Chapter 66 Three
David woke up in a daze - today was so exciting.
Their car overturned, not only overturned, but also on fire.
The battle was so fierce that the battle between James and Lear was completely reflected in the eyes of David and Gloria, who were trembling like other ordinary people.
So, when Valentino's men stepped on the accelerator and chased the Sixth Street Gang, they didn't run away.
In a sense, a gun battle of this scale was more dangerous than dealing with cyberpsychosis, and the rockets easily blew up their car.
In his confusion, he saw his mother lying in the distance, her life or death uncertain.
"Mom! Mom! Wake up! Damn it, why can't you get up?"
Archido, who had just dragged James' body into the car, heard someone shouting. When he got closer, he saw that it was a boy stuck in the car.
"Is that your mother?"
"Yes - please save her!"
"No." Akito shook his head, "I'm working on something for my eldest brother now."
David was stunned, and then shouted angrily: "Are you kidding me?! Are you going to die without saving me?!"
"You have to learn to save yourself, boy."
David heard the car door that was stuck on him being pulled open, and the door that was stuck on him was lost, and he fell out with a bang.
The person who saved him was Valentino - he saw the carvings on the man's mechanical prosthetic limbs at a glance.
"Ahem."
Achido patted David's face and said to him: "Listen, boy, I have to do something - I am not your father, you have to save your mother yourself.
Your family doesn't appear to be a client of the trauma team. I'm guessing the city's cadaver team will come - but don't trust them.
You have to carry your mother to the hospital by yourself, do you understand? You have to watch her 24 hours a day, look at her, see her with your own eyes.
If the doctor says no, give his mother a slap in the face to see if he still behaves like a bitch.
Take this thing, do you know how to use it? "
As he said that, Achido took out a pistol from his pocket - made by the Constitution Military Industry, Free.
"You can't even do anything in Night City, and you are well protected.
I remember when my mother was 7 years old, she gave me a cheap plastic gun and asked me to go to school.
Oh, I gotta go, bye, kid - remember, trust no one, and hold on to that gun! "
David worked hard and hurriedly climbed to his mother's side——
There's hope - if he can hurry up.
As he was leaving, he saw the gun on the ground - but he didn't know how to use it.
But eventually, he picked up the gun.
"Valentino is calling!"
Such news has already exploded within the Sixth Street Gang.
The morale of an organized raid against an unorganized defense has been completely shattered.
And James just fought his way out of here almost an hour ago.
"I'll go, I heard it started with something. Stupid Burger King, but it's so fucking fierce. A machine gun is pointing at everything and exploding."
"What the hell is that name? Do they have a grudge against Hamburg?"
"Hey, don't listen to his nonsense. He asked the big shots to buy burgers. I heard they were a few mercenaries who like to eat burgers."
"There's something wrong with your fucking mind. Who would call you that name?"
"Listen to me! It's a hamburger big shot business. I heard it specializes in buying and selling big shots. It's a skin and meat business. Have you ever eaten a hamburger with a hot dog?"
"You mean, you're targeting us?"
"Idiot, you're not a big shot, so I'll keep an eye on you if you want."
The sergeant's eyes twitched - his ear implants are very advanced and can hear very far.
But now he wished he were deaf.
I didn’t expect that I would have to call the priest again—just for a few hours!
"Father! What do you want to do!"
"What do I want to do? Sergeant, I should be the one asking you what you want to do. Are you looking for a cyberpsycho to play dirty tricks?"
It doesn't matter, I'll take it, but you have to come up with some ideas quickly. Valentino's guy can't stop me, and I won't listen to anything I say. "
"I surrender." The sergeant could only break his teeth and swallow, "Let your people go back."
"I told you, Sergeant, Valentino's boy can't stop him.
Do you remember what happened a few weeks ago? I asked you to hand over the guy who beat Amina to death. If I can take a step back, you can send him to the NCPD.
What did you say as a result? "
The sergeant was so hateful that his back molars were almost broken.
The priest said calmly: "No way."
drop.
