Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

"NCPD! Stay calm! Don't hurt the hostages!"

While the police colleagues were distracting the criminals, Simon gasped for air and rushed to the rooftop of the high-rise building as fast as he could.

This is opposite the Chinese restaurant, which is an excellent sniping position.

Taking off the "lover" on his back - the sniper rifle: SPT32 Ice Storm, Simon prepared for the sniper move professionally and quickly.

The graceful, slender and athletic beast awakened from its long slumber.

Every time it raises its head and screams, a heinous criminal will fall to the ground and fall into eternal sleep.

Simon Haye, 70 years old, is a sniper. He was drafted into the army in 2022. He has experienced the Fourth Company War and the Unification War. He has galloped onto the battlefield with his outstanding sniper talent and has killed 542 people in exaggerated numbers that no one has broken through so far.

After the Unification War, he retired honorably in 2070 and worked as a security consultant for military technology and biotechnology companies for 4 years.

A total of 437 "security incidents" of various sizes were resolved. Among them, 44 times, he personally took action, bypassing all obstacles and sniping armed thugs and cybermaniacs through walls.

This time is no exception.

The stakes are so high that one of the major shareholders of biotechnology and the sole heir of the Bettencourt family has been taken hostage!

Major media outlets heard the news and rushed to obtain first-hand information and the clearest live broadcast footage.

Old Simon, who has lost his former glory, had no choice but to rush to the frontline battlefield in accordance with the orders of the top management of the biotechnology company.

Fortunately, he is not fighting alone.

Old Simon turned his head and glanced at the other two snipers in the building next door, with a smile on his lips.

At the age of 18, despite his parents' objections, he resolutely enlisted in the army. When he finally returned from the battlefield, he had no relatives or friends.

He simply accepted two apprentices, a boy and a girl, and taught them all the sniper skills.

The two apprentices did not live up to his high expectations. They grew up rapidly in just a few years and solved various major cases brilliantly again and again.

Next month, this pair of outstanding snipers will join hands and enter the marriage hall.

Old Simon was very happy, and he often couldn't help but imagine that in the near future, he would quit his job, completely stay away from blood and fire, and concentrate on helping the couple raise their children, and strive to train another sniper genius.

This is not the first time that he and his apprentices have joined forces to solve a case.

Hope it's not the last time.

Old Simon slowly calmed down his breathing, adjusted the beating frequency of his heart, and stared through the scope at an armed gangster standing next to Bonnie Bettencourt.

His dry finger rubbed back and forth on the trigger without any trembling.

The whole world seemed to have become quiet, and I could only hear my own steady and powerful heartbeat beating one by one.

"Three, two,..." He ordered to his disciples through the communication channel. At that time, there will be three roars that will look up to the sky.

"one……"

His finger was firmly pressed on the trigger, but he could no longer pull it.

he died.

The figure of No. 003 arrived on the tall building at some point and was standing quietly beside the veteran.

It was Qiandai's "reality distortion" Si'an Westan 5 trial model that allowed him to transcend the constraints of time and space and fly here.

The true quality of this high-end product can only be tested in actual combat.

This is one of the reasons why Kangtao Company has the confidence to let the three of them build a stage with flesh and blood as planned to lure the violent terrorist mobile team into a head-on confrontation.

No. 003 lowered his head in pity, watching the veteran's head fall to the ground like a broken watermelon, blooming with bleeding flowers.

This metaphor is not appropriate.

In Night City, carefully cultivated fresh watermelons are hard to come by, much more expensive than a human head.

No. 003 sighed, the price of running at high speed was unbearable even for his body of steel.

Signals from No. 001 and No. 002 came to my ears.

The other two snipers have also been dealt with.

No. 003 was leaning on the guardrail of the rooftop, the barrel of the "comrade's hammer" in his hand was boiling hot.

Several news drones were swirling around him like annoying flies.

He sighed, and his hood was blown off by the howling wind on the rooftop, revealing the ferocious mechanical skull face and the Kang Tao company's logo underneath.

