Chapter 443 Mobilization

Badland, a long motorcade passed the border checkpoint.

The leading Behemoth turned on its signal jamming equipment as soon as it passed the border inspection station, and the convoy disappeared into the yellow sand after walking for a while.

Soon, the team will be able to see Adecado's new home in Night City.

Operating wind turbines are densely interconnected, and solar, large distribution stations and transmission centers connect them to local networks.

This is not a very luxurious canyon, but when the team drove into the canyon, they discovered that there was a cave inside.

Full of brand new Mackinac armed pickup trucks, a dazzling array of armory, and a power armor hangar being assembled

There are also abundant supply warehouses and smiling tribesmen.

[Josie: Saul, you’re really not kidding me]

[Josie: We live and die on the fucking U.S.-Mexico border, and you guys are really in paradise! 】

Although the content sounded like complaints and curses, the tone was full of relief.

Thor smiled too.

[Thor: Isn’t this old immortal given to you demon lizards? 】

[Josie: Oh. That’s right. 】

Sol parked the car at the outermost edge, got out of the car and parked at the door——

For no reason, he just wanted to see the expressions of these tribesmen.

There are more than just these people in Adecado. Although their number of tribesmen operating on the US-Mexico border has been greatly reduced, there are still hundreds of thousands.

Panan also looked at the expressions of these tribesmen with satisfaction and walked to Sol's side.

Thor leaned forward in a low voice and asked, "What's going on with those power armors?"

"You must like your new life."

[Panam: Lear, the Badlands are ready. 】

Santo Domingo, Coronado Farm, at night, long banners are hanging on the streets:

"Community Mutual Aid Center".

People lined up in long lines to receive relief from the Sixth Street Gang. Some people pushed trolleys into the deeper warehouses, while others held a gun and nervously followed the recruiting officer into the registration room. On the Sixth Street Gang's network Sign your name.

Although the power supply plant in Santo Domingo has not yet been restored, the Sixth Street Gang has maintained order very well.

A pickup truck slowly passed by the middle of the road, and the sergeant on top shouted:

"Listen up, fellow villagers! Now, anyway, there is a job for you!

It's not a gunfight, it's road construction, house building, etc. Anyone who knows how to work, and can work, come with me!

By the way, this time it includes labor tools and labor protection supplies, so you don’t need to borrow money to buy them! "

The people who were still receiving relief looked at each other, and soon a large group of people came out and followed the pickup truck towards the warehouse.

After the sergeant finished shouting, he sat back in the passenger seat. He looked quite happy, and the corners of his mouth were tighter than a Copperhead rifle.

"Oh, I haven't felt like this for a long time."

"Boss, what do you mean by 'extreme metal' this time? How big will the scene be then?"

"How do I know, but it will definitely scare the shit out of those corporate dogs."

[Sergeant: Burger King, we have found someone for you. Construction can begin in Santo Domingo. 】

Heywood, Beaux Arts, Church.

The priest finished today's prayer on the stage. The audience was filled with strong men wearing colorful clothes. Most of them wore sunglasses. All of them had dense tattoos on their visible flesh parts. Everyone had a cross made of gold. , covered with Latin inscriptions.

Outside the church, the gangsters were looking forward to it, and the lights of the vehicles illuminated the basketball court into daylight.

“My brothers and sisters, we are gathered here not just because we are part of Valentino, but because we are the Keepers of Heywood.

As Ephesians Chapter 6 says: ‘Therefore take up the whole armor of God, so that you may be able to withstand your enemies in the day of trouble, having done all things well, and to stand. ’

Put on your armor and pick up your weapons, the storm is coming. "

The eyes of the people in the church fluctuated, and the gangsters outside the church had long lost their composure, with obvious excitement in their eyes——

Unlimited racing?

City-wide?

This is what real men should do.

After the priest finished speaking, he turned around and looked at these Valentino brothers with different expressions.

But he could tell that although they were much calmer than the young men outside,

But they were still kids growing up in Heywood, and they loved the limelight.

[Priest: Lille, Valentino is already wearing armor. 】

Westbrook, Japan Street.

Westbrook has put a full curfew in place -

This order did not come from the NCPD, but from the Tiger Claw Gang.

The streets were noisy and there were fewer people walking on the road at this time than a few days ago.

