Chapter 381 - 353: Intercepting with a Car

[Qi Wei: Took out one coming from Zurich.]

[Qi Wei: Hmm... He disconnected from their combat network before intervening, can’t find any traces.]

It was regrettable that this prevented them from permanently locating the adversary through the network.

Therefore, they had to rely on the current situation on the real battlefield.

The first exchange of gunfire was followed by a second and a third.

In the right prosthetics and in the hands of the right user, the range of the stamping sniper rifle depended only on the solid fuel component of the bullet.

Generally, its conventional range was about 2000 to 3000 meters, with the recorded maximum sniping distance exceeding 10000 meters.

So, Lille set up the main venue under the Peizhuo Petrochemical dam at Woodhaven Street, thus reducing the defense area by half.

This shocking sniping record’s target was an armored unit; neither the firearms nor the users were ordinary. Lille did not think the enemy could achieve something so exaggerated, but a defensive radius of about 6000 to 7000 meters still needed to be maintained.

Man led the team to catch one, but there was not such good news from other places where gunfire was exchanged, the Six Street Gang couldn’t manage such a clean interception.

Centered around Woodhaven Street, nine battles broke out within a 7000-meter radius, seven of which escalated into motorbike wars. Man ended one, and the enemy ended another.

In addition, there were several incidents of information equipment being sabotaged, but no intruders were caught.

Lille’s prosthetic eye displayed a holographic city map with several red potential sniping points marked, indicating that the enemy might have reached those spots to snipe without making a sound.

These points were all still within a range of 6000 to 7000 meters, so the likelihood of the enemy possessing such sniping capabilities was not high.

All things considered, the current situation was relatively good news since the enemy had revealed more than they had concealed so far.

What they needed to do now was to drive those being pursued in one direction and then unleash his trump cards, Jack and V.

The members of the Six Street Gang saw a new HUD in their prosthetic eyes, marking the encirclement directions through augmented reality in their field of vision.

Outside the Redshirt camp, Lille watched as two upgraded flying motorcycles left the depot; the AI would automatically navigate to the boarding point.

[Lille: Motorbikes are being deployed in your direction, upgraded versions. Experience them for yourselves.]

[V: Alright, then you just squat in the hacker room?]

[Lille: I’m going to find the sniper.]

A silky mechanical octopus arm extended from behind and excitedly flexed its claws in front of Lille.

...

Boom!

A car being driven was hit by a grenade, the fireball instantly engulfed the vehicle, and by the time the car emerged upright out of the fireball, it was nothing but burning scrap metal.

Burning members of the Six Street Gang were thrown out of the car, painfully wailing as they hit the ground.

Swoosh!

A doorless Mizutani Hayabusa zoomed past the scene like the wind and powerfully drifted into a turn!

At the driver’s seat, a woman whose mouth had been completely replaced with an enhanced breathing mask was firing a blazing machine gun!

However, the bullets from such a heavy machine gun seemed like a mere drizzle under the suppressive fire of the pursuers—

"This place has too much firepower! We should have brought more guns!"

"Should we call the cops then?"

"Are you brain-dead? We’re here illegally!"

"Change ammo, cover me!"

The man at the driver’s seat wildly turned the steering wheel, and suddenly, the brake disc erupted in intense sparks, causing the whole car to drift!

Bang!

With one drift, the man was now facing the pursuers behind him!

Bullets entered the car producing ricochets, the sound of metal ringing was incessant. The man quickly let go of the steering wheel and picked up the machine gun next to him—

Meanwhile, the woman managed to steer with one hand, wedging the machine gun between the seats, and reloaded with her other hand!

The pursuers behind triggered their rocket launchers as they changed positions during the drift, sending a rocket flying straight towards them in their horrified gaze!

Under the influence of their neural components, they completed several actions in an extremely short time, and with perfect synchrony, made the car twist even more dramatically—

The rocket missed the car by less than 30cm!

Boom!

The explosion nearly flipped the car over, but under the man’s expert handling, it incredibly continued driving on one set of wheels!

The vehicle shook violently as it carved an S-shaped trail on the ground. The woman snapped in a new round of ammunition and, like a tank driver, leaned out of the door, shouldering the machine gun and opening fire!

"Damn!"

The following Six Street Gang were dumbstruck as a string of bullets pierced the vehicle’s front windshield in the blink of an eye, instantly killing the driver!

The car plunged headfirst toward a roadside store...

Boom!

The woman fiercely punched, "Ha ha! That was exhilarating! I finally understand why so many people want to come to Night City!"

Her elated gesture drew a prompt caution:

[Authentic: Watch out at the intersection—someone is about to hit you!]

