Shootouts take place every day in Night City, and death is the most common.

No one is sad that a man walking on the side of the road is suddenly shot dead or hit by a car—

If you don't know a dead person, he's just a corpse, which is scary, but it's not uncommon in Night City.

The trauma team is a medical company born in response to this situation, and in simple terms, it is a medical giant that provides emergency care, unlike other peers who only provide medical services.

Obviously, medical care in Night City is not just medical care, but can even be equated with battlefield first aid to a large extent.

For them, the customer is God, and the unified intelligent weapons reduce the need for the combat quality of the rescuers, but also largely deprive the field operators of the ability to make decisions on the spot.

David was driving the car, and his whole head was buzzing a little - not that he had been blown up, but that he had heard the story of Kaniek from Lille.

What is this?

Something he had learned at school suddenly remembered in his head:

"Employees of the company should recognize the company's philosophy, learn the company's culture, implement the company's spirit, and make some small sacrifices to ensure the company's profitability."

He didn't realize what these "little sacrifices" were like, but instinctively felt that this kind of life was suffocating.

But now it seems that these small sacrifices are only small for the company, and for the employees, they may be their everything.

Everyone says that the company dog has a bright future, although it is a little tired, but the job is stable and the salary is a lot, and there are many invisible benefits.

But now it seems that he chose to leave too correctly -

It's a fool's job.

David has a steering wheel in his hand and chews on the story of the two trauma team members in his mouth.

So if an employer shoots at a rescuer, they can't even shoot at an employer?"

Lille nodded: "This is one of the worst working situations in the trauma team, and rescuing cyber psychosis will tie them down and take a lot of excess losses." ”

The working environment of the trauma team was far worse than David had imagined.

Rescuing cyberpsycho is the worst-case scenario, and once upon a time, especially during corporate wars, two trauma teams traveled to the same area to rescue each other, and the rescue targets may even be hostile to each other!

In this case, the rescue becomes quite difficult: if they shoot, they risk hitting another employer, and if they don't shoot, the situation is also unfavorable to the employer.

Some employers will even take a step forward to "call fire support" by activating their own alarm devices at the beginning of the shootout in order to prevent themselves from falling into the situation where they need first aid.

As a medical giant that provides emergency medical services, it is their iron rule not to harm their employers, and the work of rescuing employers can be extremely complicated for various reasons.

In contrast, blasting a room of gang militants before a rescue is simply refreshing, even somewhat decompressing.

Because of these unexpected events, trauma team members, especially platinum members, have evolved into a form of health insurance, with multiple approval processes and higher package prices for those at high risk of rescue.

These are all things that David did not understand: because the excellent education he received from an early age only allowed him to see the excellent rescue service of this company.

The unique quality and content of the service make them almost unrivaled in the field of emergency care, and a strong position usually means good employee benefits and job stability -

These were all things he had thought before.

But since he picked up the gun, his cognition has gradually changed, although the social identity of being a mercenary is very low, but it is indeed quite free, and he even makes a lot of money with his eldest brother.

Click-

The car stopped at the traffic light, making a noise that was about to turn off, shaking like a Parkinson's patient.

"Uh" David awkwardly reached under the steering wheel to see if the old bug of the car had been repeated.

It's a Villefort Columbus Freight with an unknown number of hands, painted black, deformed sheet metal, and a hanging bumper.

Originally, this was the cheapest truck on the Villefort assembly line, and the one David bought was even more of a bargain.

It's certain that someone has died, maybe it's still a car that has killed more than one group of people.

David now seems to have suddenly returned to the first time he turned on the manual transmission, fixing the car while staring at the red light, and his heart was quite nervous-

However, he was nervous not because he was afraid of a slow start or stalling, but because the car was too broken and he didn't know how Lille would react.

However, Lille didn't react at all, his car was not fast, but the target was also slow.

In order to ensure the privacy of the floating car, Kaniek turned off the main power supply and the main energy supply line, using the backup line, which was not fast and the sound was small.

