The Creators: From Night City

The main reason is that the other party's prosthetic doctor's skills are too poor.

Chapter 140: Fierce Battle Between Cities

“Under attack!”

The NCPD is no pushover. Although most patrol officers have only received dozens of hours of tactical training in the virtual network, it does not prevent them from pulling the trigger of the weapon in their hands.

Bullets rained down on the opponent, but they were all dodged by the high-speed motorcycles. A few bullets hit the Kusanagi CT-3X motorcycle and the opponent, but apart from splashing a few sparks, they could not break the defense.

The car has been reinforced and modified by the other party, and the people, as front-line edge walkers, are fully equipped with subcutaneous armor and key nano armor plates.

The female commander who was rescued by Jiang Bing was half lying in the bunker, organizing her team members at the top of her lungs and integrating firepower in order to carry out fire suppression more efficiently.

She twisted her neck because of the high-speed dodge Jiang Bing had led her to do earlier, and now most of her body was numb.

"boom!"

Along with the Mohawk man's arrogant laughter, bigger and louder explosions erupted from the center of several police cars that served as a blockade.

The explosion was so large in scale that, coupled with the simultaneous detonation of the fuel tank, the flames and smoke rising from the site formed a small mushroom cloud.

As the Night City residents watching the excitement screamed, Jiang Bing finally showed an expression of surprise on his face.

The attack was carried out by Gaoke Military Industry's T40 Hurricane individual rocket launcher.

As an arms enterprise of the Russian Federation, high-tech military products are characterized by being big, black, tough, durable and powerful.

So the T40 Hurricane doesn't put on airs. When it fires its rockets, it doesn't have the advanced lock-on features of a Canto Eight-Star gun; it doesn't read your temperature, measure barometric pressure, or remind you that your mom's birthday is coming up. You press a button, the rocket goes off, and it explodes on impact. That's it.

Without these smart functions that require a large number of sophisticated electronic components to support them, it is sturdy enough to be used as a hammer, and the price is so low that any other functions provided by similar competitors are nothing more than flashy products of decadent capitalism.

The only drawback is that the accuracy depends entirely on the user's own shooting skills.

The female commander was so frightened that she wanted to call the terrorist squad directly, but she found that external communications had been blocked at some point.

A thought flashed through her mind, 'The attackers are hackers!'

Jiang Bing raised his head to avoid a tungsten steel nail, and then moved sideways to avoid a Type 05 special high-explosive bomb that was obviously slower in speed by a hair's breadth.

"Damn, that's a bit tricky."

The Mohawk replied in the team chat, "Keep going. Even if he has the Krenzikov, it won't stay on forever."

"I will create opportunities for you."

The Kusanagi CT-3X roared crazily, and the friction between its tires and the ground produced a large cloud of black smoke.

The next moment, a motorcycle weighing several hundred kilograms with huge inertia crashed into the figure in the red windbreaker.

Following closely behind was the Mohawk man with the chainsaw machete already unsheathed.

The reason why ancient cavalry had terrifying dominance in war was not only due to their flexible mobility, but most importantly, the additional impact capability given by inertia.

He didn't need to do anything. He just had to adjust the angle of the weapon in his hand when the motorcycle passed by the opponent. He didn't even need to start the engine of the chainsaw machete. The lethal force given by inertia could easily dismember the opponent.

A trick that always works didn't work today.

The theoretical upper speed limit of the Kusanagi CT-3X model can reach 290 kilometers per hour.

The car he was sitting in had its power system specially modified by him, which greatly enhanced its short-distance acceleration capability.

When he crashed into his target at 140 kilometers per hour, he thought the other party would show some respect.

But what he didn't expect happened.

Not only did Jiang Bing fail to show him respect, he went even further.

Facing the charge of the cyber cavalry, Jiang Bing just took a small step to the left and passed by the motorcycle with a subtle distance of millimeters.

Yes, it is a physical sense that the car passed by.

The people in the car were stopped directly from the vehicle which was moving at 39 meters per second by his outstretched left arm.

The other party almost vomited bile.

The next second, under the gaze of the onlookers, the figures of the two people simultaneously turned into blurred mosaics, but only a moment later, the images of the two people became clear again.

It was just that Jiang Bing was holding the other person's neck.

After completing a series of fancy performances, Jiang Bing raised the cane he had been leaning on the whole time and pointed to the roof of a building in the distance.

"C, he spotted me from such a distance?"

The second sniper, holding a Nekomata technical sniper rifle, shouted in the communication channel.

"The middleman is definitely lying. He calls this a mediocre businessman!"

"Let's make this quick and easy. If we wait too long, the lid won't cover it."

"Also, the harrier is dead, and his vital signs have disappeared." The hacker's cold electronic voice flowed into the ears of the remaining members of the Edgewalker team through the cold wires.

"There's no need for you, an idiot hiding in that sewer, to tell me. I saw it." The voice of Sniper No. 1 trembled a little.

The "Eagle Eye IV" artificial eye of Qi Lu Si that he had spent a lot of money to modify had a zoom function of up to 64 times, so he saw Jiang Bing's brutal behavior clearly.

Jiang Bing shook the body of the Mohawk (harrier hawk) which looked limp due to the broken neck, and said something that scared the other party to death.

"It's a pretty good prosthetic, even with a second heart."

Jiang Bing led the opponent to continue dodging a Type 05 high-explosive bomb.

"But it's all in vain."

Under the horrified gaze of the female commander in the bunker, Jiang Bing did a ruthless job on the spot.

He pulled the man's head, along with most of the metal spine, out of his cavity.

The special electrolyte mixed with blood was scattered indiscriminately, making Boss Jiang look like a murderous evil demon.

