Post-War Settlement

Fire spurted from the muzzles of guns, the sound of gunfire was deafening, hot shell casings fell to the ground, and the scavengers howled with excitement, causing the tattoos on their faces to twist into a ball.

In the hail of bullets, Arnold retreated again and again, almost collapsing.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, a sofa came spinning in the air and fell down. The scavengers who saw this were so angry that they rolled and crawled to avoid it.

The fake leather sofa fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the wooden shelf exploded into wood chips that flew everywhere, smashing the brains of two unlucky guys who didn't have time to escape.

Arnold, with bullet holes all over his body, rushed out with a shotgun and started harvesting the panicked scavengers.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two scavengers who tried to raise their guns were knocked to the ground by one of their guns, knocking down a nearby shelf, causing bullets to scatter all over the floor.

"boom!"

Another shot hit a scavenger who was trying to escape. The impact of the shotgun shell caused his limbs to fly into the air and he fell face first to the ground without a sound.

"Fuck, fire!"

The sound came from the side. It was the scavengers from the second floor rushing down. They were holding guns. When they came down, they saw Arnold killing people everywhere, so they quickly pulled the trigger and opened fire.

Bullets rained down, shattering the TV and wooden table into pieces. Arnold responded calmly in the rain of bullets, firing back while retreating.

"Fuck, what kind of monster is this!"

The scavengers who were still firing had shock in their eyes.

This big guy in black looked like nothing happened after being hit by so many bullets. What the hell, is he covered in a bulletproof vest?

Arnold retreated into the kitchen, and taking advantage of the line of sight between the door and the corridor, he fired several shots and forced back the scavengers who were rushing towards him.

There was more than one door in the kitchen. A scavenger with a gun tried to sneak in through the back door. Arnold, who had a thermal sensor with no blind spots, turned around and shot him in two. Half of his body fell to the ground with a look of surprise. The man could not imagine how Arnold found him until his death.

The scavengers gathered around the kitchen.

Their eyes were bloodshot and they cursed furiously, wanting to tear Arnold into pieces. They were eager to try and could hardly restrain the urge to rush into the kitchen.

"Grenade!" A scavenger said.

Seeing that the enemy was "forced" into the kitchen, the scavengers wanted to throw in a grenade to blow Arnold to pieces.

But at this time, Bai Rui, with kinetic arm guards flashing with blue light, rushed out.

Bai Rui stepped over the crates in the corner and jumped high.

She held "Vitamin B" in her hand, her brown-black eyes trembling rapidly, quickly locking onto every scavenger in the room.

Time stops at this moment.

Bai Rui's flying posture in the air was graceful and capable like a dolphin leaping out of the water. Her short black hair fluttered in the air like seaweed, but it could not conceal the determination in her black eyes.

The next second, Bai Rui pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Every time a shot was fired, the kinetic arm guard flashed a blue light. The huge recoil of the revolver was perfectly absorbed by the arm guard's braking device. What was finally transmitted to Bai Rui was only a slight vibration, not much more than the vibration of a game controller.

Three bullets were fired at the same time, splitting into three scattered lines and shooting into the group of scavengers.

A .357 pistol bullet, as powerful as a rifle bullet, tore through the air and penetrated into the crowd, destroying everything in its path. The bullet blew open the tattooed arm of a scavenger, and the bullet's power remained undiminished in the blood mist that blew up.

Then it drilled through the head of a scavenger who was cursing angrily, bringing out the exploded red and white objects. The bullet continued to speed forward, drilling straight into the spine of the scavenger who was facing away from the bullet, shattering the sternum and coming out of the chest, and finally crashing into the concrete wall to make a small hole, with the twisted bullet firmly clamped in the hole.

One bullet pierced three people, and the other two bullets were similar, one pierced three people and one pierced two people, both achieving results far beyond their cost.

Three bullets, eight lives.

This is the power of the system's fourteen-point response.

With the extremely powerful support of the system, Bai Rui possesses terrifying dynamic vision and mastery of firearms. When holding the powerful revolver "Vitamin B" that she specially modified for herself, she is invincible.

In the air, Bai Rui had already passed the load-bearing beam of the house, and the muzzle of her gun was blocked by the beam. Logically, Bai Rui should have lost the opportunity to shoot at this time, but the so-called path of the strong is to go against reason.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were three more consecutive explosions, and the bullets flew out one after another.

