Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

"Night City Night City! Now let's turn the end to Colorado Farm!"

"Poor Saint-Domingue, the power supply has not been restored since the last time Ye's company's power station was attacked. Look, it's as dark as bad soil."

"Fortunately, we have Zeta Technology's latest XDR-8 multi-modal sensing drone. Whether it is urban lanes or wilderness, whether it is sandstorms or haze, you can have a panoramic view of the battle situation!"

"Although this feature is not open to civilian versions, it is also compatible with a variety of heavy weapons and provides precise guidance."

"Oh! We caught the flames! They started fighting!"

A Thracian Jefferson 388 was running wildly on the street. This car is the favorite car of the company's middle management. It has an elegant and business-like appearance, and is covered with armor all over.

As a vehicle for the middle-level of the company, the Jefferson 388 is a pure armored commercial vehicle. It has an unassuming business appearance, but its empty net weight actually exceeds two tons.

When the car rushed off the elevated highway and entered the Colorado farm, the mercenary in the car suddenly became excited when he looked at the deserted street:

Power has not yet been fully restored to poor Colorado farms, and large swaths of homes and streets are in darkness, with no one on the streets.

Drag racing is already exciting, but racing in the city takes it to the next level. It would be even more exciting if this kind of drag racing was legal and someone was filming it secretly and being watched by everyone.

The darkness just makes the filming and recording equipment hidden between the buildings visible. The drones in the sky are more like the super many camera positions prepared for big stars.

Thinking about it this way, the light pollution in the core area of ​​Night City becomes the stage lighting!

The background music is the sound of the engine.

The drama performed is to kill each other.

"Ha ha!"

The heavily armed mercenary let out a strange laugh, and the other two companions felt tight in their hearts——

What's going on, laughing so horribly?

"Why are you laughing?" The driver drove the car and looked around cautiously, "Are you sick?"

The last person in the trio was a strong man who took up the entire rear space by himself. The back of the seat was changed into a base for mounting a heavy machine gun, and he also had rockets at hand.

In normal times, a car of this size could be used to rob a company's fleet, but today, it is just the most common weapon.

The strong man didn't say that as a machine gunner, he had to keep an eye on everything on the road.

The laughing woman continued nervously: "I just feel like we are like stars for the first time in our lives.

Comparing this, the past few decades have been in vain, and they were all looking for food in the garbage dump. "

“Where is the garbage dump?”

"Not here!" the woman said categorically, "Night City is great. It's great. How do you say that?"

The strong man's deep voice intervened at this time: "No one will leave Night City unless they are in the shroud."

"right"

"There are enemies!"

The strong man suddenly interrupted the woman's emotion, and his low roar suddenly pulled them from their chat back to the battlefield——

And the enemy is in those dark wooden houses and unfinished buildings!

bang bang bang bang bang bang

The heavy sound of the heavy machine gun rang out, and large-caliber bullets hit the wooden huts on the roadside like meteors at night. The powerful prosthetic body of the machine gunner perfectly controlled the muzzle of the machine gun. With the help of the gyroscope and motor, each of these bullets hit the target. At the location he was aiming for.

The accurate burst of fire shattered the house into a sieve in less than a few seconds, causing it to collapse on the spot!

The driver yelled: "Did you see who it was?"

"I don't know! I can't see clearly! There's more!"

The strong man turned his gun, but the heat source that appeared in his field of vision reacted on both sides!

The machine gun rotated rapidly and the car moved quickly. Only then did he realize that these were not one or two enemies at all.

The building is full of people!

boom!

Suddenly a man jumped out of the trash can on the roadside, and the lid flew up with a bang.

He's also carrying a rocket launcher!

There was only about 10 meters away. The woman in the co-pilot could clearly see this guy putting his head in the air and pulling the trigger. It was like he was a trained soldier!

In a few tenths of a second, the skill chip automatically activated the defense mode. The woman raised her hand and the flying knife flew out at high speed.

call--

"RPG!"

boom!

The rocket was intercepted by a flying knife in the air and fired. While still in shock, the woman sat back in the car and patted the flames on her body.

"Wow! That guy is really not a braggart! We..."

"Mine!"

