Chapter 863

“They’re those kidney-harvesting bastards.”

Karl reported to Jack and the others in the cargo bay over the comms: “Roughly thirty to forty of them. Not a small group. They’re well-armed—I see smartguns, and their cyberware isn’t bad either. Quite a few of them are running subdermal armor.”

“Fucking hell, Dogtown really is a ‘blessed land,’ huh? Even Scavs can afford smartguns and subdermal plating now?” Oliver peered at the external feed on the truck’s internal monitor wall and couldn’t help but curse. Then he asked: “Is this a planned ambush?”