Not many people on the road would notice the madman now, and with Lille's covert help, it would be a while before the trauma team found out that their company's float had been removed.

On the other hand, Lille didn't plan to rely on David to get this done, and had to wait for more people to come.

As mentioned earlier, there have been some minor changes to the membership rules of the trauma group.

Now mentioned that the trauma team is divided into three packages: Silver, Gold, and Platinum.

Only the most expensive Platinum members will provide the best service to the trauma team, at a cost of 50,000 euros per year, and only include the dispatch of emergency ambulance, and all additional costs incurred in the rescue are separately calculated.

But even so, they won't easily let go of the purchase of platinum members to high-risk groups -

For example, Kaniek's target of revenge, Woolly Crowley, a local mercenary born in Night City, is covered in combat prosthetics and is in danger for at least seventy hours a day, seven days a week.

Unlike the risks faced by the company dog, his job is to put himself in danger, and such a member needs to be considered by the trauma team.

However, Woolly Crowley still bought it, even if it is not mentioned how he was approved, the membership fee of up to 50,000 euros is not cheap, plus the cost of rescue.

It is unusual that he can afford it.

A combat prosthetic body is enough to wipe out a trauma team rescuer, and it can also afford to pay the platinum members of the trauma team

His employer is really rich and willing to spend money on him.

Click, click-

The green light came on, the engine made a tractor-like sound, and the sound of the horn behind him made David quite nervous:

You can't put the fire out this time.

The car started smoothly and was suddenly overtaken by a sports car behind it.

David wiped his sweat and felt like a century had passed, often exhaling after a smooth start.

Lille looked at him a little strangely: "Why do you feel that you are stressed?" ”

"Well, that's a little." David scratched his face, "This car is a bit old"

"But it's really suitable for novice mercenaries, how much did you buy?"

"1000 euros." David looked at the steering wheel in his hand, "There are a lot of problems with the car, I want to buy it and repair it myself, and I can also get familiar with the mechanical structure of the car." ”

In order to match the Sianweistan, David was equipped with expensive prosthetics, carefully selected, and this came and went, leaving no money for him to buy a car.

Mann and the others share a Mackinau, but it's a team asset after all, and they usually park on Mann's side.

"It's good." Lille glanced at the young man and tapped the door, "The first time I sat in a car that was more broken than this, it was a Mehsuplon FS3, and every time I braked, it creaked, as if it would fall apart in the next second." ”

"The car made of plastic and textile materials? I've seen it too, but the power is too small and I'm afraid of going out. ”

"That's it."

In fact, the car that Lille said was driven by V in Atlanta, and it was also a van, but it was shorter than most sedans and looked like a chopped pepper fish head.

It is also a typical pauper model.

"Everyone has a novice period, and the car you buy is the best."

Lille looked at the car's gear knob, a pure manual transmission, the kind of old-fashioned design that existed a hundred years ago, without any electronic control unit to assist with shifting.

Unlike David's kind of "big brother only likes to drive high-tech and special combat vehicles", Lille appreciates his choice.

A car that you buy with your own money is a good car.

As the eldest brother, he felt that he should say a few words of encouragement to the young man.

"It's time to learn to drive this kind of old car, and when you don't have enough money, you can spend a little money to shelter yourself from the wind and rain, find some work to do, and wait for the comeback.

The car is only worth 1000 euros, there is no shame, people have to be tough"

David was inspired, and had the illusion that the horsepower of the car had increased.

What happened to the bread? The loaf can also chase the floating car.

And the guy who drove the floating car. If you have to pay that price for driving a floating car, forget it.

Lille frowned slightly:

They were driving along Schönbrunn's main street, which leads north to the city centre.

But the flotation car chose to fly at a higher altitude, and it was still leaning towards the outskirts of the city, which only means that the city center is not his destination, and it may not even be Little Chinatown north of the city center.

And further away, there is the Arasaka Seaside.

"We've got to speed up, this cyber madman is really crazy."

(End of chapter)