Chapter 816 Three Mercenaries

[Name: Alina Markova]

[File: Codename Red Crow, Polish, height 175cm, sniper, 12 times in the killing zone. 】

[Prosthesis: tactical prosthetic eye for aiming (right eye), ballistic analysis, cochlear implant]

[Name: Mikhail Alexandrov]

[File: Codename Ice Hammer, illegal mercenary of the former Soviet Union, 190cm tall, demolition expert, heavy machine gunner, 17 kill zone contract performance experiences, and one recorded German death race experience. 】

[Prosthesis: Jirafa industrial robot arm type II (left hand), stimulant syringe]

[Name: Jan Novikov]

[File: Codename Silver Fox, regular army of the former Soviet Union, height 175cm, assaulter, 11 killing zone contract execution experiences]

[Prosthetic body: detachable personal link (compatible with hacking tools), subcutaneous bag]

The three mercenaries are all from Eastern Europe and have very rich combat experience——

Of course, the file given by Severns was very informative. Leal carefully looked at the secondary file and found that most of the dozen or so contract fulfillment experiences involved massacring refugees who broke into the killing zone.

Most of these refugees are called armed terrorists in the EC news, but they are poorly equipped and can theoretically be suppressed with heavy firepower. Most of the time they are unilateral massacres——

Only on rare occasions do you encounter strongly armed refugees, which was common a hundred years ago but not now.

So whether it is Lear, Johnny or Muramasa, these three mercenaries can only be regarded as professionals, but they cannot be regarded as powerful. Just from the perspective of record, this big man named Ice Hammer is better.

Lille still remembered that there were some mercenaries in Night City who came from Germany and participated in some kind of death race.

Different from the one he made in Night City, this thing has a historical heritage, is sponsored by serious European car companies, and is sponsored by serious European military equipment manufacturers. It is a special event in the killing zone.

In other words, this is as much a legal act of violence as killing illegal immigrants and refugees in a killing zone.

Of course, within the European Community, military weapons and military prosthetics are strictly controlled, absolutely strictly controlled, and they cannot use those killing weapons here.

In fact, the level of prostheticization of the three of them is also very low. Ice Hammer has a different arm, Silver Fox only has a pocket added to his abdomen, and Red Crow's sensory system has been strengthened. You can't even see much prosthetic body just by looking at the appearance.

Safe and capable of fighting. In theory, it can be fought. No matter how powerful the company is, this is not Night City. It is unlikely that people will drive armored vehicles and carry rocket launchers to start fighting in the city.

Elliot asked cautiously, "You used to work in the killing fields?"

"Yes." Red Crow Alina admitted easily, "Where can I still work now? If I don't do this, I can only go to Eastern Siberia and fight in the snow with those difficult cyberpsychotics for three hundred days.

The Killing Fields and Siberia were both hells, but it was different in the city, which was much better. "

Elliot was hesitant to say: To be honest, he didn't think Folkestone was a city. He often poked fun at netizens from London on the Internet and respectfully called them distinguished Londoners.

Alina kicked the man tied to the pipe: "Isn't this what this man is like? I don't know how many days he has been huddled here in order not to be thrown out of the wall -

oi, stop pretending to be asleep! I said"

Her long legs swayed, and even wearing a tactical uniform could not hide her tall body proportions——

Under Elliot's gaze, that foot kicked hard on the man's big steel cannon!

Bang!

"Ugh!! I'm so stupid!"

"It's much better now. How should we deal with him? If he is an undocumented illegal resident, we can kill him directly."

"Ahem." Elliot interrupted Alina, "I don't need your advice, brother, how long have you been hiding? What do you eat when you hide here every day?"

"What the hell~" The man shrunk his belly with a ferocious expression, but he still said honestly, "Don't drive me away. I have stored a lot of food in the warehouse, just because I'm afraid of such a day."

"Did you modify the structure of the house privately?"

"That's a water pipe owner. Don't report me. I'm very capable. If the typhoon hadn't come, my batch of goods wouldn't have been thrown into your hands!

If you want to take over this place, I know it best and I can help you with the work! "

"Loss in futures?"

"Yes! The damn transportation department has changed the transportation rationing, and my goods can't be delivered. The damn European Community has one policy today and another policy tomorrow. Big companies just get through it with their noses pinched. I'm a fucking little kid." What does the company do?”

The man obviously hated the European Community, and Elliot had a strange expression on his face: "What did you do before?"

"I told you! I am engaged in trade."

"I mean your position in the company."

"Position? I own a fucking company!" The man was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he laughed like a self-deprecating voice. His voice became a little louder, "I own a company! Boss, if you have connections, it will be easy to work." , we can only survive one day like this.

But it’s hard for me to work, even if I work 30 days a month, it doesn’t matter! Brother, please give me a way to survive! "

Elliot looked at the man kneeling limply on the ground and became more and more unsure: Why is this new world different from what he knows?

Are you still starting a company like this?

[Elliot: Brother, is he lying to us? Aren’t all the big bosses involved in starting a company? He looks like a homeless man]

[Lille: What he said is true. He was indeed the boss of a previous trade logistics company. His annual revenue was not small, about 5-6 million euros. ]

[Elliot: Huh? Why is he so miserable? ]

[Lille: The European Community will not tell you too much about small businesses. It seems that your head needs to be updated. Managing a company is not just sitting in a seat and counting money. ]

[Lille: Especially for small businesses like this, they may be more unstable than your previous working life. ]

[Elliot: But. ]

[Lille: Do you feel that you are now the same as the idiots in those online videos? I told you that you insisted on saying no, you are out of power? ]

Elliot immediately stopped talking and scratched his head awkwardly.

[Lille: Don't scratch! Whose boss scratches his head with a sneaky look? ]

[Elliot: Okay. Then how to deal with him? According to you, he is really a talent? We.】

[Lille: Have you secretly watched a lot of videos that you despise, and think you can use a talent you picked up on the street? ]

[Lille: Contact Sevens, and let the law handle it. If he doesn't do this job, there are plenty of people who can do it. There is no need to find an illegal resident with a bad record. ]

[Eliot: Oh. ]

After a short silence, Elliot waved his hand: "The Immigration Administration will be here soon"

"What? No."

Eliot winked at Red Crow, who understood and knocked the man unconscious with a punch.

Looking at the man who fell asleep in despair, Elliot suddenly had a complicated thought:

It always feels a bit cruel-aren't all the lawless lunatics in the Super Dream movie sympathetic to each other?

Especially in connection with what the man just said, it seems that he has become a guy who has made dirty deals with the European Community

[Eliot: Brother, isn't it said that lawless lunatics are sympathetic to each other? ]

[Eliot: ‘Burger King’s growth is partly due to the corruption and incompetence of the Night City authorities. Some capable people have to seek livelihoods outside the law and resist authority. Such people and things are also called cyberpunk’.]

[Eliot: Aren’t we a bit of a bully?]

Lill didn’t want to talk anymore, but Johnny appeared in Elliot’s visual system with a funny expression:

[Johnny: Yo, you’re scared to do something punk to save your coworkers; you’re scared to do something good and you feel that your life is too comfortable]

[Johnny: Where did you read this? Among the things you read, is there anything called “How Pig Brains Are Made”?]

Elliot almost raised his hand to scratch his head again in embarrassment.

[Eliot: Uh, you’ve seen it in my room before, the “Night City Legends – Burger King” series.]

[Lill: Then you’ve seen it wrong.]