People are in cyberpunk, but they are top-level cyberpsychopaths

Because he saw the floor getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

This is not science, nor magic, nor fantasy at all!!!

Is this cyberpunk?

thump—

The dull sound rang out again, but this time his body hit the ground hard, and he didn't even have time to use gravity control.

Fortunately, Melissa's calves provided support, so his upper body did not have close contact with the ground.

But his head and arms were clamped by the woman's legs.

The way his thighs and calves were at sharp angles, it was as if two hydraulic rods were pressing down on his head, and sharp blades were stuck in the floor across his eyes.

This is really painful and joyful.

But this wave is worth it!

"So what? Who lost?"

"It's me, I lost, Captain Melissa!"

Enjoying the comfort brought by the elastic thigh, David decisively gave up.

When he admitted defeat, Melissa let him go. The moment the softness disappeared, a feeling of loss arose in her heart.

It's really... What a pity, could you hold it for a little longer...

But then again, the reason why he admitted defeat so readily.

Because there was no need to fight any further, he was already happy enough.

This isn't a life-and-death struggle, nor is it a duel to determine who's superior or inferior. There's no need to take it so seriously.

What's more, this woman is a person who refuses to admit defeat. If she really doesn't admit defeat, who knows what will happen next.

Although he also likes this way of wrestling, there are people watching below the stage.

He would not refuse a private, exciting, sweaty wrestling session.

"Very good, you passed."

"What is qualified?"

"Look for yourself, don't let me explain it to you one by one!"

After standing up, Melissa took out a PDA from somewhere, swiped it a few times, and handed it to him angrily.

This made David a little confused. He wondered when he had offended this woman again. Maybe it was because his period was coming?

Otherwise, how could one change his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book?

Although he didn't understand why Melissa suddenly became impatient, he still got up from the ground and took the PDA obediently, but what was on it surprised him.

"Extra-staff team?"

"Yes, it's a non-staff group. Didn't you say before that you wanted to form a group of your own? The higher-ups have approved it, and the ability test we just did is also part of the assessment."

Melissa put one hand on her waist and explained to him impatiently. She then nodded at Mower and Sasha in the audience with her chin, "Look, these two are members of your team. You will lead the team, I will be in charge of management, and the previous Anna will be in charge of issuing tasks for you."

No wonder Melissa, this woman, suddenly tried her best to deal with me. So this is what happened.

But compared to what Melissa just said, he cared more about one thing.

"Captain, what do you mean by the assessment part?"

However, Melissa gave him a look that seemed to say, "Why is this kid so stupid?" But she finally answered his doubts: "The assessment part is of course only one of the contents of the assessment, but before that, please choose the jurisdiction you want to be responsible for."

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender finger and lightly swiped the PDA, and suddenly a full map of Night City appeared in front of him.

"The areas above have been divided. In addition to Taiping Island, you can choose parts of Watson District or the Santo Domingo area. I don't recommend you to choose Westbrook because there are too many corporate dogs and too many troubles there."

Melissa, who usually finds such trivial matters troublesome, explained the details to him for the first time and even gave him recommendations.

It seems that Melissa really cares about his group.

However, he still didn't quite understand what was going on with this jurisdiction. Could it be that it was like the NCPD, with each team in the Terrorist Squad responsible for an area?

However, under the threat of Melissa's eyes that could stop a child from crying at night, he chose to swallow back the words he wanted to ask.

For the sake of my own stable life, I'd better not ask.

But in fact, just as he imagined, although when there is an emergency task basically whoever is free will go out, but usually each team's sub-group has its own jurisdiction.

For example, Melissa is in charge of the Civic Center, and the teams under her are responsible for managing different areas of the Civic Center.

Since David was not a staff member, the area of ​​his jurisdiction was chosen randomly.

As for that damn place called Taiping Island...

Don't ask. If you ask, even dogs won't go. Even if a violent organization like them went, they wouldn't be able to control it.

What's more, those guys from the Voodoo Gang managed that godforsaken place called Taiping Island quite well, and nothing major or minor happened there, so there was no need for them to intervene.

After all, it’s better to do less than to do more.

"Then I'll choose Little Chinatown in Watson District."

"Oh? Tell me why."

“Because it’s close to home.”

"Pfft - good one close to home."

His answer almost made Melissa laugh. It was the first time she heard such an interesting answer.

"No way?" David spread his hands helplessly, "If not, I will vote again."

"No, no, no, okay, let's set it in Little Chinatown in Watson District."

She thought this guy would choose a place with a little bit of money, but she didn't expect him to choose here, the poorest place.

You know, even a place like the Terrorist Mobile Team is not so clean.

But at least it's much better than those rotten parasites in NCPD. Plus, because of their autonomy, they usually turn a blind eye.

They still understand that when the water is too clear, there will be no fish.

What's more, they are also human beings. Even if they were cyber maniacs before, that is a thing of the past. They still have to eat now.

