Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 51 29. Worth doing

The attack happened faster than expected.

Even faster than Carl and the others thought.

They all thought that perhaps the attackers were waiting to attack them at the last moment, when they reached their destination and were most relaxed. So they were prepared to deal with the enemy in ten minutes. However, they did not expect that after they looked at the time, turned the corner and drove towards the Ganbi Building, the convoy behind them was attacked.

"boom!"

Carl, who was the first to come to his senses and roll off the car at the deafening sound of artillery fire, took defensive actions but was not attacked. Only then did he realize that the place where the sound broke out was not in their area.

He almost thought that even with all his vigilance, he still couldn't prevent the attack.

"The convoy in the rear was attacked. It seems that the attackers have already locked on their target this time."

Oliver got out of the car with Shingen. He was now certain that the attackers' previous retreat might not have been a forced retreat due to insufficient manpower, but rather some kind of test.

Regarding escort missions, there has always been a saying that the most obvious person may not be the target, because everyone knows that it is better to hide in the crowd than to dress up and walk on the road in a flashy manner.

"They attacked us before because they suspected that there was a target among us. After they confirmed that there was no target among us, they no longer had to bother with us."

As Oliver said this, he saw that the other mercenaries had already gotten out of the car and picked up their weapons.

"What do you mean Carl?"

Jack looked at Carl.

"Go back and save them."

Although the company dog ​​just watched them die without helping, the situation is different now. The target is under the protection of Arasaka security personnel. If the target dies, then this trip will be in vain.

"Any tactics, KK?"

Mann is now very convinced of Carl because of his performance.

"No."

Carl took out the Kenshin.

"Just kill them all."

He was not a professional bodyguard and did not know any protection tactics. He only knew that if he killed all the people who posed a threat to the target, the target would no longer be a threat.

There are a total of ten mercenaries left, six in addition to Carl, Jack, Oliver and Mann. Those six seemed to have discussed something while in the vehicle. After getting off the vehicle, one of them nodded to Carl and the others and ran away. The direction he was running was exactly opposite to the point where the target was attacked.

"So, you're running away now because you don't want to complete the mission?"

Just as Carl was thinking this, the leader of the remaining five people walked towards Carl.

"Your name is Carl, right? I just heard your companions call you that."

"you are?"

Looking at this middle-aged man who was probably around 40 or 50 years old and had various scars all over his face, Carl, who had been planning to rush to rescue the target, was a little confused. He didn't know why the other party was still trying to introduce himself to him at this time.

"Just call me Brown. We'll rescue the target in a moment. The protection of the target is in your hands. We've seen your abilities before. You're the most capable among our group."

"The protection of the target is left to me, what does this mean?"

Isn’t the goal something that everyone has to protect?

"We are all aware of this mission. Those who want to kill the target are not simple. If we can't stop them later, I will thank you for saving my companions just now. You run with the target and we will help you block it with our lives."

When the middle-aged mercenary said that he would risk his life to help Carl block the attacker, his expression was very calm, and the expressions of the four mercenaries behind him were also calm, as if it was supposed to be so.

Carl seemed to understand something suddenly.

He glanced at the back of the sixth mercenary who was almost out of sight. The middle-aged mercenary noticed Carl's eyes and he also turned around to look at the fleeing teammate.

"He is the youngest one in our team. If the mission is completed and we die, he will collect the reward from the middleman on behalf of our team. That money will be enough for our family to survive." As he said that, he walked past Carl and walked to the corner first with his four companions.

"Don't worry. We've already instructed him that if we all die and the mission fails, and we don't have the money to bury them separately, he will come back to help us collect our bones and bury them together. Do you mind being buried with us?"

"I don't mind that."

"That's fine."

The middle-aged mercenary smiled with his wrinkled face: "Then we'll go first. Remember, if you can't succeed, run with your goal. You're so young, don't die before us."

The man remained very calm from beginning to end. Only when he was about to die did he show a little smile. This smile disappeared at the bend when he and his companions turned the corner and gunshots were heard.

"Good man."

Mann patted Carl on the shoulder and quickly chased after him.

"Then I'll go first in this team."

He had said when he temporarily joined the team that he would stand in front.

"call"

Carl exhaled slightly, his eyes full of seriousness, an expression that Carl had never shown before.

In this world, is there anything heavier than the entrustment a person gives before dying?

This heavy burden has forced Carl to take it seriously.

When Carl, Oliver, and Jack came to the corner, what they saw was a chaotic battlefield.

There are now less than twenty of the thirty-seven Arasaka security personnel left. They were protecting the Sword of the Lake Girl and crashed into a shop. They were relying on the shop that looked like a convenience store for defense. Not far away from them, there were two teams of people rushing towards them with weapons.

One team is the attackers. They are easy to recognize because their Shingen submachine gun is so recognizable.

The other team is
"The scum of the Uzumaki Gang."

Looking at the members of the Whirlpool Gang who were holding all kinds of weapons and screaming over there, Jack rushed over with a Saratoga submachine gun, following Mann.

The current battlefield situation is.

The Arasaka security personnel who were protecting the target left the vehicle and were forced into a three-story convenience store on the side of the road. There was no cover in the convenience store and the door of the Sword of the Lake was also open. The target was unknown where he was now. In front of them, attackers with smart weapons and members of the Uzumaki Gang were rushing towards the convenience store together. On the side, a team of mercenaries arrived.

"I'll follow Mann and Jack. Carl, you go around to the back door of the convenience store. If there are no attackers with people surrounding them from behind, you run with your target."

Oliver glanced at Karl and said, “The target is left to you.”

"Are you planning to fight to the death as well?"

"Just think of it as me being infected."

As he spoke, Oliver also rushed forward.

And Carl also understood what he should do most now.

That's just like what Brown and Oliver said, run with a goal.

run.

Gotta run.

The target of the enemy's attack is the target. As long as the target runs away, they, a group of mercenaries, will not be targeted too much, and it is not impossible for them to survive at that time.

Carl had killed many people in 2075, but this was the first time he saved someone.

But this.
“It’s worth doing.”

(End of this chapter)