My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 154: Revenge of the Xiao Town Gang

A blinding white light flooded into the driver's seat.

Jurassic ZT15 is equipped with a light-sensing system - a layer of cobalt blue honeycomb mesh emerges from the glass in a few tenths of a second to filter out sudden strong light.

The paleness was fading quickly, revealing the dripping console in the driver's seat and John's figure.

His eyes were focused and calm, and his hands and feet were quick.

欻——

The armored vehicle pulls its body horizontally at low speeds.

The engine hummed as if a miniature bomb had been pressed inside it and detonated.

The sound was short and resonant, and the tailpipe emitted two balls of orange and blue flames...

As John operated, the armored vehicle seemed to come alive, completing a drift under the lights of traffic lights and billboards, and pointing its titanium alloy rear end in the direction of the strong light.

boom!
A city-type Peregrine hit John.

The Rover's modified ride is indeed much more rigid than the original factory configuration.

John could feel the violent vibration, but he felt that the impact was completely within his tolerance.

In comparison:

The Peregrine's hood was like a dented cookie box, its hydraulic cylinders rippled the ground, and metal parts were scattered everywhere.

The wreckage of the vehicle was lifted forward.

John heard a loud noise overhead and saw the smoking, burning Peregrine Falcon roll through the front windshield and slide toward the corner of the street.

Jurassic ZT15 moved half a parking space.

Four dry marks were left on the shiny asphalt road, which were then submerged by the flowing water.

The shock has just been relieved.

boom!
Jurassic ZT15 was hit again.

John felt pain from the magnetic seat belt, and he felt a stronger vibration than before while holding the steering wheel.

His artificial eye was connected to the vehicle monitoring system and he could see the location of the second impact:

A modified two-seater car was pressed against the passenger door, its wheels spinning on the slippery road, emitting white smoke accompanied by the sound of burning tires. Its specially made front bumper left a dent on the door panel.

"Fake!"

John stepped on the accelerator and moved his hands and feet vigorously.

The armored vehicle roared and swung its body, breaking free from the impact and encirclement, and the view suddenly became wider.

The rain was falling heavily.

[Eden City - the commercial boundary between the east and west districts]

The sound of advertising is weakened by the noise.

The shiny black road was marked with worn ground markings, the puddles were sparkling, and vehicles were reflected in the reflections.

Jurassic ZT15 creates ripples.

Several cars were chasing closely and surrounding the intersection from different directions, making it difficult for the two sides to close the distance. The sound of drifting and burning tires echoed in the rain for a long time. After another failed interception, gunshots were finally heard!
A figure emerged from the first car chasing behind.

He has an oriental face, wears a leather jacket with a fluorescent devil tattoo, and holds a fully automatic rifle.

sizzle-

It fired at an extremely high rate, and the shell left an afterimage.

The arc line fell on the armored vehicle, leaving only a few charred marks. The armor-piercing level of the ammunition was not on the same level as the vehicle's defense.

John's prosthetic eyes flashed.

He had a full view of the surroundings through the in-car system, and found the right moment to brake suddenly and adjust the angle.

The driver of the car behind slammed on the brakes.

The tires squealed.

The entire car moved forward slightly, but still crashed into the rear of the armored vehicle at high speed. The modified bumper did not dent but instead crushed the lower part of the driver's seat inward.

The entire car crashed into the billboard due to inertia.

The virtual projections around the light box began to flicker, the images were stretched and deformed, electric arcs spread between the shells, and finally exploded completely in a burst of sparks.

John held the steering wheel steadily, his prosthetic eye flickering, and he withdrew his attention from the car behind him and turned his head to look forward and to the side:

Two light modified vehicles avoided the chain rear-end collision and sped past, leaving four brake marks of varying depths on the slippery road from their tires.

They stopped at an alternating pace, blocking the way.

As soon as John left the driver's seat, he opened the car door and was bombarded with bullets.

He raised the Speedrunner submachine gun he had taken from the passenger seat and emptied the magazine in the direction of the enemy's siege.

After two consecutive times.

John took the opportunity to go around to the back and saw the car that had just hit him:

The road was littered with debris and parts. The driver was a shirtless, dark green-haired member of the Owl Town Gang. His chest had been crushed by the steering wheel, and his artificial organs and subcutaneous armor were mixed together...

"Fuck, that's pathetic."

John calmly raised the silenced pistol and pulled the trigger. With two suppressed whistles, the high-penetration bullet pierced through the glass of the city-breaking spider web, completely ending the physical torture of the unfortunate guy.

Bullets were fired from outside the encirclement.

