Chapter 149 The lost dog, or

Chapter 149 The lost dog, or...

All the Bright family members stood outside the camp, just like when Leal first came to the Red Ocher tribe.

The leader was none other than Saul. This man had black hair standing straight up and two bright eyes, as if he was looking at everyone else at any time.

Seeing Cedric, he waved his hand from all this distance.

Obviously, Cedric was quite famous. Thor was not the only one who knew him. The Bright family wanderers next to him all greeted him.

After walking in, Thor said: "Things about your tribe"

Cedric waved one of his crutches: "Okay, don't talk about that. I have two tasks here this time. The first one is to see the new leader of Red Ocher - Neville, come here. .”

Neville came over and stood beside the two of them.

Cedric said: "This is Neville, a young man who has just turned 24. He helped pull things when smuggling, you may still remember him.

Neville, this is Thor, the leader of the Bright family and the elder of Adecado. "

Thor squeezed Neville's shoulders: "That's right, what about this one?"

Looking at the Lille trio on the side, Cedric scratched his head: "Well, this is the second thing. Let's talk about it after we go in. Dakota said she would come over."

Sol glanced at Lille meaningfully: "Okay. Then come in and talk."

"Since that day, the scope of the clan's activities has become less and less. There was not much work in the bad land, and now there has been no commission for a long time."

Several people followed Saul, and they could see that the situation of the Bright family was not much better. They were just eating drinks and making dog meals.

However, the people here generally seem to be in good spirits, and there are no gaps in the experience, from the middle-aged to the young, unlike Red Ocher. Apart from Cedric, who is semi-crippled, the 24-year-old boy with the most experience is Neville. .

Cedric clicked his tongue: "Is the situation so bad? No work at all?"

"What else do you think?"

"No, I just killed a few people in biotechnology."

Thor suddenly stood still and looked at Cedric with a strange look in his eyes: "How many people were killed? Judging from the data released by the special edition of Dead Man's Lotto on TV, more than a hundred people died that night!"

Cedric looked confused, and Neville quickly stood up: "That's it. He didn't participate in the event that night and had some minor problems. Let's continue talking."

"No wonder, I just said why are you still here." Saul was half aware and half confused.

Mingwu understood that he was still standing here, wondering why he didn't participate in the riot.

"In short, what happened that day was too serious. The news said there was a loss of 5 billion, and some said a loss of 50 billion, but these are definitely figures that we dare not think of.

Military technology has set up more patrols on the highway, and specifically caught homeless people for questioning. In short, they are targeting us."

Cedric walked beside him as if he were reading from heaven.

What 5 billion, 50 billion?

Seeing his appearance, Neville took off the separation chip from his neck and said quietly to him: "Take a look at this first."

Cedric inserted the chip, looked at the contents, and his head gradually became empty.

Thor continued: "However, the Night Walkers are becoming more and more active. Military technology now even deliberately lets these guys go. The situation is very bad. I am thinking that we may have to leave Night City.

No one can imagine what will happen if it is delayed for too long. "

Lear nodded after listening--

Thor's judgment was correct. Military technology most likely wanted to make waves and directly kill the wanderers outside the city.

The reason why wanderers are a headache for companies is that it is very difficult to find people in the bad land.

But the farmland that the wanderers' ancestors relied on for survival did not exist in the wild, and it was impossible to settle down.

As a result, supplies must be obtained in cities, and long-term targeting and blockade will inevitably make them lose their composure.

Either leave or go back to the city to work. At the very least, the food they need to eat must be obtained from the city - but no matter which choice they choose, it will make them easier to track.

The longer the delay is, the better it will be for military technology. It is only a matter of time before all the Adecados in Night City are wiped out.

Several people walked under an awning. Thor stood still and turned to Neville and Lear.

But before he could say anything, Cedric on the side shouted "Fuck"!

Thor looked at him: "You look like you were just dug out of the earth. What's going on?"

Cedric struggled to sit on the chair next to him - he was a little embarrassed when he learned the truth.

".I'll take my time - I did just dig it out of the earth. You can treat it as if I just dug it out of the earth."

Thor raised his brows and ignored this old friend, but looked at Lear and Neville: "So we are planning to leave, and Red Ocher had better go with us. I don't need to explain the reasons.

Unless you have any other suggestions. "

The last sentence was said to Lille. It was obvious that although Sol had already made a decision, he still valued what Lille had to say next.

Lille touched his chin and said directly: "You can't leave. The border control station won't let you pass. You will be stuck for at least a few months. Maybe you have already submitted a customs clearance application. Have you received the permission? "

Sol frowned: "Indeed not."

"That's right, you can't leave." Lille put down his hand, "Military technology is not a good thing. They can't find a target for revenge, so at least they have to create one or find a group with connections to take action.

Many people in Red Ocher died, but there were many homeless people outside the city, so this blood was enough.

If I were you, I would use all my remaining assets to buy equipment from middlemen. "

"We're out of money."

"That's easy to say - if there is a job, you won't reject it, right?"

Sol frowned and stared at Lear, unable to make up his mind.

To be honest, if he hadn't seen the tragic death of those red ochers on TV, he would really be thinking about selling the three of them.

He was already thinking about cooperating with the company. For him, the tribe comes first.

But those scenes on TV revealed the cruel consequences of cooperation with the company.

Plus, Lille actually did them a big favor - it was one of the few Rangers to get justice at the hands of the company over the years.

Seeing his appearance, Lille smiled and added: "Before making a choice, I want to ask you a question:

You want Adecado to be run over like a lost dog in the bad land, put on a leash and left to die in his seventies and eighties;

Or even if the enemy is a thousand times more powerful and ten thousand times richer than you, you still have to walk on a road full of thorns and declare your sovereignty to the bad land with your head held high, telling the company and the world that they will never be able to force you to kneel down? "

A bereaved dog, or a free run?

Thor's eyes became complicated. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar bad land and lit a cigarette for himself.

"I'll think about it again."

"Whatever you want, I'd like to borrow your medical equipment. Is this okay?"

"Okay - but we don't have the high-end products in Night City."

"It doesn't matter, I bring my own equipment - think about it, Thor."

Lear waved to V and Jack, and Neville very sensibly carried a box of prosthetics in the car over.

Entering the carriage, Jack recited what Leal had just said, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling.

He looked at V: "V, do you think this is familiar? It seems like you said something similar."

It was about the first time the three of them crossed the border together, and this was how V deceived Jack, a panicked boy.

Then in Atlanta, Lille also fooled the panicked boy V in the same way.

V shook his head: "I may have said some profound words, but they must have been said by me. How could it be the same as what Leal said?"

Lear patted the operating table with a half-smile: "Yes, yes, you are thinking deeply, lie down on it."

Jack sat on the chair and began to review the original sentence. V lay down on the hospital bed, winking at Lear and snickering.

Then she whispered: "Wanderer's custom version? Yes, now it's my call."

"Customized version of Wanderer." Lear nodded and put on the prosthetic gloves, "Authorized to you."

Chapter 2 may be posted at night