Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 102 The Company Dog and the Cuban (Part 1) (10,000 words)

"Bring all your equipment!"

Mann grinned widely, wearing a Ghosthound military uniform, still exuding a strong thuggish aura.

Dorothy, however, looked like a dashing male soldier leader in this military uniform.

As for Pila and Rebecca... their ragtag group vibe immediately comes through.

The two people, one tall and one short, had strikingly long prosthetic arms that were much longer than their sleeves... while Rebecca looked like she was wearing an adult's clothes, which was quite awkward for a girl who was less than 1.6 meters tall.

Mann didn't care, he just kept laughing and sneering while smoking a cigarette, and Dorio laughed along with her boyfriend.

Rebecca gritted her teeth, "Damn it... stop laughing, Mann!"

Just then, the cat came online, saying, "Long time no see, everyone~"

Rebecca exclaimed in surprise, "The hackers are here!"

The AI ​​voice that the cat was familiar with was calm and powerful: "Because only I can hack into Lin Yue's communication, the situation where we can all talk at the same time is no longer possible—I will look up some information and think about how to solve this problem in the next few days, but today we will have to rely on the few of us to do this job."

Mann raised an eyebrow. "Girl, did you and Lin Yue pull off that company heist?"

Dorothy punched Mann, feeling that her boyfriend was too straightforward, saying whatever came to mind.

Cat didn't shy away from the topic at all, saying, "I was involved. Military technology chased him all over the city. I spent three days checking the city's data traffic before I finally shook off the pursuers. Who knows what other trouble might come up?"

Mann exclaimed enviously, "That must be fucking exciting."

The cat was somewhat speechless. "This isn't fun... Let's get to work. Once everyone is ready, I'll let Lin Yue know. If my signal gets hijacked one day, don't panic... everything is based on the chip data Lin Yue provides."

Everyone replied, "OK~"

They were all smart enough not to take any weapons that were too conspicuous for this operation. Leaving a logo or engaging in any provocative behavior was unnecessary—even Rebecca and Pila painted their prosthetic arms fluorescent green.

In the city, anyone who does a great job would want all the bosses in their next life to know—that's how mercenaries are.

Thanks to their previous wealth accumulation, the current squad is fully equipped with smart weapons; Rebecca even brought a Defender heavy machine gun. Lin Yue couldn't join the mission, but his powerful sniper rifle was temporarily given to the trained Pila.

After all, only technical experts know how to maintain technical weapons, and cats have to hold these things steady. Any improper use—even a small mistake—can easily cause them to fail to fire.

"Just imagine what kind of chaos they'd be in if we, a few fake ghost dogs, messed up Hanz's business, hahaha!"

Pila grinned wickedly as she put the ghost hound mask on her face.

Rebecca shrank behind her mask, "It blocks my view—"

Dorio reached out and gently and patiently connected the wire on the mask to the back of Rebecca's neck.

"That's good, your vision will be clearer now. This is a high-fiber bulletproof mask for military soldiers, some of which also have prosthetic implants. Ours is an external device... You're the main firepower provider, so you must ensure your own safety, okay?"

Rebecca patted her machine gun, full of confidence—and she had been repeatedly told to be disciplined before leaving, so she didn't want to ruin Lin Yue's plans. Back when the squad worked in the city, Rebecca was a wild girl, prone to impulsiveness and often getting into dangerous situations; in fights, it was usually Dorio who looked after her.

Since entering Dogtown and having her prosthetic body modified, she's been relentlessly firing her gun once the fighting starts. Despite training with a training chip, she still sometimes gets carried away with the battle.

Dorothy seemed to remember something else and added, "What's coming next is very important. Everyone must be on their toes. Lin Yue said that what we need is harassment—it doesn't matter how many Hanz people we kill, the most important thing is to ruin the business."

After packing up, the team glanced at the training ground filled with memories, wondering when they would be able to return again... They were certain to be living a life of hardship during this time.

"Let's go to the safe house and get the chip Lin Yue gave us. It has a map of the Voodoo Gang's terrain and their firepower..." Mann waved his hand. He quite liked this feeling of excitement before starting work. He had a premonition that after this period, his squad would soon surpass those guys from the afterlife—

This is his dream; he keeps running forward, never stopping.

