Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

The fire was caused by the homeless people.

Just as Leal guessed, the NCPD itself has been in a state of insufficient police force for a long time, and this time the problem is in the city center.

To the south of the city center is Heywood, which is criss-crossed by various roads and byways, making it difficult to completely block it.

And today, tonight, Lille are not the only ones giving them intensity.

A large number of homeless people came into the city, and they held signs and held banners.

Their weathered cars are like moving scrap metal, but the sound of their powerful engines proves that these cars are still as good as their old age.

But there was something special tied to the hood of the car at the front - a coffin made of iron plates, with the front sealed with glass and a windproof torch inserted on the side.

What was placed in the coffin was the somewhat blackened body of the Red Ocher Tribe who died miserably due to the experiment.

This was something Leal didn't expect - he just pushed, indicating that the Red Ocher men needed to draw firepower, and that's how far they had come.

Even showing off the body.

All the people from Heywood came out, following these wanderers, who came to see the fun.

But looking at the excitement, it provides cover for the homeless people - the NCPD can't kill people on the street, right?

"The unscrupulous company Biotechnology! They poisoned us! Several of us have died! Let us go! We want an explanation from Biotechnology!"

"Biotechnology is unscrupulous. 5,000 euros buys a human life, and murder pays for life!"

"Company dog! Stupid cop! Go to hell!"

boom.

Plastic bottles and tin cans hit the NCPD armored vehicle, and nothing else happened except for making some noise.

But it was really, really loud.

The NCPD police officers were so nervous that every time the other party threw a can, they had to make sure it was not a grenade.

Especially red ocher's illness is even more frightening.

Some of the skin exposed under their thick clothes shone slightly under the moonlight and lights, and their eyes were even more bloodshot and red—really like a piece of red ocher.

Dark red eyes stared at them, like a werewolf staring at its prey, as if they would really eat people in the next second.

The flames illuminated the bodies and the banners shimmered in neon lights.

In the police car, a strong young policeman watched all this with a solemn expression. His left eye was modified into a tactical prosthetic eye, making him look like a one-eyed dragon.

The other normal eye revealed helplessness and anger - anger at the status quo.

The car door opened with a bang, and an older policeman sat in, with a relaxed expression and two cans of coffee in his hand.

The young policeman said: ".We just watch like this?"

"Otherwise? River, you should relax, our mission is to keep an eye on this mob.

Needless to say, these homeless people are quite honest and have put away their guns. "

The old policeman in the co-pilot opened the drink can and brought hot coffee.

"The city center has become such a noisy situation, why don't we just ignore it?"

"A security case of that level is not something we can handle."

The new policeman was nervous and shaken in his faith and ideals, while the old policeman opened the lid and tasted the warm coffee.

After taking a sip, he added: "Maybe it's the company dog ​​biting the dog. We can't handle this kind of thing and can only rely on coordination from above.

If it's not a corporate dog-eating-dog incident and it's a terrorist attack, then it's not our turn. The Terrorist Mobile Team will handle it.

As for us, we just deal with this small situation. "

The slightly younger River once again let out a helpless lament.

His NCPD work experience gave him this feeling:

Aim the gun at the poor, not the rich; you can't take care of the big things, but you don't want to take care of the small things; if something goes wrong, you call the Terrorist Mobile Team, and if nothing happens, you take to the streets.

This NCPD claims to be the line of defense that protects Night City!

With this thought in mind, a dispatch order came from the police channel.

"Vagrants began to circulate in the Haywood blockade area. The blockade level east and north of the Civic Center was downgraded, and blockade troops were preparing to mobilize to the Haywood area."

"Haywood Defense Zone pays attention to coordinating the blockade."

The old policeman gestured to River, and the car slowly moved along with the homeless protest team.

He turned down some police radio stations and even turned on his personal radio——

"Welcome to today's "Chatting Tonight with Zig Q". Do you know everything that happened in the city center?"

