Mu Ran looked back and recalled the first time he heard the name, and the sergeant was full of emotion about the comments he made about it:

At one point, he felt like he had been tricked by three brains.

Now that he has been rescued by these three brains, doesn't this mean that he is even more brainless?

The brain-dead turned out to be himself.

Of course, the spit in the head is a complaint, and in the real world, this time the burger is really his master.

"Master, do you smoke?"

Lille shook his head.

It is no wonder that the sergeant's knees are weak, because the more he understands the night's assault, the more he is afraid.

Let's put it this way, if at the last moment of the night, the people in the car shot him and beat him, a hot-brained fool, to death on the stage.

Then the rest of the story will become that his people are collectively scared to pee and can't move.

As for the enemy, he rushed for thousands of miles, took the head of his gang boss with hundreds of guns, and left in a swagger with these little brothers frightened.

Step on the reputation of the sergeant of the Six Street Gang and become the new number one mercenary.

Maybe the Six Street Gang will cease to exist.

Not to mention that further along, if it weren't for these three masters, he would have been in the Corpse Wilderness a long time ago.

Of course, there is also gossip that these awesome mercenaries came to Night City because of the three masters, but it is not interesting to blindly trace back, and the sergeant's heart is still very clear.

He turned and looked at the number of people kneeling in the clearing—

These people are the younger brothers of the former artillery, the traitors he didn't catch.

The sergeant waved his hand and shouted to the people upstairs, "Fire!" ”

Rumble!

Several rockets had blown them to pieces, and they could still be heard whining before they exploded, but no one cared.

People die like lights go out, and transfers come quickly.

[Transfer: +500,000 euros]

The three of them took 160,000 each, and Lille still had the same 10,000 yuan in hand, and the good news was that his debts on V's side had seen the rush to pay off.

"Everybody's happy!" The sergeant looked back with a smile on his face, eager to hug Lille.

It's a pity that I can't hold it.

Lille waved his hand: "Don't mess with those who don't have it, this matter is over, I will take those mercenaries away."

Finally, there is the matter of the power distribution facilities of the Yeshi Group. ”

Although the Night Clan Group is different from other multinational giant enterprises, its main business is in the night city, and its military reserves are not very strong.

But the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and the Yeshi Group is the head snake.

Strictly speaking, from the very beginning, the Night City land was all theirs.

The sergeant found a chair and sat down: "The stock price of the Night Group plummeted yesterday, you should know this."

They messaged me to find the person and pack it up and send it to them, but since you're going to take the person away, I don't care.

Even the Yeshi Group is also a big customer of mine, you see"

Each area has its own distribution station, and in Night City, the operation of the distribution station is basically a matter of looking at the faces of the gangs.

Of course, they can send their own army to take care of protection, but if the gangs poke and wreak havoc and threaten the residents, the profits will plummet.

So here, they have to give the gang a sum of money, no more, no less, that doesn't make the cost go up too much, at least not more than the increased profit that will be obtained in the end.

Lille knocked on the table and looked at the sergeant, "Have you ever thought about generating electricity yourself?" ”

The sergeant was stunned.

Of course he hadn't thought about it - Night City had been engaged in these things by the Night Clan since its inception, who would have nothing to do with it?

It's good for the Sixth Street Gang to collect some protection money from the company, and generate electricity by themselves?

It's cumbersome and dangerous: who knows what companies are going to do when they're in a hurry?

Although he said that he was not afraid of the company and killed the company dog, killing the company dog and killing the company were two different things.

It's another thing to be happy with what you really think: it's like in the Marvel world on the other side, you can scold Zhengfu every day, but if you really think you can bring him down

Most of these people are in psychiatric hospitals.

There are also those who may be able to do so, and most of them are on the road to the disappearance of the flesh.

The sergeant leaned back: "You're trying to kill me." ”

That's nothing.

Lille thought for a moment and said, "Adcardo wants to establish himself in the Badlands, and they will have a whole set of solar and wind power equipment there.

The main electricity consumption of Coronado Farm is mainly residential electricity, and I think it is okay to supply electricity in a small area. ”

What Lille didn't say was that, if conditions permitted, they could even get a patent for the cultivation of alcohol-2 from biotechnology, an entire thermal power plant.

The sergeant's back straightened as he had just leaned back.

This is to snatch meat from the hands of the Ye Clan to eat.

And the sergeant thought about it for a moment, it was really not a fantasy.

First of all, there is no technical threshold for clean energy, since Lille can come up with a large number of self-produced first-generation prosthetics and other goods, it shows that Adaccardo has this technical foundation.

The sergeant didn't know much about supply chain and construction, but he knew that wanderers were experts in logistics, and many times they survived on infrastructure orders.