The appearance of Lin Yue and his boss gave him the motivation and stage, provided resources and weapons, and even the boss covered medical care. Mann also had some prosthetics installed on Viktor's advice.

Unfortunately, he had planned to go to Dr. Victor's place in Night City to get some more supplies before the fight started, but the city was full of military agents, so he had to give up.

Rebecca, however, pursed her lips. Her mind was filled with the familiar smell of cigarettes in Lin Yue's room, those vivid days, and even Lin Yue's words, "Practice some more," came to mind. She seemed to have made up her mind about something—her expression gradually became serious, with a kind of fanatical obsession.

"Let's go! We'll have a real fight with this brat!"

……

As Lin Yue was delivering supplies to Hanz, he passed the training ground. A wildfire raged outside the dilapidated, crumbling building; the floors inside must have been destroyed by Mann and his team. It seemed Mann and his group had already set off.

We have to change locations. Some members of the animal gang know this place. The more intense the battle with Hanz becomes, the more careful we need to be.

If it weren't for the overwhelming external pressure engulfing him, he could have become a mercenary in Night City, seen this bustling metropolis, and lived a life of hedonism—but reality won't let go of anyone who is unwilling to be ordinary: if he asked himself honestly, Lin Yue had already been pushed onto the ladder, and too many people would disagree if he withdrew halfway.

Putting his thoughts aside, Lin Yue focused his attention.

In my memory, in 2077, Luk Shuang Manor was the place with the most Voodoo Gang gatherings in Dogtown, and also a branch of the Voodoo Gang's extortion and murder network in Dogtown. These people seized this biotechnology facility for certain things inside...

The Voodoo Gang in 2075 had clearly been operating in Dogtown for a long time, and its territory size, personnel, and scale of black market operations were basically on par with those in 2077.

The only strange thing is that this voodoo gang at Lu Ke Shuang Manor seems to have only emerged in the last month.

But thinking about all this now is useless. Lin Yue needs to go in first to scout out the location for Mann and his team and figure out the firepower configuration. So, in a moment of thought, he inserted the blank separation chip into his neck.

The website contains many language translation models, and Lin Yue is confident that he can at least understand what those guys who like to speak Haitian dialect are planning.

The only downside is that Fentala has been to the Voodoo Gang's hideout, so he might not get some useful information, but checking the firepower and personnel numbers is still worthwhile.

The Voodoo Gang and the Cleaners are notorious in Night City, but in Dogtown, while these gangs aren't exactly part of the same group as the outsiders, they're even more ruthless—they're all in cahoots!
As the car slowed down, Lin Yue searched everywhere for the location of the Voodoo Gang.

Lin Yue unlocked the [Tingwei Colby CX410 Lone Peak] using the Ventara digital information. If it weren't for the busybody Ghost Dog asking him to move the car, he wouldn't have known it was a Ventara. This kind of car is commonly used by street thugs and private thugs; the trunk is suitable for carrying wrapped corpses. It seems Ventara has done this kind of work for Hanz quite a bit.

Under the overpass of the Lu Ke Shuang Mountain Resort Spa is where Lin Yue first parted ways with Emma... Speaking of hackers, Lin Yue felt that after this trip, he needed to find a network access pod at the stadium and quickly put his intellectual expertise to good use.

The Voodoo Gang's hideout was found in no time. There were no brightly colored totems, and the sentries at the entrance were dark-skinned guys with white stripes painted on their bodies. That was pretty much their hideout.

As soon as Lin Yue got out of the car, the Haitians started chattering away.

The prosthetic eye started translating automatically... Hmm, it understands.

The sentry, with his dreadlocks and the optical implants commonly used by hackers, scanned Hanz's bodyguard up and down. "This guy has military-grade ICE… (local slang)."

Lin Yue immediately turned hostile upon sensing the scan. To be precise, that's just how Fentara's temper is: "You motherfucker, try scanning me again and see what happens?!"

The voodoo gang woman, emaciated and carrying a gun, rudely approached and shouted in English, "What do you want, you strong pig!"

Lin Yue shoved the woman aside, "Are you blind? I'm here to do business for my boss... Get out of my way!"

Upon seeing the bodyguard's defensive demeanor, the sentry immediately softened, spreading his hands and muttering in English, "Just verifying identity—"

Lin Yue shoved aside the people in his way with displeasure, and whispers came from behind him.