"Rockets exploded, homeless people protested, and luxury cars worth millions were blown into scrap metal. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?"

"Today we have a special guest - a wanderer from Adecado, Hector!"

The old policeman took out a small bag of potato chips from his pocket and said with great interest:

"These media people are so powerful. We can't even catch homeless people."

——

Sender: Hector.

Hector: Our people are already in place - we don't have to think about your request at all.

Hector: We'll provide you with all the help you need.

Hector: The company never treated us as human beings from the beginning. It was my naivety and stupidity that killed Andre, Cedric, Ares, Sezar, Albert, and Xavier.

Hector: I will go to hell for this, but before I go to hell, of course I hope to drag a few company dogs along with me.

Hector: All the good guys are in the city, and they have all been injected with enough slow-release drugs. Before the matter is over, before dawn, the chain will not fall off.

Hector: I know this request is a bit unreasonable, but I ask you to take care of Neville and the remaining tribesmen after this.

Hector: Thank you for everything you have done for us, and I will do my best to fight for you.

Hector: Thank you for getting this opportunity for me. I am a coward. I can't watch them die miserably because of me.

Hector: Thank you.

Hector: Red Ocher awaits your command.

Lear finished reading the message Hector gave him--obviously, it was no longer Hector who was in charge.

This is a man of contradictions, Lille can feel it.

He longs for a worthwhile self-destruction.

Lear sighed and looked at everyone present.

"Mann, your target is Impala Motor Company, set off immediately."

Dorio looked at Mann with worried eyes: "It's already like this, do you want to continue?"

Mann has completely removed the forearm that houses the projectile launcher, and is now considered disabled.

Of course, the remaining arm he had was not for show.

Lille looked at Mann, who slammed the table angrily: "Of course we have to continue! We have come this far just to give Sasha an explanation -

This time we are not just about money, if you want to quit, then quit, but I will not quit! "

Mann is a very top-notch player and fits Lille's imagination of him.

Give him a clue he can grab and he won't let go.

This is paranoia.

Needless to say, Rebekah, Pyrrha and Dorio - they and Sasha are also teammates.

The only unstable factor is Qi Wei.

But she didn't say anything and seemed to have a very low sense of presence.

But he was still targeted by Lille: "Your hackers may not have this idea."

"Hey, do I still have a choice?"

"No."

Lille has long brought them close to their own data barriers, and this thing also monitors internally.

She had no chance of contacting the middleman, at least not yet.

Qi Wei still asked: "I only have one question, how much money can we make?"

Lille looked at Mann: "I won't take any of the remuneration Faraday agreed to, and you will share it among yourselves. In addition to the money there, I can also give you 100,000 euros.

I have only one request, that you complete this order in my name. "

Lear didn't know Faraday's compensation - he didn't ask.

If the mercenary wanted to know the reward first, or get the money first, they could discuss it, but Lille never asked at all.

As for the 90,000, it came from Mendoza and Barnes.

The two of them pooled together a total of 400,000 euros, which was either too much or too little.

Well, if you look at the figure of 400,000 alone, it is definitely too much. The problem is that the 400,000 to buy the Nightingale plan is not enough for such a secret.

But it doesn't matter, it's not the 400,000 that Lille values.

As a de facto mediator, he has cleared most of the obstacles and paved the way for himself.

Excluding the money that will be used to purchase Delamain's services and various upcoming components, all Lille can give to the Mann team is 100,000 euros.

Lille has been quite kind to them - according to the rules of Night City, the middleman and the mercenary are divided into 70 and 30, and they only share 30,000 yuan.

So for mercenaries like Mann, it is still a very attractive number.

"ha?"

The Mann team was stunned.

What does it mean?

He doesn't want the benefits, but all the disadvantages are on him?

No matter how strong the data barrier is, no one can guarantee that it will never be breached. Is Burger King crazy?

"I'll talk about the details later. Now let's talk about your course of action."

Leal handed the sorted separation chip to Mann.

Impala Automobile Company is located east of Night City, almost outside the city, in a rather remote corner.

