Only three mercenaries remained: Lucas, Anna, and Hardcore Uncle.
The first two had been caught by David on the night of the raid, while the last had been captured earlier by the three from Burger King.
Lucas and Anna's identities were clear, but Hardcore Uncle's was still uncertain-
But Lier soon got his identity from Bryce:
He had been involved in numerous conflicts along the European Community and Soviet Union Federation border. Compared to city mercenaries, he was closer to a battlefield mercenary.
That was one of the ways Europe as a whole differed from special cities like Night City.
A lot of their conflicts took place along the border. Those who were simply good at fighting were more likely to find work of that kind.
Only mercenaries who were efficient, quick-thinking, and capable enough to meet the demands of special assignments could just barely get by in the city.
Ever since Lier had caught him on Martin Luther King Boulevard, he had spent nearly a week in this tiny Basement.
Each day, he received only the nutrients necessary to keep him alive through an automatic injector, leaving him in a state of hunger.
Since Lier had knocked him out using hacking, the damage to his neural component caused mild brain fog whenever he tried to think.
When he heard the door, he froze for a moment and stared at it suspiciously. But when he saw Anna and Lucas being thrown in from outside, his heart sank-
This was it. They were wiped out.
Lier looked at the last three surviving enemies, feeling a little wistful:
If these mercenaries had worked together more effectively, things might really have turned out differently.
Did the mercenary gang have no chance of winning at all? Of course not. On the contrary, they'd had