Chapter 55: Taking a Job

Squeak!

After the sound of tires rubbing against the asphalt, Reno stopped the car and frowned at the man.

"You better not mention any strange trade conditions, or your head will explode before those snipers over there even get a chance."

Uh...

Seeing Reno open the car door, the man approached, but instead of a handshake, he was met with the barrel of a shotgun pressed against his forehead.

The three barrels of the M30 were directly against the lenses of the man's sunglasses, with the bottom one carrying a shotgun shell, causing pain to his nose!

"Oh no! Have I offended someone important?!"

"Take off your sunglasses."

"Ah, yes, yes, don't be impulsive! I'm not with those troublemakers from earlier!"

Taking off his sunglasses and raising his hands, the man spoke tremulously.

As the man spoke, M1 Garand and Jaeger also got out of the car and, using the vehicle as cover, aimed at the two snipers in the distance.

Seeing the Jaeger behind M1 Garand, the man's sweat poured even faster. If there had been only one M1 Garand, his two colleagues might have had a chance.

But now, with an Sangvis Ferri sniper Jaeger added... there was no chance at all. After all, the particle weapon in Jaeger's hands was not only powerful but also highly accurate.

At this distance of just over a hundred meters, it was one shot, one kill.

Looking at the man's face, different from the troublemaker Vasily who had come earlier, this guy looked clean, his clothes were clean, and his gun was not hanging from his waist but on a tactical harness under his jacket.

"Are you from StateSec? What do you want with me?"

With clean clothes, a good spirit, companionship, and a sniper rifle, it was obvious that this wasn't some ragtag group from the outer city.

It was also unlikely to be G&K's people. From the ambush, it was confirmed that they were all men, and Griffin's tactical dolls didn't include men.

As for whether they were human employees of G&K? Reno didn't think Griffin would let his employees run around after taking a hit, and Griffin had his contact information. If he needed to contact him, he could do so directly through the communicator; there was no need to stop their cae on the road.

"Huh!? How did you... cough cough... Well, you see, we heard about you from Griffin..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the man saw Reno frown, obviously considering whether to kill him or not.

"Wait wait wait! We're not here to cause trouble! We have a commission and want to ask for your help! The reward will definitely satisfy you!"

"Go on."

...

Seeing Reno squinting, Nicholas, who had just revealed the details of the commission, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling as if the guy in front of him was too terrifying, as if his head could explode at any moment!

After a moment of thought, Reno nodded. "Okay, I'll take this job. Where do we make the delivery?"

"It's on this side of Neo Odessa, right here in this city. I'll be waiting for you at the entrance."

Hearing Reno's agreement, Nicholas finally relaxed. As long as the other party accepted the task, he didn't have to worry about the operation failing.

"Got it."

Reno nodded and waved to M1 Garand, smoothly turned the car around, and drove straight into a road heading south.

"Haha, Nicholas, I can see you're almost bursting with fear, huh?" Watching the truck leave, Nicholas's teammate immediately laughed.

They had all heard the conversation just now, so Nicholas's embarrassment was clear.

"Coward! You're just talking tough! Otherwise, how about you switch with me when that guy comes back!?"

"Forget it, I'm worried that you'll accidentally pull the trigger and blow me up, hahaha!"

"Bastard!"

Meanwhile, MDR in the car was holding her phone, checking the destination they were headed to—a port in the south. It had recently become a red zone, just like Griffin's S13 district.

Their original task was supposed to be handled by Nicholas's team, but unfortunately, the pollution levels in the port area accelerated too quickly. Before they could reach the location, the pollution levels skyrocketed, going from what was originally a green area straight into a red zone.

Just like Griffin's S13 district.

They didn't bring much protective gear this time, and the risk of entering was too great.

And a mercenary who could escape from a red zone, along with a group of tactical dolls who could operate in a red zone, naturally became the best choice.

Originally, they had wanted to ask the commander in the city for help, but unfortunately, that guy only did business with the rich. Obviously, he didn't care about their small commission, let alone the risk of entering a red zone. If they weren't careful, their tactical dolls might lose contact.

This was too damaging for a commander with only a few tactical dolls, and he also needed to maintain security in the affluent areas of the city. He didn't have time to go to the red zone to retrieve some data.

"Commander, the area seems to have been a red zone for several days now. Are you sure it's okay to enter without any protective gear?" MDR looked at Reno, who was only wearing a regular coat and asked with some concern.

"It's fine. I'm not like ordinary people."

"Oh." MDR nodded and looked back at M1 Garand and the others, who didn't seem worried, and she felt relieved.

Maybe there was some equipment she didn't know about. The road to the southern port was not far, and the road conditions were decent. After all, not long ago, this area was still a green zone. Occasionally, there were a few abandoned cars on the road, but no humans were seen.

A few minutes later, sitting in the passenger seat, MDR saw the port city ahead.

The vast area was several times larger than the small city they had just left, and finding research data in such a large city wouldn't be an easy task.

Click!

Thinking of this, MDR immediately took a photo of the city ahead and planned to keep it for later, to post on a forum after logging in.

"Don't just take photos, guide us." Reno lowered his head to put on his gas mask and said to MDR beside him.

Nicholas had already sent the location and layout of the research institute to MDR's phone earlier. With the map in hand, finding things wouldn't be too difficult.

The difficult problem was just the radiation that was almost fatal to ordinary people.