"This guy is fierce." (local dialect)

At this point, Lin Yue turned around and pointed to his head, "Speak like a human being, I can't understand you!"

After all, the details need to be right.

Lin Yue was certain that Ventara was not fluent in Haitian. He had been sent by Hans to deal with Haitians before, and Ventara even had a Haitian translation book in his car, but Ventara used it as a napkin. It even had Hans's signature on it—he was a cultured man, after all!
However, that's just how the Voodoo Gang is; if you're weak, they'll be tough; if you have confidence, they'll back down.

The Voodoo Gang's hideouts are basically all the same: no lights on, relying entirely on the server's lighting and emergency lights—connecting to cyberspace and running various servers requires a lot of electricity, and generators are a scarce resource in Dogtown. Under any circumstances, the Voodoo Gang prioritizes supplying network hackers, servers, and the hacker chairs that cool them down...

Lin Yue entered the lobby, which was filled with familiar servers emitting a red glow. A mechanical AI voice announced: "Intrusion detected. Permission granted."

Lin Yue listened to the tone of the voice and thought, "Hmm, it seems like the company's defense system has been modified."

He didn't observe too much along the way, trying his best to memorize everything in his mind—but strangely, Lin Yue always felt that something was following him... There was a constant clicking and rattling sound next to him.

The sound of this mechanical transmission... wait a minute!
Lin Yue suddenly reached to his side, and his hand immediately hit something hard, causing his fingers to ache.

The environment around his hands seemed distorted by the high temperature, and the light and shadow were somewhat blurry. At this moment, a heavily modified security robot slowly appeared, its scarlet visual system staring at him.

Optical camouflage?!

Lin Yue's hair stood on end. Who the hell would have thought that the Kangtao robot would have such prosthetics? Upon closer inspection, the robot's appearance was extremely strange. Some of the prosthetics on its body were not parts that a security robot should have at all, and some implants... seemed to be human?!
For a moment, both the person and the machine were stunned... The robot mechanically twisted its neck and stiffly gestured for them to proceed.

Lin Yue frowned as he watched the robot lead the way, and slowly followed.

After navigating through countless small doors, the robot finally stopped in front of a smashed wall—a rare bright light emanated from within, and the wall was covered in graffiti.

After glancing at the robot beside him that hadn't moved, Lin Yue had memorized all the necessary firepower configurations along the way.

There should be a few more robots like this, so he recorded more details on the chip. The team would naturally have their own judgment on what to do.

The rusty automatic door in front of me opened:

Lin Yue saw a face that he vaguely recognized.

Next to the hacker chair sat a man whose entire body was gray and white, resembling a skeleton. His skin had some ulcers, beneath which were fluorescent blue hacker cooling implants.

The slider also has a similar design. On one hand, these things resemble RGB light strips on computer cases, which emit flowing light once connected to the network. Hackers love this kind of flashy gadget. On the other hand, it is a cooling device that connects all implants in the body to prevent localized overheating. Of course, it also has the function of indicating network status.

Mirko Alexis's eyes were a terrifying white; without internet access, he looked like a zombie.

"That granpè (old man) finally sent you?"

Lin Yue didn't speak, he just nodded, looking like he couldn't stand the air in the place, but in fact he was afraid of giving himself away.

As this was the second transaction, Lin Yue himself knew too few details... at least he was unsure of the purpose of these company employee lists. He only speculated that these were lists that Hanz sold to the Voodoo Gang to make money through illicit means.

Furthermore, Hans said he would help them, but he didn't elaborate on what kind of help.

The guy's voice didn't match his appearance; he looked like an ordinary young man. "Give me the item, I'll verify it."

Lin Yue handed over the chip and sat down in a chair next to him. The guy glanced at the rude bodyguard Hanz and inserted the device into the device next to the chair behind him.

“The information provided by this middleman is really detailed, much better than that of the Ghost Hound… What about the other things?” Mirko turned around and stared at Lin Yue.

Lin Yue shook his head, "There's nothing else, it's all here."

Just as Lin Yue was wondering if he had missed something, Mirko immediately started cursing in Haitian, "Damn old bastard, you promised to help me get rid of the internet censors! And you told me to keep hacking these corporate dogs' prosthetic bodies, where's what I asked for?!"

