Chapter 483 Convertible

ACPA armor, this kind of equipment has not appeared in the city for a long time, even in Night City.

There are two reasons. First, after the collapse of the old network, the company lost a lot of technology. They have recovered a lot in the past fifty years, but because of the constant war and mutual vigilance, the recovery speed is far less than expected.

Second, APCA is a battlefield product, and even an elite battlefield product in this era. It is unlikely to appear in scenes other than the front battlefield.

The introduction of the Centaur Mech by the NCPD is a very positive signal released by military technology: they can already start trying to put the Centaur Mech, an exoskeleton mech based on the γ-level linear frame, into the police market.

Facts have also proved that when such a dynamic behemoth appears in the urban terrain, combined with a group of secretly interfering infantry, the power is great.

All the way here, Valentino was actually a little scared.

Although the priest baptized and prayed for them before the death match, in Night City

Maybe Valentino relied on faith and ethnic relations to gain a foothold, but after so many years, how many truly devout believers will there be in this behemoth?

Most of the gang members are children with little culture and knowledge. Maybe when the priest gives them a piece of bread and a place to sleep peacefully, they will be moved, but as they grow older

Who doesn't like cars and beautiful women? Who doesn't like money?

Who doesn't like to be the most awesome one, pouring all the grievances suffered on something, can it still be called "justice"?

But that kind of thing only appeared in stories, such as stories in the Bible.

This scene is just like David using a slingshot to hit the giant Goliath's forehead, and then pulling out Goliath's sword to behead him.

The priest stood on the roof of the high-rise building next to Heywood Church, wearing a set of advanced head-mounted observation devices, monitoring the battlefield with the equipment of Valentino's guys.

The pressure from Valentino suddenly intensified. In fact, not to mention the young men, the priest himself was a little excited:

Belief in Catholicism and studying doctrines are a way for him to unite ethnic groups. By giving people conspicuous labels and deepening their recognition of the labels, a link beyond money and interests can be created.

This is the fundamental reason why they stand in Night City.

The connection of the Six Street Gang is the neighbors, but they are all poor, so they can only be a gang of poor people; the connection of the Valentino Gang is stronger, so they can infiltrate higher-level classes, such as NCPD and municipal agencies.

But as people see more, this kind of connection will naturally weaken.

But this time it’s different, the story is actually reproduced!

The size of the Centaur mecha is almost a circle larger than Jack, and the power of the main gun is even more powerful than the naked eye. The "car-chopping knife" that is beyond common sense is completely daunting-

In this comparison, Jack is really the David who killed Goliath!

The thing used to deceive people has become true?

In this situation, the priest actually began to convince himself.

".Ve con Dios (Go, be with God.)"

Bang!

A truck with half of its body missing rushed out violently, knocking away Midnight, who had a good chance of jumping on Jack.

This collision happened to hit the explosive on his body, and the bomb burst into flames like a fart. The power was far less than the theoretical value. No one was injured, but his lower body was burned.

Valentino's Archido hurriedly put his gangmate in the co-pilot on the side of the road, drew a cross on his chest, and then ran straight to the stunned young man and put him in the co-pilot.

Before the young man could recover from the reality of being determined to die but not dead, a rifle was stuffed into his hand.

Seeing that he didn't react, Archid patted his face:

"Brother, wake up! It's not over yet!"

"Uh uh? What kind of gun is this?" Valentino stared at the Achilles in his hand for a moment. He had never used such a good thing in his life.

"Sponsored by the Sixth Street Gang, everyone has it except you."

Why not? Because this guy never believed in the priest's supernatural tricks. At most, he just said it and focused on being sociable.

So when the priest distributed the equipment, he was not in the church at all.

But this time. He scratched his head and looked out the window:

The legendary Mackinaw had already driven away.

Jack stood on the Centaur mech, and then the mech's power system rushed forward. The greatsword that penetrated the mech was held in his hand like a joystick.

"It's so awesome."

"It's really awesome, sit tight-"

Boom--

The Mackinaw power system, which only had half of the shell left, was still intact. It became faster without the shell!

The push on his back was piling up, causing some stinging pain. The wind hit his face, and he suddenly became excited:

"I'm riding in a convertible!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Convertible!" Aqido was also happy to see the young man come to his senses, "Convertible sports car! Wuhu!"

The road where the two cars were moving was full of parts and debris crushed by the legendary Mackinaw. From time to time, they would shoot at the enemies on the ground, and by the way, they would pull up their fellow gang members who were not dead and give them a gun.

However, the car exploded not long after it started. The brothers climbed out of the wreckage and drove away another broken car that was not completely scrapped.

The bomb that hadn't fully exploded just now was leaning against the wall in the middle of the night, and his teeth were almost broken when he saw this scene:

Why do they look so cool?

Why are these social dregs who are disrupting society so happy?

Why did I study and work honestly, get nothing, and end up like this?

What's the point of living?

He had long since not wanted to live, and he received an anonymous email on the local area network throughout Night City, inviting him to have a grand death.

But what's the result?

The result is that the stage moves on, and he lies in the ruins that no one pays attention to. Just like his life, in the most marginal place in society, no one cares about him, and no one understands him.

Just thinking about it, a bunch of thoughts came to his mind: It's all because he has a bad native family, and he wants to spend his life getting away from them; it's all because people in society always attack each other and are not friendly at all; He blames the company for not giving him holidays and salary increases, causing him to suffer from mental illness

He cried thinking about it.

Then in the darkness, he heard rustling sounds.

He stopped thinking for a moment and stared in the direction of the sound.

I saw a girl with a stooped figure and a not-so-good-looking face coming over——

This was his roommate. He recognized him as the colleague they often sat together and complained about the company, but he secretly thought the other person was ugly.

The girl was visibly scared as she tiptoed through the debris and flames.

Are you afraid and still come here?

"Ivar?" The girl saw his face clearly and was immediately relieved. She quickened her pace and stepped over the debris on the ground, "Great, I saw you seemed to be sucked out by the explosion."

Explosion sucks it out? He jumped out on his own!

I don’t know why he suddenly became anxious:

"What are you doing here!"

"What do you think? Of course I'm going to save you idiot! You and I are the only ones who joined the company together and haven't resigned yet. I can't watch you fall to death, right?"

As the girl got closer, her even deformed face became clear under the weak flames.

Of course, men don't like such ugly people. He likes those posing and posing in the videos.

But when he saw the expression on this female colleague's face clearly, she looked like she was afraid of going downstairs to find him again and wanted to find a treasure.

He suddenly felt that if he was ugly, he could fix it, and they could still make money anyway.

She shouldn't like herself, right?

"Hey, I saved your life this time. You owe me a favor. You have to remember it for the rest of your life."

call--

The woman finally came to him, but it was a pity that he would never know the answer to the question just now.

The "dumb bomb" marked with midnight sudden death suddenly started burning again, burning so fast

Finally it was barely a bomb.

boom!

In a quiet corner, another gang member who died suddenly in the middle of the night completed his mission - died suddenly in the middle of the night and turned into nothingness.

Two mutilated bodies were mixed with other debris, burning in the flames.

The Midnighters will soon disappear like their predecessors, but Valentino will remain—

At least it's still there now, and the sounds are still mixed in with the sounds of gunshots, explosions, and engines:

"Roadster!"

"Be a big brother!"