Cyberpunk: 2075

"What's your name?"

Listening to Carl's words, the target held in his arms was silent for a while. Just when Carl suspected that she had fainted from excessive blood loss, she asked Carl's name in a very small voice.

"Carl, my name is Carl, you can call me KK."

Glancing at the girl in his arms, Carl said: "If you don't have the strength, don't talk. If you talk less, you will be more likely to be rescued."

"But Carl, you are telling me this now, don't you just want me to say something..."

The girl's face turned a little paler, but her face suddenly became serious at this moment, and then, as if she was talking about something very important, she moved her cherry red lips with a touch of paleness and said her name:

"My name is Haruko."

"Haruko?"

Noticing the girl's seriousness, Carl kept walking and responded: "I remember that in Japanese, the meaning of Haruko should be no different from that in Chinese. The meaning is the same, that is, a child of a sunny day. Were you born on a sunny day?"

"It doesn't match the gray Night City."

Haruko's smile seemed to be so bright whenever she smiled: "Maybe it's because of this mismatch that I got hurt."

"Superstition."

Carl wanted to show a little bit of disdain, but facing Haruko's pale face that didn't match the colorful Night City at all, he couldn't do such an attitude.

"Hold on for a while, we'll be there soon."

Carl wanted to stop a car on the side of the road, and then stuff Haruko into the car and send it all the way to the Blue Green Building, but maybe it was because the gunfire from both sides fighting in the distance was too loud. Carl didn't see a car approaching all the way. The only car that was originally driving towards this side also turned its head quickly after hearing the gunfire, drifted and turned around.

"Why are you so good at driving!"

It's impossible to rob a car. The quality of this city is too poor.

Also, how many meters?

The normal walking speed of an adult male is 1.7 meters per second to 2 meters per second, and Carl's pace is very fast. Even if he slows down by holding Haruko, he can almost reach the level of jogging, that is, he can move forward six meters per second. He self-assessed that the current place should be less than a thousand meters away from the Blue Bi Building, which means that it will take about two minutes to arrive.

Can Haruko hold on for two minutes?

The knowledge of the trauma team flashed through Carl's mind.

If a normal person is shot in the abdomen, as long as they don't injure important organs and arteries and cause heavy bleeding, they can usually hold on for about fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes, how long has it been since the start of the war? If the time of procrastination is counted, he should still have...

about eight minutes?

More than enough time.

Carl now regrets a little, that is, when he watched Trauma Team Mewtwo, he only watched the battle Mewtwo. Thinking about it carefully, he actually didn't watch any of the medical ones.

'I've learned a lesson from my mercenary career.'

If it was Oliver who came to rescue the target, he would be able to do emergency treatment with his medical skills, and he wouldn't have to be like himself, afraid of aggravating the injury and not dare to touch the wound.

Carl's thoughts quickly disappeared.

After ten seconds, he began to feel lucky that it wasn't Oliver who came to rescue.

Because if it was Oliver, he wouldn't be able to deal with such an opponent.

Looking at the huge body that suddenly appeared and blocked in front of him, Carl swallowed his saliva and said to Haruko in his arms with a dry voice: "Is this also a test?"

"Maybe... not."

There was already a deep thought in Haruko's eyes, and then this deep feeling quickly disappeared, and she showed an indescribable expression: "It seems that we have to die together, Carl."

"Although your eyes are beautiful, I hate corporate dogs. If we die together, it's not necessary."

Carl slowly put Haruko next to the flower bed on the side of the road, letting her sit and lean on the green plants for a while.

Even in 2075, there are real green plants in the flower bed, but I don't know if it will have two more nutrients today.

Carl's movements were very steady, and Haruko didn't feel any extra pain. After carefully putting her down, Carl looked at the combat auxiliary armor in front of him, who was two meters and five meters tall and holding a machine gun in both hands, and smiled.

[Machine Gun]: A weapon with a caliber greater than 20mm and a continuous firing mechanism.

ACPA, ACPA, they are really here.

Is this a dream come true?

"Cat and mouse?"

Carl didn't believe it. The driver in the ACPA armor only realized that they were chasing him now. From the way the other party walked slowly and blocked their way, it was obvious that the other party deliberately put them here and then appeared again.

This kind of bad taste of seeing hope and then extinguishing it immediately, if it is not cat and mouse, what else can it be.

The driver in the ACPA armor glanced at Haruko, but Haruko didn't seem to be very important in his eyes at this time. Obviously, she was the assassination target of this mission, but he seemed more interested in Carl.

He raised the cannon in his hand, but he didn't aim it at Carl. Instead, he stretched out his armored mechanical glove and tapped the muzzle, then slid down to the middle of the barrel and stopped there. Then he used the finger of the mechanical glove to tap his fully covered helmet.

His action instantly made Carl understand who the driver was.

The bullet passed through the barrel and then hit his head and exploded. There was only one person who was treated like this by Carl.

"It seems that I should have tried my best to kill you before."

The armored driver didn't say anything. He just slowly raised the cannon in his hand.

This was a little fun action he liked to watch his prey struggle to death. The other party's reaction was not important.

I'll let you die knowingly, is that the idea?

Carl's breathing suddenly stopped, and then he turned to the side and ran.

Just kidding, facing ACPA, relying on his prosthesis and weapons?

He didn't have that ability yet!

'Humph, want to escape? ’

The mecha pilot had seen this situation countless times in the past, and he was very skilled in handling it, so he raised the machine gun in his hand almost at the moment Carl turned around, wanting to tear this coward who tried to escape from him into pieces from behind.

But just as he raised the machine gun, he found something rolling towards him.

That was...

‘Grenade? ! ’