The viewers who were watching the live TV screamed in surprise.

"Kangtao Company is really awesome! Hurry up and buy shares and wait for it to take off!"

Someone was yelling, but it was a million times louder.

Kangtao's stock price has been rising all the way, instantly surpassing many of its rivals.

The guy who really knows the goods secretly bought some shares of Qiandai Company.

No one cares about the total destruction of this NCPD unit.

The digital game that keeps jumping on their accounts is their lifelong pursuit.

Just like the strong wind whistling in No. 003's ears, it is cold and ruthless.

He raised his head, and scarlet light penetrated the clouds.

Five hunters fell straight from the sky.

The Terrorist Mobile Team is here.

He chuckled softly, threw away the firearm in his hand, drew out the two long knives on his back, and arrogantly went against the light and wind, intending to trample the entire sky under his feet.

Chitei's "Reality Warp" vs. Klenchikov.

In a battle between fast people, slow guns are just a burden.

They must shuttle through the tunnel that transcends time and space, bite each other to death with teeth, claws, and knives, and fight for life and death among the splashing sparks and when a quarter of lightning flashes across the sky.

No. 003 stood hunched, with five sharp blades piercing the front and back of the steel body.

Five heads rolled to the ground.

He won.

The cold steel body does not need to fear pain.

The live news broadcast only paused for a few seconds, and in a blink of an eye, the winner was decided.

The top hunter of the Night City will also kneel down in front of him.

No. 003 is a little tired.

The scarlet light flashed and might go out at any time.

His will was a little slack, and he finally couldn't help it and took the initiative to call the girl.

"Hello? Uncle! You finally called! Let me tell you, I was kidnapped today! The three kidnappers are so scary. After killing the NCPD team, I don't know where they went now, otherwise..."

Her still energetic and cheerful voice could be heard in his ears, but his heart felt cold.

"Wow! Uncle, do you have a TV around you? Watch the live broadcast! These kidnappers turn out to be combat robots from Kangtao Company! I**..."

No. 003 just stared blankly at the footage of the news drone. The reflected figure had a ferocious face, its scarlet electronic eyes were silent, and there was no trace of flesh and blood on the steel bones.

"Oops, Oops! Uncle, let's stop talking! Those two robots are coming back!...Uncle, if I can survive...I want to say...I love you!"

The phone was hung up.

He stood silently on the rooftop, with corpses scattered everywhere under his feet and blood flowing like a stream.

The steel body trembled, he raised his head and let out the most piercing roar to the sky.

It was a miserable cry that even the devils in the deepest part of hell could not utter.

He tried crying, but found that he had no such function at all.

So he squatted down next to the veteran's body, and on the corpses of the five hunters, he used his cold mechanical fingers to stain the blood, and wiped it on his dry eye sockets.

She shed blood and tears like an evil ghost.

Gripping the two swords tightly, he activated Qiandai's "Reality Distortion" at full power.

The enhanced mechanical feet jumped up, and he ran wildly in the air. The high-speed shadow flashed past. His body was gradually cracking and slowly turning into dust, but the sharp double knives had already fallen.

He used the strong wind and lightning to kill his former partner on the spot.

Just for her.

Even until the end, they never really knew each other.

The scarlet light went out.

In the falling wind, someone seemed to be sighing softly.

2074, January 18, 21:00

"No. 003 is missing, and No. 001 and 002 are scrapped..." Zhang Xianan sat on his office chair, counting reports and talking on the phone, "Three robots, in exchange for the stock price of Kangtao Company, doubled, which is a good deal."

"We? Biotechnology companies are completely unable to compete with us now. This is the best reward."

Facing the inquiry on the other end of the phone, Zhang Xian'an just smiled faintly and threw the last image of robot No. 003 falling from the sky into the trash can at his feet.

Everyone is welcome to join the group! There are so few people!

By the way, please give me a monthly pass.