Bowen: Nomads are attacking, and they've got serious firepower. My people were wiped out in no time! Send more support!
Meredith Stout: You mean they still have supplies?
Bowen: How should I know? But there definitely aren't any supplies at Stone Ridge. I moved everything out a long time ago.
Bowen: Either they've got their own stockpile, or you've got a mole in your ranks.
Bowen: To be honest, I deliberately left that dumbass at Stone Ridge because I was afraid something like this would happen.
Bowen: You see now? Nomads always find a way to pull some new trick on you. Send more support, or get your own ass over here.
Meredith Stout: They went into the tunnel?
Bowen: They went into the tunnel.
The communication cut off. Stout had only one thought.
A new trick? How tricky could it be?
Night City was under a near-total lockdown. Anyone selling weapons could be found out. So what if the Nomads had gotten their hands on a little ammunition?
Since they'd all come out, she'd just have to wipe them out in one go.
In the Badlands, Militech forces began mobilizing. Stout sat in her office, watching the tactical map on the screen.
An entire mechanized infantry company was surrounding the exit of the Stone Ridge tunnel.
Yes, the commotion the Nomads had caused had surprised her a little.
But Militech had been built on war. Even if the Nomads had a few more guns and mounted a few heavy machine guns on their vehicles, making them barely qualify as infantry fighting vehicles-
What did that mean against real armored infantry fighting vehicles?
The last rays of sunlight vanished from the Badlands, and the temperature began to drop.
Militech was about to launch its attack.
Meredith Stout: "The target is