People are in Night City, start to add points

This is a bit of a hassle.

The time for the next follow-up and investigation of Arasaka's transport vehicle is getting closer and closer.

David's original plan was to sneak out this evening to clean up the scavenger group in the southeast of Meiquan District, filling up the experience bars leading to level 15.

However, these afterlife mercenaries hired by Bramwell to protect him have become obstacles to night operations.

You have to use some means.

As a high-end apartment building, David and his mother's home is quite spacious. In fact, there are only four households on the entire floor.

David's 401 is the closest to the elevator, but he didn't go home after getting out of the elevator, but went straight to 403 in the wide corridor.

The door is tightly closed. If it is an experienced mercenary or professional, he will definitely open the scan before entering a strange room, so that he will immediately find the tiny camera hidden above the door.

However, David walked past like a layman, unaware, as if he lived here.

The door lock clicked open, David pushed the door open with his toes, and two portable automatic cannons came into view.

They were obviously programmed to sound an alarm and then open fire when encountering strangers, but at this moment, the indicator light representing the identification of friend or foe flickered slightly, sending out a green light for approval.

David deftly avoided them, and forgot to look at the sofa in the living room. There were two highly prosthetic mercenaries sitting there, but the two of them were unaware of David's entry.

He circled around, directly determined the destination of the trip, and went straight to the second floor.

The room that was temporarily converted into a computer room for hackers and equipped with a security door only blocked David for less than half a second before showing a signal that he could pass.

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Room 403, in the bedroom with the door closed.

A woman in a tight jacket was holding a 'Rattlesnake' smart assault rifle, sitting quietly on the ground.

"It's really...boring."

She pulled out a flat metal wine bottle and took a deep gulp.

It stands to reason that those who are engaged in their business, especially those who can come in and take jobs from Rogge, shouldn't drink alcohol during the mission, but right now, this job really doesn't interest her.

It's been the third month since I joined this mercenary team. Compared with the previous orders, what kind of mission is it to defend a student boy and his mother of Arasaka Academy?

She, Jill Cash, is also a well-known figure on the west coast. She came to Night City to do this business for money, excitement, and to find the feeling of being alive in life and death.

But right now, it can only be said that it is boring.

She didn't install any head prosthetic body, except for the necessary brain machine, she didn't even have a "standard" prosthetic eye, but put all the budget on the skin and internal organs to obtain continuous combat in extreme environments Ability.

It is also because of this that when encountering such an extremely simple task, there is no room for her to play, so she can only stand by and wait for orders.

After taking a few more sips, Cash pulled out a tube of lubricating oil, then opened the mechanical structure around his waist, and began to apply it with his heart.

"Wait, this is..."

When her fingers touched a flat, hard object, she was taken aback for a moment, then immediately remembered.

This is the spoils of the last mission, an encryption chip stolen from military technology, the value can vary depending on what's inside.

However, she obviously couldn't check it on her own, and needed the help of a professional hacker.

"Still having to deal with that curmudgeon, hell."

Thinking of the hackers in the same group, Cash felt even more annoyed. Last time, he just praised her for being pretty, and he was almost implanted with a deadly puppet. These internet gangs are indeed a bunch of bad-tempered weirdos.

With the chip in hand, Cash stood up shaking, opened the bedroom door, and walked to the second floor.

"Hey."

When passing by the living room, she raised her hand to say hello to the position of the sofa.

Two companions were sitting there, maintaining their weapons.

Of course, not only weapons, but prosthetic bodies that wear out in daily use also need to be taken care of carefully, especially in the past two days, Arasaka has launched a paid service for firmware upgrades.

Except for her, almost everyone in the team who had Arasaka prosthetics implanted bought them, and they are currently in the stage of adaptation and adjustment.

To be honest, Cash was very greedy, but she was reluctant to part with the money, and upgrading the firmware was a lot of money.

After stepping up the steps leading to the second floor, Cash's mood had adjusted to calm. She made up her mind to throw the chip to the girl as soon as she opened the door and leave.

But at this moment, there was a sudden chill behind his back.

Cash knew the feeling, the feeling of being held at gunpoint.

"Where are you going?"

The Demoman, who was nearly 2 meters tall and was still taller than most people standing on the sofa, was staring at the back of her head, holding a quasar large-caliber pistol firmly in his metal arm.

Cash knew very well that this thing didn't need precise aim at all, as long as the direction was right, it could cause damage in all likelihood.

"Uh, send the chip, I got it from the last mission."

Swallowing, Cash tried to keep his voice steady.