Curious people looked out the window and saw only a few operating vehicles and almost no private cars.

"Wuhu!"

A sports car drove through what was supposed to be a crowded lane at high speed. The man on top was flushed and stepped on the accelerator. The woman on the passenger side was held down by him, making an indescribable sound.

The engine resounded through the streets of Japan, and the sound of blasting the streets was annoying.

This is especially true for ordinary people, who feel like rich people are shitting on their heads.

"Haha, I love you so much, Tiger Claw Gang! The untouchables should get out of the way."

The car drove through the street at high speed, and suddenly a rickety figure seemed to appear on the sidewalk!

The young man driving the car suddenly smiled evilly and turned the steering wheel slightly.

I tell you not to fucking go out, it’s really a waste of your life to stand in my way!

A dazzling light suddenly appeared at the end of the street!

boom!

The next second, the sports car suddenly exploded and rolled over!

Sizzle——

The yellow-green painted sports car pulled a long tire mark and stopped in front of the burning vehicle.

The man who was so excited just now struggled to climb out of the deformed door frame, and the young man looked at the feet that walked out of the car in horror.

The clothes of the Tiger Claw Gang.

"Ahem. Why. My dad is Arasaka."

Poof!

The samurai sword pierced his back of the head.

The people in the buildings on both sides of the street were shocked to see this scene——

Did the Tiger Claw Gang kill the son of an unknown executive of Arasaka?

Maeda put away the samurai sword, and two motorcycles arrived behind him.

To be honest, the civilians were shocked, and the gang members were even more shocked.

Aren't they Arasaka's dogs?

Is this a dog-eat-dog thing?

"The curfew applies to everyone, without discrimination."

After saying that, he looked at the little girl who had been scared to pee on the sidewalk. The little girl was terrified and wanted to stand up and run but had no strength at all.

"Don't kill me. I just want to go out to buy some medicine for our family."

"Get out, don't walk on the avenue."

After saying that, Maeda called his men to continue patrolling the streets, and he got back in the sports car.

It will take some time to implement the curfew throughout Westbrook, but Japan Street has basically been achieved.

[Maeda: Burger King-san, the curfew on Japan Street is being promoted normally. ]

[Susie: It's normal here on Mox too. ]

".The Tiger Claw Gang just killed the son of an Arasaka employee."

"That can only be blamed on his lack of eyesight. I said that those who appear on the street within the specified time will see their own abilities."

"But the competition hasn't started yet."

"Ms. Abernathy, you are wrong. I didn't say that this rule is only valid after the competition starts. If that stupid company dog ​​wants to avenge his son, let him come to the track that day."

In the next life nightclub, there are three people sitting in the small room.

Abernathy, the representative from Arasaka, and Stout, the representative from Military Technology.

After Lil choked Abernathy, Stout admired him: Yes, that's it, don't give Arasaka face.

"The Japanese like to break the rules."

"I didn't ask you to come here to say this, just to inform you, you don't want the Night City market to be occupied by Europeans, right?"

Abernathy's eyes didn't fluctuate, she smiled instead: "If you have guts, Arasaka has been paying attention to you, you are right."

Lil took out a tablet and pointed it at the middle of the table with his fingers: "That's great, both of you, as the two largest arms dealers in Night City, you can't just watch and not do anything, right?

Also, don't trip me up in this matter, so let's be honest.

What you can and can't do, talk it out at one time, and.

Remember not to let your employees walk on the main road, bullets don't have eyes."

"I have no objection, get it done quickly."

As Abernathy nodded, Stout also put out the cigarette in his hand.

There won't be too many conflicts between the two sides on this matter, so there isn't much room for negotiation.

Lille needs them to reach an agreement:

On the surface, they are responsible for maintaining public order, but in fact they only need to guard their own land, and the main track will bypass their real estate.

This is a stamp, so that he can also get the media resources of two large corporate media, WNS and News 54.

Of course, if they want to sponsor something, Lille will also be happy to accept it.

The negotiations began, and this small tablet wrote more and more content as the two sides exchanged again and again.

[Little Octopus: Big brother, the other side is also going to fight, and the Suez garrison has movements. ]

[Lille: I know. ]

[Unstable energy burst: two hours]