From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

2075年3月10日，11:47。

Westbrook, at the southeast end of the Island District, this side of a low-rise building.

This building is located at the junction of Island Street and the neighborhood called Charter Hills, a mixed bag.

There are a large number of novel-looking vehicles on the streets.

The streets are crowded with people, most of whom are the working people at the bottom of Night City. Their clothes are different, and some of them are very individual.

In addition, people’s necks have inconspicuous “ports” that allow them to quickly read information, make phone calls, and browse the Internet.

The alleys on both sides of the street are filled with homeless people who have lost hope in life and the world and are broken down.

Bang!Bang!

Sporadic gunshots were heard nearby.

However, neither the ordinary people nor the homeless people huddled in the alleys reacted too violently.

They just looked around as soon as they heard the gunfire and confirmed that the gunfight was not near them, and then continued to do their own things, seeming to take violence and violence for granted.

"Help! Someone help me!"

At this moment, a pink-haired woman with revealing clothes and "metal gaps" on her arms and thighs ran out of the low-rise building in a panic.

"Hello!

(Smelly bitch!)"

"Die にたいです?!

(Want to die?!)"

Immediately afterwards, two men without shirts, with fluorescent tattoos on their backs, arms and abdomen, followed the woman while yelling and cursing.

And, one of the men took out a pistol, pointed it at the pink-haired woman, and pulled the trigger.

Bang-!

Phew!

As the crisp sound of gunfire rang out, the woman fell to the ground, her limbs twitching uncontrollably, and the pink pupils of her eyes began to flash out irregularly.

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Seeing this scene, the people sitting at the roadside stalls enjoying a cheap lunch, as well as the stall owners responsible for charging customers and providing food, were all calm.

While eating and drinking, they watched the two men carrying the pink-haired woman back to the low-rise building and chatting;

"What a good sex worker, tsk tsk."

The middle-aged customer who finished his job shook his head and expressed "sadness".

The stall owner reached out to retrieve his rice bowl, then placed it in the sink beside him, rinsed it briefly, and echoed:

"Judging from her appearance, she must have been smuggled from Eastern Europe. Maybe there was a malfunction in the chip, which explains her escape."

"Hoo~" the middle-aged customer whistled, stood up and left the stall, saying:

"I really envy the guys in the Tiger Claw Gang. They can do whatever they want here, unlike me, who have to start hard work again."

"Slow down," the stall owner said, and started preparing fast food for another customer.

Look around.

No one was surprised by what happened, and no one wanted to call the police.

Because the Tiger Claw Gang that the stall owner and the middle-aged customers talked about are the real "managers" of this building, and even the entire Island Street is controlled by different gangs and chaebol forces.

As for the NCPD (Night City Police Department), who wears dark blue uniforms, iconic police hats and sunglasses, they have also made a tacit choice to stay away from this place and only patrol within their jurisdiction.

After all, the original intention of the NCPD was to protect the assets of giant corporations and the Night City Council. In addition, no matter how good a city is, it needs to have its own law enforcement agency. This violent agency was born.

Therefore, the targets of NCPD protection have always been the so-called company executives, celebrities and local wealthy people.

Unless they have a clear conscience or have just entered Night City society, police officers who insist on "justice" and "fairness" may respond to cases involving ordinary people.

However, the fate of these police officers is often involved in the interest disputes between different forces and organizations, and they eventually end up tragically dead.

However, in order to ensure their positions or to receive benefits, the superiors of the police officers will still conduct symbolic crackdowns on gangs.

In the City of Night, everything is about profit first, and "trust" cannot be surrendered at will, otherwise the reward will be betrayal and death.

Just when people thought that today was another ordinary day.

Soap, Ghost, and a dozen ARS elites had already arrived near the main entrance of the low-rise building with the help of optical camouflage.

Under the helmet, Soap had a serious face and used the screen to lock the two members of the Tiger Claw gang who were guarding the front door and shot him.

He then ordered on the helmet's internal communication: "Formal attack in 10 seconds, be ready."

Hearing the word "attack", Ghost put away the AMWS (modular) pistol equipped with a suppressor and subsonic armor-piercing ammunition, and watched the countdown progress of "8, 7" on the screen out of the corner of his eye.

「0」!

Step, step!

When the countdown ended, Soap and Ghost, who were at the front of the team, sprinted forward.

?

The two members of the Tiger Claw Gang who noticed the abnormality were startled, turned to look, and then——

“Click—!”

Then, the heads of the two members were forcibly twisted and torn off by ton-level arms.

"Bah—!"

Blood and oil-like liquid suddenly spurted out from the gap in the neck, and a small amount of it splashed on the soap and ghost's bodies, forming a vague human-shaped outline.

Phew!

The headless body collapsed to the ground.

Boom~boom.

The dead heads were thrown away haphazardly, rolling on the ground like bowling balls that had fallen off the track.

? ?

But the effect of this scene in the eyes of people nearby was that the heads of the two members "voluntarily" broke and fell to the ground.

! !

But how could people living in Night City not understand that this was most likely because the Tiger Claw Gang had provoked a rival gang, or had angered a superior giant, and then the stronghold suffered a retaliatory attack.

The "invisible man" who executed the guards must be gang elites equipped with advanced prosthetics, or the company's special forces.

After analyzing the cause and effect in an instant, people immediately chose to flee, fearing that gang elites and special forces would also physically seal them and destroy all negative evidence.

As for Soap, Ghost and the others, after easily dealing with the two Tiger Claw gang members guarding the main entrance, they ignored the frightened passers-by, leaving the bodies behind and rushed straight into the building.

at the same time--

Tread!

More than 8 emergency countermeasures elites equipped with dark green-painted McP Power Armor, with obvious red and white "Λ" logos printed on the chest and shoulder armor, as well as the words "AECS", are armed with BFG plasma rifles and mm calibers. The Gauss smart machine gun appeared in the public eye openly.

"Hahaha!"

And Leroya's iconic bold laughter echoed in the area, and she used her loud voice to remind through the helmet:

"Atlas is handling the case! Unrelated people please keep a safe distance!"