The lifted half of the car crashed down instantly, and the vehicle spun out of control—

The woman was thrown out by the inertia, her scalp rubbing against the ground, sparking a flurry of sparks!

...

The scene of the Six Street Gang being obliterated was captured on camera, and David mentally pumped himself up as he was about to encounter these two mercenaries.

[Lucy: It’s too dangerous, these mercenaries are no ordinary people.]

[David: I’m not an ordinary person either, don’t worry.]

[David: I remember it’s just 70,000 short for a ticket, right?]

[Lucy: ...60,000, actually. We could take our time with the rest.]

[David: That’s too slow. If we don’t hang with big bro, who knows till when we’d have to collect the money.]

David drove while activating his arms.

Combat Prosthetics began to warm up, the bionic muscles emitted enough heat to activate each other, making faint sounds.

After a brief silence, Lucy’s bell-like laughter suddenly rang out from the channel.

[Lucy: Hahaha...]

[David: What’s so funny?]

[Lucy: I just suddenly remembered the first time I saw you on the subway, you were totally a greenhorn back then.]

[David: What’s wrong with being a greenhorn? I’ll take you to the Moon, it’s just a plane ticket.]

[David: Besides the Moon, we can also go to Europe’s natural forests, go to Atlanta... the Moon isn’t the only place we could go.]

[Lucy: I think the Moon is better.]

[David: Then the Moon it is first.]

Bang!

The door of the Mackinaw was opened, David completely let go of the steering wheel, the car rushed toward the intersection under Lucy’s remote control.

But at the intersection, there was completely nothing visible, even David began to feel nervous—

Their plan was to t-bone that sports car.

The enemies had heavy firepower, so the timing of the collision could only rely on calculations for a perfectly timed crash.

One second, two seconds...

Three seconds!

David stared intently at the intersection, but just a second before he passed the corner wall, the enemies hadn’t appeared before his eyes, he could only hear the sound of engines getting closer!

But when the car just skidded past the corner, rushing out of the street entrance, even through David’s now activated Si Anweisitan eyes, the sports car seemed to appear out of nowhere—

The car had already shifted from being on one side to all four wheels on the ground, but it seemed intentional; the car was rotating, causing a slight deviation from the expected moment of collision calculated by Lucy!

Bang!

The severe impact didn’t cause David to lose control, instead, he witnessed an outrageous scene:

The car was spinning as it came out, and because of this ridiculous spin, the Mackinaw didn’t hit it head-on but struck its rear!

But what was more outrageous was that David seemed to see the woman in the passenger seat, her scalp being scraped on the ground creating sparks!

The Mackinaw, carried by the inertia of the sports car, turned direction, David raised his handgun, and swiftly leaned out from the car—

Both cars were spinning, in opposite directions, so at some moment they would face each other.

He was very nervous.

Having Si Anweisitan equipped was only an entry ticket for such high-speed combat—

Their speed was much faster compared to normal people, but compared to uncontrolled, spinning high-speed vehicles, it was entirely a contest of skill, equipment, and will.

David saw the two people in the sports car struggling to overcome the strong inertia trying to rotate the muzzle and fire, but the sports car was faster, hence greater inertia.

This time, he pulled the trigger just before the enemies could correct their aim.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Bullets flew, the Mackinaw first stopped spinning and stood still, while the sports car spun three more rounds but eventually came to a halt.

And the people in the seats had lost control due to being shot, pushed under the chassis of the car.

In that instant, David emptied the magazine, the bullets hitting their necks and heads.

Perhaps the ammunition from his gun named Freedom wasn’t enough to penetrate their armor, but the two mercenaries were already enduring massive acceleration, the impact of the bullets on their heads was enough to give them concussions, causing confusion.

In such high-speed circumstances, a moment of loss of control was fatal.

Moreover, some bullets had also entered their necks.

David jumped out of the car, his head and nose were bleeding, his head because of hitting the car, the nosebleed was due to capillaries bursting under extreme conditions.

But his enemies: the woman was crushed under a car wheel, half her body shredded, the man had been dragged into the wheel, half his body stuck inside.

The man trembled and pointed towards the other side of the car, his shattered eyelid and damaged Prosthetic Eye lacking any emotion.

But magically, David understood what it meant.

He sheathed his gun and shook his head: "I can only guarantee I won’t shoot at someone who’s lost the ability to resist, but I can’t guarantee she will survive."

More and more engine noises pierced the empty street into David’s ears, he soon received the next instruction:

[Burger King: Set up barricades, the perimeter is closing in.]

David picked up the machine gun from the ground and checked it briefly—

It was still usable.

[David: Received.]