After hanging up the phone, the sergeant suddenly stood up, picked up the smart submachine gun at hand and fired into the air!
"Pick up your guys-"
boom!
There was an explosion outside the Arroyo Industrial Zone, and the sergeant looked ferocious--
It's all fucking over!
Industrial Arroyo and poor Santo Domingo are two different things.
It does look poor here, with many unfinished buildings and unfinished facilities remaining here.
But large companies also have industries here, such as a small assembly plant in Arasaka, a robot assembly plant in Kangtao, etc.
Although most industries are densely populated factories, there are also some high-tech industries - next to such buildings, companies will hire security guards on three floors inside and three outside.
In addition to the core security inside being their own people, most companies will hire the Six Street Gang as outer security--
But now, the Sixth Street Gang has too much time to take care of themselves - ugly, this is the ugly appearance of the Sixth Street Gang!
"Drive inside! The biggest warehouse! Don't hit the company's equipment. If you see the Sixth Street Gang, shoot!"
Leal commanded through the communication channel, and the car the trio was riding in was like a chariot, crushing all the cars in front of it.
It's not that the Sixth Street Gang doesn't have good players, but there's a limit to how good they can be. If Nekomata is shot down, any armored vehicle will be in vain.
No matter how he is stopped, even if he wants to engage in a chase, he still has to look at Jack's heavy machine gun and weigh it - besides, there is not only one car here!
Valentino was followed by more than twenty cars!
Along the way, there were constant explosions, and fewer and fewer people dared to show their heads. Those who had the courage to show their heads were suddenly killed, which was completely devastating.
Finally, the convoy arrived at the largest abandoned warehouse in Arroyo——
The headquarters of the Sixth Street Gang.
Ding dong——
The call came, contact: Sgt.
呲--
The car drifted and stopped in front of the warehouse gate.
Sergeant: "Are you the captain of the Burger King who buys and sells idiots and big shots? Okay, okay, you have the guts."
Sergeant: "I admit defeat, tell your men to cease fire, and then I open the gate."
Sergeant: "Hello? Are you there? Are you deaf?"
Lear was not deaf, Lear was stunned, and all three of them were stunned.
Achido, how on earth did you spread our names outside?
"Ahem. Okay, let's talk about it, but Sergeant, I want to remind you, don't play tricks. We have more things than you think.
Release permissions and my hackers will access your cameras. "
"Watchful little bastard—come in."
After confirming that all members of the Sixth Street Gang had put down their weapons, Lear controlled the warehouse door to slowly rise.
"Do you understand if I give you a fake name later? I am Burger King. You can choose one."
Jack: "Then I'll call you Big Shot."
V: "The name I originally used was not my real name. Do I have to choose a new one?"
Lear: "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
V: "Then I am the king. Why does it feel like my name is the same as yours?"
Lear: "Why don't you call it a stupid deal?"
V: “Fuck you.”
Sgt.
A veteran who once served in the army opened a veteran security service in Arroyo after retiring and became prosperous.
He wears a boat-shaped cap on his head and an old U.S. Army uniform. His right leg is still lame and he replaced it with a simple mechanical prosthetic leg.
It stands to reason that a person like him would have no problem replacing himself with a completely invisible bionic prosthetic leg.
But the leg that was blown off in the war was his greatest medal of honor, and he had to show it off.
"I have long admired my name, sergeant."
The three of them got out of the car, followed by a group of Sixth Street Gang guys.
"I have admired the name for a long time, but I never thought that I would fall into the hands of three thugs." The sergeant gritted his teeth when he said this, "Name?"
All three of them were wearing masks, and Lille had hacked the camera, so the camera here couldn't show their physical images.
Leal shrugged: "Burger King."
Jack stood straight behind Lear: "Big shot."
V rolled his eyes: "King."
To be honest, it would be normal for any one of these three names to be used as a team name.
But it's a bit silly to get them together - these three people had to put them together.
Unexpectedly, the "idiot" in your name is your self-introduction, and "idiot trading" is your job.
The sergeant spat secretly:
Damn it, I was fooled by three idiots.
