chapter 12
12. hero
Woo woo woo woo woo woo-
A cargo drone soars with its four propellers creating magnificent wind pressure. Because the load weight of 60 kg was tightly packed, the rate of ascent was slow. However, ‘Is that enough to try?’ By the time I thought about it, I was accelerating and quickly moving away. Joining the procession of countless drones embroidering the sky, they disappeared somewhere. Leonard murmured as he closed the car window.
“I did a lot of drone hunting in the old days.”
His assistant Max, sitting in the passenger seat, exclaimed in surprise.
“Are you Leonard? Didn’t look like that!”
“…not me.”
Attacking corporate drones is a serious criminal offense, so if you’re unlucky, the Federal Armed Patrol (FAP) has been dispatched. At that time, I thought I was dead. Leonard checked the time and took out a present prepared in advance.
“I have this.”
It was a double-barreled shotgun with the barrel cut in half. It was loaded with 12 gauge slug rounds. The recoil was too much for young Max to use, but it didn’t work against the implant cyborg unless it was this much. If you knock clumsily, you will be hit. That point was clearly emphasized.
“If anyone tries to force open the car door, shoot them.”
“I’ve never used anything like this before…”
“Pull the gun and pull the trigger. Then it’s 100% hit. it is not diffcult.”
It was hard enough. When Max got scared, Leonard explained more gently.
“In the old days, the passenger seat of a car was called a ‘shotgun’. It was the passenger’s role to protect the driver with the shotgun.”
“Once upon a time? How old was it?”
“That, well? Since it was before the nuclear war, isn’t it the 2020s?”
“Wow, those days were really tough.”
People in the 20s made the sound of grabbing their backs casually. Still, it worked, so I was determined. Leonard said after advising him to keep the muzzle down.
“It’s just for the sake of what if. It is best not to use a gun.”
Time is up. A bright light came from the front. It was still a long way before sunset, but it was an armed convoy from Big Ground that already had its lights on.
“great. Start.”
Leonard got out of the car. I approached slowly so as not to provoke a corporate employee with a big gun. To young Max, it was like walking in the light.
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The Big Ground Company was a corporate warlord that ruled A-010 City.
As can be seen from the city number, it was a land city pioneered in the early days. Considering that many of the early cities were abandoned due to wars and disasters, it was an ancient city with a grand history.
The company that ruled such a city for over 30 years was not common. The implants of each employee were as good as those of the federal army, and the movements were neat, so there was a sense of theft.
“stop! stop! Please state your name and affiliation!”
Searchlights were down and the machine gun turrets were fixed. Although it is invisible due to the lighting, several automatic rifles must have been aimed at it. He raised his hands and shouted loudly.
“Leonard Walker! The Cooper Broker sent it!”
Then, with his left hand, he pointed at the request contract in his right hand. Even if you can’t see the letters, the paper format is the same as the other side, so you’ll understand. I took a deep breath and the lights went out. Again, the gun was pointed.
“Are you Leonard Walker from A-040 City?”
“He’s from Lenox City. I live here in A-044 City Go. When to investigate enemy traps?”
The Big Grounds employee grinned and showed his teeth. The implant teeth were clean and neat. The transport staff salary seems to be quite decent.
“Even among the bug-like bandits, there are clever ones. Excuse me.”
It was a polite tone for a corporate employee. In this case, it was two things. Either he was well educated or he knew Leonard’s past. It’s probably the latter, except because Home Education is a comedy that isn’t even funny.
“If you don’t mind, let me ask you one more question. Is it true that Hexagon is?”
“Hexagon was’ a lot.”
Hero 7 years ago. He was a hero of the Allied Forces of the Old Humanity, so he was defeated in the end, but his abilities and merits were worth recognizing.
“Were you in the Federal Army?”
“It was the 17th Mechanized Infantry Division.”
Leonard was relieved to reminisce about the war. The 17th Division was created at the end of the war, so it was not attacked by Hexagon. Since there are only victorious memories, there will be no ill feelings. In fact, the twinkling eyes expressed curiosity and respect.
“I have heard of Hexagon’s reputation. It was enemies, but it was great.”
“A winner’s generosity?”
Whether it’s a war or a game, if you win, you become generous. Because pain is packaged as a memory and sold as an honor. It was fortunate for Leonard who settled down on the ground.
“Let’s talk about work. What do you have to take?”
A former employee of the federal army signaled to a colleague next to him to see if he had a rank. A small load was unloaded from a huge truck that could hold about 10 war machines. It was an optical illusion. Two implant cyborgs lifted it up and carried it, but it was so large that I was worried that it would be able to load it into a rental car as it came closer.
“Our president has a lot of complaints about the wild kid. After crossing the federal highway, they are all rare psychos who think they are theirs. If we can reduce their numbers, we can borrow as many weapons as we like.”
It must be old guns and used guns that have been returned, but where are they?
Another employee who was not kind to the former Hexagon pointed at the cargo with a chin gesture. It meant to get out of here quickly. Even if I begged him to stay, I thought it would go away, so I didn’t regret it. He dragged the handle of the cargo box with his right arm. It was well worth 2,300kg. If you calculate it with guns and bullets, it would be about 5 or 60 pills. It was enough to change the game of the alley fight.
