Vol 8 Chapter 2: That is our end

Text Chapter 102 That is our ending
The guy from Takemura also came by car, still a roadster.
At least more reliable than my group of friends. The red-haired man was apparently in a semi-comatose state and was pulled into the co-pilot by Takemura, and our Japanese couldn’t help complaining: "You smell like shit!"
I sat in the back of the car with Johnny, and this place was fairly spacious.
Takemura starts the car.
If my guess is right, Arasaka ninjas will come soon.
Taking advantage of this moment, I looked at the red-haired man in the passenger seat.
From the previous world, another me.
Really embarrassed.
My good friend died in front of me. I thought I was betrayed when everything was over and turned into rubbish. My body smelled worse than a septic tank after seven days.
To some extent, this is not your fault.
"Johnny, you should know what freedom is like."
"Yes, like the wind blowing from the coast, like the of Mexican beauties, like having a barbecue party on the beach, you can do all these things, because you have this idea and ability."
"I like your analogy, especially the part of Mexican beauties."
"Do you have any ideas? Are you planning to watch these two idiots get chopped off?"
"No matter what we think, the problem is that there is nothing we can do."
"Yes, this feeling is the most hate."
"Oh, do you feel bad again? I think you don't call Johnny Silverhand at all, you can change your name to Johnny Sweetheart."
"You don't understand." Johnny pointed at the red-haired man, "The thought of another me in his mind, it feels like eating a canned luncheon meat from the last century, greasy and disgusting, but But I have to admit that this thing is really effective."
"I understand, don’t forget, this person is another me. I am just like him, lying in the trash. Like a scrapped household appliance. Do you know Johnny, the first in my life? I had an intuitive feeling of death when I was a child when I saw a man driving a truck on the side of the road, carrying a car of scraps, there was a damaged server inside, and the wires and sockets were exposed. At that time, I was thinking. We are covered with modified prostheses, is it the same after death, the skin falls off, the wires are broken, and we are motionless."
"It sounds vivid. Fuck, I think of one thing."
"what?"
Before Johnny could answer, the ninjas from Arasaka came. They came with motorcycles and shot at Takemura on the highway.
The man named Takemura is very strong, just like the protagonist in a special agent movie, he can't always be hit by others, and he can take away an enemy in threes or twos.
Sitting in the car he was driving, we felt very much-like riding an angry killer whale, swinging around, inertially trying to throw us out. The critical moment was when Johnny pulled me.
Thanks for your concern, old stuff.
The red-haired man was a little awake in such a fierce chase. Takemura handed over a pneumatic syringe and asked him to help shoot the enemy.
Oh, the scene was wonderful. It's a pity that I couldn't convey the experience of the parties to you all. I saw the red-haired man unnaturally excited after the injection of the medicine-he still has bullet holes in his head. It should be said that he is definitely the one who died once, just like me.
The last Arasaka ninja was really crazy, brandishing a mantis knife, like a flying bird, jumping a second before the car exploded, and landed on the front hood of the car. It was really hard for him. He shouted a traitor. Swing a knife at Takemura and the red-haired man.
Takemura tried his best to get rid of this crazy ninja. If I felt like I was riding a killer whale just now, it was like standing on the horns of a bullfight.
We were thrown into the air, and so was the ninja. He was thrown to the edge of the front of the car, and his lower body fell outside, so he was pushed all the way by the car and hit the concrete pillar on the side of the road.
It's really a large-scale battle, explosions, red flames, heavy smoke, blood and splashing machine parts, burning debris and exhausted actors, what else?
Johnny and I were lying on the road, each panting.
The clean and sparsely clouded sky, a little bit gloomy. The light receded.
We came to the clinic of the old Victor. He was trying to rescue the red-haired man. Takemura helped out, and Delaman, an unexpected friend, was also helping-just now he took Takemura and the red-haired man all the way. Shipped to the clinic.
Johnny and I were two unhelpful bystanders. We watched Victor open the cranial cavity of the red-haired man, exposing the organs and prosthesis, blood, tissue fluid, and cooling fluid oozing out, making it slimy. I dare not look closely, but Johnny is serious.
"Hey, are you perverted? What's so good about human brains?"
"I don't know, but I just want to see."
"I heard that people do boring things to soothe their nerves when they are going crazy, are you doing the same?"
"Not sure, maybe."
The rescue process lasted a long time, which was a torment for everyone.
In my experience, Jonas just patted his forehead and healed my injury. But when I got here, everything was very complicated. When Victor took out the bullet from the red-haired man’s head, everyone was Take a breath, including Johnny.
"Why are you sighing? You didn't help."
"I feel the same, do you know little girl."
"Come on."
"I am really curious now what the next scene will be."
To be honest, I am also curious, UU reading www.uukanshu.com because everything that happened to him is also destined to happen to me.
The operation was successful, but shortly afterwards, the red-haired man had neurological shock again, so he was rescued again...
After a busy day, as bystanders, we are well aware of the efforts Lao Wei, Takemura and Delaman have made to treat the red-haired man.
Finally, he woke up.
Just can't speak yet.
At least the eyes have been opened.
Takemura visited him again, and after a while, he fell asleep again.
Time jumped quickly, and all of this was watching me coldly.
When he did wake up and had the strength to speak, Johnny and I were listening carefully to the next conversation.
"V, how do you feel when you wake up?"
"...Well, there are hallucinations in my head."
"Can you tell me something?"
"There was a dazzling light and there was noisy surroundings. I was standing on the stage, almost unable to breathe, and my heart was filled with...hate. Then I grabbed the microphone to vent it, but it didn't work at all... I also dreamed of holding a bomb Go to bomb Arasaka Tower..."
Johnny and I sighed separately.
"V, that's not a dream, it's a memory. There is a person's personality consciousness on this chip, and what you dream about is his past... You don't have much time... This chip is like a bomb, and the lead is now Now, you have at most a few weeks before the silver hand's consciousness is covering your consciousness. You will gradually occupy your body, and when one day, you will disappear completely. Do you understand?"
Fuck me!
Not only the client was stupid, but the audience was also stupid.
I grabbed Yinshou's neck and pressed him against the wall, "You get out of my head!"
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