Da da da--

The thugs of the Xiaocheng Gang, armed with various weapons, walked down from the vehicles one after another, cursing and shooting, surrounding the armored vehicle and blocking it in the middle of the barrage of bullets.

The trunk of the Jurassic ZT15 slowly rose.

The circular light strip illuminated John's gradually collapsing expression - he sucked the inner wall of his mouth, frowning, as if chewing silent curses and anger.

The newly repaired car paint was scratched badly, and the silver-gray armor layer was exposed in many places, like ugly spots, which was annoying.

Crash, snap!

"Fake Squid!"

John lifted the Hercules, loaded it, switched it to smart mode, and placed it in the recess of the trunk.

As soon as the gangsters who had moved to the side showed their outline, they were covered by thunderous gunfire!

The Wanderer stuffed John with an intelligent machine bullet produced by a large arms dealer. The electric arc it produced was as beautiful and dazzling as a miniature firework.

The bullet he fired slightly adjusted its direction in the air and embedded itself into the attacker's body.

This gun can affect the toxic substances in the target's implants while hitting the target, causing a small-scale, superimposable explosion when the toxic substances accumulate to a certain level or the target dies.

The member of the Owl Town Gang who was hit lost his balance, twisting his limbs in the spurting blood and smoke, and exploding as he stumbled back, emitting a mixture of industrial and fishy smells...

John began to fight back violently.

The language translation plug-in captured a lot of cursing, and it was basically confirmed that it was the Xiaoming Gang that was trying to kill him.

[Kuso...Damn it! (Japanese)]

[死ね……Go to hell, bastard. (Japanese)]

One of the cursers was wearing goggles, and his two prosthetic limbs were covered with large patches of fluorescent tattoos. The submachine gun in his hand was not a problem at all, so he simply dropped the weapon and pulled out the alloy samurai sword that was across his waist.

call--

He flashed through the rain and the street and appeared behind the armored car, scanning for any sign of John.

boom!
The time stop was interrupted by a loud noise accompanied by bone breaking.

John's eyes flashed, and he swung Hercules to break his jaw. His coat swayed gently in the rain, and through the gaps he could see the lights of the radiator and the shadow of Swanwestan starting up.

Clang—the black alloy samurai sword slid several meters away.

The Owl Town Gang's henchmen fell into the water and twitched, and their time-stop prosthesis showed obvious malfunctions and seemed to be out of control.

John didn't give him a chance to turn into a madman. He turned the gun around and blasted a few joints at close range until the blood mist exploded again.

spit!
John spat the rainwater mixture.

He pulled the bolt, switched to kinetic mode, activated Sianwestin again and walked out of the bunker.

The city was dragged into a dissolving painting.

The world was stopped in time, and a buzzing sound resounded. It was the ambient sound that had been slowed down several times by the processor. In the chaos, countless silver vertical lines were falling downwards - some were broken, and some were linear raindrops.

Countless bullets flew through the air, stirring up splashes of water and long, wavy trails.

John's eyes glowed golden as he raised his heavy rifle, moving among the slowly moving bullets and the sparks that rose and fell.

He pulled the trigger and broke through the encirclement.

The gray metal bullet casings popped out with a "click", and the high-temperature smoke formed a string of "metal wind chimes", which fell into the accumulated water and bounced around at will.

The rain and lights blurred everything within the field of vision, and blood surged in the mosaic neon lights of varying sizes.

Smoke rose from the members of the Owltown Gang, completely suppressed by Hercules' bullets, and the difference between military-grade firepower and street-level militias was clearly demonstrated.

John walked in the time-stopped world and broke through the encirclement in the blink of an eye.

wow——

The rain fell with relief.

The Sian Westin stopped running, and water gathered from the corners of the fluttering work jacket, and the cooling patches went out one by one.

John stood in the middle of the street.

He did not stop attacking and fired wildly at the two vehicles in front of him.

The bullets were wrapped in blue light, and the smoke produced by the explosion of the prosthetic body was not obvious on the rainy day. Instead, the heavy rain and sparks made the scene chaotic.

John's vision was clear:
The members of the Owl Town Gang were beaten and fled in panic, bullets embedded in their visors and leather jackets, tearing off their exposed demon tattoos, breaking their joints holding the guns, and causing the uncontrolled weapons to shoot into the air...

They were suppressed and retreated behind shelters one after another. Because the doors and hoods of their vehicles were shot through, they died miserably on the road.

Until the gunfire and explosions died down completely.

Wow~
The heavy rain further blurred the colorful street scene, making the parts with rich colors more clear.

Buzz, whirr, click—

Hercules lowered his gun.

