Chapter 379 Bun

Gunfights happen every day in Night City, and death is the most common thing.

No one will be sad because a man walking on the roadside is suddenly shot to death or hit by a car——

If you don't know a dead person, he's just a corpse, which is scary, but not uncommon in Night City.

Trauma Team is a medical company born for this situation. To put it simply, this is a medical giant that provides emergency rescue, unlike other counterparts that only provide medical services.

Obviously, medical rescue in Night City is not just medical rescue, but can even be equated with battlefield first aid to a large extent.

For them, the customer is God. The uniformly equipped smart weapons reduce the need for combat quality of rescuers, but also deprive field operators of their ability to make on-the-spot judgments to a large extent.

David's head was buzzing as he drove the car - not because he was bombed, but because he heard Kanek's story from Leal.

what is this?

His mind suddenly recalled some things he learned in school:

"Company employees should recognize the company's philosophy, learn the company culture, implement the company spirit, and make some small sacrifices to ensure the company's profitability."

He had not realized what these "little sacrifices" looked like before, but instinctively felt that this kind of life was suffocating.

But now it seems that these small sacrifices are only small for the company, but for the employees, they may be everything.

Everyone says that company dogs have a bright future. Although they are a bit tired, their jobs are stable, they pay well, and they also have many hidden benefits.

But now it seems that he made the right choice to leave——

Only a fool can do this.

David clutched the steering wheel and chewed on the stories of the two trauma team members.

".So if the employer shoots at the rescuers, they can't even shoot at the employer?"

Leal nodded: "This is the worst working situation for the trauma team. Rescue of cyberpsychosis will tie their hands and bear a lot of excess losses."

The working environment of the trauma team was far worse than David imagined.

Rescuing cyberpsychosis is the worst case scenario, and a long time ago, especially during corporate wars, two trauma teams went to the same area to rescue, and the rescue targets might even be enemies of each other!

In this case, rescue becomes very difficult: if they shoot, they may hit another employer. If they don't shoot, the situation will also be disadvantageous for the employer.

In order to prevent themselves from needing first aid, some employers will even activate their own alarm devices and "call for fire support" when the gunfight begins.

As a medical giant that provides battlefield emergency services, it is their ironclad rule not to harm the employer. The task of rescuing the employer will also become extremely complicated for various reasons.

In contrast, blowing up a roomful of gang militants before a rescue operation is simply refreshing and even a bit decompressing.

Because of these unexpected events, trauma team members, especially platinum members, have evolved into a kind of medical insurance, with many approval processes and increased package prices for people with high rescue risks.

These are things David doesn't understand: because the excellent education he received since childhood only allowed him to see the company's excellent rescue services.

Their unique service quality and content make them almost unrivaled in the emergency ambulance field. A solid position usually means good employee benefits and stable jobs——

These are what he thought before.

However, since he picked up a gun, his perception has gradually changed. Although being a mercenary has a low social identity, it is indeed quite free, and he can even make a lot of money by following his elder brother.

Kaka——

The car stopped at the traffic light, making a noise as it was about to shut down, shaking like a Parkinson's patient.

"Uh" David awkwardly put his hand under the steering wheel to see if the car's old problem had happened again.

This is a Villefort Columbus freight car that is owned by an unknown number of people. It is painted in black, the sheet metal is deformed, and the bumper is also hanging.

Originally, this was the cheapest truck on the Villefort assembly line, and the one David bought was even more of a bargain among bargains.

It's certain that people have died, but maybe more than one group of people have died in the car.

David now seemed to have suddenly returned to the time when he drove a manual transmission for the first time, fixing the car while staring at the red light, feeling quite nervous——

However, he was nervous not because he was afraid of starting slowly or stalling, but because the car was too old and he didn't know how Lear would react.

However, Lille actually had no reaction. His car was indeed not fast, but the target speed was also very slow.

In order to ensure the privacy of the aerial vehicle, Kanek turned off the main power supply and the main energy supply line, and used a backup line, which was not fast and the sound was low.

