Chapter 27 Mercenary Milton
Blood flew everywhere and flesh pulp overflowed.
Rapid crackling gunshots, loud roars, painful wails, the roar of collision of prosthetic bodies, the harsh and sharp sound of metal friction, and the loud sound of walls breaking and collapsing.
After a long time, these sounds disappeared.
"Hey, who did I think it was? We haven't seen each other for a few days, and you are so anxious to find me? We are really close."
In the dark and bloody terrain, a flash of fire suddenly lit up.
The scene here appeared, which was a semi-abandoned underground garage.
Without caring about the mangled corpses around him, the man sat down on the front of an old car that was covered with dust and was deeply deflated.
He was holding a cigarette butt casually and staring at the floating screen projected on his retina.
“——I say yes, our respected Director Kenge?”
On the other side of the screen is a bald man.
It is Kenge, the medical director of the Third Institute of Psychiatry in Paloser.
"Milton, you still talk so much nonsense."
Ignoring the flesh and blood flying around the opponent's side, Kenge's tone was cold. The face, which is made of some kind of advanced bionic skin and is no different from a natural person, does not show any emotion.
"Sorry for my personal habits."
After spitting out an insincere apology, the man named "Milton" shrugged his shoulders and took a long drag on his cigarette.
"So, why did you come to me?"
Milton yawned: "Although our cooperation has been quite pleasant in the past, dear Director Kenge, you have already I was pushed out of the management and could only stay in a small research institute."
"So I must emphasize that if you want to ask me to do some big work for "comeback", then I will refuse. . As a little mercenary, I don’t dare to get involved in the fights between people in your company. I am very afraid of death.”
“It has nothing to do with it.”
Kenge said.
Hearing this, Milton narrowed his eyes. In other words, the other party did not deny his intention to "make a comeback".
However, as long as you don’t ask yourself to do such a big job.
It doesn’t matter.
"Then I have no problem. Tell me, what are you going to do with me?"
Milton held the cigarette butt and stubbed it out on the front of the car.
“I need you to bring someone back, and the relevant target files have been sent to you.”
Kenge’s tone was cold:
“You can break his bones , twist off his limbs, satisfy your ridiculous desire for violence, it doesn't matter - I only have two requirements."
"First, the person must be brought to me alive. Second, he must not be alarmed. The Security Bureau and others at Jade Pharmaceuticals should not make too much noise and be cautious.”
Milton's face showed an exaggerated look of surprise: "Oh - oh! Let me tell you, it turned out to be a private purpose. No wonder you came to me through personal channels. I didn't understand at first, why didn't you directly use your troops?" The "ice type" troops are going to destroy everything."
"——Milton."
Kenger's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was low and he repeated the other party's name.
Perhaps a few years ago, he actually had the authority to dispatch the local armed forces [Ice Seed] of Jade Pharmaceutical's Palower branch.
But since their faction fell into decline and the internal battle failed, he was also liquidated, and he was reduced from the high-ranking director of the medical department to the director of a fringe research institute. How could he still command the "Ice Seed"? force.
Faced with the continuous ridicule and strange anger, he was a little angry.
"My problem, my problem - I'm sorry."
Seeing this, Milton laughed and raised his hands to show that he meant no harm.
“Let’s see, a medical experiment volunteer, an escapee, a member of a welfare institution, and a first-level psyker.”
“Well, “Song Shi”, I Take note of this name.”
Then, after quickly browsing the file, Milton nodded and said:
"I'll take this job, 50,000 credit points, 50,000 internal quota."
"Five Ten thousand credits and an internal limit of twenty thousand," Kenge said without hesitation.
Even if he is not in a good situation now, to him, fifty thousand credits is just a small amount of money.
The key point is the “internal quota of 20,000 yuan”.
[Emerald Pharmaceutical] is a giant enterprise that sits at the top of the corporate alliance and overlooks all living beings. Bioengineering, medical technology, implanted prostheses, and mental psychiatry are all the fields of the former. Some related technologies even It can reach "generational level" advanced and monopolistic power.
Kenger, on the other hand, is the former director of a department in the medical department of the Jade Pharmaceuticals branch in Paloser.
So, although he is now squeezed out of the management and reduced to the director of a fringe research institute, his authority level is still higher than that of ordinary people with the same position.
Through Jade Pharmaceutical’s internal channels for employees, he can purchase things such as biological agents, implants, psychic skills, anti-rejection drugs, etc. at relatively favorable prices, including some that have not yet been Items that are on the market and supplied internally only.
With Kenge's authority level, he can buy a lot of good things.
His "20,000 internal quota" has a purchasing power that is basically equivalent to 60,000 credit points.
Using "internal quota" as a reward to indirectly purchase internal goods from the other party is one of the core competitiveness of Kenge's mercenaries.
“No problem!”
Milton laughed.
The "50,000 quota" just now was just because he was used to the lion talking, and he also knew that the other party would not agree.
"My respected, dear, noble Director Kenge, please rest assured, I promise to hand that guy into your hands within a week-"
Toot.
Kenge hung up the communication directly, not bothering to talk to the other party.
“Well, I am born to be busy.”
Milton shrugged again, sighed, and muttered.
But then, he seemed to suddenly discover something, and his tone suddenly became surprised.
“Hey, so you’re not dead yet?”
Milton stuck his head out and looked at the ground. Among the blood and flesh all over the ground, there was a human figure slowly squirming— -After a firefight, the lower body of this originally burly man was now cut off at the waist, with blood gurgling from the cut.
Then, a foot stepped on his back to stop the latter's squirming.
"I am a very principled person."
"After all, there is no deep grudge between us. Since you didn't die in the first place, I don't need to do a last hit, right?"
< br>"Anyway, the employer's task has been completed."
"What a pity, what a pity-"
Milton showed a very regretful expression.
The foot he stepped on the strong man's back increased in strength at a slow and steady pace, causing the latter's body to make a creepy clicking sound.
The strong man's eyes were splitting, and he reluctantly raised his head, as if he wanted to say something, but the bionic skin was burnt and peeled off, revealing the internal red and white ligaments and loose teeth in the lower jaw, which could only make a hoarse "click" sound. whimper.
"It's a pity that you just heard something you shouldn't have heard. Keeping the employer's confidentiality is the basic quality of a mercenary - so you'd better die."
Dark environment It was briefly scratched by three rays of fire, and the next moment, darkness swallowed everything up again.
Milton shrugged, slowly put away the pistol, and then dialed a communication.
Remarks [Middleman·Yeast Bread] The target will be connected soon.
"Well, yes, everything has been solved."
".Details? Oh, there are five people in total, I have killed them all. There is no problem with their truck. After inspecting the goods, they are all pure sugar. "
"I will send you the location. You can ask the employer to send someone to inspect and accept the goods, and pay me the balance as soon as possible."
“One more thing, next time you do this kind of cheating and grabbing candy, don’t come to me again.”
"The reason?"
"I hate the smell of sugar."
(End of this chapter)