Chapter 31 The fisherman called for reinforcements
People were shouting subconsciously, and even if Lin Mo reacted quickly, he would not have time to stop it.
But after the call came out, both Beichuan Hao and Lin Mo responded as quickly as possible.
Kitagawa Hiroshi took out the pistol from his arms, his sharp eyes locked on the prey like a soaring eagle in the sky, he flipped his wrist and held the pistol tightly in his hand, pointing straight at the panicked gang members.
This set of movements was performed smoothly and smoothly without any delay, which shows that Kitagawa Hiroshi's reaction is far beyond ordinary people.
But the young man next to him was faster than him. As soon as he drew his pistol, the young man had already unsheathed his sword.
The blue-green runes looked psychedelic and dazzling under the moonlight, dancing in the air like water streaks appearing in the dark night, slashing directly at the gang members with deadly sharpness.
Luck often kills people, and so does carelessness.
They thought they had the strength of the crowd and took out their firearms first, but instead of trying to distance themselves, the three gang members raised their firearms, intending to teach the stupid two men a lesson that would lead to death.
The muzzle of the gun was fired, and the bullets flew across quickly. Two of them aimed at Lin Mo, who was close at hand, and one shot at Kitagawa Hao, who had already raised the muzzle of his gun.
Facing the cold murderous intent condensed at the muzzle, Lin Mo's reaction speed increased to the limit.
The moment two guns were aimed at him, he turned sideways and dodged the two bullets in advance!
He turned around, walked diagonally, came to the front of the three people, and swung his sword towards the sky to cut out an arc-shaped stream of light!
The samurai sword swung diagonally, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the night sky. Lin Mo lay low, his eyes cold. The three gun-holding arms behind him were all cut off, and the splatter of blood was frightening.
Before the pain in his arm could reach his brain, and before the screams could be heard, Hiroshi Kitagawa, who was holding a pistol not far away, pulled the trigger three times.
Bang bang bang.
The three of them fell to the ground in response, blood spattered from the cut in their arms and a pool of blood flowed on the ground. Their last words when they died were actually the cry to call out to their companions.
"Good sword skills." Kitagawa Hiroshi praised, casually pulling out the bullet embedded in his chest.
"You're not bad either, but now is not the time to flatter each other."
Lin Mo wiped the blood off the knife and turned to look in the direction of the parking lot.
Without exception, the shouts of the minions just now reached the parking lot.
Seeing that he couldn't take down the two people on the opposite side for so long, the leader of this small gang seemed to be planning to change his strategy, change his target and start to advance towards Lin Mo and the two.
"Do you recognize this little gang?"
Lin Mo put the knife into its sheath and took out the [Super] pistol.
"A nameless little gang like this is just a bunch of small waves in the sea of Night City. They might be wiped out one day if they offend the wrong people. Who will remember." Kitagawa Hao said with disdain.
One bite.
Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to Beichuan Hao's tone, this gang didn't seem to be a difficult opponent.
But the next second, Kitagawa Hao's words made his expression change again.
"Oops, they seem to be shaking people!"
Kitagawa's face was ashen, he lowered his head and listened carefully, as if he had collected some information from the hearing enhancer.
He turned around and used the cover of the trees to peer into the parking lot, and saw a gang leader whispering something.
Hearing this, Lin Mo silently walked to the bodies of the three minions, scraped away all the valuables, stood up straight and prepared to run away.
"Jun Lin, let's go quickly. Those people seem to be targeting us." Kitagawa Hao was still observing the situation in the parking lot.
It seems that due to the intervention of Lin Mo and others, in order to avoid being caught in the unfavorable situation of being flanked by two sides, the gang members temporarily stopped their firepower-draining style, and the two sides fell into a short gap period.
Because of this, the two trapped men finally had a chance to get into the SUV.
They did not waste this rare opportunity. The engine roared to life, and the solid car body forcibly smashed through various obstacles, like a giant beast breaking free from its restraints and rushing into the vast distance.
Now, only Lin Mo and Beichuan Hao are left in the bureau. They don't dare to stay here anymore and can only find a direction to escape.
Lin Mo ran and looked left and right.
The two of them are now located on the green belt of a road.
I used to use the cover of vegetation to peek into the parking lot, but now I have been exposed and there is no place to hide.
"Which way to escape?" Lin Mo asked in a low voice.
He didn't have a hearing implant, and now that the enemy was surrounding him from all over the place, asking Kitagawa Hiroshi was undoubtedly the best choice.
"The left side... is wrong! They seem to be recruiting people to surround this side. We have no way to retreat!"