Lin Yue pretended not to understand and muttered under his breath, "What are you babbling about? Calm down, buddy? With you all flustered, there's no way I can handle this—"

Mirko: "The internet police! Those dogs from the internet police have bitten me, and they promised to take care of my troubles!"

Just as Lin Yue was wondering what this old bastard Hanz was up to, a text message was sent to him.

[Hanz: Send this message to my friend: the first of these people has been let go, and the internet censors and hackers who were chasing him have been dealt with.]

After reading the text message, Lin Yue said, "The boss said the first person on the list has stopped extorting you... The people chasing you have been dealt with."

Mirko's agitation showed no signs of abating. "That's a very important target! Lots of money! If we hack his synthetic organ, we'll have more money than we can eat—and we'll get the [Winter Moon] data! (in the local dialect)"

Hmm? Winter month?

Lin Yue wondered if the hacker was too easily angered, as he kept cursing loudly in the local dialect, but Lin Yue overheard a lot of information.

He feigned impatience and said, "No... can you even speak English? You bastard!"

So he simply pretended to be deaf and dumb, and only after this somewhat "superhuman" hacker had completely calmed down did he ask, "Calmed down?"

Although Mirko's eyes had no pupils, Lin Yue could read the resentment in them.

“He’s trying to curry favor with the internet regulators, but he’s unwilling to part with our money—filthy dog.” At that moment, another voodoo gang member walked in speaking in a local dialect.

Hearing more information, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Wow, what a fruitful haul! It turns out that Hanz also likes to have his cake and eat it too.

This voodoo gang's business is actually quite simple: first, they use their intelligence network to target the company's technical staff, then they hack into their prosthetic bodies and extort money from them... Sounds okay, but what if it's synthetic lungs or vital organs? They can threaten you into transferring money and then force you to steal the company's prototype technology...

It seems many people have been harmed, after all, modifying the Kangtao robots outside the door like that would require a lot of prosthetics.

That said, Hanz seems to like betting on both sides. According to his memories in the game, players either kill Milko to earn Hanz's favor with the company dogs, or release Milko to earn double the favor with the company dogs and the internet monitors... He doesn't lose money in most of his business dealings.

Lin Yue knew what this "good guy" from Dogtown was up to.

After a moment's thought, Lin Yue could only shrug: What to do then? Just ruin his business.

Lin Yue had copied the entire list and kept a copy for future reference.

Now all that's left is for me to send out the intelligence. Once Mann's team breaks in, I'll try to destroy a few servers... The Voodoo Gang will be unhappy and will all go off to do business with the Hound of the Underworld. Wouldn't Hanz be even worse off then? Even if Mirko is a small fry, the people who make money from this will still be unhappy.

At that moment, the Voodoo Gang members walked in from outside, grumbling, "What are you still doing here? Waiting for us to bring you afternoon tea?"

This voodoo gang was ruined half by their words; looking at it this way, the slider actually speaks quite like a human.

Lin Yue was too lazy to deal with these bastards, so he turned around and left. "That's all then, I'm outta here... It was really bad luck to deliver things to you guys!"

Mirko pulled back his companion who was about to explode and said in the local dialect, "Forget it, the internet censors have been removed. I can see them from here... I'm going to start working online. I can extort several company dogs this month. If they don't listen, I'll shut down their breathing apparatus. As for those who only give money and don't sell to the company... I'll kill them all after I get the money."

"The only pity is that we have to let go of the one in the winter month."

Another voodoo gang member crossed his arms: "How about we get a new person—and continue with Winter Moon? That network access pod is very important; it can help us replenish a lot of fresh blood."

Lin Yue, who paused slightly outside the door, slowly left, lighting a cigarette as he did so.

No wonder the colonel didn't get angry.

Judging from Hanz's attitude, even though he was kicked out of the company, he's still trying to curry favor with the company and kick Hansen out of his nest.

Lin Yue laughed maniacally, "If you like business, then I wish you happiness and enjoyment in your work..."
-
In Night City, there are advertisements wherever people breathe.

The electronic screens, large and small, responsible for displaying these advertisements are all from Fuyutsuki Electronics, a Tokyo-based company with a market capitalization exceeding 400 billion euros and a branch office in Night City.

