The Creators: From Night City

Because the Workers' Mutual Aid Association had nothing to do with Anti-Entropy on the surface, Dolio was not wearing the [Heavenly General] combat uniform at the moment. The heavy [Annihilation] could only be placed on the support frame built in advance, and the even heavier ammunition box was placed behind him.

This makes it look even more difficult to deal with.

"Someone reported you for illegal assembly and attempted illegal parade."

Seeing that the other party did not open fire right away, the police officer got out of the car even though he felt a little lacking in confidence.

This reason made Dolio and her group laugh. Indeed, this is indeed a rule in the Night City security law, but have you ever seen anyone abide by it?

This is the Night City with simple folk customs!

"C, I've never seen you guys care about murder and arson, why are you suddenly going crazy today?"

"I advise you to watch your mouth." The black police officer shouted harshly.

"Why, you're not convinced!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen armed men from [Anti-Entropy] armed with live ammunition emerged from the surrounding buildings and surrounded the three police cars.

The police officer who spoke first glanced at the weapons in the hands of the other group of people. They were all long weapons, submachine guns, rifles, and a light machine gun.

Touching the 'JKE-X2 Kenshin-Kai' around his waist, he swallowed hard.

He bought this gun with his own money. It was the DR5 Nova, which was uniformly equipped by the NCPD. It couldn't even penetrate the opponent's bulletproof skin at a distance of twenty meters.

But he still drew the pistol from his waist, even though he had lost the battle.

"You are obstructing law enforcement. I urge you to stay out of the way."

"Law. Now you remember to talk to me about law." Dolio leaned on [Anti-Entropy] and was full of confidence.

"Rebecca, show him what the law is."

Amid the little girl's cheers, two Hercules arms appeared holding a heavy gun that was almost as tall as her.

Dolly was not lying. The killer weapon sponsored by Jiang Bingyou is called [Law].

The gun adopts Jiang Bing's consistent design concept of powerful brick flying, and is matched with matching bullets to truly achieve equality for all under the law.

The muzzle diameter is an astonishing 40 mm, and what it fires is more like a cannonball than a bullet.

Armor-piercing shells, armor-fragmenting shells, anti-tank shells, shrapnel shells, high-explosive grenades, and plasma shells.

These types of ammunition, which usually appear in howitzer barrels, were concentrated by Jiang Bing into the barrel of [Law].

It's called a gun, but it's pronounced as a cannon.

The crazy loli had just got the big gun and was feeling very fresh about it. When she heard Dolio's order, she pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger at the abandoned house next to her without hesitation.

As a deafening roar sounded, the prosthetic arm named "Friend" simultaneously deployed its recoil structure under the influence of the huge recoil of the gun. The multi-stage force-unloading device that expanded outward like flowing water made the arms thicker.

Even so, Rebecca was pushed by the recoil and slid a short distance on the concrete road.

Corresponding to the inhuman recoil is inhuman power.

Rebecca loaded shrapnel shells, which are supposed to have thin walls, be filled with gunpowder and small steel balls or steel arrows, steel balls, etc., and have air-burst shells with time fuses. However, Jiang Bingmo changed them to collision fuses, thickened the rear end wall, and replaced them with high explosives, so that the damage caused by the explosion would be more concentrated in the front half.

The outer walls of the abandoned house were directly gnawed away by the spraying steel balls.

Dolio's pre-battle intimidation is incredibly effective.

The policemen in the three cars gave up the idea of ​​hiding in the cars like turtles, but they did not dare to engage in direct fire. They could only look at the leading police officer with hope.

"C, believe it or not, I'm calling the Terrorist Squad."

As the ultimate armed force of Night City, the Terrorist Squad's terrifying suppression power is built on piles of bones.

"You will surely die before them."

Dolio was not intimidated at all and refuted it firmly.

The other party obviously wanted to back down.

But when dealing with officials, you can't be so rough.

Old Logan's role is reflected at this moment.

He pulled himself away from the crowd and revealed the name of the NCPD officer who had called out from a distance.

"Eden, what are you doing here, you little bastard?"

"Uncle Logan?"

The tense situation immediately turned into a large-scale family reunion scene.

NCPD is also human, and as one of the ten professions with the highest mortality rate in Night City, they generally give priority to recruiting residents of the area. Local police take care of local affairs, which can significantly reduce the number of casualties among grassroots police officers.

There are also pensions.

"Why, I can't be here, what are you doing?"

The black police officer had just received a humiliation and spoke in a more submissive manner.

Chapter 127 History Repeats Itself

"I'm just following the rules. I received instructions from higher-ups saying that some people are illegally gathering here and want to cause trouble."

"It's to prevent residents from gathering and marching in large numbers."

Old Locke revealed the secret in one sentence.

"Those gangs are always showing up in groups of three or five, parading across the border, but I've never seen you do anything about it."

Eden sighed, "That's different."

Old Logan glared and asked, "What's the difference?"

“They have guns.”

It makes sense and is convincing.

Fortunately, old Logan is no longer the impoverished Wu A'mon he used to be.

He patted the pistol on his waist and said loudly, "What a coincidence, we have one too."

"I know those officials are afraid that if someone organizes a public opinion demonstration, it will be reported by the media and they will be slapped in the face by the soles of their shoes."

Old Logan's sophisticated remarks left the other party speechless.

"After all, stability is above all else."

Looking at his nephew who was speechless after being scolded, Old Logan stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder and gave him a guarantee.