"Then you will be given the final test."

After selecting the jurisdiction, Melissa put away her PDA and continued, "There's a gang fight going on in the Valley area of ​​Haywood. You're responsible for dealing with them."

"But remember, this assessment will be included in the comprehensive evaluation, so do a good job, kid."

92.Who are you calling a little brat? (6.5K)

"This is Anna. Please reply if you hear me."

A cold voice came from the communication. The voice was more delicate than Melissa's, but the tone was more dull and cold than Mower's, just like an AI.

No, even Lao De’s tone is more emotional than this woman’s.

"Yes, yes, I can hear you, Miss Anna. Do I need to give you a 1 or something?"

"Please be serious, this is a mission."

"Okay, you have the final say." David, who was sitting in the hovercraft, sighed helplessly.

"The destination of this mission is College Street at the junction of the Highwood Li scenic area and the Santo Domingo Valley area. We are going to stop the fight between the Helentino Gang and the Six Street Gang there..."

In the communication, Anna was introducing the mission to them.

But David was shocked when he saw the location marked on the PDA in his hand.

"What the hell, College Street?"

"Do you have a question? David Martinez."

Anna's voice seemed to have a little emotional ups and downs because she was interrupted.

"Ah no... Please continue."

After hearing this, Anna began to introduce the mission again, including the battle situation and equipment of both sides, but David didn't listen at all.

Because the location of College Street marked on the map is so close to the Wild Wolf Bar run by Jack's mother.

Just a few streets away.

Maybe this time we can stop by the Wild Wolf Bar?

I kept telling Jack that I wanted to go, but I never found the time, or I just never thought about it when I had the time.

It just so happens that the distance is short this time, maybe I can go for a walk after dealing with those bastards.

"That's all the information we have for this mission. Does anyone have any questions?"

No one responded.

"Great, contact me when you're done."

Anna was like a qualified member of a terrorist squad. She acted swiftly and decisively, and hung up the phone immediately after being told to do so, as if she was in a hurry to be reincarnated.

However, David was too lazy to pay attention to this woman.

After all, having Mower is enough for Ice Face, he can't stand a second one, especially when he is on a mission, such people are usually very troublesome.

"Old De, go to College Street in the Highwood Li scenic area."

"Okay, no problem. But there's a gang fight going on over there. Are you sure you want to go there?"

"Sure, I came out this time just to solve the problem there."

David shifted slightly in the expensive leather chair, adjusting himself to a more comfortable position.

"Ok."

The luxurious hovercraft changed its route in the air, the vibrations from its engine were steady and powerful, and it slowly moved towards Heywood.

As for why the terrorist mobile team travels in the hovercraft of the Delaman Taxi Company?

This is a good question.

David himself also wanted to know the reason.

When they were about to set out, Melissa told him, "The Terrorist Squad's hovercrafts are all out on missions, so it's up to you to figure out how to get to your destination."

Before leaving, she gave him a meaningful smile.

Although he didn't know whether the Terrorist Squad Headquarters had any spare hovercrafts, he was sure of one thing: this woman was definitely taking revenge on him!

Revenge for shooting down the hovercraft at the Municipal Center a month ago!

"Damn it!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clench his fist and hit the armrest of the seat hard.

Although it's nice to enjoy this noble floating car occasionally, it's really unpleasant to be fooled by others.

Especially since I spend my own money and it’s not reimbursed!

"Write it down in a little notebook first, and then I can find it back later!" David decided in his heart.

But having said that, the combat uniforms of the Terrorist Squad are still very good.

He looked at his palms, slowly clenched them and opened them again, without feeling any discomfort or heaviness.

Next to him was the familiar swordsman helmet, which could almost be said to be the crystallization of technology in the entire Night City.

The semi-helmet-style external optical prosthetic eye, advanced fire control system, scanning system, early warning system, etc. are all integrated inside. It can be said that this helmet looks like a swordsman's helmet after putting it on, which greatly improves the combat capability of the terrorist mobile team.

It's just that he doesn't like wearing this kind of thing because it obstructs his vision, and compared to this kind of cyber warning, he trusts his intuition honed in various battles more.

In addition, the combat uniform on his body is also very unusual. It covers the neck, torso and parts above the elbows with heavy armor. It looks very cool and extremely tough, and it also has a built-in charging adapter module for technical weapons.

Not only does it allow the charging speed of technical weapons to be greatly increased, but the partial exoskeleton structure also reduces the inconvenience of this heavy armor without reducing flexibility.

The same goes for leg armor and protective combat boots.

According to the instructions, this set of armor can even withstand a certain degree of explosion.

The weapons he was equipped with were also familiar old friends - the DB-2 Sadara produced by Rostovich and the RT-46 Storm electromagnetic revolver produced by Gaoke Military Industry.

But to be honest, this was the first time he put on a combat uniform.