Cyberpunk: 2075

Wearing the combat uniform of an Arasaka soldier, standing at the edge of the hall, Karl felt that this life was really wonderful.

When I worked for Military Technology, I had to wear the Arasaka Soldier Combat Uniform. Now when I work for Arasaka, I still have to wear the Arasaka Soldier Combat Uniform. Is this uniform bound? No matter which company, I like to use it, right?

Although he complained in his heart, Karl still had to admit that these clothes were indeed rare and fine clothes.

It won't be too restrictive. Weapons can be hung everywhere on the body, and the protection is good. Just the one on Carl's body is sold.

Maybe they can be sold for several thousand euros.

Even wearing an Arasaka helmet, it’s quite frustrating that my face can’t be exposed.

"Ahem."

When Carl was thinking that no one was here anyway, so it would be fine if he leaned against the wall, he saw V, who was not wearing a helmet and was wearing the same combat uniform as him, walking over with his hands behind his back, and coughed on purpose when he got in front of him. twice.

"what."

"No. 4, are you monitoring carefully?"

Wearing a badge on his chest with the words "Captain of the Second Combat Team" written on it, V looked human-like. He looked at Karl, pretending to be serious and said: "You have to watch carefully, pay attention." Condition."

"Fuck you."

The palm of Karl's glove showed a middle finger and gave it to V: "It's a shame, because the face is not famous, you can be a captain who shows his face, right?"

"Haha, I feel weird too."

V smiled, pulled the clothes on his body that made him feel uncomfortable, and said: "I have never tried this kind of clothes, but when I put them on, I did feel like I was wearing a dog's skin. How about it? Isn't it like the tone I learned just now?" picture."

"Like a hairy person, the superiors in Arasaka are arrogant and commanding towards their subordinates. Your tone is too fake, and something doesn't sound right to you."

Carl complained, looked away, looked at the spacious banquet hall on the unmanned floor, and asked V: "How are Oliver and Jack over there? Are the other staff coming in soon?"

"No, the person responsible for the re-inspection at the intersection they are at is Arasaka's own combat team. The Kenichi Shiro you mentioned is watching. I don't need to appear at that place at all, so I ran over to your side to watch. Saw it."

V glanced at the wall next to where Karl was standing. There seemed to be nothing there, but V knew that there was a hidden emergency elevator there. They came up through this elevator, and Karl's mission today was to guard the This elevator.

"Speaking of which, Karl, have you seen Adam Hammer? Isn't he now the security director of Arasaka Tower? How come I haven't seen him from the beginning to the end?"

Thinking of the guards, V thought of the famous one, a legend that even he, a former Ranger, knew, Adam Hammer. He was curious why the security director didn't show up today when it was supposed to be about security.

"Maybe they are guarding there, but we can't see them."

Karl's eyes swept across the cameras arranged among the chandeliers in the banquet hall: "After all, through surveillance, those in the control room can see the situation in this banquet hall more clearly than we can."

"That may be the case. It's a pity that T-BUG can't come this time. Otherwise, I would like her to help us connect the camera to see what the situation is like inside Arasaka Tower."

"Come on V, no matter how awesome T-BUG is, she may not be a match for the hackers in the entire Arasaka Tower. We are just here to get paid to be security guards, so we'd better not do so many things."

Karl always felt that V was particularly capable of troubleshooting, and hacking into Arasaka Tower was something that ordinary mercenaries dared to think about.

"So we are just going to be security guards today?"

"Otherwise, that's 150,000 euros per person. It's not too much to look at the situation. We are mercenaries. If we are given enough money, we will do whatever we want. Besides, this kind of work is considered a good job."

"Is it true that nothing will happen?"

"Don't always think about doing more work for others V..."

Carl was a little speechless because of V's temper. He was just like the one who took 30,000 euros when they first met and wanted to help his team with two companions to fight night ghosts. V's work spirit is too reliable. He always thinks about it. When you get money, you have to do things worthy of the money. , there is nothing wrong with doing things beautifully for the sake of the employer, but the problem is that his concept of money and work matching is based on his standards. In the mercenary industry, his kind of money and work matching The spirit can be regarded as disrupting the market.

Thinking about the work that V thought he could do in the discussion team, Carl felt that it was outrageous. For a few thousand euros, he was willing to wipe out an entire gang place without leaving any survivors. This was not the first time that Carl took on a job, so he was not that aggrieved.

"People are coming."

Just when Karl was about to discuss the situation of intermediaries and mercenaries with V, his eyes noticed the position at the entrance of the hall.

A person walked in, and after that person, people kept coming in one after another, which made him interrupt the chat.

"Has it started yet?"

Looking back at the well-dressed personnel in various formal attires, V nodded to Karl and walked towards the area he was responsible for.

It is now 6:20 in the evening, which is an unusual time for a banquet to begin.

The banquet hall where Carl was located was the highest among the four-story banquet halls. The people who were qualified to enter this banquet hall were at least the section chiefs of Arasaka Corporation. According to the people Carl had seen, the most basic people were all at Tanaka level.

That was the Yoshihide who was unfortunately expelled from the mission of the Cybertron and fell into the hands of Mann and his men.

Carl's eyes under his helmet were calm about these people who were chatting and walking in the banquet hall. He did not feel that they were great or had high status.

He had killed the vice president after all. Although he had not killed the directors of the board of directors and ministers at the next level, it was not impossible to try if he had the chance.

I hope I don't have to kill someone suddenly today.

Looking at the flow of people, Carl's peripheral vision suddenly noticed a touch of azure.

Azure?

This hair color is not uncommon in Night City, but Carl inexplicably felt that the azure blue was quite familiar, and even had a sense of nostalgia for not seeing it for a long time...::

He moved his sight and followed the azure blue color, and then he saw a pair of purple pupils.

The girl with the azure blue ponytail hair was a girl with purple pupils.

The girl had a decent appearance, with patch-like prostheses on both sides of her cheeks.

Seeing her, Carl couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He didn't expect to meet her today...:

This friend he hadn't seen for a long time.