“As expected, the allied ace! The body quality is great!”
It felt like a pro to carry hundreds of kilograms of cargo with one arm and keep an eye on the other with the other. Actually, it’s because the left arm that was shot didn’t have power, but this kind of misunderstanding was always thank you so much.
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When Leonard returned with the package, Max opened the car door and stormed out. Other than that, as if trying to help, I was stuck behind and whimpering, but honestly, I couldn’t feel it. I don’t know if I’m just pretending to be clever.
“Get out of the way.”
Leonard removed the hold-down pin in the luggage compartment, lowered the slide, and pushed the cargo. It was slowly loaded.
“Hwiyuu… is it over now?”
Max whispered so the corporate staff couldn’t hear. Leonard motioned for the passenger seat and said.
“Fixer rule first. The request is not over until the request is received. It’s real from now on. Do you have a shotgun?”
Max lifted his coat slightly, revealing a gun strapped to his belt. A very important place would disappear if misfired, but I was not afraid. Even implants couldn’t cover it.
“…it’s fine.”
I passed the big hurdles, but there were many small hurdles. 21-1 Street was the den of the Twins gang, and it was in the middle of the war.
“I hope it goes smoothly.”
If there is such a thing as God, I would try something called prayer, but after the great war that burned the ground, God died. It was just rolling around as a boulder worse than AI Android. Leonard asked for luck with something that was neither God nor anything and started the engine. It was time to finish the job.
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The ending was wrong, whether it was incompetent because he was not a god or because he was dead because he was alive.
“Hold tight!”
Kiki Yi ㄱ -kung-!
The good news is that Rattle’s rental car outperforms Leonard’s junk pickup truck. I raised the side brake, depressed the clutch, and turned the steering wheel. The rental car drifted flexibly and turned around the alley, as if forgetting that it was an SUV. The car body leaned about 30 degrees and almost fell over, but I managed to balance it with evil.
“Stand there!”
The Wildkid gang admired Leonard’s driving skills and tried the same drift as Leonard. It was an impossible thing to say because it was half skill and half luck. In fact, one of the two cars overturned, causing serious disruption to alley traffic. thud-!
“One fell!”
“Ugh… I never thought I’d do this again…!”
This time it was the Wildkid Gang. When I entered Junk Town, it seemed like I had been waiting. It was clear where the information leaked.
“Ugh-! car! car!”
As I galloped along the narrow road, the tail was not a horse. Side-view mirrors had already been smashed off, and the doors were bent into shapes that a modern artist would admire.
“It’s not my car! don’t mind!”
I borrowed it with expensive credit and pulled out the mulberry. There is a possibility of charging the rent plus the cost of repairing the car, but I didn’t think about it at the moment.
“Come this way! Right!”
The Wildkid gang’s lightweight coupe closed the distance and pulled up on the right. Like the strength of the vehicle, the performance of the car was good.
“Keep down!”
Leonard secured the steering wheel with his left arm and pressed Max’s head with his right arm. Maybe it was because she was still young, but her waist was flexibly folded. A gang driver broke a window and lashed out with an old-fashioned pump-action shotgun. The firing angle was high and the bullets disappeared through the ceiling. Max slumped on the passenger seat floor and lashed out at the gangster.
“You can be that stupid! If you’re going to shoot, shoot the wheel!”
It was great advice. The gang was so aroused that he loaded the pump with one hand and aimed it at the SUV’s front wheel. Max, who gave the advice, became contemplative. Leonard was dumbfounded.
“Were you a spy!”
I couldn’t let the wheels fly. I quickly turned the steering wheel and crashed into the Wildkid gang’s coupe. The gang lost their gun and floundered. Even expensive cars couldn’t help the difference in weight class.
“Good hold!”
I hit myself a few more times. The relatively diminutive coupe could not hold out and slowed down. Leonard tried to drift again in the next alley. It was time to take advantage of the four-wheel drive.
“Damn, I was bullied!”
The Wild Kid gang passed by without being able to enter the alley. The road is too narrow for a U-turn, so you won’t be able to follow it. Leonard looked back in his wobbly rear-view mirror and was relieved.
“I’m confused whether I’m a fixer or a racer.”
It was fortunate that it ended without a shot being fired. It was rewarding to explore and simulate several times in advance. It would have been better if it hadn’t been rewarding.
Leonard zoomed in on the navigation to confirm his current location. I circled the street a bit, but 21-1st was not far.
“I will be arriving soon. put the gun Because that is what if.”
Max, who was wary of the rear with a shotgun, was embarrassed and got off.
“Is fixer work always like this?”
“There are very few requests where corporations and gangsters are involved at the same time. That’s why I’m not reluctant to ask for a rattle.”
Instead, Faye was good. Leonard glanced at the cargo in the hold and smiled contentedly.
“I’ll buy you a holster when this job is over. I’ll give you proper shooting training.”
Max’s expression darkened.
“That, isn’t that? Death cliché? If you say that, you will surely die without fulfilling it…”
“…You shouldn’t open your mouth. Close up, especially at work.”
There were no clichés in the god-forsaken city. That one was fortunate.