Chapter 339 Another Kind

Entering the nightclub, a large number of mercenaries focused their attention on the three of them, and the scanners updated their features again.

Outsiders don't know, but the locals know how outrageous these three eldest brothers are: I hope they won't get involved with them in the commission.

There are a lot more people in this place than usual - first-come-first-serve access to the buildings near the water, foreign mercenaries are not qualified to come in and look for work, so the local mercenaries have this information.

But it’s not easy to make money.

"I told you to fucking come here! If you don't come for the operation, I'll be the first to kill you."

"What? I can't protect myself? Just wait for me!"

In the open box, Lille saw a man who was about to expire lying on the table.

The neck was made of reinforced components, but it had been beaten to pieces. It looked like it had been cut by some kind of high-temperature blade, and the ports were charred and neat.

His companions gathered around, some squatting on the ground, some with broken arms. The captain was anxiously calling on the phone at the table to contact the prosthetic doctor he could contact.

but

The person on the table will not survive, this is Lille's judgment.

Walking all the way to Rogge's box, the Queen of the Afterlife has been waiting for her for a long time.

Obviously she knew everything about what happened at the door. As soon as Leer entered, she spoke:

"The one you just killed was named Arctic Wolf. The team's name is Ice Hunters. He's from Oslo and he's quite famous there."

Rogge had already acquiesced that the guy was a dead man.

V sat down on the sofa and grabbed the tequila on the table.

"It's not that good, except for playing some dirty tricks, that's all."

Rogge motioned to the brother next to him to take out a chip and put it in front of Lille: "They are not simple. If you are interested, you can take a look."

With the mentality of learning and expanding the database, Lille still chose not to let go of any chip.

The contents here contain confirmed information about the ice hunters.

This is a small team that has been in business for more than a year and operates around Northern Europe.

Norway is a small country. The status of a small country that has completed a high degree of nationalization is not low in the cyberpunk world. It relies on rich oil resources to survive.

Although the properties of petroleum resources as energy have been largely replaced by alcohol 2, the industrial properties still exist. Generally speaking, they are relatively abundant. Abundance breeds various problems.

There are many entrustments, most of which revolve around the exploration rights of oil resources. According to reports, the employer is Su Petrochemical most of the time.

Due to the requirements of the combat environment, their prosthetic systems must be able to withstand severe cold and adapt to harsh terrain in the wild. This squeezes space for bullets and other supplies, and more space must be left to carry fuel.

This has developed their habit of favoring melee weapons and small arms. If there is a need for long-range combat, they will consider equipping combat vehicles.

When they moved to Night City, their prosthetic bodies underwent certain changes, but they were obviously still not adapted to the environment here.

Cold weather experience. Filling the database is good, but it won't be needed in a short time.

At the same time, Lille also noticed a problem: the two groups of mercenaries outside the city he was currently in contact with were from Europe, and both were from Northern Europe.

"It is indeed not simple. He is just young and energetic."

Rogge nodded slightly: "Sometimes you talk like an old man in his seventies or eighties, just like me."

Lille shrugged: "I'm just stating the facts. Being young doesn't necessarily mean you are arrogant. I am young, but he is very talented.

Is there any word from the news in town? Tell me, I know there have been a lot of foreign mercenaries coming recently. "

Rogge had a strange expression: Are they angry?

They didn't smash up the company plaza.

"I guess this situation was caused by you."

Things have to start with the big vote at the beginning——

Lear's goal at the time was DNA editing equipment for biotechnology, and he did get it.

And the way he escaped was to find a pure enemy, Faraday.

Faraday was investigating the Nightingale Project, and Leal portrayed himself as a super stupid young man who was also very loyal and helped the Rangers to express their dignity.

Judging from the current situation, not many people will think that he is the lizard man. The problem is that the operation at that time involved a confidential device of biotechnology, which produced a powerful biological weapon.

“Biotech is the inventor of alcohol-2 wheat, and Pezo Chemical and Su Petrochemical are the monopolies of alcohol-2 wheat sales. They don’t care how many biotech executives die, but the risk of technology leakage gives them an excuse.

An excuse to arrive in Night City. "

V said strangely: "But I don't know the Chun2wheat technology, we are just a commission."

"That's the case on the surface." Rogge looked at Lille, "Really not?"

Leal shook his head.

Indeed, no, the distribution of alcohol-2 wheat seeds is quite strict, and the DNA editing method is completely confidential.

To get this thing, you have to either physically invade the highest-security locations of these companies, or start a cyber-corporate war with them.

Doesn't Su Shihua know? He doesn't have to know.

"But you don't have the final say on this thing, do you understand what I mean?"

V suddenly realized: "So they want to turn white into black, just to grab a bite to eat in Night City."

Jack thought for a while: "But why? Which piece of meat do they want to eat specifically?"

