Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 133 111. Terrorist Mobile Team

T-BUG, Carl knew this name as familiarly as he knew Jack and Victor.

In the demonstration he watched before arriving in 2075, T-BUG was the hacker in V and Jack's team.

As for her impression
A dark-skinned bald woman?
It seems I have to take this job.

"Any information about Wakako's mission?"

Carl wanted to accept the mission, but for the general situation, he still had to consult Jack, who had more experience in street life.

"Wakako? I don't have much to say about her, because I'm not very familiar with the middlemen in that area of ​​Japan Street."

Jack thought for a while and said, "But I heard that she has some background in the Tiger Claw Gang, and her missions often involve the rich in Charter Hill and North Oak Park in Westbrook. It seems that she is more successful than ordinary middlemen in socializing with the rich."

“Does it involve the wealthy people of Charter Hill and North Oaks?”

Carl reminisces about Charter Hill and North Oaks.

[Charter Hill]: A relatively new area in Night City, it is the best choice for a large number of ambitious middle-level corporate executives with certain assets to live in.

[North Oak Park]: During the reconstruction of Night City, the area once became a refugee shelter. After being cleaned up and renovated by the company, North Oak Park has now become a dreamy high-end residential area.

Only the most elite people in the business world and celebrities are lucky enough to live there. Luxurious manor villas, exquisite artificial landscapes, adjustable micro-ecological communities, and mechanism-based security guarantees are just the basics that residents of North Oak Park have.

“People living in that kind of place would also seek help from middlemen?”

"Some things are not easy to do openly. Even though those company people always say that middlemen are dogs on the street waiting for companies to feed them, when dogs are really needed, they will rush to throw meat to them."

Jack said this with a hint of sarcasm, and then asked, "So what is Carl's mission about?"

"It's similar to the mission we received from Faraday. We need to go to a certain place to rescue someone. However, the attachment doesn't say who to rescue, nor where the person was abducted. We need to contact the hacker named T-BUG for all this."

"As expected of a middleman who has made a name for himself in the Westbrook District."

Oliver, who was driving, did not have time to look at the attachment sent by Carl. He just listened with his ears. When he heard that there was no goal or location for saving a person, he showed a look of approval.

"He's much better than that Faraday guy. At least he knows the confidentiality of a job. She can feel more relaxed when she has a middleman like him doing the work."

If it was that guy Faraday, he might have sent the detailed information to three or four teams of mercenaries at the same time and asked them to help with the work. In that case, even if one of the teams really accepted it, the job would not be easy if the news leaked out to the other teams of unfamiliar mercenaries.

"I think you just dislike Faraday. Sending the detailed information of the mission to us mercenaries will be just what we want. We can also think about whether to accept this job based on the detailed information."

Carl complained about Oliver.

For a mercenary, refusing a mission before agreeing to take it and refusing it after agreeing to take it are two different things. For the former, he did not agree to it in the first place, so refusing it certainly would not damage his reputation. But for the latter, he agreed and then refused, and his reputation in Night City would plummet to the bottom.

For mercenaries, what they like is what Faraday does, although it will increase the difficulty of accepting missions, it can better make those who do not accept missions give up and will not damage their reputation.

Regarding Carl's complaints about his dislike for Faraday, Oliver admitted that there was some reason for this, but for him, the bigger reason was another one.

"The main thing is, the main thing is this job. Wakako is willing to pay 40,000, Karl. In her words, a small job is worth 40,000. Just think about it, how much is the first job we did for Faraday worth."

Oliver still remembers that number.

"Six thousand euros, just give him six thousand euros. How much do you think he took? At least the forty thousand euros that Wakako gave me can make me feel that my account will definitely increase."

"The difficulty of the work is different, the price may be different, and"

"Bang, bang, bang!" The sudden gunshots interrupted Carl's words and made the three passengers on the Sky Hera tense.

"enemy?"

Jack immediately bent down and looked out through the car window.

"Is this the person who retreated from Arasaka before? Didn't they give up the mission?"

"The gunshots were some distance away from us."

Subconsciously, he pulled out Carl's gun and quickly determined the direction of the gunshot. He looked in that direction and after seeing the situation clearly, he realized that he, Jack, and Oliver were too nervous.

"It's just a normal robbery."

What appeared in the sight of the three people were four thugs who had intercepted a vehicle on the road and held it hostage. They were now firing at the sky as a deterrent while dragging out the owner of a luxury car.

"It's the middle of the night, and this kind of thing always happens."

Jack looked at the limousine owner who was being dragged out of the car by the gangsters and squatting there with his head in his hands: "If I were him, I would not stop the car, but directly hit it."

"Maybe his car wasn't bulletproof?"

In the dark night, Carl, who was not very familiar with cars, could not tell the specific model of the luxury car illuminated by the street lights. All he could see was the luxury under its streamlined and graceful appearance.

"How could it not be bulletproof? That's the 'Gudra 66 Type 640 TS'. For that car, the excellent bulletproof glass is just the least boastful part in the marketing."

Oliver, who was quite knowledgeable about cars, recognized the luxury car at a glance under the dim street lights and even told him the model number.

"It's been twenty years since that car was launched in 2055, but its speed and appearance still rank it among the top five on the streets of Night City in my mind. It's a pity that this car was hijacked by a roadside thug."

Although he expressed regret, Oliver had no intention of intervening in the matter.

They are mercenaries, not nice guys. This kind of roadside robbery should be handled by the NCPD.

"These bastards are doomed."

Jack made a direct statement: "I remember there is a surveillance camera nearby. They actually hijacked the car directly on the main road. If I were the owner of the car, I would send these guys to jail even if it cost me some money."

“Maybe there’s no need to look back.”

Carl said this and raised his head. He saw a pitch-black hovercraft approaching rapidly, almost blending into the darkness.

"I feel like they're dead now."

"That is."

Listening to Carl's words, Oliver and Jack followed Carl's line of sight and saw the black hovercraft. The moment Oliver saw it clearly, he called out its name.

"The Manticore. The military-tech Manticore with the NCPD logo!"

This floating vehicle was designed with military technology for the purpose of military operations. In today's Night City, only a group of people will purchase it and then spray the letters symbolizing NCPD on its shell.

That group of people is.
"Terrorist Mobile Team!"

(End of this chapter)