In this world, the giant corporations that survive have all achieved complete monopoly in some aspect.

In other words, no one can take away Fuyutsuki's business in this territory. Not only that, Fuyutsuki also monopolizes the production of the carriers in this world that can contain various forms of information—such as text, technical principles, images, etc., the most important of which is the [separate chip].

But in the implant business, Fuyuki Electronics is also making great strides.

The "Winter Moon Repairman" series is their flagship product line of network access modules. This module integrates most of the operations that hackers actively need to perform; even if your networking skills are average, Winter Moon Electronics can solve your problems!

Kitahara Kano, from the research and development team of the Winter Moon Night City branch, hurried past the employee workstations outside. His face was pale, his lips were purple, and even his legs were trembling. "Manager!"

Kitahara Konno pushed aside the obstructing subordinates. As a typical Japanese company, Fuyutsuki has always adhered to the workplace rules of Japanese companies... When you see your boss, it's best to bow respectfully.

"Damn it." Kitahara loosened his tie, pushed his subordinate aside, and slammed all the documents off the table with a clatter.

After stumbling into the sterile product showroom, he fell to the ground and locked the automatic door behind him.

"Damn it, you saw that, didn't you?! Huh?" Kitahara brought his face close to the network access module implanted in the transparent security cabinet in the exhibition hall, which was the prototype of the Fuyutsuki Tinker.

At that moment, a young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hmm, very good. Now... do you feel a little better breathing?"

Kitahara suddenly let out a grunt, leaning against the cabinet and greedily inhaling the air—

“Damn it…it’s all over!” Kitahara was heartbroken and kept muttering to himself.

If he had known better, he shouldn't have gone out for business yesterday, nor should he have shown off by telling his subordinates that he had served in the military... He insisted that the driver take him back so he could run with weights on his back. So, drunk, he pushed past the security guards and staggered into Twisty Street.

Later... he met a woman—anyway, he had his fun, and who the hell remembers what that doll looked like?! But today he woke up to a terrible ordeal. He didn't know if it was because he connected to an unsafe Mewtwo external device, but his synthetic lungs were taken over by those Voodoo Gang bastards early this morning!
When he answered the extortion call with his neck choked, he faced a choice between one million euros and his life.

It's pitiful for him, a mid-level technical manager... His monthly salary basically goes towards paying off the loan for the company's housing and the implant, how can he still have so much left?!
Just as he was pleading desperately, the hacker added, "I can also use the design blueprints of your company's products to save your life."

This malicious hacker not only hacked his own synthetic lung, but also his prosthetic eye—

This essentially eliminated Kitahara's chances of seeking external assistance.

The hacker on the phone pondered for a long time, then said, "Fuyuki Tinkerer! I need the blueprints for your product."

Kitahara immediately jumped up, "Are you crazy? Do you know what the consequences will be if I give you this blueprint?! We're all going to be killed by Fuyutsuki's company agents in Night City! If... the company buys Arasaka's security services, you're fucking dead!"

The extortionist sneered, "I'll give you two hours, and I'll have the sentry let you into Dogtown... Remember! Don't bring anyone with you, you know the consequences."

……

Dogtown, Lu Ke Shuang, afternoon.

A group of people sat in the car, staring intently at the Voodoo Gang members standing not far away at the entrance of the Lu Ke Shuang Mountain Resort Spa.

After meeting with Lin Yue in the known area, Mann and his team successfully obtained the firepower configuration map and detailed information, with Lin Yue even marking the key areas.

"So our Mr. Hanz is really involved in kidnapping? That's pretty damn shrewish, taking money from the company and money from the Voodoo Gang... sucking up from both sides! Tsk tsk."

Although Mann was a mercenary leader, he at least understood how this business operated.

Dorothy loaded her smart weapon. "Attack the server location according to the diagram—don't attract the attention of the Ghost Hounds. Execute the plan!"

Pila pulled out a string of grenades strung together and shoved them into Rebecca's arms. "Throw them in like crazy, bro!"

Rebecca rolled her eyes at her brainless brother. "So, what are we going to do with the server?"

Mann turned around and said, "Use firepower to buy time for me and Dorio. We just need to get close enough to detonate the bomb. The server itself is easy to blow up."