No one on the road would notice this madman yet, and with Lille's secret help, it would probably take a while for the trauma team to find out that their company's float vehicle had been taken away.

On the other hand, Lille did not intend to rely on David to accomplish this, and had to wait for more people to come.

As mentioned earlier, there have been some minor changes to the trauma team membership regulations.

Now it is mentioned that the trauma team is divided into three packages: Silver Membership, Gold Membership and Platinum Membership.

Only the most expensive platinum members will allow the trauma team to provide top-notch services. The fee is 50,000 euros a year, and it only includes the service of dispatching emergency ambulance. All additional costs incurred in the rescue are calculated separately.

But even so, they will not easily allow high-risk groups to purchase platinum membership——

For example, Kanek's revenge target, Woolley Crowley, is a local mercenary born in Night City. His body is full of combat prosthetics and he is in danger for at least 70 hours, 7 days a week.

Unlike the risks faced by a company dog, his job is to expose himself to danger, and such a member will require certain considerations by the trauma team.

However, Woolley Crowley still bought it. Even if we don't mention how he got the approval, the membership fee of up to 50,000 euros is not cheap, plus the cost of rescue.

It was unusual that he could afford it.

A body of combat prosthetics is enough to destroy a team of trauma team rescuers, and it can also afford the platinum membership of the trauma team.

His employer is really rich and willing to spend money on him.

Click, click, click, click—

The green light came on, the engine made a tractor-like sound, and the beeping sound of the horn behind him made David quite nervous:

We can't turn off the engine this time.

The car started smoothly and was immediately overtaken by a sports car behind it.

David wiped his sweat, it felt like a century had passed, and he often exhaled after a smooth start.

Lille looked a little strange at his look: "Why do you feel so stressed?"

"Well, it's a bit." David scratched his face, "This car is a bit old."

"But it's really suitable for novice mercenaries. How much did you buy?"

"1,000 euros." David looked at the steering wheel in his hand. "The car has a lot of problems. I thought about buying it and repairing it myself, and also getting familiar with the car's mechanical structure."

In order to match the Sean Westan, David was equipped with all expensive prosthetics and carefully selected them. After going back and forth, he didn't have much money left to buy him a car.

On the contrary, Mann and the others jointly owned a Mackinaw, but it was a team asset after all, and it was usually parked next to Mann.

"It's pretty good." Lille glanced at the young man and patted the car door. "The car I took for the first time was worse than this. It was a Mehsuplon FS3. It made a squeaking sound every time I braked. , it seems like it will fall apart in the next second.”

"That car made of plastic and textile materials? I've seen it too, but the power is too small. I'm afraid it will stall."

"That's the one."

In fact, the car Lear was talking about was driven by V in Atlanta. It was also a van, but it was shorter than most cars and looked like a fish head with chopped pepper.

It is also a typical poor car model.

"Everyone has a novice stage, and the car you buy is the best."

Lear looked at the gear handle of this car. It was a pure manual transmission, an old-fashioned design that existed a hundred years ago, without any electronic control unit to assist shifting.

Unlike David's idea that "big brother only likes to drive high-tech and special tanks", Lear expressed his appreciation for his choice.

A car you buy with your own money is a good car.

As the eldest brother, he felt that he should say a few words of encouragement to the young man.

"It's time to learn to drive this kind of old car. When money is tight, you can spend a little money to build one to protect yourself from wind and rain, find some work, and wait for a comeback.

The car is only worth 1,000 euros, so don’t be ashamed, you have to toughen up.”

David was so inspired that he had the illusion that the car's horsepower had increased.

What happened to the bun? Buns can also chase empty cars.

And if the person who drives the float car has to pay that kind of price to drive a float car, forget it.

Lille frowned slightly:

They were driving along Schönbrunn's main street, which led north to the city center.

But the aerial vehicle chose to fly at a higher altitude, and it was still approaching the outskirts of the city. This only meant that the city center was not his destination, and it might not even be the Little Chinatown north of the city center——

And further away is Arasaka Beach.

"We have to speed up, this cyber madman is really crazy."