"Don't worry"

The gunmen from [Anti-Entropy] around Old Logan's virtual point seemed to have circled most of the people in the Coronado Ranch.

"We're not good people. I promise the above situation won't happen. I won't make things difficult for you."

As the saying goes, killing people and setting fires will earn you a golden belt, but repairing bridges and roads will leave no corpses.

As long as there is no international public outcry and the leather chairs of the Coronado Ranch city council members are not endangered, minor acts such as murder and arson are allowed.

After all, in Night City, if you haven't been caught, it doesn't mean the crime has happened. Similarly, if you haven't been exposed, it doesn't happen.

That way, everyone can continue playing music and dancing.

An anonymous money chip moved from old Logan's pocket to his hand, then from his hand to Eden's hand, and finally settled in his pocket.

"Let's go back and buy some food for the brothers. It's not easy to come out here."

For the sake of old Logan and the weapons in the hands of the others, the NCPD turned their cars around and went home, and along the way they sold out the people who reported their illegal assembly.

Sixth Street Gang.

Night City can't hide anything new, just like a dog's kennel can't hide leftover dry food.

No matter how efficiently things are done, they cannot escape the web of conflicting interests. Following this line, the mastermind behind many things can be found without any evidence.

This is true for the Sixth Street Gang and the Workers' Mutual Aid Association.

The accounts had to be settled, but the most important thing at the moment was to settle the long-overdue accounts with East Construction Company.

Incidentally, this was the first shot fired by the workers' mutual aid association.

Although it was called a workers' mutual aid association, the number of workers among those who went on the first armed wage-demanding expedition was very small, and the vast majority were members of [Anti-Entropy].

Abbreviated as "托".

There is no way around it. As typical representatives of the mob, the lower-class workers are cowardly and cruel, brave and cowardly, blindly obedient and independent, shrewd and stupid, and full of quantum duality.

What traits can be displayed depends entirely on external influences.

To put it nicely, what Old Logan did was to be a pioneer for the people and to carry out the mission of heaven. To put it less nicely, you could call him a spiritual leader and an opinion leader. Of course, if you insist that he was manipulating public opinion and coercing the masses, no one would refute it.

Anyway, this kind of thing has been repeated hundreds and thousands of times throughout history, and there has never been anything new.

At the head of the team was a fat figure.

Tom Selvig, the former head of East Construction, walked in front, raising his arms and shouting, just short of raising a banner to plead for the people.

"Friends, East Construction Company can't distinguish between good and evil. The board of directors is incompetent. They withhold wages and cause loss of life. They are ready to die."

"We're not here for anything else this time, just for one thing: fairness! Fairness! F*cking fairness!"

The fat man shouted at the top of his lungs, which was inspiring.

There was no way out. He was one of the people who were owed wages. Just because he still had a conscience and spoke out a few truths, he was implicated in what David and Lucy did and was fired by the company. He could no longer tolerate it and decided to stab the cannibal in the back.

No matter how high-sounding the story is, or how justifiable the reasons are, it is ultimately an armed struggle.

Despise the enemy strategically and value the enemy tactically.

If a large crowd of people rushed over like this and saw a little blood, 80% of them would immediately back off.

Fortunately, most of this group of people are organized and standardized personnel, and all obstacles have basically been eliminated in advance.

The entire operation can be seen as a carefully planned show, the purpose of which is to establish a banner of justice on the Coronado Ranch.

This is almost the history of the Six Street Gang's rise to power, and it is just as effective when used by [Anti-Entropy] now.

Jerez Street, East Construction Company.

Just as hundreds of workers rushed to the door, Lucy, who had already obtained access to the security system, remotely shut down the factory security alert on the rooftop.

Without the deterrent effect of the machine gun tower, the security guard was instantly pinned to the spot by the [Anti-Entropy] security personnel disguised as workers.

A flood of humanitarian aid began to sweep across the entire factory area.

The security team, which numbered less than two digits, chose to surrender immediately.

After all, no matter how poor these hundred people are, they still have a pistol in their hands.

The money is public, but your life is your own.

The security system was removed, and the production equipment was removed.

Office furniture, supplies, interior decoration, vehicles, all the dismantled items were dismantled and transferred to the cars of the homeless people who were waiting at the door.

Tom Selvig, acting as an insider, led a group of elite soldiers straight into the enemy's lair.

What about the Finance Department, Production Department, Sales Department, General Manager's Office, and Chairman's Office.

Nothing will be left behind except the wall.

At the beginning of the operation, Old Logan never thought that he could get the money. The funds in the company's account were all in the account of the European Community. If he wanted to get the money, he had to either beat up the boss of the construction company, Kadar Garcia, and ask for authorization from him, or kill the Internet monitor.

The former is not in the company, and the latter is currently a pipe dream.

Therefore, the course of action this time is to clear out the factory and use assets to repay debts.

Anyway, Anti-Entropy will buy all these bits and pieces and convert them into euros to compensate the workers who have been harmed.

conscience!

Rebecca kicked her calves and rushed to the front of the team. She fired a shot from a distance, which opened a hole in the back wall of the computer room.

When several people rushed into the computer room, the half-baked maintenance personnel were performing the French military salute.

According to the company's rules and regulations, he should take the initiative to destroy all data in the computer room and preserve the company's property as soon as he determines that the situation is irreversible.

However, the attacker worked so hard to get here, only to find that all the data had been deleted. Who was the unlucky one then?

Of course it’s him who earns several thousand euros a month.