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The bursts of tearing pain made Rudolph break into a cold sweat, and Youyou woke up from his coma.
His eyelids felt as if they were extremely heavy. He opened his eyes with difficulty, only to see a blurry, abstract landscape of colors.
I can't see the scenery in front of me clearly, only the red, black, and purple colors are left mixed together. It's like the scenery I see has been put on a Gaussian blur filter, or it seems to have been removed. The world through the eyes of a highly myopic person who wears glasses.
Where am I? What's going on? What happened?
Since he had just woken up and was still a little confused, he couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment. However, after a brief period of confusion and confusion, a series of memories came to his mind: He remembered that he volunteered to lead a dozen guards to carry out the execution. In the task of guarding the mansion, relying on the defense mechanisms in the mansion, it was difficult to repel the waves of private soldiers of the nobles who rushed into the mansion disguised as mobs.
Before he lost consciousness, he was leading his men to deal with a group of noble private soldiers. Someone shouted and knocked him down from behind. Then a dazzling light, a deafening explosion and unparalleled power bloomed at the same time, making him His eyes were white as snow and his ears were ringing.
Then he knew nothing.
Ah, they rushed in, huh?
Before he could finish his words, Rudolph's soliloquy was interrupted by another severe pain in his abdomen, and the syllables he had not yet uttered turned into a painful groan stuck in his throat.
Master! Are you awake? At this time, a worried voice sounded, and at the same time, a dark round color block also broke into the highly blurred field of vision. He struggled to get up, but immediately felt someone holding him down. Please don't move in a hurry. , you now have a serious abdominal injury.
I'm fine. Rudolf waved his hand weakly. Although there was still a blurry high-definition picture in front of him, he still recognized the other party's identity based on his voice. Jack, is the battle over? We repelled the mob that rushed in?
The other party was silent.
Are we withdrawing? Hearing the silence of the other party, Rudolf also vaguely guessed what was going on. In a small-scale weapon fight with limited weapons, the advantage of the extraordinary is too great. He only needs to hide in the crowd. With a destructive transcendent, the battle situation will immediately tip towards the other side. Thinking of this, he secretly sighed in his heart (because his abdomen hurts when he really sighs), how many people are left? How about everyone else? Are the injuries serious?
Rudolf had no idea how many people could survive the explosion just now. If an extraordinary person appeared on the battlefield, casualties would be inevitable.
Including you and me, there are only three people left alive now. Jack was silent for a long time, perhaps because he had made a very strong determination. After a long time, the latter continued in a dry, hoarse voice, "Jimmy's leg was blown off." , maybe it’s because they want to capture you alive, and you still have someone to protect you during your retreat. My injuries are the least serious.
As for others
The black 'ball' in the field of vision shook his head: I don't know, the explosions came several times in a row, and many people were swallowed up by the explosions and fireballs. I only had time to save you, and the one closest to the door. Jimmy
Rudolph thought he was mentally prepared, but when he heard Jack say this, he found that he was still a little too naive.
In a situation where cold weapons are used in combat, a supernatural being with extraordinary abilities that tends to destroy, especially one who can trigger an explosion with a range of AoE, can have a one-sided impact on the battle situation.
Only the extraordinary can defeat the extraordinary.
This theorem was born based on such combat conditions.
Because in the era of cold weapon combat, the advantages that extraordinary people can exert are too great. Rolling a fireball and throwing it has the power of a small grenade. If you want to defeat extraordinary people without relying on extraordinary strength, I am afraid you can only do it quickly. Entering the era of hot weapons, you can only fight against them by using firearms directly.
But do the guards at the Frank family have guns?
Of course there is none.
The chairman has always been tolerant and indulgent towards the nobles, and has always been tolerant towards the untouchables.
No questions asked, all based on the premise that they did not touch the dead line.
It is strictly forbidden to carry or manufacture guns privately, which is one of the dead lines set by the chairman.
The chairman can tolerate the nobles fighting openly and secretly and forming gangs, and he can tolerate the untouchables occasionally going on strike, committing riots, and promoting thought crimes. Even if the nobles and the untouchables unite, the former manipulates the latter to form an anti-Night City group. There will be no big opinions, and people will even be sent secretly to provide material support to these groups.
Because these are all things under control, all the moving materials and equipment in Night City are under his control, whether it is the materials hoarded by the nobles or the energy bars that the untouchables rely on for survival, all aspects of their food, clothing, housing and transportation are under his control. In fact, they are all under the control of the chairman. Even the materials and equipment used by illegal groups are only sent to these groups through special channels with his permission and approved outflow.