The company advertises its use of fully automated vehicle assembly technology, so few workers work there.

Now it seems that it is not that they used automated technology, but that the place was originally a server used by biotechnology to store Nightingale Project data.

Thanks to Morton's project managers and shady ways, they now have all of their employees' account information.

They just need to find a place to enter these things and they can gain control of the factory.

The hard part is how to break through Impala Motors' defenses -

"There's even an Arasaka mecha there?!"

Rebekah and Pyrrha's voices were so high that it made Lear's ears numb.

Arasaka Mecha - This is why Arasaka will not leave any evidence that they are looking for someone to target biotech.

Among several super enterprises, although there is a great degree of opposition between some companies, such as Military Technology and Arasaka, there is still cooperation.

For example, Arasaka will buy Military Technology’s Beamon armored vehicle, and Military Technology will also consider Arasaka’s mechas.

When there are no excuses, everyone must still abide by international law.

This is especially true for biotechnology, where appropriate cross-buying is necessary to ensure that two companies at the top of the private sector do not deliberately target them.

Although biotechnology security is mainly composed of military technology personnel and equipment, they will still choose some Arasaka equipment.

But if it is revealed that Arasaka is secretly investigating him, the purchase order will of course fall on another company——

So Arasaka wanted to find out more about Military Science and wanted to obtain military science information from biotechnology, but he was also afraid that the matter would be exposed and affect him.

Lir picked his ears and said to this little lolita with a loud voice:

"Don't shout so loudly - don't you also have hackers in your team? The control instructions and usage instructions for that mecha are all in the chip.

The account information of the staff in the park can still be used, and they can be hacked by connecting to the LAN without even having to face its ICE. "

Top hack: Unplug the network cable.

There are even more advanced ones, just plug in the network cable and enter your account and password - your mecha is good, now it's mine.

What is inconsistent with its terrifying appearance and combat effectiveness is that the fully automatic Arasaka mecha is usually deeply connected to the subnet, which makes it easy to hack.

This is also the only shortcoming of this war machine.

"It's simple." Qiwei was wearing a mask, so all her facial expressions could not be seen.

But it was clear she was stressed.

Yes, Lear has all the tools ready.

The internal structure of Impala Automobile Company, the composition of security personnel, and even employee accounts are not just one employee account, but all staff accounts.

From a rational point of view, this hacking is not difficult at all. The key lies in where to find the LAN interface.

But when I think about it being an Arasaka Mecha, I can't think straight.

Lille continued: "Listen, you will also have a team of Rangers to support you. I have found connections outside. They have good products. At least they will have no problem in fighting head-on. Fight for me, do you understand?"

Mann nodded: "It's a hard job, but since you are willing to take on all the follow-up questions, of course we will succeed."

"Very good - one last thing." Lear knocked on the table, "It is also the most important thing. Do you remember who sent this commission?"

Mann was stunned.

Who issued the commission?

In theory, it's Faraday.

But since they got on the subway, they followed Lear's instructions and never communicated with Faraday again.

Does this still count as doing things for Faraday?

He tentatively said: ".Faraday?"

Lear smiled and nodded: "Yes, the entire commission was issued by Faraday. The goal is to investigate Project Nightingale and the relationship between Project Nightingale and military technology.

We received the commission at the Afterlife Nightclub, and the communicator was damaged during the battle.

After being unable to contact Faraday, he immediately accepted the commission from two reporters, Mendoza and Barnes.

At the end of the day, we are tough mercenaries who decide to get the job done no matter the circumstances - get it? "

Mann's mind was a little confused. Not only him, but everyone here was a little dizzy.

Only Qiwei smelled some conspiracy: Burger King's goal was not a commission at all.

".I understand, but how do we get out?"

Leal pointed to the door.

A Delamain armored taxi slowly appeared at the door.

"The 50,000 Euro premium service is targeted at a location near the Impala Motor Company. Once you get on the car, there is no turning back."