Kitagawa Hao's face became more and more ugly, and an impatient roar came from the hearing enhancer next to his ear.
That was the roar of the engines of multiple cars. They were rushing from all directions in this neighborhood, like jackals besieging their prey. They were fierce and agile. They knew that the prey could not escape, so they patiently formed an encirclement.
Soon they will come to this road and form an endless net, and the two of them will be sparrows waiting to be slaughtered.
Tsk tsk, as the simulator said, we got into a little trouble... Lin Mo thought to himself.
Now, he has finally figured out the vague plot of the simulated deeds.
Silently, an orange light flashed in his eyes, and a message was transmitted silently from his communicator to the distance.
Even though the situation had reached an unexpected emergency, there was no trace of panic on his face.
Kitagawa Hiroshi looked around, trying to find a bunker to hide in or an obstacle to hold on to, but it was obviously impossible to find these things on the road.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and could only turn around and run towards an alley.
However, Kitagawa Hiroshi knew in his heart that going this way was just a delaying ploy with no way out. After all, how could long fleshy thighs outrun a car?
Those people only had to block both ends with cars. Unless the two of them had wings, they would not be able to escape at all.
Walking to the alley, Beichuan Hao moved some debris and quickly built a simple bunker.
Then he moved two large iron gray-green garbage bins. With the help of his metal prosthetic hand and his own strength, he forcibly moved these two large garbage bins to the vicinity of the bunker.
Lin Mo also hid in.
"By the way, I just found this thing on those people."
Even though he was in danger, Lin Mo remained as calm as ever and silently took out a long firearm that he had just scraped out of his bag.
The long barrel is equipped with an electromagnetic acceleration device. It looks like a rectangular parallelepiped with sharp corners. The magazine is small and has a small ammunition capacity. There is a scope fixed on the top of the gun body, giving it a sci-fi futuristic feel.
——Makomata, a technical firearm, an electromagnetic sniper rifle developed and produced by the [Tsunami Defense System] company.
The performance of the firearm is excellent. Electromagnetically accelerated tungsten nail bullets are enough to penetrate any armor and walls. Even a titanium alloy skeleton is like a fragile stick in the face of the power of this gun.
Similarly, this weapon is also very difficult to maintain. In addition to regular and careful care, it also takes time to understand various parameters and user manuals, making it extremely difficult to get started.
"Nekomata? Where did these guys get this weapon?" Kitagawa Hiroshi was shocked.
Lin Mo understood why he was so surprised, because it was almost impossible for such a powerful technical sniper rifle to fall into the hands of members of such a small gang.
Although when I was playing "Cyberpunk 2077", I could often see some gang members using this gun, and players would also find this weapon from time to time when collecting loot.
If he hadn't come to the world of cyberpunk, he would have thought this was a crappy gun.
But in fact, if they are not employed by the government or a mainstream super company, it is almost impossible for mercenaries to get this gun... almost impossible.
Lin Mo put the gun back into his pocket. This was a rare trophy. It was an extremely rare weapon even on the black market.
"I think these people are not just ordinary small gangs, but more like thugs hired by certain companies to do dirty work for the company," Lin Mo said.
Kitagawa Hiroshi thought gloomily for a while, and finally had to admit that he had missed the opportunity and hit the iron plate this time.
"You're right, Mr. Lin. It's impossible for ordinary gangs to recruit so many people to surround us. They should be hired by a certain company to act as black hands to do dirty work."
He sighed deeply and leaned against the wall silently. The expression on his face was no different from that of a samurai who died generously.
The sound of the engine was close to their ears, and several ordinary-looking [Tingwei-Colby CX410 Gufeng] vehicles surrounded the two of them.
This car produced by Tingwei Company is very popular among street gangsters and gang members.
Not only because it is sturdy, durable and cheap, but also because the trunk of the vehicle has been replaced by a pickup-style box, it is loved by many people.
Because it is very convenient to transport corpses after the carriage is covered with tarpaulin.
The searchlight in front of the car shone into the alley, and they looked like two fugitives helping each other in trouble, and now they were surrounded by the police in this narrow alley.
Several gang members got out of the vehicle, all holding various firearms in their hands, and more people got out of the vehicle behind them.
"It seems they want to capture us alive." Lin Mo took a quick glance and hid in the bunker.
"If it were me, I would do the same thing." Hiroshi Kitagawa looked indifferent, took out the Copperhead bolt, loaded the gun, and checked the ammunition.
He stretched his metal prosthetic hand out of the bunker and used the reflection of light to peek at the movement on both sides of the alley.
As expected, both directions were blocked by gang members' vehicles.