John panted to ease the pain in his arm, raised his hand to touch his wet face, and disassembled the rectangular magazine of the Hercules. The hot internal metal parts made a slight sizzling sound after being soaked by the rain.

He walked around the damaged vehicle and saw a slowly burning car and corpses all over the ground.

John cleared the battlefield in the mixture of rain and blood, packing up guns and melee weapons and throwing them into the bag he found, but he didn't waste time searching his personal clothes and vehicle storage boxes.

He picked up a traditional cigarette from a leather jacket and put it in his mouth, then returned to his armored vehicle, threw the spoils in the back seat and placed Hercules in the passenger seat as a backup.

John was very calm inside. He no longer had the nervousness he had when he first started out. It seemed as if this chase was a trivial matter. He even felt like standing under a building to avoid the rain, scanning the streets with a deep gaze.

The attacks seemed to have ended there.

The Xiaoming Gang had many reasons for wanting to kill him. Their means of revenge were not complicated, and their minions were not very powerful either, but it was still quite arrogant to kill them on the street.

John smoked a cigarette to relieve his fatigue, and smelled a hint of confusion in the nicotine and sour rain.

He didn't wait for the follow-up, and thus lost the opportunity to capture the person alive and force him to reveal the details.

The sirens sounded long and distant.

The ECPD cops raised their unmanned equipment and slowly approached the accident scene, using the radio to warn the bastards who had not yet evacuated to get out.

John gave up his plan to stake out the place, put out his cigarette, and just as he opened the driver's door... he suddenly stopped.

He frowned, walked to the hood, took off the beacon used to pass through the restricted area, pinched open the metal isolation layer and scanned the components inside.

[Item: Micro Tracker [Police Use]]

puff.

John crushed the transceiver.

The wreckage of the beacon fell into the accumulated water and caused an arc of electricity.

The black armored vehicle closed its doors and drove away before the diffuse red and blue lights covered the street.

Heavy rain covered the windshield.

The in-vehicle system switches to auxiliary street view mode, combining external lenses and real scenes to form a clear driving vision.

John's eyes fell into the shadows. The car was quiet, with a mixed smell of gunpowder and incense. The colorful lights outside the window occasionally slid across his face.

The armored vehicle left the warning range.

John slowly began to move.

A stream of data flashed across his artificial eyes, and then the car screen lit up, connecting the communication voice to the built-in speakers.

[Contact-Barry Kitt[Voice call]]

[…Huh, John, I’m upset right now, have you messed up again? ]

"Heh, I was screwed, but I survived."

John sneered, leaned his hand against the window, covered his lips with his fist, looked out the window with his prosthetic eyes, and pointed in a direction with his other hand, officially entering the East District of Eden City.

"The Owl Town Gang sent several cars to block me on the road. Well, I have some bad memories with them. The group leaders and gangsters have a lot of reasons to kill me, but that's not the problem..."

An ECPD patrol drone flies over the street.

Police officers wearing bulletproof vests and floodlights patrolled the roads.

【I am listening.】

Barry chimed in to make his presence felt, and there was also the faint sound of a medicine bottle sloshing.

John withdrew his gaze from the window.

"I met a cop at checkpoint 41. After collecting my money, he put a tracking device on my car, saying it was a beacon. Do you have such a term internally?"

[This is pure nonsense. Who would use such a stupid method? ]

Barry seemed to light a cigarette and spoke while breathing slowly.

[I can roughly guess what's going on. There are spies from the Owl Town Gang in the Eden City Police Department. If the people above say they want to kill you, someone below will create an opportunity. Don't be surprised. This is actually quite normal...]

[The salary approved by the municipal government makes the low-level police officers live like non-human beings, and even wipes out their desire and courage to draw their guns against criminals...]

[The Japanese know very well how to take advantage of this, and even maintain a tacit agreement with the parliament to exploit the welfare of the lower classes to some extent, forcing young police officers to develop in a more corrupt direction.]

Barry sneered a few times after he finished speaking, as if he was just complaining, and then answered the question seriously.

[I know what happened. I will give them some warnings and lessons. I am also wearing a police uniform after all. I cannot let my subordinates down. So don't expect me to kill the cops to vent your anger. If you want to cause trouble, go and cause trouble for the Xiao Town Gang. I have plenty of opportunities here. I remember that you still owe me a favor, right?]

"Is there any work for me?"

[Yes, I'll give you the news at noon tomorrow. Find a place to rest tonight and keep your energy up. We and SAT are going to suppress the riots on the streets. Haha, this is the official statement...]

The phone hangs up.

John waved off the console and left the driver's seat.

The car door slammed shut.

We have arrived at the East District.

(End of this chapter)