Cyberpunk: 2075

Chapter 517 130. Eight seconds

Seven of the eighty besieged personnel died within two seconds of the start of the battle. Two of them lost their minds and began to attack their companions. One lost his hand and lost his ability to fight.

It was almost equivalent to losing one eighth of the personnel in two seconds after the start of the battle.

This loss was obviously tragic enough. If it were a different group of people, they might have started to consider retreating.

In the past wars, there was a statistical ratio. Someone calculated how many personnel would cause the army to collapse if they lost them in a short period of time. After integrating various data, they concluded that if 30% of the personnel died in a short period of time, the army would collapse and lose the ability to continue fighting.

But in 2077, that was already a somewhat outdated conclusion.

For the members of the Tiger Claw Gang who had been injected with stimulants and stimulant hormones before the battle, the companions who fell in front of them could not make them retreat at all.

On the contrary, as their companions fell, the smell of blood lingered in their olfactory system, making them even crazier.

There might have been some timid and cowardly people in the Tiger Claw Gang, but after the injection of drugs and hormones, the only ones left were the "crazy tigers" - those crazy tigers who only wanted to tear the people in front of them to pieces with their claws.

'Are they hunting me, or am I hunting them? '

Then, while helping the Voodoo Gang and being temporarily restrained by their crazy companions, Carl stomped his feet on the ground in the face of the situation that a space just cleared around him was immediately occupied by the bodies of the Tiger Claw Gang members.

The air burst speed brought to him by the strengthened tendons was directly applied to the ground under his feet. Under the reaction force, Carl's body leaned forward slightly, avoiding two mantis knives that passed by according to the pre-judged trajectory, and drilled into the periphery of the Tiger Claw Gang's encirclement.

One against many, being surrounded in the middle, no matter how sensitive a person is, as the range of activities shrinks, he will eventually be caught. One against many, you have to create chaos.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Tiger Claws had a large number of people, they let their own people block the sight of their own people and wander among the people.

When Carl got into the crowd of the Tiger Claws, a grenade that had begun to explode was left in the place where he was originally surrounded by the Tiger Claws.

Fragmentation grenade.

An ordinary grenade loaded with gunpowder that is very common in Night City. After being modified by Carl, it takes 0.5 seconds to detonate, and the killing radius is

two to three meters.

"Boom--"

Feeling the heat wave and impact from the back being blocked by the bodies of the Tiger Claws, Carl's right hand, which was originally holding Zhongye, loosened slightly, his index finger left the trigger, and his middle finger gently hooked, and Zhongye slid into his sleeve close to his wrist.

Zhongye had twenty bullets, and Carl had just fired only twelve, and there were still eight bullets. Naturally, he did not empty the magazine. The reason why he took Zhongye back was very simple, because he wanted to free up his hands.

The single molecule line was already flashing with light.

With his index and middle fingers holding a single molecular line each, Carl paused in his explosive sprint, tapped his foot on the ground, and turned his body in a circle.

"Swoosh--"

With a sound that cut through the air, all the Tiger Claw Gang members where Carl arrived were neatly cut in half from a height.

"KK is rushing in!"

Until then, the Tiger Claw Gang members who were not covered by the single molecular line range said this sentence "extremely slowly".

Obviously, they were slow again.

When they realized that KK rushed into their midst and waved the single molecular line to eliminate a circle of people, there was only a small cylinder left in their midst that just burst into light as they looked over.

X-22 flash bomb.

It is also a very common throwing object on the market.

Under the fierce impact of the strong light and sound, every Tiger Claw Gang member who looked in the direction of the flash bomb throwing fell into the dilemma of blindness and tinnitus.

The loud noise and dazzling light at such a close distance even stung their nerves, causing them to unconsciously bleed from their mouths and noses due to the tremors.

Obviously, these Tiger Claw members equipped with sophisticated prosthetics no longer have enough tolerance to install an artificial eye that can withstand strong light and an artificial cochlear that can withstand tremors. When they actively face the flash bomb, they all lose their resistance.

And a group of blind and tinnitus people stood in front of Carl. Even if they have extremely sophisticated prosthetics, what is the difference between them and chickens?

"Puchi-bang-"

The continuous sound of cutting flesh and shooting rang in the ears of the Tiger Claw members, and when they finally recovered and noticed the sound, the Tiger Claws closest to the center of the flash had all turned into corpses as far as their eyes could see.

Nearly thirty people have fallen.

And KK's trace has disappeared.

"Sometimes I think I'm still short of weapons of mass destruction. It's okay for single combat, but it's troublesome to deal with multiple people."

When they heard Carl's complaints, Carl had already pulled out Yinglong and Qianxin from his arms and waist.

Yinglong aimed automatically with his left hand, and Qianxin was ready to fire with his right hand.

"I'd better use the quick gun."

Along with the sound, bullets rained down on the Tiger Claw Gang.

Yinglong's magazine was 45 rounds, and Qianxin's was 20 rounds.

Total, sixty-five rounds.

Before the Tiger Claws were damaged, there were only sixty-five people in total.

So Carl aimed Kenshin at the Voodoo Gang who were trying to fight against their companions.

Two seconds later.

Carl put Kenshin and Yinglong down.

The bullets were not used up.

But it was no longer necessary.

In the sea of ​​fire, smoke and bloody environment, Carl was the only one standing.

Eighty people, would it take eight seconds or ten seconds to deal with them?

Carl thought about it for a while. If it was counted from the time when the Tiger Claws rushed forward, it should be ten seconds. If it was counted from the time he dealt with the first Tiger Claw, it should be eight seconds.

Their strength was about the same as Arasaka's special operations force. In other words, if he wanted to break through eighty people, no, only the Tiger Claws were counted as sixty-five.

Would it take him eight seconds to break through Arasaka's sixty-five special operations force?

"Click."

Carl took back Yinglong, a little slowly.

If it was Adam's heavy hammer, it should be faster in this environment.

"Buzz--"

Carl heard a sound, looked in the direction of the sound, and found that it was a hovercraft parked high up, and the person holding the camera on it, who looked like a journalist, was staring at him in disbelief.

Carl instantly completed the invasion of the camera.

Judging from the recording time.

Sixty seconds, read the first second, listen to the sound.

'There was a sudden chain collision in front of us.'

It seems that the reporter who was preparing to take pictures of the street accident happened to take pictures of me.

During the battle, my thoughts were too messy and I didn't pay attention to the height. In order to avoid being at a disadvantage, I had to adjust early.

Carl inserted Kenshin into the gun bag on his waist, looked up at the hovercraft and the reporter in the high place, and smiled at him.

Then, he turned and walked into the alley where the Tiger Claw Gang members rushed out.

In order to avoid any remnants, go in and search.

Watching KK walk into the alley that was difficult to shoot, the journalist holding the camera finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He breathed desperately, as if to make up for forgetting to breathe the previous moment.

KK That was undoubtedly KK

The journalist looked at the device in his hand that was still recording, and the expression on his face gradually changed from shock and disbelief to distortion, and then to ecstasy.

What did he shoot? !

He shot KK's street fight!

Thank God, as a journalist, he had installed a super dream recording device, which means that the whole process just now was not only recorded by the camera, but also by himself!

"I found a big news!"

After this excitement out of professional ethics, the next excitement of the reporter was

"I'm going to make a fortune by selling super dreams!"