In other words, as long as he is willing, he can choke these people's necks from the source at any time.
In the decades since the initial great turmoil passed and Night City entered a stable period, dozens or hundreds of anti-Night City groups, large and small, have been born. Some of the anti-Night City groups were even secretly promoted by the chairman of the board. , and acquiesce to the bigger one.
After all, in the social model established by the chairman, 'resistance' is also a part of Night City's social ecology. Even untouchables need a way to vent: for those who want to resist Night City, their way to vent is to join The anti-Night City group competes with the Sheriff in a battle of wits and courage; for those who dare not resist the Night City, their way of venting is to blame all faults and sufferings on the resisters; while for those who are loyal to the Night City, they strive to As for the lackadaisical police officers, they also need a chance to express themselves in front of their masters.
It's just that over the years, as the work in Night City has become more arduous and productivity has become tighter, these resistance groups have quietly disappeared in Night City - firstly, because of the extended overtime hours, not many people can spare the time. They are resisting Night City. Secondly, the Sheriff's crackdown has been intensified and the special channels for material circulation have been cut off. Those resistance groups who are full-time rebellious and plundering cannot defeat the Sheriff, and they have no money or channels to buy food and equipment. So either go back to work honestly, or disappear and never appear in Night City again.
Of course, Rudolf didn't know these things. He only knew that the chairman strictly prohibited people except the sheriff from holding guns, and even more strictly prohibited making guns privately.
If the bullets used in pneumatic guns and nail guns are only rubber bullets or nails, it would be okay, and the chairman would turn a blind eye. But if gunpowder firearms are manufactured privately, then the second God, this person will disappear from Night City.
After a while, Rudolph's vision gradually returned to normal, and then he realized how serious the wound on his abdomen was.
A piece of metal larger than a palm penetrated deeply into his abdomen due to the impact of the explosion, leaving only a small section of its 'tail' exposed, forming a hideous wound that was already wet with blood. After removing the clothes around his abdomen and the strips of cloth wrapped around his abdomen, Rudolf could still feel that his wounds seemed to be bleeding out.
Although Jack had already given him emergency treatment, he simply bandaged the wound with cloth outside his clothes, just to stop the bleeding. After all, there was no doctor here, and there were no conditions for surgical treatment or suturing. If he rashly pulled out the metal piece, he would only be able to stop the bleeding. It will cause massive bleeding and death to the injured.
Master, although the room will move randomly and the mobs and extraordinary beings will not catch up immediately, it is still too dangerous to stay here. Jack gently placed Rudolph on a door panel. I will take you to move now, but wait. There may be some bumps, please bear with it a little bit
So Jimmy, what are you going to do?
Jack was stunned, and then replied: After I get you to a safe place, I will turn around and rescue Jimmy.
Before he could finish his words, Rudolf opened his eyes and stared at Jack: "Don't think that the rooms in my mansion are moving and changing positions at any time. Only a few rooms are in fixed locations. Now you put me sent away
, how could you come back and find him? You never thought about coming back to save him from the beginning, right?
Jack buried his head deeply and did not dare to look at him again: It seems that this kind of clumsy lie cannot be hidden from you.
Nonsense, although this was something created by my sister's whimsical idea, during the construction, the old man and I were the ones who worked out the technical problems together. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Jack, so he took Jimmy with him and we walked together.
But the young master, this iron-clad man, finally showed human emotions on his face. He no longer had much energy to speak, and his heartbeat was very weak. He told me that with such an injury, he would probably die soon. He was afraid that it would hinder your evacuation. , so give up
That's no reason to give up on him here! Rudolph held on to his hand tightly, his knuckles turning blue and white due to excessive force. He endured waves of pain and wetness in his abdomen, even if he wanted to give up voluntarily! Bring Jimmy too! let's go together! Otherwise none of us will leave!
The flashing expression in Jack's eyes was very complicated, including joy, touch, and helplessness. After a long time, he lowered his head silently, "Yes, follow your will."
Soon, he picked up Jimmy and put him on the door panel together.
Jimmy's two legs were broken, and the broken areas were bandaged with cloth strips. Perhaps due to excessive blood loss and excessive injuries, he was already dying and in a semi-conscious state. Rudolph could only use torn cloth strips. Tie him to yourself and secure it to the door panel.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A group of noble private soldiers dressed as mobs rushed into the room, and then at a glance they saw Jack and his party who were about to leave!
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