In terms of the social environment, it is definitely impossible for his Sixth Street Gang to harass Lille's designated accomplices, and he has to take the initiative to help the watchman.

He doesn't even need to talk much, the people under him know to avoid it and not to look for trouble.

Therefore, the maintenance cost may be lower than that of large companies.

If you think about it, the only and biggest problem is in the badlands.

If you want to build a power generation array on the bad land, you can't avoid military technology, and the Ye Clan Group can completely hire professional military technology to blow up the power generation array.

But that's not something the sergeant needs to think about.

So he gave a thumbs up to Lille: "Man, I understand." ”

"There won't be any loss of your money." Lille added, "As long as the power station is running smoothly, we can also pay you a sum of money, and you can take care of the distribution station." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." The sergeant smiled even more, "Am I doing this for the money?" Of course, it is for win-win cooperation

By the way, I'm going to do this second shipment."

"You talk to the people in Adacador, I'm not in charge of this."

With that, Lille was ready to get up and leave.

"That's right." The sergeant also stood up and picked up a suitcase from the table, "This is the prize of the day."

While I'm guessing you're probably not short of money, there's always too much good stuff. ”

Lille nodded happily and took the box: "You can really study it and contact you if you have something." ”

Watching Lille leave the room, the sergeant finally let out a long sigh of relief:

Hire a group of mercenaries, of course, until the mercenaries are sent away.

To be honest, in this incident, he and those traitors had a very embarrassing place-

They weren't strong enough to resist the two groups of mercenaries.

Since the bomb exploded, the firepower on the streets of Night City has actually decreased a lot compared to previous eras.

Just like after the collapse of the old network, the company rebuilt the network with a hundred hearts, and Night City, which has been rebuilt many times, of course has such a problem, and the control is a lot stricter.

So.

"We still have to strengthen our armaments."

The sergeant walked to the other end of the building, and a soldier quickly stepped out of the room on the side of the hallway and approached him.

"Boss, a lot of people died this time."

"Not enough pensions?" The sergeant was surprised, "Isn't it?" ”

"That's not it, it's just that there are some high-ranking officers who don't have relatives."

"You're new here?"

The soldier nodded, and the sergeant said slowly: "If you don't have relatives, put the money on my account - think about it with your pig brain, they have to mess with me if they don't have relatives, and I'm not their big brother?!" ”

"Uh, that's the other."

"Other normal hair, by the way, you are new here, I warn you, this money is optimistic about the person who is good, whoever swallows it will be the same as the person just now, cannon. Shot. ”

Artillery duel is very expensive, and bullets are much cheaper.

Thinking of this, the sergeant asked again, "There is not much money in the account, right?" ”

"Not much." The soldier paused after answering, and said tentatively, "We asked one thing from those traitors, the artillery asked them to study the use of β acid to make hallucinogens, and we can too."

"No." The sergeant shook his head, "It's too much energy to do production, can you see how many people can come up with in Santo Domingue who know chemistry?"

It's better to grab it directly, you remember, we only do three main types of business:

Arms, armed vehicle rentals and modifications, security operations, and everything else is a trivial, and if I want to do it, I'll tell you personally. ”

"Understood."

Walking outside the door, the sergeant raised his head and suddenly saw a large number of civilians blocked outside the wire gate, lined up.

Seeing his boss's gaze, the little soldier immediately explained:

"Boss, they were all laid off by the company, saying that the company didn't compensate them for layoffs, and hoped to find us to 'get' them back.

Others came to register for Selective Service. ”

The so-called getting it back, of course, is to sell factory and company information to assist the Six Street Gang in carrying out illegal activities.

The sergeant laughed—

Yes, with this engagement, there is fresh blood, and there are channels for work.

To be honest, there are other reasons for not developing the production of hallucinogens tinkered with artillery, just a little shameful to say in front of his subordinates:

This Burger King is also starting to produce drugs now, what if it crashes at the end?

And this big brother doesn't seem to like these things.

If you slaughter yourself twice, it's funny.

It's still a point of acquaintance - if they rob the company, we will rob the company.

"Go and light the gun in the armory. By the way, what's your name? ”

"Darius Miles, boss."

"Very well, Darrys, light your gun, and get ready to go out and help the little lambs.

Now that the momentum is so good, I'm going to have at least one headline tomorrow morning:

'Malicious bargaining! A certain company was attacked by an unknown illegal force, and the attacker wrote on the wall to return my hard-earned money.'"

The sergeant stretched out in the sun - he had to see a prosthetist for a check-up.

Just then, he received a message.

【Sender:Jewel Green Nightclub】

[Dear Mr. Morton: Jewel Blue will be hosting a banquet in the near future, and as our valued VIP customer, you will receive an invitation.] 】

(End of chapter)