Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past.

Chapter 42 Error
"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Perform the mission."

"Doing a mission?"

"Agent, secret mission."

"Sounds super cool, can uncle send me a selfie? I like guns very much!"

The roar of gunfire interrupted the rare communication between them.

Annoyed, he responded with furious artillery fire.

Resistance wears off quickly, and it's as simple as crushing sparks with your feet.

"I'm really an agent." He casually dropped the steaming gun barrel in his hand, and pulled out a huge heavy machine gun from behind.

"Cut! Agents are out of fashion now! Old-fashioned uncle!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Taking advantage of his distraction, the remaining scattered enemies poured out their last firepower.

He walked leisurely against countless bullets, and the special armor-piercing bullets enough to penetrate the tank only left a few slight scratches on his body.

He raised the heavy Defender heavy machine gun flat with one hand, lightly pulled the trigger, and cleaned the battlefield back and forth like cleaning up garbage.

"Have you finished your homework?"

"It's finished!"

"study well."

"When will uncle come to play with me?"

He hesitated to speak, and the huge amount of explosives buried in the ground exploded under his feet, and his whole body was sent flying into the air by the strong shock wave.

"Let's talk about it next time." He said calmly, following the attraction of gravity, he quickly fell from the sky.

"Hey, hello? Uncle, are you setting off firecrackers? It's so noisy! Hey..."

He took out the intact kinetic energy pistol at his waist, raised his hand and blasted the head of the last enemy. The discarded bullet casings fell to the ground at the same time as him, raising scattered dust and sound.

2074年，1月18日，9：00
"No. 003, report the situation." The dazzling red light pierced the sky full of gunpowder smoke, and the icy iron boots made of steel trampled on the ground, crushing several falling bullet casings to pieces.

"Enemy, executed." He replied mechanically, as always.

"Judgment result - the task is completed, and it is allowed to return to the team and return to the Night City branch."

He stroked his icy body lightly and stood there quietly.

There is a giant beast attacking in the sky, laughing silently, and descending slowly with the strong wind.

Kangtao company's special armored floating vehicle - Zeta technology surveyor.Dedicated to personnel transportation, it can quietly and silently carry a fully armed special agent team to and from the battlefield behind enemy lines.

But he prefers to call these aerial behemoths "ghosts".

"Hey, big iron, are you okay?" Kang Tao, who was wearing a gray camouflage uniform and an aviator helmet, got off the hoverboard and waved to him.

He nodded, and the scarlet lights flickered in response.

"Go here."

The driver is a young blond guy who seems to care about his job very much.

He remained silent, followed the driver's guidance, and walked step by step into the open rear hatch of the floating vehicle.

"Wow, it's really scary." The blond man moved his stiff joints back and forth, opened his helmet, and breathed in fresh air.

The latest secret product developed by Kang Tao Company is a smart weapon that can kill people like hemp.

The driver took one last look at the devastated potholes, turned around and walked into the armored floating vehicle waiting to depart.

In the floating car, all the seats have been removed, leaving only an empty silver space.

The sunlight penetrated through the windows of the cockpit, all the way through the layers of isolation connected to this space, and nailed several straight shadows to the silver ground.

Agent 003 was sitting in the center of this cage, with his head down, quietly waiting for the giant beast in the sky to carry him back to Night City.

He was a little bored, and tried to dial the only private number in the communication channel.

"Hello? Uncle! I'm going to class now, let's talk later!"

Before he could answer, the voice ended.

After getting acquainted with her, No. 003 often hides behind the cage, secretly learning about fresh human knowledge outside the world.

He was sure it was her voicemail that he had just heard.

He sighed, although he didn't know if he had the ability to "sigh", but he did it anyway.

He realized a long time ago that he was quite different from the others of his kind.

He is a little closer to a human being than a cold and ruthless killing weapon.

Like this unique number in the list.

He didn't know the girl on the other end of the phone at all.

On a night when an experimental mission was performed, this number broke into his channel with a probability of one in a billion, and chatted with him on his own.

Before that, he didn't even know that he still had the function of chatting.

At least No. 001 and No. 002 are not equipped with this function, they will always be a silent stone.

Inadvertently, he would reveal a little bit of his story to the girl on the other end of the phone, telling the whole story in a vague way.

Not knowing whether to be happy or sad, she didn't seem to believe it very much, and laughed at his old-fashioned and old-fashioned storytelling ability, and called him "uncle" as a joke.

Fortunately, she is still willing to keep in touch with him.

Sometimes they only exchanged one sentence after several days. Most of them were "good morning, good night", "have you eaten?" and other short sentences without nutrition. When one party asked, the other party forgot to reply.

Sometimes she would chat with him enthusiastically for a whole day, mostly on weekends, from morning till night.

He guessed she was still a student and had few friends.

A lonely little girl longing for friendship, she will unsuspectingly talk freely with strangers, from the trivial to the big enough to affect the life, she will talk about everything.

He also always tried his best not to live up to her unreserved trust.

While filling the ammunition, he would tell her to be calm, to restrain the impulse of youth, to study hard, not to rush to find a boyfriend, and not to let the pimple-faced kid delay her life.

She would smile and call him a lascivious and old-fashioned uncle who always liked to talk about such irrelevant things and would not associate with him in the future.

But she really listened to it. She had never found a boyfriend, and her academic performance was steadily improving under his guidance.

Even though he didn't know her name, and she didn't know that he was the murderous "003", they chatted by accident.

He sometimes wondered if he fell in love with this girl he had never met before, but the cold body was always warning him not to think too much.

At least, he can think.

Several of his partners seemed to have no brains, just mechanically raised the gun, pulled the trigger forcefully, and poured bullets and violence wantonly.

That seems to be enough for them.

003 sat silently on the only seat, motionless.

The sun crawled across his icy face, the scarlet lights danced, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Shall I call her again tonight?

Maybe he thought so.

Nobody cares.

The armored floating vehicle was launched, smoothly cut through the floating wind, penetrated the clouds, and flew straight towards the direction of Night City.

　The school is closed!

　　Make a stand-alone crazy!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)