
One of the agents, whose main base is in the Long Beach dump, opened a bar in this garbage dump.
The bar is very easy to recognize, and this kind of resource is very scarce in this place. , so Lille confirmed the situation of the bar immediately after arriving:
The place was closed. I don’t know if he ran away or was temporarily avoiding the limelight. Lille didn’t do too many tests. So as not to reveal too much information.
V put down the transmitter, retrieved the personal link, and looked at the bloody walls and operating room around him: "Is this the studio where they earn millions of euros a year?"
"In Dog Town, their main job is The business is not to resell human organs, second-hand and pirated prosthetics.”
Liel’s wheelchair moved forward, the robotic arm slid from the armrest to the ground, and operated on the cable.
The blackwall attack even spread here, indicating that Lark had already hacked the equipment here and used it as one of the springboards for network attacks.
Obviously with her skills and working with New America's operational agents, it is not difficult to do whatever she wants here.
While detecting the condition of the den's equipment, Lear explained to V: "First of all, the Long Beach Stockyard is a garbage dump. It is nominally used for people to throw garbage, but most of the things thrown in are valuable facilities and equipment. When goods come in, When the garbage goes out, the genuine product ordered by the unlucky guy will become the garbage produced here
And it's not convenient. Those who have trouble or cannot buy genuine products buy the goods at prices higher than the market price. This is a large-scale reselling business.
Secondly, there is a humanitarian relief organization under the name of the scavenger."
V and Jack were both stunned when they heard this:
Scavenger and humanitarian aid, can these two words be put together?
Just when they entered the den, they saw dozens of hollowed-out bodies. Some were piled randomly in the garbage room waiting to be sent away, and some were even stuffed in the refrigerator. When the time comes, they will be scrapped together with the refrigerator. The door is full of A dummy with a clearly marked price.
Internal organs, skin, facial features, and implants are all available. In the eyes of the scavenger, there is no such thing as a person, but a living commodity.
They do humanitarian relief?
“There is a saying that if humanitarian relief materials are too valuable, then those responsible for the relief will definitely deduct the value of these materials until they are almost worthless.
So in this world, in reality, There is no humanitarian aid in the world, and Night City will not spend money to provide it. Everyone knows that it is meaningless - and there is no money to be made.”
Lille's eyes flashed blue, and he locked all the cables and began to try to recover some data, but there was almost no progress. The black wall destroyed the software and hardware too thoroughly, and just the aftermath could cause unimaginable damage.
“.However, the original work of scavengers is not very costly: a bullet and a handful of medicine can kill a healthy person. On the contrary, doing this work can also give them another channel to sell stolen goods. , maybe they can still find big jobs, such as Luxor Villa and those big shots who need to sell stolen goods
In this field, they are almost Without competitors, humanitarian aid is a field where it is almost impossible to make a profit, but if the cost is low, it can be done."
V frowned: "Then what exactly did they rescue."< br>
“Of course, use cheap hallucinogens to rescue those living in despair.”
(End of this chapter)