Chapter 816 Three Mercenaries
[Name: Alina Markova]
[File: Codename Red Crow, Polish, height 175, sniper, 12 killing zone contracts experience. 】
[Prosthesis: tactical prosthetic eye for aiming (right eye), ballistic analysis, cochlear implant]
[Name: Mikhail Alexandrov]
[File: Codename Ice Hammer, illegal mercenary of the former Soviet Union, 190cm tall, demolition expert, heavy machine gunner, 17 kill zone contract performance experiences, and one recorded German death race experience. 】
[Prosthetic body: Girafa industrial robot arm type II (left hand), stimulant syringe]
[Name: Jan Novikov]
[File: Codename Silver Fox, regular army of the former Soviet Union, height 175, assaulter, 11 kill zone performance experiences]
[Prosthetic body: detachable personal link (compatible with hacking tools), subcutaneous bag]
The three mercenaries are all from Eastern Europe, and all have very rich combat experience -
Of course, the files given by Severns are very informative. Lille carefully looked at the secondary files and found out that these more than a dozen Most of the first-time compliance experiences were the massacre of refugees who broke into the killing zone.
Most of these refugees are called armed terrorists in the EC news, but they are poorly equipped and can theoretically be suppressed with heavy firepower. Most of the time they are unilateral massacres - —
Only rare occasions will you encounter powerfully armed refugees. It was common a hundred years ago, but not now.
So whether it is Lille, Johnny or Muramasa, these three mercenaries can only be regarded as professionals, but they cannot be regarded as powerful. Just from the perspective of record, this big man named Ice Hammer is better. .
Lille still remembered that there were some mercenaries in Night City who came from Germany and participated in some kind of death race.
Different from the one he made in Night City, this thing has a historical heritage, is sponsored by serious European car companies, and is sponsored by serious European military equipment manufacturers. It is a special event in a killing zone.
In other words, this is a legal violent activity just like killing illegal immigrants and refugees in killing zones.
Of course, within the European Community, military weapons and military prosthetics are strictly controlled, absolutely strictly controlled. They cannot use those killing weapons here.
In fact, the level of prosthetics of the three people is also very low. The ice hammer has been replaced with an arm, the silver fox only has a pocket added to the abdomen, and the red crow's sensory system has been strengthened. You can't even see the sun just by looking at the appearance. Polysemy.
Safe and capable of fighting. In theory, it can be fought. No matter how powerful the company is, this is not Night City. It is unlikely that people will drive armored vehicles and carry rocket launchers to start fighting in the city.
Elliot asked cautiously: "You used to work in the killing zone?"
"Yes." Red Crow Alina admitted easily, "Where is there any work now? ? If you don't do this, you can only go to Eastern Siberia and fight in the snow for three hundred days. < br>
The Killing Zone and Siberia are both hells, but the city is different. It is much better.”
Elliot hesitated: To be honest, he didn’t think Folkestone was a city. , often secretly poke fun at netizens from London on the Internet, and respectfully call them distinguished Londoners.
Alina kicked the man tied to the pipe: "Isn't this what this man is like? I don't know how many days I have been huddled here to avoid being thrown out of the wall——
oi, stop pretending to be asleep ! I said”
The long legs swayed, and even wearing a tactical uniform could not conceal her tall body proportions——
Under Elliot’s gaze, that foot shook fiercely The ground kicked the man's big steel cannon!
Bang!
"Ugh!! Oh my god!"
"It's much better now. How should we deal with him? If he is an unrecorded illegal resident, we can kill him directly."
" Ahem." Eliot interrupted Alina, "I don't need your advice, brother, how long have you been hiding? What are you going to eat here?”
“Oh no~” The man shrunk his belly and said with a ferocious expression, but he still said honestly, “Don’t drive me away. I have a lot of food in the warehouse. Afraid of such a day."
"Have you changed the structure of the house privately?"
"That's a plumbing boss. Don't report me. I'm very good at my job. If the typhoon hadn't come, my goods wouldn't have been lost!
You want to take over this place? I know this place best, I can help you!”
“Futures lost?”
“Yes! Damn, the transportation department changed the shipping ration. The goods can’t be delivered. The damn European Community has one policy today and another policy tomorrow. Big companies just get through it by pinching their noses. How the hell am I, a small business, going to do that?”
The man obviously hates it? European Community, and Elliot's expression was a little strange: "What did you do before?" "I told you! I am engaged in trade."
"I mean your position in the company."
"Position? I own a fucking company!" The man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then laughed like a self-deprecater. His voice became a little louder, "I'm the one who runs a company! Boss, it's easy for you to work if you have connections. I can only survive one day.
But it’s hard for me to work. It doesn’t matter if I work for 30 days a month! Please give me a way to survive.”
Look, Elliot! Seeing the man kneeling limply on the ground, he became more and more unsure: Why is this new world different from what he knows?
Are you still starting a company like this?
[Elliot: Brother, is he lying to us? Aren’t all the big bosses involved in starting a company? He looks like a bum]
[Lille: What he said is true. He was indeed the boss of a previous trading logistics company. He had a lot of annual revenue, almost five to six million. Europe. 】
[Elliot: Huh? Then why is he so miserable? 】
[Lille: The European Community will not tell you too much about small businesses. It seems that your head needs to be updated with knowledge. Management companies cannot be counted just by sitting in their seats. money. 】
[Lille: Especially for small businesses like this, their life may be more unstable than your original working life. 】
[Elliot: But.]
[Lille: Do you feel that you are now the same as the idiots in those short online videos? I said yes, but you insist on saying no. Do you owe electricity? 】
Elliot immediately stopped speaking and scratched his head in embarrassment.
[Lille: Don’t catch me! Whose boss scratches his head with furtive eyebrows? 】
[Elliot: Okay. So what to do with him? According to you, he is really a talent? Let’s.]
[Lille: Have you secretly watched a lot of short videos that you despise, thinking that you can use them if you pick them up on the road? 】
[Lille: Contact Severs and deal with it how the law handles it. If he doesn’t do this job, there are people who can do it. There is no need to find an illegal resident with a bad record. 】
【Elliot: Oh. 】
After a short silence, Elliot waved his hand: "The Immigration Administration will be here in a moment"
"What? No."
Elliot winked at Red Crow, who understood and punched the man unconscious.
Looking at the man sleeping in despair, Elliot suddenly had complicated thoughts:
It always feels a bit cruel - not all Mewtwo movies are outlaws. Cherish each other?
Especially if you consider what this man just said, he seems to have become a guy who collaborated with the European Community in making dirty deals
[Elliot: Brother, don’t you think that all foreigners are sympathetic to each other? 】
[Elliot: 'The growth of Burger King is partly due to the corruption and incompetence of the Night City authorities. Some capable people have to seek a livelihood outside the law and resist authority. Such people and Things are also called cyberpunk'.]
[Elliot: Isn't this a bit of a quarrel with others? 】
Liel didn’t want to talk anymore, but Johnny appeared in Elliot’s visual system with an amused expression:
[Johnny: Yo, let you do it You are afraid of doing something with a punk spirit to save your coworkers and your legs are shaking; if you are asked to do some good work, you feel that your life is too moist]
[Johnny: Where did you read this? Did you read anything called "How Pig Brains Are Made"? 】
Elliot almost raised his hand to scratch his head in embarrassment.
[Elliot: Well, you have seen it in my room before, the "Legends of Night City - Burger King" series.]
[Liel: Then you are mistaken. . 】
(End of this chapter)