Jingxuan was stunned for a moment before she understood Dog Brother's intention:
"Using my Trauma Team Platinum membership's rescue service... it's a good idea, but there's no need to actually shoot yourself in the leg. I can fake an injury signal."
Dog Brother: "Platinum membership is our ultimate life insurance. Aren't you worried about being disqualified if you trick them? There's no guarantee we won't need Trauma Team in the future. Jackie and the others have already driven far away. Now, let's just try to survive these next 3 minutes."
Jingxuan: "Okay, if a Platinum member is injured, Trauma Team will arrive within 3 minutes."
At this moment, Adam Smasher didn't know that he only had one opponent left. He remained cautious, crawling between covers.
His long-standing habit of directly confronting others made him very uncomfortable, and several times he wanted to rush out and eliminate the opponent.
Furthermore, he had already declared at Arasaka Tower that he would not allow anyone else to participate; he would handle it alone.
The boastful words had already been spoken and couldn't be taken back. Otherwise, his reputation would be damaged, so he could only tough it out.
The psychological battle began.
Should he show his head to scan?
How long should he stay behind cover?
Should he take a round object, pretend it's his head, and cautiously expose it a little to lure the opponent into firing?
In the vast Corpo Plaza, there were only two people, both hiding, making it eerily quiet.
It was strange that both were battle-hardened veterans, and engaging in a direct firefight wouldn't faze them, but this hidden, assassination-style combat filled the atmosphere with tension.
This tension made Adam Smasher feel like he was back in his youth, starting out on the streets, but it also made him incredibly frustrated.
One minute passed. He decided to be more proactive, after all, he was Arasaka Tower's chief security captain and had to complete the mission.
He finally reluctantly showed his head, activating his Sandevistan, and running his high-level Kiroshi Optics at full capacity.
This scan was equivalent to countless pairs of eyes fixated on every image; any slight movement, and Adam Smasher could instantly pinpoint the location.
"Yo!"
This was Jingxuan's voice. Adam Smasher subconsciously raised his wrist-mounted machine gun and swept it in the direction of the sound!
The rapid gunfire shattered the screen on the bar counter along with the liquor bottles.
A sniper bullet hit Adam Smasher's nose bridge!
With a crisp "bang," Adam Smasher's head couldn't help but jolt backward!
Adam Smasher realized something was wrong and quickly retreated behind cover.
Dog Brother really wanted to curse, but couldn't expose his position, so he could only direct his dissatisfaction at Jingxuan:
"I'm going to f***! It was aimed at his eyes, but it hit his nose bridge. This silenced sniper rifle isn't accurate enough!"
Jingxuan encouraged: "They're all cheap goods bought temporarily, nothing we can do. But it's okay, there's still a chance. I can hack other TVs again to make him shoot."
Dog Brother: "No, he's already fallen for it once."
Jingxuan: "Did you forget the main objective? Dragging it out for another 2 minutes is victory. We don't have to eliminate him."
Dog Brother: "That's true, but I still want to avenge Maine and Dorio."
How could Adam Smasher not understand? Hitting the nose bridge? The opponent wanted to shoot out his optical implant.
This made him even more furious. This kind of fighting while calculating reminded him of someone, Morgan Blackhand, that damn ninja-like lone wolf.
It opened up long-sealed memories... the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
Small missiles suddenly shot out from his back and shoulders, a full volley, covering one-third of the Corpo Plaza near him!
Nine out of ten shops hit by the missiles collapsed and were buried.
Dog Brother was half-buried by falling bricks and debris from above, enduring the pain without making a sound.
This damn Adam Smasher was simply a human-shaped killing machine; there was absolutely no way to confront him head-on.
He thought to himself, his hands carefully clearing the things pressing down on him.
The second minute passed.
Dog Brother: "No, it's getting harder and harder to drag this out. God knows if he has any other heavy weapons. Jingxuan, how many devices can you hack simultaneously?"
Jingxuan: "Seven or eight at most."
Dog Brother: "Okay, choose the furthest place you can control, preferably 8 TVs. I can only engage him in a war of words."
Corpo Plaza had many shops, which also meant many TVs.
Fifty meters away from Dog Brother, the TVs collectively lit up:
"Don't shoot yet, I have terms to discuss with you."
Adam Smasher didn't respond; he wasn't that foolish, but he also didn't fire.
Jingxuan's voice echoed throughout the plaza:
"How about this: I'll sell my teammates to you, and you let me go. If you turn off the ICE now, I'll send you their location information immediately."
A surprising scene unfolded: in another area, several TVs also lit up, and Adam Smasher's voice rang out:
"I've never seen such a cunning bitch! Tell me to turn off the ICE? Do you take me for a fool?"
Dog Brother first complained to Jingxuan: "This bastard has hacking skills? I've never heard of it!"
Then, through the TV: "Ah, yes, I am taking you for a fool, brute Smasher."
Adam Smasher's Baxing Chong fired dense, small high-explosive rounds, turning off 7 out of 8 TVs, with the remaining one still able to speak:
"Foolish son Adam Smasher, that's not how you use a gun. You'd better come out quickly, mommy is looking for you, hahahaha!"
Jingxuan: "When you mock people, can you not drag me into it? What the hell 'mommy'!"
Dog Brother faced the sky, removing the last piece of debris from his body:
"Alright, alright, Trauma Team is here. They arrived early, this service is really good."
Seeing the four columns of air spraying from the AV above, a sense of relief welled up.
Along with it, the rising and falling sounds of police sirens also emerged from all directions, as a large number of NCPD also arrived.
Jingxuan: "We're safe!"
Dog Brother: "Safe? Do you think these dead NCPD cops will help us or Adam Smasher?"
No sooner had he spoken than the Trauma Team AV above was attacked by countless small high-explosive rounds!
Fortunately, they were Atlas AVs, the same model used by MAX-TAC, capable of resisting most ammunition.
Adam Smasher, upon noticing Trauma Team, almost immediately realized the opponent's intention, hence the Baxing Chong firing.
After seeing his attack was ineffective, he activated Sandevistan and moved by hopping on one leg.
From everyone's perspective, he was still incredibly fast.
Dog Brother could no longer hide; the AV had located him via his chip, exposing his position.
He threw away the silenced sniper rifle and pulled out the Widow Maker precision rifle from his back, aiming and firing fiercely at Adam Smasher's other usable knee!
No effect!
Such rapid firing lacked accuracy, and Adam Smasher was moving at high speed.
He looked up and saw a semi-hollowed snack shop in front of him. A plan formed in his mind, and he turned to attack the shop's load-bearing pillars.
In the nick of time, he broke the already not-so-thick pillar, which happened to pin down the moving Adam Smasher.
Dog Brother endured the stinging pain in his thigh, jumped out of the rubble, and ran towards the middle of the road nearby.
Two armed Trauma Team members held their guns, scanning their surroundings.
The medic ran towards Dog Brother, skillfully scanning him with a tablet, and helped him into the AV...
The whole operation was lightning-fast. The door closed, and it quickly ascended.
Below, Adam Smasher crawled out of the rubble, his machine gun sweeping weakly.
Dog Brother: "Jingxuan, your Platinum membership will definitely increase in price next year..."