After leaving Outpost Town, Gris quickened his pace and rushed toward the suburbs of Los Santos.
Feeling the cold touch in his arms and listening to the tinkling sound, he only felt a burst of heat in his heart. And thinking that there was still a sum of money waiting for him, he was so excited that he wanted to sing. Including the deposit he had received previously and the payment from the mysterious man, his assets now exceeded a thousand bottle caps.
After picking up garbage in California for so many years, it was the first time he had seen so many bottle caps. If he didn't understand what the word "getting rich overnight" meant before, then now he had personally experienced what it felt like.
He had already planned how to use the money.
When he got the last sum from the mysterious man, he would first go to the Gold Cave in Liberty City to live the life of a rich man for two days, then take the rest of the money to the weapon shop to exchange for a set of powerful equipment. By then, he would become a mercenary or a hunter, which was more promising than being a scavenger.
To be honest, the mysterious employer didn't give much money, at least compared to the generous Han man, it could only be described as stingy. However, even so, it was a big deal of two hundred bottle caps, which was more than enough to buy his low professional ethics.
After all, no one would complain about money.
Although he was extremely excited, Gris still maintained the most basic vigilance. He did not walk in a straight line along the way, but he took a few turns in the alleys of the suburbs of Los Santos.
No one was more familiar with the situation of Los Santos than a scavenger. He would basically not encounter dangerous mutants in the places he walked. However, those forks were different. If he was not careful, he might turn into the territory of the Death Claws. And at that time, those ferocious guys would take care of the stupid stalker for him …
If there was one.
The rendezvous point was in an abandoned movie theater, and the poster at the door was posted with the new movies released on a certain day in the summer of 2171.
Walking straight to the front door of the movie theater, Gris reached out and tapped rhythmically three times on the dilapidated mahogany door.
Soon, footsteps came from behind the mahogany door, followed by a soft squeak. A gap was opened, and he was let in.
Yellowed brochures were scattered on the ground. Behind the mahogany door was a dusty red carpet, and the gold-rimmed fence was draped with red satin. Four soldiers in kinetic skeletons stood on both sides of the entrance to the theater. Griss hesitated slightly. His left hand, which was in his sleeve, quietly pinched the fuse of the smoke grenade and walked nervously into the theater.
"How's it going?" Sitting in the back row of the cinema, the man in the dark kinetic skeleton slowly opened his mouth and spoke in a voice processed by frequency conversion.
"I've only given them the path to the Grand Canyon." Walking to the man's side, Gris stretched out his right hand. "So we've agreed, where is my reward?"
With a faint smile, the man waved at the air next to him.
Almost at the same time, a layer of faint ripples appeared in the transparent air. A pitch-black figure stepped out from behind the ripples and suddenly appeared behind the man.
This scene shocked Griss. Although he had heard of optical invisibility, it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.
Griss looked warily at the man who appeared out of thin air. His left hand, which was holding the fuse of the smoke grenade, was already soaked with sweat. If this group of people intended to kill him, he wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.
But fortunately, these people didn't intend to kill him. What was handed out from the man in black was not a gun or a dagger, but a pocket-sized bottle cap box.
"The reward is in here." Captain Gerrard pointed to the box in his subordinate's hand and said with a smile, "There are a total of ten large bottle caps. If I remember correctly, this large bottle cap can be used as twenty."
Griss gulped, reached out and took the bottle cap box. He opened the lid and glanced at it, then stuffed it into his pocket.
"That's usually the case, although we use those small caps more often." Griss took two steps back as if nothing had happened. He said with a hollow laugh, "Then … since my mission is completed, I won't bother you anymore."
"Don't leave in a hurry." Gerrard stopped Griss, who was about to leave, and said calmly, "I have another mission for you."
Griss stopped and turned around. He forced a smile and forced himself to speak.
"What mission? To be honest, I suggest you find someone else … "
"Don't worry, this mission should be easy for you."
Gerrard smiled faintly and was about to say something when a dazzling fire burst from the bottle cap box in front of Griss' chest. Before he could react, Griss, who was in the center of the explosion, was blown into a blood mist. Steel pieces and bottle caps flew everywhere.
Almost at the same time, gunshots were heard outside the cinema.
Even with kinetic skeletons, the four soldiers at the door were forced to retreat into the theater by the fierce firepower of the attackers. They moved away from the bunker with several other soldiers and returned fire with their rifles.
"Fu * k!"
Gerrard, who was caught off guard by the explosion, shook his head and struggled to stand up from the ground. Taking advantage of the time before the bullets hit him, he quickly lowered his body and hid behind the chair.
The man in black who was standing next to him had already hidden himself and was walking towards the entrance of the theater from the side.
The shells fell to the ground, and the bullets whizzed from the entrance of the theater.
Gerrard pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger at the mercenaries at the door, but he was quickly suppressed by the intense firepower. He cursed, opened the EP screen on his left arm, and quickly tapped with his index finger to set the target of the automatic machine gun.
Dadada-!
The violent gunshots exploded like beans being scattered.
Four gun barrels broke the ceiling and poured fierce firepower at the door of the theater. Two mercenaries were directly torn into pieces by the overwhelming bullets, and the last mercenary was dragged back behind the bunker by his companions.
"Fu * k, their firepower is too strong!"
"We must take out their automatic machine gun! We can't go in like this! Sh * t! "
"Let me try!" While setting the target of the drone with the tablet, the mercenary squatting at the door gritted his teeth and threw the sensor into the theater.
The sensor that rolled to the center of the theater suddenly stopped, and invisible infrared light flickered, but there was no target marked. The kinetic skeleton coating with an infrared absorption layer made the DIY street weapons of the wasteland survivors directly useless. Not only that, like the heat sensor grenade, it couldn't even lock onto a target, let alone track. It could only be used as an ordinary grenade.
The mercenaries had the advantage in numbers, but their equipment was more than one level lower.
The kinetic skeleton brought a huge advantage to these soldiers. In the face of flying bullets, these well-trained soldiers were obviously more comfortable than the mercenaries with outdated equipment. However, these mercenaries were not to be trifled with. To be able to survive in the dangerous wasteland until now, they themselves were war machines.
The scales of victory began to tilt in favor of the mercenaries hired by NAC. After paying the price of six dead and two injured, two more soldiers were shot to death. There were only six or seven people left in the theater.
It didn't take long for another soldier to fall.
The mercenary with the semi-automatic sniper rifle shouted excitedly and was about to boast to his comrades behind him about the accuracy of his headshot. However, just as he turned his head after hiding behind the bunker, a blood mark spread out from his throat without warning.
He only felt a chill in his throat. Before he could say a word, he watched his neck gradually disappear in the horrified eyes of everyone …
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