Cyberpunk: 2075

"What happened?"

The gunshots from downstairs naturally alarmed the attackers on the fifth floor. They could at least distinguish the gunshots from below and below.

"Someone is coming up?"

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"How is it possible? The mines and induction devices from the first to the third floor have not been triggered!"

"No. 3 has lost vital signs. Someone is downstairs!"

"Go to the stairs!"

There are three attackers upstairs. In addition to the rocket launchers with empty rockets placed beside them, they all hold a Shingen intelligent submachine gun in their hands. They were originally shooting at the mercenaries who were dodging in panic below, but they didn't expect to be touched by someone.

"Stop attacking the mercenaries and get rid of the people who are coming up first!"

Just as the attackers were about to act, the floor under their feet suddenly bulged, and then the shock wave of the explosion swept them from bottom to top.

After the gunshots, the attackers spent one second to determine the source of the gunshots, and then spent another second to confirm the death of No. 3 on the fourth floor. After that, it took another two seconds to make the decision to rush to the stairs to deal with the newcomers. They wasted a full four seconds, and four seconds was enough for Carl to do many things.

For example, using a single molecular line to break the lampshade, unplug the grenade, and throw it into the lamp frame above his head.

It is not polite to not return the favor. I repay evil with kindness. You use a rocket launcher to shoot me, and I will only return you a grenade.

Carl felt that he was really too kind.

In the explosion and fire that spread on the fifth floor, two attackers died directly on the spot, which was something Carl, who rushed to the fifth floor, had never expected.

"The positions are too close, and we will die together."

Looking at the only attacker who was lying on the spot and still breathing, his right hand was blown off, and the Shingen pistol in his hand was missing, in order to prevent the other party from having the remaining strength to counterattack in this situation, Carl lifted the Shingen he had just picked up.

"Only three people? Less than I thought."

The gunshots rang out, and the last attacker on this floor also fell into a deep sleep.

"Oliver, they are all asleep."

After Carl, who was keeping in touch with the team, dealt with the enemies on this floor, and immediately informed Oliver and Jack of the good news.

"We are now using vehicles and houses as cover to engage in a firefight with them. Carl, there is a sniper on the third floor of the apartment building opposite you. He has already blown up three people's heads with a Nekomata. Is there any way to get rid of him?"

"Nekomata sniper rifle?"

[Tsunami Nekomata]: A precise technical sniper rifle. Although it needs frequent maintenance, the tungsten nail bullets it fires are enough to penetrate the thickest armor and walls and smash titanium bones. No one can rest assured about its power. Because of its threatening nature, the sales supervision of this rifle is extremely strict. If it is not employed by a company or government, it is almost impossible for ordinary mercenaries to get this gun.

In other words, most people who can get this gun are from companies or governments.

Carl thought about the expensive smart weapon Shingen and the rocket bombardment, but this group of attackers was really making a fuss.

With this ability, you didn't wait for our mercenaries to pass and attacked the professional security personnel, and used it to deal with our mercenaries, right?

Or, there are others who deal with the security personnel, and you are enough to deal with us?

While thinking, Carl walked to the balcony of the apartment that was opened up, and looked at the third floor of the apartment opposite. There was indeed a sniper holding a Nekomata sniper rifle, wearing a cloak, and his artificial eyes glowing red, constantly locking on the mercenaries below.

Isn't it said that snipers need to change positions after firing a shot, why doesn't this guy move?

Carl was thinking this, and saw the bullet fired by the mercenary below hit the sniper, and then the bullet was actually bounced off by the sniper's "body".

‘Something is wrong, that thing is…’

Through the bullet holes on the cloak, Carl saw clearly what was under the cloak. Judging from the appearance of the ‘body’ with pits and pits reflecting the metallic luster, that thing was actually an exoskeleton combat suit.

Carl had seen exoskeleton clothes in clothing stores in the northern part of Watson District, but those exoskeleton outerwear were basically expensive, had poor defense, and had to be equipped with additional prosthetics to be used. There was no comparison at all with the exoskeleton combat suit worn by the sniper he saw now.

It was probably for the military again.

Damn, even if we mercenaries knew that this mission was a life-threatening one, it shouldn’t be so life-threatening.

Just when Carl was thinking about whether to throw a grenade over, a mercenary below also thought so. He untied a grenade from his waist, rushed out of the bunker, raised his hand and threw the grenade towards the sniper’s position. His courageous behavior made him turn into a corpse without a head and upper body the next moment the grenade was out of his hand.

The grenade that the mercenary had placed high hopes on before his death was scanned by the sniper's artificial eye in mid-air, and he raised his gun and detonated it in mid-air.

At the moment of raising his gun, the sniper's sight also raised, and then a red light flashed, and he scanned Carl.

"Damn it!"

Without any hesitation, Carl rolled backwards, and the next moment the balcony he was on was shattered by a huge bullet impact. A two-meter-long and one-meter-wide rock balcony was so fragile in the cat's bullet. After the bullet, the complete shape disappeared, leaving only a pile of rock fragments smashing down.

The bullet not only shattered the balcony, but also penetrated the fifth-floor ceiling of the apartment building. After rolling, Carl looked up and could actually see the extremely light-polluted sky of Night City through the ceiling with a big hole.

"Oliver, that sniper has an exoskeleton, a military-grade exoskeleton!"

"What? Military-grade, I knew this mission was going to be fatal."

Oliver seemed to be exchanging fire as well. After he cursed, Jack's voice rang out in the communication: "Carl, since it's a military-grade exoskeleton, you should ensure your own safety first. Mann, Oliver and I are moving towards the apartment and will be there soon. We will deal with him when the time comes. You just need to cooperate with us upstairs."

"There are mines and induction devices on the stairs, so it's not that easy to get up... And that sniper rifle, your subcutaneous armor can't stop it, Jack."

Carl inserted the Shingen submachine gun into his waist and drew out Kenshin.

"Let me try first. He sent me a shot before I even fired. I really can't bear this anger."

"What are you going to do, Carl?"

Jack heard something wrong from Carl's tone.

"I'm going to have a Western showdown."

If you get hit, you'll die, so it's fine as long as you don't get hit.

It's not a big deal, it's just no injury.

Carl jumped down from the broken floor until he jumped to the third floor, then listened to the gunshots, and after hearing the Nekomata's voice again, he did something.

A daring thing.

He raised Kenshin and shot the obstacle of the third-floor balcony, then started running wildly.

With the broken stones flying everywhere, Carl's feet stepped on the edge of the balcony, and then he jumped up.

"Hello."

In the air, Carl raised the gun, one step faster than the sniper raised the Nekomata.