This time the shooting was wide-ranging, with almost none directed at the scavengers.

The bullets were shot towards the floor, the wall, or the ceiling. These strange directions were completely different from the direction of the scavenger.

But this definitely doesn't mean Bai Rui has given up. Her eyes are eager and there is a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

The good show has just begun.

The bullet shot into the ground at an angle, collided with the hard floor and bounced off, then changed direction and shot straight towards the scavengers.

At this time, the bullets from the ceiling and walls also bounced back, and three bullets shot into the group of scavengers in a closing posture.

Blood splattered and bullets fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, several more scavengers fell down.

The yellow bullet shell bounced off the ground, Bai Rui rolled over and landed steadily, with steam still coming out of the muzzle of the gun, and the six bullets in the revolver had just been used up.

"Damn, there are enemies behind us!"

At this time, more than a dozen scavengers fell down and realized that someone was shooting at them from behind, and they turned their guns around in horror.

But when they turned around, they only saw Bai Rui standing up and smiling at them provocatively.

"boom!"

Attack from front and back.

Arnold rushed out of the kitchen like a tank, knocking down two or three scavengers in succession. Then he fired his shotgun and knocked down three or four more scavengers. The scavengers who had formed a circle were all gone, and they all fell to the ground with their limbs spread out.

Under Arnold's strategy of pretending to be asleep to lure the enemy, the scavengers were defeated, some died, some were injured, and no one could show their strength anymore.

Kicking away the guns on the ground, Arnold and Bai Rui shot the scavengers who were still alive on the ground one by one. In this way, the scavengers in the repair room were completely eliminated.

It's a pity that no notification of commission completion popped up on my forehead.

Otherwise, Bai Rui would feel even more accomplished.

What to do next? Pick up gold coins, of course.

With the experience from last time, Bai Rui knew that these scavengers must have a large amount of money waiting for her in a safe somewhere.

On the first floor, three or four boxes of prosthetics produced by Bai Rui Technology were found. It seemed that some of them had been sold, leaving only these few boxes.

After moving the prosthetics she had recovered onto the van that had been robbed from Old Vic, Bai Rui prepared to go upstairs to take a look.

Now all we can say is that the property has been returned to its original owner, and Bai Rui has not yet seized the scavenger's ill-gotten gains.

Kicking aside a few corpses that blocked their way, the man and the machine climbed up the creaking iron stairs to the second floor of the repair room.

Lawrence is panicking now.

As the leader of a group of scavengers, he is qualified because he is cruel and violent, and he can sell the collected "goods" in time. His brothers admire him very much.

He is also proud of this and is confident that he can lead the team to greater success.

Just recently, he took some people to buy a bunch of goods in Little Chinatown. His second-hand goods sales dropped a lot because of those low-quality pirated goods.

The robbery was so successful that he thought he was on his way to becoming a Night City legend.

But today, just when he had finished his luxurious locust meal, two guys broke into his camouflaged base - they used a car repair shop to cover up their second-hand prosthetics processing factory.

All of their brothers were killed in a flash. These guys shot every one of those who fell to the ground. They were extremely brutal.

Lawrence was saved from being shot to death because he took a few steps late.

He saw everything from the surveillance.

And now he was hiding behind the crates on the second floor, waiting for the two bastards who had ruined everything for him to come up.

There was a man and a woman, but the man posed the greatest threat. Lawrence saw from the surveillance video how this guy killed so many of his brothers with a cheap shotgun that no one would use.

He is now holding a long-handled machete, hiding in front of his "office". As long as those two guys come up, they will not be able to avoid him.

The plan was already made. Lawrence planned to chop down the tall man first and then deal with the woman.

They were coming up; he could already hear their footsteps.

Gripping the hilt of the machete tightly, Lawrence was extremely nervous.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, about to pass over the crates.

"ahhh!"(original was drink don't ask me for some reasons shout is most of the times translated to drink)

Lawrence shouted loudly and swung the serrated machete towards Arnold's right hand holding the gun.

As long as I can chop down this tall guy, I will win.

Lawrence's face wrinkled up ugly, his eyes gleaming with excitement.