Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 4 4. Oliver

The Sixth Street Gang was born after the Fourth Corporate War among American veterans who were angry at the NCPD's long-term inaction. They claim to "bring justice to the city", but their actions are no different from other gangs. Their total number is about 2,300, and among these people, Oliver is the newest one, and he has only been in the gang for less than a week.

Originally, as a newcomer, he should not have followed the captain to Watson District, because everyone knows that the Sixth Street Gang has always respected the territories of other gangs and only wants to guard their own Santo Domingo, so they rarely set foot in other areas. But this time, a batch of important firearms smuggled by their Sixth Street Gang were robbed when they were transported through Watson District, and their team happened to be around Watson District, so as the first people to investigate the firearms incident, they rushed here as soon as they received the relevant communication.

However, what happened was still too exciting for the newcomer to the gang.

Who would have thought that not long after arriving at the Little Chinatown in the Watson District, just because of a verbal disagreement, the Uzumaki Gang members who were negotiating with them opened fire on them. This was too barbaric. I had heard that the members of the Uzumaki Gang were a group of lunatics who transformed themselves into monsters, but when they really met them, they found that they were even crazier than they had imagined.

There were ten people in Oliver's team. The captain was shot in the head by a member of the Uzumaki Gang who drew his gun as soon as he came up. In response, before hiding in the bunker, Oliver's team killed four people from the Uzumaki Gang. However, the Uzumaki Gang had thirty people this time. With three times the number of people and the crazy prosthetic modifications, even though most of the Six Street Gang members were from the military and were many times more elite than them, they were still beaten and couldn't raise their heads.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it. I joined the Sixth Street Gang because my father was in the Sixth Street Gang. I have no skills and I joined the gang just to make a living. My father even found a capable captain to take care of me. But this capable captain died on his first mission. What the hell is this!"

If the sight of that head exploding can be considered a talent show, then it really is a skill.

"thump."

While Oliver was daydreaming, a teammate next to him was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground. His hands and feet twitched twice and then he became motionless.

Do it.

Oliver quickly looked around at his teammates and found that while he was muttering to himself, there were less than four teammates left.

Where is the NCPD? Where are the cops? Please help them. The gunshots are so loud over here, can't you hear them? Please help them.

Oliver actually wanted to escape now, but he was very clear about the consequences of turning his back on the enemy and betraying his teammates. The former would result in death at most, but if the latter was discovered, it would be more than just death. At that time, even if his father had some status in the Sixth Street Gang, he would not be able to save him.

According to gang rules, those who abandon their teammates must be tied up, and the gang rules will be enforced by the abandoned teammates' families. They will take razors and slowly shave their chins from pink to red and finally to white.

When Oliver was bored, he read a book about "scraping bones to cure poison". The description was very manly, but Oliver didn't want to experience it.

"Bah."

It’s over, it’s over, I’m dead!

When Oliver was thinking this, he discovered that the gunshot did not come from the Vortex Gang, but more like from the side of the Vortex Gang and them.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Amid the chaotic gunfire, Oliver noticed that four members of the Whirlpool Gang fell in an instant. Sudden by the unexpected attack, they were shouting and screaming, forgetting that they were even facing them. Many of them even stood up and tried to find cover again.

What a psycho! Oliver fired decisively, and the bullet found its home precisely thanks to the marksmanship his father had trained him with since he was a child. After a few shots, several more members of the Whirlpool Gang fell.

"Where are these people coming from? Are there so many bastards from the Sixth Street Gang?"

"Bah."

The loudest and most vociferous guy in the Vortex Gang got shot in the head while he was hiding behind cover.

"Fuck, a smart weapon? Kang Tao stuff!?!"

Amid the panic shouting of the Vortex Gang, Carl was calculating the remaining bullets in his mind.

The Lexington in his hand had a capacity of twenty-one rounds. He had just fired six rounds, killing five members of the Vortex Gang.

As for how Carl, who had never fired a gun before, achieved such results on his first try, he could only say that he was cheating.

After firing the first shot, as he had expected, all the data related to the gun, as well as a series of messy influences such as wind direction and temperature, had already been stored in his mind. After he missed the first shot, the second shot was like being automatically locked. When he raised his hand and pulled the trigger, he knew where the bullet would land.

This feeling is similar to when you use the cursor to lock onto a person and shoot wherever you point when playing games. No, it's more comfortable than that.

Carl's attempt was to use the ricochet bullet to kill the Vortex Gang member hiding behind the cover, and as expected, he was able to do it.

Carl did not have any adverse reaction when he saw people's heads explode under the muzzle of his gun. It was more like he had already made up his mind to make these guys who disturbed him while he was having breakfast go to hell.

Carl actually adapted faster than he thought. Not everyone can shoot and kill people in less than half an hour after traveling through time, let alone kill five people in one breath. The little demons in hell who couldn't collect souls had to worship him as an idol.

Hiding behind a trash can, feeling the 'puff' sound of his own trash can being hit, Carl felt that he had an inexplicable affinity with trash, no matter what kind of trash it was.

The recoil of kinetic weapons is quite strong. Although Carl made sure to hold the gun with both hands when firing, his hands are still numb from the shock. Fortunately, this numbness is also part of his memory adjustment and does not affect Carl's ability to deal with those bastards at all.

'Sooner or later I will have to learn the proper shooting posture and dodging movements.'

There were not many covers where the Vortex Gang and the Sixth Street Gang were fighting. It would have been fine if they were only facing one side, but when they faced two at the same time, the Vortex Gang members were no different from walking naked on the street. When Carl's gunfire stopped, more than 30 members of the Vortex Gang had all fallen to the ground, and of the Sixth Street Gang, only Oliver was left.

Carl's slight anger had subsided.

The conflict is over and the matter is resolved.

(End of this chapter)