In Night City, even the largest street shootouts are limited to light firepower, and there are very few instances of using bombs with a large area of ​​effect. But the current Mann squad is no longer the kind of street mercenaries they used to be. They will never use light firepower if heavy firepower is available, and if they can solve the problem with explosions, they will stuff bombs into the area.

At this moment, Hacker Cat in the channel said, "Get the timing right! Especially... uh, the big gun."

Rebecca waited expectantly for the cat to call out the name. Upon hearing it, she slumped back in her chair, feeling a sense of bliss, a mysterious smile on her face.

Pila jumped out of the car with the sniper rifle in his arms. Mann watched him closely until he found a high vantage point. By the time Pila sent a message through the communication system, the car had already started moving slowly.

Mann stepped on the gas and accelerated suddenly!
The Voodoo Gang members were still chatting idly at the entrance when the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the road rang out—before they could even see who it was, their heads were sliced ​​off cleanly by a bullet from the cat demon.

Pila, who was in charge of sniping and blocking the enemy from the high ground, patted Lin Yue's cat, "Ha! Good buddy, you're really awesome!"

Mann: "Go!"

Rebecca, holding a crane gun, kicked open the back door of the van, yelling, "You idiots! Time for a bath!"

She held the heavy machine gun, which was mainly used for automatic turrets, steadily in her hand. Rebecca tightened her stance, and a burst of bullets poured out of the barrel like a flood, instantly turning four or five voodoo gang members into sieves!
These poor guys didn't even have a chance to fire their guns—

Shell casings clattered to the ground, and dust and debris continued to fly everywhere!
Hearing the commotion, the Voodoo Gang rushed out to provide support, but after Rebecca fired dozens of bullets, not only were there no survivors at the door, but even the weeds were cut down.

Seeing the heavy firepower at the entrance, the Voodoo Gang had no choice but to quickly close the heavy automatic door. Rebecca tried firing a burst of bullets at the door, only to find that it only left dents. This thing couldn't be opened with ordinary bombs; the team's hackers had to step in.

Mann called out, "Open the door!"

Dorothy inserted the human-computer interaction cable into the keypad lock on the door, and the door was unlocked in less than two seconds.

In that instant, the voodoo gang hidden inside began to retaliate, and the words "tracking" or "deciphering" appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Quickly find the external port, I'll handle it!"

Cat is directly responsible for counterattacking the hackers on the other side. She provides remote support from cyberspace, and her team members enter the facility to help her access the subnet to achieve countermeasures.

Mann, a cigarette dangling from his lips, was amazed by the superior usability of the smart weapons, a quality that far exceeded his traditional, conservative mindset.

These caseless guided bullets are like deadly locusts, using the prosthetic hand [Intelligent Connection] to make it impossible for enemies hiding behind them to escape!
Sensing something was amiss, the Voodoo Gang wasn't about to sit idly by. Several of their pre-programmed automatic turrets were aimed at the enemies who had just stormed in. Rebecca, nimble as ever, dropped her heavy machine gun and ducked away, head down.

Everyone clung tightly to the sides of the gate; the bullets inside were pressing down on them, preventing anyone from getting in!

Mann roared, "This is awesome! We're halfway through the cracking... Clear out the way, we need to get the cat in quickly!"

"They're here, they're here, stop yelling." Pila kept muttering, moving to the side until he could finally see part of the situation inside the door. He lay down and took out the heavy machine guns one by one.

Seeing that her brother had taken care of the heavy firepower, Rebecca, who had a chance to peek out, threw the string of grenades hanging on her shoulder into the fray without saying a word!
That's how it's taught in the chip design: bomb it before you even enter.

This is a long-standing practice of the military science department; they prioritize firepower when manufacturing guns.

Voodoo Gang: "A ghost hound?! Holy crap, what the hell is going on?"

"Go find Mirko for me!"

The voodoo gang inside was still hacking into these people's ICE, and when they saw the fluorescent green painted uniforms and the firepower they were carrying, they were stunned for a moment. Shouldn't the Ghost Hounds be their partners?!
After Rebecca threw in the last deep-cutting grenade, almost everyone inside was dead.

Braving the choking smoke and dust in the passageway, with Voodoo Gang members blown to pieces by grenades on both sides, the team broke through the gate in less than three minutes through close coordination!

