Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 463 76. Use it yourself

"Karl, we haven't seen each other for a while."

"It's been a while since we last met. Where's Thor?"

"It's on the left, just go straight over there. He's also obsessed with that thing and hasn't come out for a while. Do you want to come over for a drink when you're done? V comes here more frequently than anyone else in your team, so it's not easy for him to see you."

"I think it's because of Panam that he comes so often. Not today, but I can do it when I'm free."

Carl got off the hovercraft, said hello to Mitch, a friend he had met in Adecado these days, and headed in the direction he pointed, intending to see what Thor, the leader of Adecado, was doing now.

As Carl was walking, he saw an NCPD police car parked over there. An NCPD officer who was probably on a field trip was drinking and resting at the small bar in the Adecado camp. When he saw Carl, he followed several Adecado personnel next to him and raised his glass to Carl and nodded.

Carl nodded back.

The current transportation route of Adecado - Six Street Gang - NCPD has been implemented for nearly half a year, and this route has been stabilized. Every gang can make money, and they all want to maintain this route. Some can make a good living, and they also want to maintain it. It is naturally not difficult to become familiar with each other.

With the help of mutual interests, friendships were established at an astonishing speed. In the current situation, it was not uncommon for NCPD officers on field duty to occasionally appear at Camp Adecado, and for Adecado personnel to receive help from NCPD officers in the city. In this environment, only the members of the Sixth Street Gang maintained a slightly old-fashioned attitude, close but not too close. However, considering the military technology behind them, this semi-closeness might be the best attitude.

In Carl's impression, recently the deputy chief, Mr. Johnson, seems to have more say in the police station than the chief. It is foreseeable that after the current chief retires, he will definitely be the next NCPD chief.

This is also understandable.

Mr. Johnson came from a low-income family and had quietly dedicated himself to the most difficult and unappreciative patrol police position for more than ten years. In every operation, he always rushed to the front and did the most dangerous work. He always used his salary to subsidize his subordinates. He spent so much money that he had to save up for a long time to buy a military-grade rifle.
After being promoted, he still maintained this style. Once he had funds, he would always give priority to upgrading his subordinates' equipment for their safety or provide compensation to the families of the fallen NCPD police officers. How could such a boss's ability to command within the bureau be surpassed by a chief who succeeded the previous chief simply because the previous chief passed away?

The last chief who passed away laid off more than half of the police officers and cut their benefits when he took office. It was natural that a person like him was unpopular and had no ability to command.

People like Mr. Johnson, he is the first to go when there is something to do, his subordinates eat the meat first, and he gets to drink the leftover soup. It would be strange if such a boss is not popular and has no ability to give orders.

The next NCPD chief will probably be rotated in soon.

Thinking about Mr. Johnson, Carl also thought about the current attitude of NCPD officers towards him.

That's a bit
Recalling the scene when he met with NCPD police officers and some of them started calling him "sir", Carl felt strangely uncomfortable.

Carl himself likes to call people older than him "Sir" out of respect for their age, but that doesn't mean he can get used to being called "Sir" by people older than him.

He is not a mafia member, and he still needs the police to call him "sir". He can't stand this kind of respect. Although Carl can understand that they are well-intentioned, it still feels...
Karl could only say that maybe he really wasn't used to being treated respectfully.

As he was thinking, Carl arrived in front of the armored tent. The place where he was now was the core of the entire Adecado. Even the place where the leader lived was not worth mentioning compared to this place, because the leader of Adecado could be replaced, but if the cargo vehicle that the entire Adecado tribe relied on for survival was damaged, then everyone in the camp would starve to death.

There were also a lot of people from the Adekado tribe in this place, and everyone was basically busy. However, when they saw Carl's face coming, they still took the time to greet Carl and pointed the way:
"It's been a while. How have you been, Carl? Come inside. Sol is in there. You brought some powerful stuff this time."

"It's been a while since we last met. This is indeed a powerful thing, but it's not as good as the armored vehicles you like more, right?"

"One is something that I like so much that I can't believe it, and the other is something that I can't believe it. I like both of them. Do you rent this thing out? I just saw Thor's eyes light up. I guess I can offer you a high price."

"This thing doesn't work. We like it a lot too. We're going to go back and tinker with it. If you want it, I can help you find a drone. That thing will be more useful to you, right?"

"Besides, you should discuss this with Thor."

After chatting for a few words, the people working at the door didn't block Carl's way and waved their hands to make way, then went on with their work. Carl just walked into the armored tent, which was five or six meters high and more than ten meters long, from the position they made way for, and saw Thor jumping down from a tall machine.

When Thor jumped down, he saw Carl who had just walked in from the door. Just as the Adecardo people at the door said, his eyes were so bright that they seemed to be sparkling.

"It's fully equipped, and heavy duty. How did you get this thing, Karl? It's not lucky to get it into the city. Why don't you just leave it here? We won't charge you for storage."

"Get lost Thor."

Seeing Thor, who used to give people a tough guy feeling and spoke calmly, now saying shameless words, Carl felt that it was not good to be too familiar with him.

I shouldn't have exposed this thing in front of the tough guy.

No matter how tough a guy is, he would be moved by this thing.

Carl looked at the machine that Thor jumped off and found that it was surprisingly high.

It's almost 2.6 meters tall, and just from the appearance you can tell that it's a special armor that's extremely thick. Ordinary grenades and artillery shells can't cause any damage to it.

Taking a deep breath of the dusty and oily air, Carl had to admit that he was also moved.

"We plan to use this ACPA ourselves."

(End of this chapter)