Cyberpunk: Raising the Corporate Dog

V jumped back, retreated a long distance, and gave orders:

"Attention all units! Chase the other two Military Science SUVs. Leave this Military Science battle to me!"

The Arasaka soldiers were extremely obedient. No one showed any hesitation. They all got on the car, turned the tires, and drove off quickly. . .

V put away his katana, stepped on his high heels, making a slight sound on the yellow soil, and walked towards David.

David has become very proficient in playing the eyeball. During this time, he was surprised every day and played the eyeball every day. If he becomes more proficient, the eyeball will fly out successfully.

Of course, not only his eyes, but his jaw was also dislocated. . .

His saliva flowed out uncontrollably, and he rubbed his face awkwardly with both hands.

V walked up to him and didn't say anything. He just put his hands on his hips, tilted his head and looked at him and smiled.

The first thing David Chin did after he got home was to swallow saliva. The human nervous system is like this. Opening the mouth wide will secrete a lot of saliva.

"Sister V, what...why is it you?"

V patted David on the shoulder and glanced at the transparent container slung on his chest:

"Boy David, is this your first mission?"

David nodded wildly: "Yes, yes, maybe you, Sister V, are coming too..."

V: "Untitled 18-Blanchesi, oil painting in 2021. Johnny told me."

David suddenly forgot what he was doing here. He actually shrank his neck, took off the container, and handed it to V.

V chuckled and took the things:

"Hmph, you are sensible."

V looked at Untitled-18, turned around, and walked away slowly, tapping his high heels.

David opened his mouth to say something more, but no words came out. . .

V turned around again, and to David's surprise, Untitled-18 was thrown back to David. David stretched out his hands to catch it:

"Hey, Sister V, will you give me this?"

V smoothed his bangs on one side:

"I'm kidding you, this is your first mission in the military department, of course you have to complete it."

David: "Then what should you do? How will you explain to Arasaka when you go back?"

V looked indifferent and very calm:

"Explain? I am the vice president of Arasaka Night City Kami. I don't need to explain this task to anyone. Michiko is too lazy to take care of such low-level matters. Hehe, let me tell you honestly, I worked at Arasaka Tower for two days in a row. I haven’t even taken a nap. This mission was chosen by me... It’s actually just a field trip that allows me to take a nap in the car.”

David suddenly realized: "Oh...ah? Can you still play like this?"

V: "Nonsense, why not sleep in Arasaka Tower? There are almost all glass rooms inside. How can it be seen by people from other departments? I have to give Michiko face. I can't kick an own goal like this anyway."

David: "I learned it!"

V: "That's all. I'll ask them to close the team later. I'm sorry for your teammates in the Military Science Department. It's normal for mission conflicts like this not to kill anyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier climbed out of the military SUV that David had been riding in. He was David's driver.

V didn't hesitate at all. As soon as Si'an Westan opened his weapon, he teleported over and chopped off his head with a knife!

The head rolled toward David dramatically, and the head stared at David, making David very uncomfortable.

V knelt down and looked at the overturned car. She saw that there were two military soldiers inside, who didn't know whether they were alive or dead. She easily took out an incendiary grenade, pulled out the pin, and threw it in.

A roaring flame rose.

After this series of operations, V slowly walked back to David as if nothing was wrong:

"They may have seen or recorded our conversation. There is no other way but to die."

David swallowed again: "Yeah, sure."

V opened his mouth wide and let out a huge yawn:

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa There are so many things to deal with. I can still sleep for an hour on the way back. Oh, by the way, you didn’t go to A’s birthday yesterday, right?”

David: "Yes, I didn't go either. I'm a little sorry for Sister A..."

V walked towards the Arasaka car with his back to David and waved:

"It's okay, A is not a stingy person, she understands us. Oh, and a little tip for you, you should write a stronger report on the Arasaka unit, so that you will be less responsible for losing troops."

. . . . . .

The result was just like what V directed. Not only did Meredith not blame him, but he also praised David for his steady work and stealing food from Arasaka.

Of course, David submitted part of the video before the fight, plus the report describing what happened.

Through this experience, David realized that the company really did not treat non-staff employees as human beings.

His original expectation was that even if the mission was completed, three soldiers would die after all, and the bonus would be deducted as a matter of course.

But Meredith didn't even blink when he heard that three soldiers had died. It seemed that death was not a pity.

David returned to his work station and anxiously asked his colleagues at the same level next to him:

"Smith, what about that? What if one of my non-commissioned soldiers dies?"

Smith disagreed: "Fill out a simple form on the computer and submit it. Someone will be added soon, and then you go downstairs to check and accept the newcomers yourself, and that's it."

David: "Is it that simple?"

Smith smiled jokingly:

"Otherwise? The company doesn't even value low-level formal employees like us, and those outside the establishment are even less valuable."

David: "With so many field affairs in the company, there will be conflicts with other companies and gangs. Aren't there always losses of non-staff personnel?"

David did not notice that he replaced the death of non-staff personnel with "loss". In essence, he no longer regards others as human beings.

Smith: "Are you still worried that no one will do it? This is Night City, man! Everyone is short of money, so many people are desperate to sign up. What can these untouchables, who have never read a book, do? Men work hard. , women sell themselves.”

David's face darkened and he didn't reply. What he said just now felt like he was scolding himself and his mother.

Although he was very good at reading and his mother didn't give in, these words were quite harsh.

It's just the ridicule and contempt of the middle class people towards the lower class people, and they don't even feel that they are insulting people.

Regarding street mercenaries and corporate mercenaries, it is really hard to say which one has a higher risk index and which one has a lower risk index. There is no large-scale specific data comparison.

In short, Mann and Dolio are dead. David didn't think anything of it when he was a street mercenary. Now that he has jumped out of that level, looking back, he realizes that his life was like a piece of cake.

. . . . . .

Jingxuan originally thought it would take more than a week.

After all, Li De is going to send Miles back to Peanutton, and there should be some paperwork, instructions, and procedures that will take time.

Jingxuan was impressed by the speed of New America.

At this time, Li De had taken Jingxuan to the Swan Bar in Dog Town. Li De was reinstated, and then he "activated" another latent agent, Alex.

The Swan Bar, to put it bluntly, is not as clean as its name sounds. The decoration and objects inside are very old. I don't know, I thought it was more than a hundred years old.

Good thing it doesn't smell as bad as it looks.

There is an old-fashioned Kontao robot in the circular bar, and there is a short-haired white girl. She is pretty, but she looks a little out of place. This person is Alex.

She just raised her head and let out a sweet smile and a hearty voice. This comfortable welcome was fleeting.

Because she saw Li De's face. . .