Mann stomped on the face of a Voodoo Gang member who was trying to pick up a gun and fight back at the door, making a cracking sound. With a cigarette in his mouth, the backlit hound mask looked somewhat ferocious and terrifying.

The others also fired shots as soon as they entered the room. As long as the person was still alive, they would fire a shot first!
Mann commanded, "Big Gunners, go first! Coolie, keep an eye on the situation outside!"

Just as Mann took a step, a mechanical arm suddenly emerged from the pile of rubble that had been blown into a heap of construction debris next to Rebecca not far away!
Rebecca, standing in front, instinctively turned her gun around and opened fire.

A strangely shaped robot emerged from the garbage. Heavy machine gun bullets hit its body, sending sparks flying, but the kinetic machine gun only made it pause for a moment.

Just as Rebecca gritted her teeth and opened fire with her gun, the guy suddenly vanished!

"It's a Kanto security robot! It has optical camouflage, be careful!"

"屮!"

Mann and Dorio simultaneously raised their guns to support Rebecca from all sides. Rebecca reacted quickly and fired into the gaps in the firepower. In that instant, everything around Rebecca seemed to quiet down. There was the rustling sound of bullets hitting debris, the clanging sound of bullets hitting concrete, and the crisp sound of bullets hitting steel.

Right in front of me!
Rebecca instinctively raised the gorilla's arm to block, just as a transparent samurai sword was slashing towards her!

A large foot suddenly shot out, and the guy was kicked away by Mann, then flew backward and rolled to the side!
The burly man rushed toward the robot equipped with a human prosthetic body at an incredible speed!

Mann jammed the robot's neck, a series of clicking sounds emanating from the gaps in its prosthetic arm! The silver muzzle of the projectile launching system instantly lit up—

boom!
Everyone looked at the smashed wall. Although the robot's optical camouflage was flashing and half of its head was gone, it could still move! A missile fired at such close range, and it was unharmed?! The quality of Kangtao's robots is insane!

The dangerous creature vanished once again, leaving only the sound of machinery crashing to the ground.

Dorothy watched the battlefield intently. Once she found the control room, she took advantage of a lull in the fighting to connect the cat to the facility's subnet.

Within seconds, the cat activated a portion of the network in one of the Voodoo Gang's control rooms—using their IFF (Identification Friend or Foe) system, pointing all the still-functioning cameras at the area around Mann and Rebecca, and sure enough, they could identify the terrifying robot with its optical camouflage in their field of vision.

It's coming at you!

The sound of a cat exploded in Dorio's mind.

The woman was strong yet agile. She suddenly leaped up and immediately turned to the side. It seemed as if a breeze had swept past her—the computer behind Dorio had split cleanly in half from the middle edge.

The optical camouflage faded, and the robot knife got stuck in the table. Although it could be pulled out, it was a little slow.

Dorio sneered and delivered a devastating punch to the liver!

The moment she made contact with the robot's body, her fist struck the steel, exposing the internal wiring and flesh. Dorio didn't care and watched the robot fly backward.

Rebecca exclaimed, "Awesome!"

Cat: "Nine o'clock."

Mann and Rebecca exchanged a knowing smile and fired simultaneously in the direction the cat had indicated!
The robot hadn't expected its position to be locked so quickly; it was shot down by Rebecca's heavy machine gun as it was jumping! The whole process was clean and swift.

"Intrusion warning! Intrusion warning - Error... Error."

The robot convulsed on the ground, uttering incoherent mechanical sounds.

Rebecca stared intently at the thing that had wasted everyone's precious time, and used her gun to sweep it across the ground until it rolled around until the magazine was empty. Finally, Mann raised his hand and blasted the troublesome thing to pieces with a single shot.

"Five minutes already, hurry up!"

The server was set up in a small room, where the voodoo henchmen rushed forward in a chaotic frenzy.

"there!"

They looked up at the top of the central hall.

Standing on the second floor was a short woman dressed as a hound. Before everyone's eyes, her Defender heavy machine gun shattered the fence blocking their view. The burst of firepower left no one with time to dodge. Her body exploded into sprays of blood before being torn apart by the powerful bullets...

Mann and Dorio glanced at Rebecca, who was suppressing the enemy, and then headed towards the location marked on the server.

