Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

The sandstorm lasted until the afternoon of the next day.

The landfill next to it made a loud noise.

It stinks! Uncle! Let's go before I can't bear to blow this place up! Rebecca covered her mouth and nose and slapped Tommy hard.

Tommy stepped on the accelerator and quickly left here.

Not long after, a farm surrounded by iron fences appeared on one side of the road ahead. The neon sign next to the door read Bianmu Farm.

Rebecca, this is not far from Lakeside Town. Do you recognize this farm next to it? Tommy chatted with Rebecca casually.

Brother mentioned before that there was an old man with a weird temper living in the farm who always beat his son. The boy often went to school with bruises, and was expelled one day for insulting the teacher. Pila used to always Likes to tell stories to Rebecca, and she remembers this story especially clearly.

[This farm is not simple. I scanned two sentry machine guns and densely packed mines. 】

Is this farm used to store weapons? Tommy asked Rebecca as they drove past the farm.

arms?

Sentry machine guns and dense mines.

Let's go see it! Rebecca jumped, nothing made her heart beat faster than a mysterious farm and dangerous weapons.

Really? Lakeside Town is not far away. Tommy was not wearing a helmet at this time and glanced at her with a smile on his lips.

No, the uncle's smile moved her heart even more. Rebecca suddenly changed her mind.

Lakeside Town is right there, it's okay to go a little later. Rebecca pursed her lips and nodded to Tommy.

Let's go then. Tommy immediately turned around and returned to the farm gate.

How to get in? Rebecca looked up at the fence and worried.

Just go in. Tommy took out the hilt of the energy sword, flicked his wrist, and the blade ejected.

No matter how many times I see it, I still think it's cool. Rebecca marveled.

Tommy swung his sword several times, and the door fell into pieces, unable to stop them anymore.

[Ellie, disarm the mines and the two sentry machine guns. 】

[It’s done, it will be done soon. 】

Let's go. Ellie didn't keep them waiting for long.

The farm consists of three buildings, from left to right, the barn, the control room and the cabin.

Who are you?! Why did you break into my farm! The rolling shutter door of the barn was slightly raised, and a man with a gun appeared. He aimed at Tommy and walked towards the two of them.

Is a farm another name for a weapons storage room? Tommy stood in front of Rebecca calmly, separating the gun line between the two.

You damn thing, stop meddling in other people's business and get out of here! The man was ready to pull the trigger.

Stiffy pen, what's your attitude?! Rebecca was not someone to be trifled with either. She raised her pistol and aimed it at the man.

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Help! Help. Help. Me!

A boy who looked to be about 8 or 9 years old crawled out from under the rolling shutter door of the barn. He was skinny, his mouth was wide open and he screamed for life.

Asshole, what's going on with him? Seeing this scene, Rebecca felt that her blood was about to break through the Tianling Cap.

Die this! Dog

Bang bang!

Ah!!! My hands!! My legs!!

The man's severed hand holding the gun was sprayed with blood and was thrown more than a meter away by the kinetic energy of the bullet. The severed leg was thrown directly to the ground, and the sharp broken femur was deeply pierced into the earth.

Tommy saw the man's tendency to pull the trigger and immediately shot him twice.

Rebecca rushed forward and shot two more shots into the man's remaining thigh, causing him to scream in agony.

Help me, help me! The severed limb was bleeding continuously, and he would definitely die of shock if he continued like this. The man endured the pain and called for help.

Is this boy him? What's going on?

He is my son! I just tortured him.

Fart! He tricked me here to keep us captive! Even though he was extremely weak, the boy roared with all his strength.

Captivity of 'us'?! Beasts! Rebecca stepped on his face.

Tommy was already at the boy's side checking his body. Apart from muscle atrophy and weakness, there was nothing wrong with him in other aspects.

Where are the rest of them?

In the barn I crawled out of. The boy pointed to the barn behind.

Tommy knelt down and raised the rolling shutter door. The scene behind the door shocked Rebecca next to him.

Rebecca rushed over to remove Mewtwo from their faces, but the feed tube couldn't be removed.

How do these machines stop? Tommy asked the boy.

There is a control room over there. The boy pointed to the small room on the second floor on the right side of the barn.

Tommy walked into the room and saw a large screen playing animations of automated machines milking cows and eerie music.

That's disgusting, not even the Covenant would do such a thing.

After finding the switch and stopping the feeding equipment, Tommy went down to untie the children one by one and carried them to the open space outside the barn and put them down.

What to do with these brats? Rebecca looked at them unbearably.

Let the NCPD come and take them home. Tommy called the police.

Why did he keep you captive here? Tommy asked the boy, full of doubts in his heart.

I don't know what happened to them, but I had a conflict with my family and met him when I was seeking comfort online. He said that he had set up a collective club here, and as long as he lived in it, he could stay away from his family and live every day. Live happily. The boy lowered his head and sobbed.

But after I came over, he took control of me and said he wanted to treat me. Then he inserted these tubes and made me immersed in the conscious world of the cow. I was gavaged and given antibiotics every day. The boy said more. The body trembled more and more.

Okay, stop talking. He is already dead. Go home with the police then.

It took half an hour for the nearest NCPD to arrive in a floating car, and Tommy explained the situation to them. The police revealed that many children have disappeared in Night City recently, and it seems that they have all been abducted here.

Mr. Price, their parents will be grateful to you, let's go! After loading the children into the car, the police officer waved to Tommy while getting into the float car.

Let's go. Tommy looked at Rebecca.

Um.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is very large. When the sun sets, the wind blowing has a chill.

Are we the same as them? Rebecca stared blankly at the passing scenery outside the car window, asking with confusion in her tone.

In captivity?

Um.

“What is captivity?”

Living ignorantly, being manipulated by others? Rebecca said uncertainly.

So, everyone is in captivity.

That's not the case with the upper echelons of Arasaka's company. Those of us who live on the verge of life and death for money are the ones trapped by them.

Is Saburo Arasaka in captivity?

Rebecca looked at Tommy in confusion, wondering why he would ask this question. Saburo Arasaka was already known as the top of the world, how could he be kept in captivity?

He cannot exhaust all knowledge of the world, and he cannot grasp countless objective laws. He is ignorant; his thoughts come from the extreme nationalist thoughts of his predecessors, and he cannot escape from this circle. Every move he makes is He was manipulated by his predecessors. So, wasn’t he raised in captivity?”

Rebecca couldn't quite understand it, but she seemed to have caught something vaguely.

We cannot transcend the material world. We are ultimately locked in a prison of matter. Whether you accept it or not, our instinct is to continue the base sequence in our body.

Their eyes intertwined in the air.

I accept this instinct, so I don't mind being trapped by material things. I have my mission, even if it doesn't seem that meaningful in the vast universe.

Tommy looked at Rebecca's cute look, suddenly smiled, patted her on the head and said, Don't think so much, or your little head will be burned.

You're the one with the little head! Rebecca came back to her senses and angrily raised her little fist and rushed towards Tommy.

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