Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 134 112. What will happen

The Terrorist Squad is an elite special operations unit within the NCPD, and their only duty is to eliminate cyber psychopaths. However, the Terrorist Squad, which actually has absolute autonomy, is not limited to eliminating cyber psychopaths.

For these people who enjoy the most advanced prosthetics, the most original equipment, as well as the power of law enforcement, the power of punishment and many other rights, they often do something special out of "interest".

For example, recruiting the cyber psychopaths they want to kill to join the terrorist mobile team, or doing some small heroic deeds during the mission. For example, now, this group of terrorist mobile team, which seems to have just completed the mission, has become interested in the four thugs who robbed the car below.

The four thugs did not notice the floating car approaching in the night. They just waved their hands excitedly and circled around the Goodla Type 66. They seemed very satisfied with the car they had robbed. Just when one of the thugs walked to the front of the car and admired this beautiful car that had fallen into their hands, the Goodla Type 66 was suddenly started.

The driver was clearly kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands, and the keys had been taken away. No one should have been able to control the car, but when the gangster walked to the front of the car, the car started moving.

Start at full speed.

The engine of the Goodla 66 suddenly roared, and it was worthy of being the excellent sports car praised by Oliver. It took only a moment to start and accelerate. Before the gangsters beside the other cars could come to their senses, the roaring sports car had already run over the gangster who was watching the vehicle in front. Until his death, the gangster did not realize that the beautiful car in his eyes was crashing towards him.

'Have you taken over the vehicle's controls and set it off at full speed?'

Watching the Goodla Type 66 crashing forward and breaking a telephone pole before coming to a stop next to a flower bed, Carl's gaze shifted back to the hovercraft. The side of the hovercraft had been opened, and a member of the terrorist mobile team wearing night vision goggles was operating a laptop while observing the situation below.

'Is he the hacker in this terrorist squad?'

In Carl's thinking, the three thugs, who had only just come to their senses from the accidental death of their companion, the first thing they did was to point their guns at the owner of the luxury car who was lying on the ground with his head in his hands.

The obvious thing to do.

The vehicle belonged to this guy, and it suddenly started and crushed their companion to death. In their opinion, it was this guy who did something.

The first person to speak was the tallest of the remaining three.

"You are still not behaving yourself now, you bastard!"

Amid angry shouts, the thug holding the Arasaka Tamaki pistol pulled the trigger without hesitation. He originally wanted to spare the guy's life, rob the car and money and leave, but he didn't expect this guy to be so ignorant that he still wanted to resist at this time.

Take a bullet to the head first!

At the moment when the gangster pulled the trigger, a fully armed member of the terrorist mobile team jumped down from the hovercraft, and his landing point was
"puff!"

“Dingka!”

Along with the sound of flying bullets hitting the lampshade, there was the sound of human bones breaking through the flesh and blood under the heavy burden.

A member of the terrorist squad holding a shotgun jumped directly from the hovercraft onto the gangster who fired the shot.

Wearing heavy equipment and the added gravity from jumping directly from a height of six meters, the thug at the feet of the terrorist mobile team could no longer be described as a "human". Now he was just a pool of bloody mud.

Seeing the terrorist squad crashing in front of them, the remaining two thugs were stunned.

When the brain is hit by a huge impact, there will be a moment of blankness. After that, it will slowly start to process things according to the severity of the situation.

Which thing is more important to deal with?

Is it more important that the leader of this mission was stepped on like a cockroach, or that he met the terrorist mobile team?

Without a doubt, the latter is more important.

"The Terrorist Squad!"

In the voices of disbelief, fear, and tears, the bodies of the two thugs reacted before them. When the human body faces fear, it cannot control certain physiological reactions, such as urinary incontinence.

The words that these two thugs usually use to mock others on the street have now become facts and appeared in their crotches.

In Night City, gangsters have nothing to fear.

If there are gang members who are more powerful than them, what would those gang members be afraid of?
Cyberpsychopaths, that group of people don't care who is behind them, they will kill anyone when they get sick.

So who can solve cyberpsychosis?
The Terrorist Squad, that group of lunatics are made up of cyber psychopaths!
They had never thought in their lives that they would face a terrorist squad. The consciousness of these two thugs had reached the limit of their mental endurance due to the shock.

Their eyes rolled back and they were so frightened that they fainted.

"Huh? I feel dizzy."

The man from the terrorist squad who was about to raise his shotgun to shoot the two thugs saw the two thugs faint. He scanned with his prosthetic eyes under the night vision goggles and quickly confirmed their life status.

"The sympathetic nerves were excited, the heart rate increased, the blood pressure rose, and I actually fainted."

After learning that the two thugs were frightened unconscious, the members of the terrorist squad who were about to shoot suddenly retracted their weapons.

"No fun, he's really a gangster."

After shaking his head, the hovercraft dropped slightly in altitude. He exerted force with his legs and jumped directly to a height of four meters, leaping onto the hovercraft.

"Let's go, we've dealt with the little things."

The sides of the Terrorist Squad's hovercraft were quickly closed again, and they left in a hurry just like when they came.

To them, rescuing citizens on the road seemed to be just a little thing to kill time. After they lost interest, they were no longer interested.

"The equipment they're wearing looks really good."

As Jack was sighing, he watched the hovercraft leave and out of the corner of his eye he saw the owner of the luxury car stand up.

The owner of the robbed luxury car walked to the rotten body, picked up the jade ring that had fallen from his hand, walked to the two unconscious thugs, shot one of them in the head, and then threw away the jade ring as if nothing had happened, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, and threw it on the body.

"Sure enough, this is Night City."

Oliver sighed as he watched the owner of the sedan, whose front end was dented, walk towards his luxury car as if nothing had happened.

"Who says it isn't?"

As Carl spoke, his eyes were fixed on the hovercraft in the night until it disappeared from his sight.

Terrorist Mobile Team.

Seeing is believing.

Sure enough, it’s very strong.

I just don’t know what would happen if I faced it myself.

　P.S. Defeat Ratan
　　
　
(End of this chapter)