Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 168 27. North Oak District

"This is my first time in North Oak District. I have to say, the places where the elites live are different."

After getting off the car and closing the door, Carl looked at the North Oak District, which was higher than other places in Night City. He looked around for a while, but did not see what he wanted to see. He asked Johnson with some confusion:
"Mr. Johnson, isn't it said that the North Oak District is heavily guarded? If you move around a little, there will be countless security robots and sentry machine guns aimed at you. Why does it feel so peaceful here?"

"You're talking about the time before the reconstruction. The current situation in Night City is that no matter how vigilant it is, the entire area cannot be turned into a bunker. The powerful people who own villas are not confident about the overall security. Compared to the rich area of ​​Charter Hills, which was in charge of defense before the reconstruction and is now only inhabited by middle-level corporate executives, the rich people in North Oak District, as a newly emerging rich area, trust the people they hire more."

Johnson said, shrugging his shoulders: "After all, this place is where people from Militech, Arasaka, and other companies all need to live."

Companies that have conflicts with each other cannot trust others to take care of their overall security.

"I see."

After being briefed by a local in Night City about the current situation in the North Oak District, Carl understood something: "So, I don't need to fight my way in against dozens of sentry machine guns deployed on the roadside and armed drones patrolling constantly?"

"He may have these things in his villa, but don't count on them outside."

“That lowered my expectations.”

It's a pity for Carl. He had just practiced the relevant breakthrough training in the training chip not long ago, and he was thinking about doing it according to the program in the training chip, but the result was like this?
"But you can't be careless. After all, who knows what kind of security those people will set up in their houses? Anyway, I can only send you here. Do you know the rest of the journey?"

"That's clear Mr. Johnson."

Carl smiled and said, "It's called the Overlook Villa, with a private garden and swimming pool. The two people explained it very clearly, and I found it after a quick search. It's strange that a guy who lives in a mansion with five or six million euros and five bedrooms and three bathrooms would save a few thousand euros at the cost of human life. It's really ironic." (Refer to the price of modern California single-family villas)

"It's ironic that one can live in a villa like this."

Johnson didn't say anything else, but just handed the Ajax, which he had just got, to Carl.

Carl looked at the Ajax handed over by Johnson, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a little surprise: "Is it okay?"

"You have to pay it back."

"I know, but is this really okay?"

"Just count me in as one."

After Johnson forced the gun into Carl's hand, he turned his head away and said, "I can't help you with the operation, but you have to count me in for the equipment. Be careful with it. I just bought it and I haven't even fired a few shots yet."

"of course."

Carl was not concerned about Ajax, a gun he could buy whenever he wanted, but attached more importance to the significance of Johnson handing him the gun. After taking the gun in his hand, he looked at Jed and Kenichi Shiro and said, "Wait a minute, let me go first." Kenichi Shiro was his superior and the bystander tester of this mission, so there was naturally no reason to let him go first. As for Jed, he would just use a Lexington, and letting him directly face the possible security in the villa would be asking him to die. For this job, Carl had planned to clean up the villa by himself from the beginning. Originally, he relied on All Night, and without the support of Jack and others, his firepower was still a little insufficient. But now that he had Ajax, it would be different.

After checking his gun, Carl started forward.

To be honest, the North Oak District located on the hill is worthy of its name. The street lighting condition is much better than that in Night City. When walking on the winding mountain road, Carl could not see a single street lamp that was off due to poor maintenance. The bright lights on the roadside were like some kind of guide, accompanying Carl's continuous steps and supporting him to go higher.

Karl had only one thought in his mind.

"Walking uphill is so tiring. Do those elites really like high places? Not only in their offices and negotiation places, but they also like to live in high places."

If it wasn't difficult for NCPD to send him directly to North Oak, Carl really hoped that Mr. Johnson could send him to the door. In that case, he would only need to step in with his gun and finish the job without having to walk.

The professional driver is not here.
Compared to Carl who was complaining in his heart while walking, the two people walking behind him showed completely different attitudes.

Kenichi Shiro still had that calm expression on his face, but his artificial eye kept flashing, as if it was transmitting some kind of signal or communicating. Jed, on the other hand, held Lexington tightly, his expression showing both excitement and nervousness.

Even Oliver, who came from a gang family, had never participated in gang fights before joining the Sixth Street Gang. Not to mention that Jed's family was a logistics family. Normally, he had only confronted street thugs with guns. This was the first time in his life that he had experienced something as exciting as looking for trouble with an elite.

"Is this the exciting life of a mercenary? Oliver does this every day."

If Carl knew what Jed was thinking at this moment, he would definitely make a comment.

When mercenaries go on a mission and are without their companions, they have to walk to do the work.

Fortunately, the distance is not far, otherwise, given Carl's lazy nature, he would really have to consider whether to ask passing vehicles on the side of the road to give him a ride.

There weren't many other things on the roads here, except for many luxury cars. The rich people living in the North Oak District drove past them, and from time to time many people looked at Carl and his friends from the car windows. From that feeling, those rich people also felt it was quite fresh.

People who live in the North Oak area don't need to walk.

However, their freshness did not last long.

Because for the dignitaries who are busy with various pleasures or affairs, these little things on the roadside are just a pastime that can be easily forgotten in their minds, and no one will care too much.

Unless this matter is closely related to them.

But the people walking on the roadside are closely related to them. How could such a thing be possible?
It can't be that he is just some street thug who is bold enough to attack them.

(End of this chapter)