Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 133 132. It’s like being hit by a pig when you go out, so you can eat pork

With the guide's attentive explanation, Sefer quickly understood what had happened in the car.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, some people chose to surrender, while others chose to fight to the end - because they knew that if they were caught by mercenaries, they would be killed without a burial place.

But the company is a loose collection after all, and when disaster strikes, everyone has to rely on their own abilities. Some people choose to steal the transport vehicles and run away, some people try to act as supervisors, and in the end all of them are killed by those who are determined to seize the vehicles by force.

After Cypher took over the vehicle, the bodies were thrown into the desert. After two days, only clothes and bones would be left, and they would be gone with the wind.

Tien walked leisurely at the back, carrying a gun, commenting on the various tasteless decorations in the car. Under the man's guidance, Sefer went to the main control room first.

As expected, the main control room was full of corpses, all of which were riddled with bullet holes. The intensity of the firefight might even be higher than their external resistance.

"There's not a single living executive left. Are you trying to seize the car by force or silence us?"

The man leading the way was startled by Seifer's question and quickly waved his hands. "No, no, no, these guys are damned. They specifically target independent mercenaries and have offended too many people."

"Even if they were caught and the slightest word got out, they would be beaten to death on the spot by the mercenaries—and no one would care if they died doing such dirty work."

To be honest, after spending so much effort and taking such a big risk just to capture some mercenaries with special licenses and bring them back for dissection, can the benefits really justify the expenses?

After a brief pause in the hall, Cypher suddenly pulled out a dagger with a strangely shaped handle, and under the puzzled gazes of the captives and Tien, he kicked the corpse on the main control seat aside.

Then he thrust down hard, instantly piercing the blade into the main control platform. Amidst the flashing electric sparks, the decryption progress that only he could see appeared behind the dagger.

This thing prepared by Dr. Mei has never failed so far and is first-class and easy to use.

The vehicle's main control computer was instantly compromised, and all the data appeared before Seifer's eyes. These data were locked by various locks...

No matter what the information was, he copied it down first. After finishing, Cypher drew his dagger: "Okay, next location."

Tien immediately acted arrogantly: "Go to where the money is, or I'll smash your head in."

"Yes, yes, let's go to where the money is, right now..."

It was still dark, so there was still plenty of time to act. Led by the unlucky guy, the two men entered a cabin where the temperature was lower than that of other cabins.

The place is filled with various insulated boxes. The low temperature even causes a layer of white frost to form on the surface of these slowly running machines.

Tien rubbed her hands—actually, she wasn't cold. "This feels really disgusting. This thing is hard to sell. Are you planning on having us ship it back?"

"Well, it's not impossible. I've already taken it out. It would be a shame to throw it away..."

Cypher immediately understood what this was.

Valuable modifications taken from mercenaries with special licenses. After all, only those who have undergone surgery can drive those things that only crazy people can drive, so the things on them are also valuable.

It wasn't anything on the high-tech implant level he'd experienced before, so it definitely had its merits... A machine's body wouldn't nauseate, but Cypher felt a little nauseous deep down.

He commented mercilessly, "How disgusting! No wonder you run away when you see mercenaries. You've killed a lot of mercenaries, haven't you?"

"Not much, really. We only did a few deals, and the last one was ruined because of the mercenary's counterattack..."

"I'm so sorry, I'm the mercenary who ruined your business."

This guy was so scared that he almost peed himself.

Not in the mood to listen to his argument, the three of them stayed in the cabin for a short while before leaving, skipping the extremely harsh crew rest area and heading straight for the warehouse.

According to the surrendered group, the two machines that had escaped earlier were the result of their modifications. To ensure their effectiveness and prevent sudden defections, their leaders had taken some sort of backup plan. However, the backup plan and their leader were destroyed in the control room, and the results of their modifications were reduced to scattered garbage in the desert, completely expendable and gone.

So I think it’s useless to ask who commissioned or targeted me.

On a broader scale, perhaps it was the wanted order issued by the guy from Abian Company who was "supposedly crying in the office", but if it was her, then it was too crude.

Is it necessary to ask such a rubbish company to attack you? Just send a long-distance task directly, the profit will be higher and there will be more intermediate nodes.

Then they would place swordsmen and axemen at the target location, and when the mercenary came, they would rush over and beat him into scrap metal on the spot.

So it is very likely that he was just an independent mercenary with no background and suddenly became famous, so he was targeted by some inexplicable people.

It’s like some internet celebrities who suddenly become popular. What they have to face next is not the benefits brought by expanding their circle of friends, but a constant stream of criticism and accusations hiding behind computers and mobile phones.

This is roughly what Sefer's reputation is like now in Edge Node City and its surrounding areas.

And not to mention that after this group of mercenaries came out, a certain vision collapsed directly, leaving only strange phenomena remaining there.

Entering the warehouse, the first thing that caught my eye were two empty spare racks – two machines, all dispatched and then written off, with only a few spare parts still sitting on nearby machinery.

Many of the randomly piled items had fallen over due to the sudden storm, and many of them could not be identified as having any value at the moment.

Of course, there was no need to distinguish. Led by the guide, the two saw the entire assets of this "company" in a special storage room.

Neatly stacked energy minerals were placed in the corner, along with some precious metal materials for trading and an offline device for storing data.

Let Tien pack all these things. According to estimates, excluding this car, the value of these things is at least more than 200,000.

This does not include the value of the data in the equipment, nor the value of the 'equipment' stored at low temperatures.

It is difficult to say how much the former can be sold for without analysis, and the latter... Sefer doesn't know how to sell the latter either. These dismantled modified parts are illegal for any company.

It can only be circulated among these low-level rag companies, and if you really want to sell it, you will get into trouble.

After much thought, Seifer suddenly asked, "So if I steal the car from you, as a registered company, will it be completely removed from the company?"

"Yes, yes. Most companies doing business outside are actually like this..."

"Then what are you waiting for? Why don't you go away and wait for me to treat you to a meal?"

After hearing what Cypher said, the man's expression changed from surprise to confusion, then to ecstasy, and finally he wanted to speak in disbelief -

"You can go away before my mood gets worse, but I'm a little upset right now and I'll change my mind at any moment."

The man immediately gave a loud whistle, and the detained people ran over quickly, without even having time to put on their pants, and pushed out a bunch of vehicles from somewhere.

Then they began to flee at a speed that would put college students going to the cafeteria to shame. In just a few seconds, there was no one left alive in the entire car except Seifer and the other two.

The wind, which had become cold at this time of year, blew sand into the warehouse, making the feeling of loneliness even worse.

Cypher looked down at the precious metals in the safe on the table and said:
"Forget it, just move everything away, this order is a net profit."

"Can you give me a bottle of wine? Just any of the two in the cabinet."

"No."

(End of this chapter)