In a cell somewhere along the only passage to the Voodoo Gang's server, the sudden bursts of gunfire and explosions outside naturally caught the attention of a man in the room whose face was ashen. He looked up in surprise and pressed his face against the door to hear what had happened.

The man with messy hair is Kitahara Konno, a member of Fuyutsuki Company.

"Is that a company? Damn!"

Kitahara was both surprised and delighted, but then his face darkened. He had already sold the prototype of the repairman—wasn't the company going to deal with him?
Just as he was lost in thought, the door was kicked open!

Two ghostly hound soldiers entered, guns raised!

Upon seeing the two tall figures wearing ghostly hound masks in front of him, Kitahara immediately cowered to the side in fear. "Damn it! Don't kill me! Please—I don't know anything!"

What are the Ghost Hounds?! They're the army of a gang of scumbags!

Everyone who works at Night City knows this.

Although he didn't know why the Ghost Hound was attacking the Voodoo Gang, Kitahara knew he was most likely going to die here.

Dorothy and Mann exchanged a glance; they had seen this guy before!
Mann walked up to him, grabbed his hair, and the guy was so scared that he wet his pants.

"Fuyutsuki Electronics, Kitahara Konno?"

The trembling Kitahara stopped begging for mercy, swallowed hard, and exclaimed, "Huh?!"

Seeing the attitude of the other side, Kitahara felt he had a chance, so he quickly knelt on the ground and begged, "Our company has business dealings with the Colonel! Really! A lot of things are sold at Dogtown Stadium—let me go, I can give you money! We're all acquaintances, aren't we?"

Mann, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, said, "Who the hell knows you!"

He thought for a moment, and the muffled voice of the "Ghost Hound" crouched down. "You weren't tricked into coming here by the Voodoo Gang today, were you?"

Kitahara, disregarding his image, nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice. "You...how did you know? You're in cahoots?!"

Mann: "No."

Kitahara hurriedly pleaded, "Our company has a product prototype that was taken by the Voodoo Gang. If you can help me get it back, I'll pay you!"

Dorothy kicked him, "Am I here to work for you?"

A cat's voice rang out, calm and seemingly advising: "Is this guy from the company? Tell him that Hanz sold him, let him go, and let him tell the company that these prototypes don't need to be lost, and he can live too."

Mann and Dorio were stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized—Holy crap! There are really such evil people?!
"You and that bastard are really going to be the same kind of scoundrel!"

Dorothy shook her head. No wonder the cat and Lin Yue could run a business together. This was just too damn vicious!
Mann: "We're not interested in your prototype—if you want to live, you'd better tell the company that Hans from Dogtown sold you out, understand?"

After saying that, the two left, leaving Kitahara completely bewildered and shrinking back.

He immediately realized what was happening and scrambled outside.

As he passed through the hall, the corpses scattered all over the floor almost made him vomit several times. Out of desperation, he looked up, but his hair stood on end. On the second floor, a petite ghost hound was holding a heavy weapon that seemed disproportionate to its size, and it was staring straight at him.

This guy killed all of these people?!
Kitahara swallowed hard. "One of us!... Cough, one of us!"

Rebecca was speechless. She glared at him and continued to be on guard against the Voodoo Gang, who might appear at any moment. Kitahara moved to the side along the wall, and after finding that the ghostly hound hadn't moved, he quickly took off running! He kept looking back as he ran, his soul chasing after him the whole way!

His mind was filled with images of the mutilated corpses in the Voodoo Gang's hideout, the bombed-out houses, the heavy stench of blood, and the terrifying twin-tailed hounds...

suddenly!

A deafening explosion rang out, accompanied by a powerful shockwave!
Kitahara's ears were ringing, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground. His suit and the skin underneath were scraped raw by the rough ground. Fear and the long run made him gag repeatedly. Just then, a van roared out of the fireball and sped away down the road!

"My..."

Kitahara swore that today was the most dramatic day of his life!
He no longer cared about extortion or blueprints.

Even if he were imprisoned and tortured by the company, he didn't want to stay in this place for even a second longer!
Without time to think, despite his aching body, the will to survive compelled him to stand up, stagger away, and disappear into the piles of dilapidated buildings in Dogtown.

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