"Hey, brother, my good brother, if you have something to talk about, can you put that thing down first?"

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Facing Cash's request, the companion behind him was silent for a few seconds, and then spoke slowly.

"Wait."

"What wait?"

"We'll go up later."

"Okay, I listen to you, but why?"

Cash sighed and asked with a wry smile.

The team's blaster and another team member sitting on the sofa looked at each other, as if trying to find the answer to this question from each other's eyes.

But soon, they fell silent, and continued the action just now with a mechanical frequency, maintaining the guns in their hands.

The feeling of being pointed at with a gun disappeared, but then a strong sense of loss came back to my heart.

After waiting for two or three seconds, seeing that the two companions behind him did not respond, Cash turned around slowly, moved his body little by little, and returned to the bedroom.

Holding the 'Rattlesnake' rifle in her hand, she finally felt a sense of security.

Something is wrong, the state of those two people is completely wrong.

what happened?

A strong uneasiness welled up in his heart. There was no problem with going upstairs, but his companion stopped him.

There are only two possibilities, either something happened that they didn't know about, or their actions were not intended, but were induced or even controlled by the enemy.

Judging from the rather weird movements and expressions of the two companions, which could even be called weird, it seemed to be the latter.

scary...

Cash patted the body of the gun lightly, his brows furrowed little by little.

She has never seen such a weird thing since she grew up, and those two are also good hands, but they fell for it without knowing it.

It looks like a hacker did it, but I've never heard of any hacker with such a skill.

Bumped into the ghost of Buttermos?

It couldn't be that the two of them took drugs before going on a mission, right?

Or is he in some horrible super dream?

All kinds of strange thoughts flooded into his mind, and Cash clenched the gun body. After thinking for a while, he dialed the team leader's communication.

"what's up?"

She didn't wait too long, and after more than ten seconds, a low male voice sounded in her ear.

"Captain, how are you doing?"

Cash calmed down and asked in a low voice.

"I'm still outside. That kid is very smart. Tom can't follow him alone." The captain replied: "This kid bought a bunch of things, including everything in a mess, as if he was going to do some experiments at home."

"oh oh……"

After organizing the words in his mind, Cash lowered his voice even more and turned to the topic.

"Captain, there is a problem on our side."

"Ok?"

"Joe and the big man are not in the right state. I wanted to go upstairs just now, but they..."

She recounted what happened just now to the captain.

However, this time the captain did not answer immediately, but spoke again after being silent for more than ten seconds.

"Oh, you said the chip from the last mission, wait a little longer."

He answered something off the question, then paused for a while, and continued.

"We'll go up later."

Hearing this sentence, Cash's hand holding the gun body suddenly tightened, and a chill rose in his heart.

That's the sentence...Not long ago, two teammates sitting on the sofa also said this sentence!

But now, the same sentence was actually uttered from the captain's mouth again.

"Why, why?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

"We'll go up later."

"Captain, you..."

"Wait later..."

Dip—Kash hangs up the call.

What the hell!

Her nerves tensed suddenly, and she felt a creepy feeling. On the small piece of uncyberized skin on the back of her neck, fine cold sweat oozes out.

Even the captain who was away from home was controlled, it was like some kind of witchcraft or magic!

What to do, what to do?

She felt distraught, and could only take a few breaths, trying to calm herself down.

If you must use science to explain it, based on your own perception, this method should be done by hackers.

Hackers, only hackers can fight against hackers.

I can only ask the stinky girl upstairs for help.

Well, maybe she is struggling against that mysterious and weird enemy, maybe she just needs her own help!

Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly became firm.

Cash took out an electromagnetic pulse grenade, held it tightly in his hand, and held the 'Rattlesnake' rifle in the other hand. He paused for two seconds in front of the bedroom door, and then pushed the door out without hesitation.

Then, throw the grenade lightly.

Zizizi-bang!

There was no gunpowder smoke, but a colorless and invisible electromagnetic wave exploded instantly within a one-meter range.

This is a special small grenade, dedicated to narrow terrain.

At this time, the two people on the sofa just turned their heads to look over, and then their faces showed extreme pain, and they bent down with their heads in their hands.

Saying sorry to his companion in his heart, Cash stepped forward quickly.

However, just as the soles of her feet landed on the stairs, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the two portable turrets on her side, near the door, slowly turned and locked the barrels on her.

Fuck, forgot about this thing!

Her heart suddenly became cold, and a great sense of despair filled her mind.

However, the barrel idling several times, but no bullets were fired.

Cash felt her heart almost stop beating, and for a moment she thought she was dead.