Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 257 19. Diamond-shaped wooden blocks
"This mantis knife is really special."

Carl stared at the serrated mantis knife in the hand of the corpse on the ground. He didn't expect that someone would actually transform the mantis knife into the appearance of this kind of electric saw.

This sharp blade next to the wrist rotates like a saw, which always feels a bit familiar.
Carl thought of the anime he had watched in the past, in which an ultimate creature used a hand-derived weapon similar to this one.

Come to think of it, it’s quite handsome.

The hand turns into an electric saw, cutting objects along the path of the hand.
"Bang, bang, bang."

Listening to the sound, Carl turned his head slightly. Now the situation on the field was quite clear.

As Carl continued to kill, the military technology personnel, who had a huge manpower advantage, were besieging the few remaining attackers together with the wanderers.

Although the remaining attackers were still resisting with their subcutaneous armor and weapons, after Carl had eliminated all the elite personnel in their command and team, they were soon divided and surrounded by military technology that still had organizational capabilities and were fighting on their own.

'A very efficient way of fighting.'

Carl evaluated the battle commanded by Meredith, and had already given a score in his mind for this subordinate of Blanca.

Carl has never forgotten the personal commission from Blanca for this mission. Blanca mentioned it when she asked him to contact her subordinates and asked Carl to judge Meredith's loyalty and ability. Carl could not understand her loyalty, but he could see her abilities clearly.

For companies like Militech and Arasaka, being able to command people well in battle is definitely an outstanding talent. If nothing unexpected happens, it is only a matter of time before Meredith is promoted to the same position as Blanca.

'Overall, the evaluation is eight points. She is a very qualified company dog. The place that is more suitable for her is not the freight department, but the special operations department.'

Carl turned around and walked more than ten steps, picking up the classic that he had dropped on the ground. When he turned back, the last attacker was also eliminated.

These attackers were clearly too confident in their close-range combat capabilities.

If Carl and the military technology agents were not among the people they were facing, they could rely on the subcutaneous armor that almost everyone possessed and the firepower to wipe out everyone here. Unfortunately, Carl and the military technology agents were there.

These people are stronger than the ones from Military Technology, but not by much. In Carl's evaluation, they can easily take out the agents from Military Technology in a one-on-one fight, but don't count on them to fight one-on-two or one-on-three.

What's more, now it's not one on two or one on three, but one on five or even more.

After the last attacker was dealt with, Meredith walked over with a frown on her face. The first thing she said made Carl raise his eyebrows slightly: "These guys seem to be from Arasaka."

"Someone from Arasaka?"

Carl patted his clothes, revealing the Arasaka mark on his clothes under the dust: "Arasaka's people attacked Arasaka, could it be that they knew we were the attackers? But the escort personnel should not be able to send out a signal."

"I don't know why."

Meredith said this with an unusual firmness in her words: "But I will never mistake the Arasaka operatives. Their movements and the way they fight all reveal that they are personnel who have walked out of Arasaka's professional collective training. The Arasaka aura in their bones cannot be concealed."

"If someone from Militech said this, I would believe it."

The one who knows you best is often your enemy. When a military technology person said that the other party was an Arasaka person, this statement was quite valuable. Carl was about to say something when he heard a rustling sound in his earphones. This sound was like communication interference, and it was not only in Carl's earphones, but also in the earphones of every person present.

"Oops!"

Feeling this special interference sound, Meredith's expression changed. She turned her head suddenly and looked into the distance. Above the clouds on the horizon, the sky had changed.

"The storm is coming!"

"storm?"

Meredith explained to Carl: "It was a strong storm that was scheduled to arrive today. According to the scheduled time, it would arrive after we delivered the Arasaka cargo, and it would also effectively cover the traces of our actions. However, we did not expect to be attacked by another wave of Arasaka personnel, so we was delayed."

"That is to say?"

"We have to evacuate quickly. This is a Category 3 hurricane. If we are caught up by this storm, even if we are sitting in a car, we will be blown into the sky!"

After Meredith finished speaking, she hurried over and started commanding her subordinates by yelling at them.

A Category 3 hurricane could easily blow away houses in the wilderness. If they were unfortunate enough to encounter such a natural disaster head-on, they had better pray for a quick death, otherwise the various debris caught in the hurricane would grind the people in it into bloody pulp along with their bones.

Upon hearing that it was a Category 3 hurricane, Carl also took action.

He didn't want to be like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz, who was taken by a hurricane to the Land of Oz to meet the Lion, Tinhide and Mr. Scarecrow.

Not many people were paying attention to the cargo anymore after getting busy. Except for some vagrants who were really not afraid of death and kept stuffing equipment into their cars, the other people started the vehicles and threw out anything that would increase the weight, and even kicked the bodies of their colleagues who had fallen to the ground to the side.

They are now going to have a life-and-death race with the hurricane. Whoever slows down will die. It can be said that they are truly racing against death. At this time, who would care about their colleagues who are competing with them in the company?

Maybe the company would be happy for them not to bring back their colleague's body so that they can find an excuse for his disappearance and not pay the compensation.

When everyone was taking action to save their lives, Carl walked to the pile of apples rolling on the ground. He felt a little sorry that these fruits would be swept away by the storm and he could not take them away in a box, so he planned to at least put a few in his pocket.

Just as he picked up an apple, something rolled down from the pile of apples.

This is?

A diamond-shaped wooden block that rolled out of the broken apple box caught Carl's attention.

Without thinking too much, Carl picked up the piece of wood and the apples around it. He took the apples and ran towards the place where the military technology vehicle was.

Whatever it is, it's time to go now.

Three minutes after the convoy left, a storm swept through the area, sweeping away everything.

(End of this chapter)