There is no other way. Without such cruel means, the edge walker in front of him who has made most of his body into a cyborg could have survived.

The life-sustaining prostheses in his body are quite old, and it can be seen that he is a person who often fights in close combat with the enemy. Guang Jiang Bing took out three types of prostheses: a blood pump, a thrombin injector, and a secondary heart.

Throwing the Mohawk man's head to the ground, Jiang Bing looked coldly at his still trembling eyelashes and stepped on it without hesitation.

Snapped!

The sound was not loud, just like a watermelon being crushed.

"Are we attacking Adam Hammer?" This scene made the second sniper a little unsure.

"Stop talking nonsense and fire."

As Jiang Bing's feet broke through the concrete ground, he rushed towards the building where the sniper was at a speed far faster than the Kusanagi CT-3X.

The horrific explosion caused by the T40 Hurricane individual rocket launcher was left far behind him.

"Heishui, try your best to see if you can overload his prosthesis." The deep voice was very calm as it gave the next instruction.

The hacker named Blackwater was silent for a few moments, and then a cold electronic voice sounded in the team voice chat, crisp and clear.

"It can't be done."

Chapter 141 Black Jesus Goes to Dafen

"I can't read any prosthetic signals from him."

"I can't read any prosthetic signals."

The cold electronic sound in the past now seemed to carry a hint of panic in the ears of the three people.

The fireman who was also on the roof of a building was meticulously loading the launcher in his hands. When he heard the other party say this, his hands, which were as steady as pliers, couldn't help but pause.

Jiang Bing was driving at full speed at this moment. The road surface with high-strength cement as the base and asphalt coating was trampled into potholes as he moved forward.

The two snipers tried their best to intercept, but they only fired two or three shots before Jiang Bing reached his destination.

The synthetic door only blocked the attack for less than a second before Jiang Bing, who had no intention of slowing down, smashed it into flying fragments.

"C, he's sneaking in." Sniper No. 1 jumped up as if his butt was on fire, turned around and ran towards the carbon fiber rope slide that had been set up in advance on the other side, trying to evacuate to another building in this way.

"You guys are making too much noise, Tieding, the terrorist squad is out." Blackwater's electronic voice brought bad news again.

"Hasn't the communication been blocked in advance?" asked the firepower operator named Tieding.

"It's likely that someone outside the blockade called the police. As I said before, you guys made too much noise."

"When will the terrorist squad arrive?"

He stared at the iron gate of Sniper No. 1's rooftop, watching the iron gate and its frame being knocked off from the inside by the target. Tieding was quickly weighing the pros and cons.

"immediately."

"what?"

Sniper No. 1 had just reached the middle of his cable car speed skating when the rope was cut by Jiang Bing's sword.

He could only struggle to hold on to the rope and prepare for the coming impact.

Jiang Bing did not hesitate, and jumped up from the edge of the rooftop. He was the first to arrive and directly grabbed the sniper who was hit against the wall in his hand.

Both fell straight down from a height of twenty meters.

It’s just that Jiang Bing is on top and the sniper is below.

Along with the deafening sound of crashing, a flower of flesh and blood blossomed under Jiang Bing's feet.

You know, he was wearing [Power-Chiyou], which weighed 500 kilograms.

A deep pit was dug directly into the cement floor, and the pit was filled with a mixture of the unfortunate guy's flesh, blood, and bones.

Jiang Bing pulled out his calf that was stuck in the ground and continued to run towards another enemy.

A series of bloody footprints on the ground gradually faded from thick to thin, stretching for dozens of meters.

"Gira, retreat!"

Tieding almost shouted these words as he picked up the T40 Hurricane individual rocket launcher and pulled the trigger at Jiang Bing who was bouncing back and forth between the two buildings.

The rocket directly blasted a big hole in Jiang Bing's next landing place, temporarily slowing down his climbing progress.

Tieding's heart was almost bleeding.

The deaths of Harrier and Spike almost cut the strength of this first-class Edgewalker team in half. Even if the two could return alive, their status would plummet.

He swore that he would kill the middleman who was spewing shit when he returned.

You call this cyber maniac "just an executive of a small company", "only a few subordinates of mediocre ability", and "not much artificial modification".

"She can't leave."

Jiang Bing's cold voice rang out in the team's voice chat.

It was a bit unexpected that the sniper using the Type 05 sniper rifle was a young woman of East Slavic ethnicity.

She did not use brain-computer communication, but instead wore a professional sniper tactical headset with noise reduction communication function.

"We admit defeat. What do you want us to do to let her go?"

As the captain, Tieding knelt very smoothly.

And Jira stared with his big eyes, constantly projecting biting hatred towards Jiang Bing.

She was speechless. The upgraded cane weighed 70 kilograms. Jiang Bing's blow not only broke her right shoulder blade, but also destroyed half of the bones in her chest cavity.

The broken ribs pierced into her lungs, making it impossible for her to utter any words from her wide-open mouth, only thick bloody foam coming out.

"late."

The Terrorist Squad finally arrived at the scene. The iconic shrill broadcast was already echoing in Jiang Bing's ears, and a hovercraft painted with the NCPD logo was appearing from the horizon.

Jiang Bing kicked the female sniper in the abdomen, sending her flying like a soccer ball from the unmanned balcony more than ten floors high, more than ten meters away.

The other party was captured by gravity and fell straight down, dead.

"Gira is dead."

Heishui's voice sounded in the team voice chat. Although his words were cruel, his intentions were good. He persuaded Tieying to evacuate quickly.

But it was too late.

Jiang Bing jumped directly from the balcony and, with the help of several adjacent buildings, easily blocked the opponent.

Tieding knew that from this moment on, his life no longer belonged to him.