"Good question." Rogge took a puff of cigarette and paused, "Everyone knows that every company wants to control the world, but no one knows what they want to do at the moment.

So if you want to know the answer to this question, you can only ask the CEOs yourself. "

Night City is not a big place but has a lot of things.

Since Lille began its activities, biotechnology has been in bad luck. Executives have been killed, reputations have plummeted due to leaks of experimental secrets, and a lizard ran out of the building.

Military technology was violently beaten in the city center, resulting in a large number of combat casualties. Senior officers were killed at the border checkpoint, helicopters were shot down, and Centaur mechas were even more prominent in the city center.

Arasaka Company was brutally beaten by network surveillance, and a small piece of the Soul Killer was taken away for research.

On the surface, Kang Tao did not suffer any serious injuries. In fact, they had been enveloped by accidents since the Attara vote. They were also suspected by Arasaka and Junke when they passed through the border checkpoint. Now they are all under suspicion. Target in secret.

In the end, Su Petrochemical used this excuse to get into trouble with Peizhuo Petrochemical. If the troops couldn't get through, would it be okay to let some immigrants over?

All the five major companies had rare big problems and big news.

Perhaps Su Petrochemical is not the only one that has come to mind. Local companies have been in bad luck, and a lot of things have been exposed. Which company doesn't want to keep abreast of the latest developments of its competitors?

Rogge continued: “The good news is that rich people are willing to spend money now, but the bad news is that work is more dangerous.

And just like the idiot at the door, people from other places are always a little unruly. "

"Is there anyone famous?" Jack asked the question he was most concerned about, "That is... you know, Old Snake, Black Hand."

Rogge smiled: "It's hard to say, but if you meet them, will you go up and ask for an autograph?"

"That's not true."

"They are mercenaries, not celebrities. If they meet, you won't be happy."

This is true.

People admire these legendary lone wolves, not just because they talk nicely to their juniors and even give them autographs.

I admire them because they have done shocking things, but mercenaries have employers, and it is a life-and-death struggle.

The most famous Morgan hacker who was hired to attack Arasaka Tower is idolized, but in fact, his employer was another infamous company, Military Technology.

Maybe some famous mercenaries have been hired?

Jack had once been full of fantasies about these big shots, but now, the fantasies were not that far away for him.

Rogge looked at Lille: "The situation is very complicated now. If something like this happens here in the next life, no one will take the risk and break in.

It's hard to say about other places. I suggest you become more active recently. This is not just my wish. "

Lille took a deep look at Rogge: "If conditions permit, I think so too."

"Very good - you young man is smart enough. Talking to you will save you worries. If you have any trouble, just tell me and I will help you sort it out.

You help me, I help you, that's how Night City is. "

After saying that, a mercenary walked into the box and said something to Rogge.

Almost at the same time, Lille received a call from an old acquaintance.

[Contact: Morton "Sergeant"]

[Sergeant Morton: There is a problem, our place in Santo Domingo was taken away! 】

[Sergeant Morton: Hurry up, come here now! 】

Rogge looked at Lille: "It seems that you have also received the information. The Sixth Street Gang's place has been smashed. The person who did this job said that he will pay the protection fee in the future.

I heard that you helped the sergeant deal with a traitor before, but it seems that he didn't deal with it properly himself.

Now he's blocking people there. "

"This guy is quite interesting." Jack smiled, "He even asked us to do some work for him."

"Why not, you're the best in town."

Night City is a place where there is no profit and no early start. Strictly speaking, the only time the Burger King Squad faced off against the Sixth Street Gang was on official business.

Not only do they have no grudge against Sergeant Morton, but their relationship in general seems to be quite good - the Sixth Street Gang contributed a lot of start-up capital.

Leal got up from the couch.

Now that he knew what the situation was, he really had to help.

There are enough companies in Night City and it is urban enough, so we still need to control them.

"But this feels quite strange." Jack said, "I used to fight to death with the Sixth Street Gang, but now I still work for them when I have nothing to do."

"We are mercenaries." Lear shrugged.

"Just work for the money?"

"Of course not, we are another kind -" Lear patted Jack on the shoulder, "Work for yourself, so we have no competitors in this industry. Get in the car and explain to you slowly."

The three of them walked out of the box. Jack walked to the door of the afterlife and suddenly took out a booklet:

The Law Enforcer's Handbook - by Morgan Blackhand.

This scene was seen by V: "You don't really want to ask him for an autograph, do you?"

"No, no! I just want to write a reference like this in the future."

Watching the three people leaving the nightclub, Rogge suddenly felt emotional.

She motioned to her men to pour her wine, and at the same time said: "Are you a little excited when you hear someone say your father's name?"

The man chuckled: "A little bit, but that's not me."

Rogge also smiled and started sending messages to several contacts.

[Rogge: I said they would take action. I can see that Burger King is not the kind to kill or bury someone. 】