Just after dealing with the rockets, the driver saw something flickering on the road before the car was steady. He could tell at a glance that this thing was a wireless landmine!

But he could just see it, the car couldn't avoid it at all!

Kattar.

The wheels rolled up, and the driver had only one thought in his mind:

Where did these guys come from?

boom!

The Jefferson 388, with a total vehicle weight of nearly three tons, is only a slightly heavier iron box in the face of anti-vehicle mines.

The flames rose high, and the explosion directly penetrated the chassis of the armored vehicle, and the solid metal bent and fractured during the impact.

The front and rear of the car were disconnected, and the car flew up and then hit the ground, turning into a mess.

"Okay!" In the unfinished building in the distance, the sergeant held up his binoculars and clapped his hands, "Did you see it! This is a successful ambush!

You have to use your brain to fight! "

"But boss." One of the younger brothers raised his hand cautiously, "Isn't this just hiding in the trash can to give them a try?"

The sergeant glanced at him, put his hand on his shoulder, and smiled gently.

When the boy started laughing too, the sergeant slapped him on the head and scolded him: "You're the only one who's smart. You're the only one who's fucking smart. You're so fucking smart. Why didn't you think of it?!"

"Boss!" Another sniper suddenly shouted, "He's not dead!"

"Of course I'm not fucking dead"

"No, boss, the one who stepped on the landmine didn't die! Damn it...!"

boom!

Perhaps the slight reflection in the observation mirror exposed the position, and the sniper was directly hit in the head in the next second!

The sergeant quickly kicked the young man he had just taught a lesson with, and then he lay down on the ground, sweating profusely.

Is it him? The one who stepped on the landmine did not die!

From a high altitude, the ambush was indeed successful. Although the Six Street Gang did not have a large number of advanced drones to collect battlefield information, they did have a large number of local people as surveillance probes.

That's why they can be everywhere like field veterans ambushed in the jungle, and they can almost block the way of cockroaches who are halfway through the competition.

But

These guys are terrifyingly strong.

The sniper covered his bleeding neck, and the sergeant shouted to the recruits: "Watch out! This is battlefield first aid!"

Then he took out an injection of medicine from his pocket and injected it. The soldier's frightened eyes immediately calmed down, as if he was not in so much pain anymore.

"Boy, do you have a family?"

The young man nodded, tears streaming from his eyes.

"That's good, I gave you the special medicine provided by the Tiger Claw Gang, and now I want to read your observation data."

As he spoke, the sergeant pulled out the personal link from his wrist and connected it to the boy's nerve socket.

"Uh, strangled to death?" The younger brother's voice was unclear.

"Of course not." The sergeant looked into the boy's eyes, "Haven't you seen that movie? "Saving Captain Lane". Now you have to strengthen your will and think of something happy. What's for dinner?"

The little brother immediately recalled what he had eaten today:

Grilled fresh synthetic meat, which is not common in Santo Domingo, may taste almost like real meat.

He smiled as he thought about it - this was his first time eating meat.

Immediately afterwards, all his prosthetic systems stopped functioning.

The whole process only lasted a few seconds. The lying recruits were all silent and chatting. Even the one who liked to ask questions stopped talking:

Only a little bit of flesh on the dead sniper's neck was still attached, and his spine was exaggeratedly deformed.

If the bulletproof suit he was wearing hadn't protected his cervical spine, his head might have been severed on the spot.

The sergeant retracted the neural link, grabbed the sniper rifle on the ground and said to these recruits: "Remember, this is casualty classification. Give him a tranquilizer with a nerve-sustaining effect, and seize the time to read the contents of the battlefield recorder. .

This way at least you won't be blind to your enemy. "

The recruit who likes to ask questions spoke again: "Then let me ask you what to eat today."

"Die more peacefully, and he will be more cooperative this way - the Tiger Claw Gang is very exciting. I heard that just thinking about it can make you climax."

The recruit was stunned.

[Sergeant: There are 48 vehicles in total, 37 broke down, but many people did not die. They are all high-tech. 】

[Sergeant: The location is marked for you. 】

[Burger King: Coming soon. 】

The sergeant took a deep breath - the intensity of these contestants is really high, it would be hard to feel it unless they faced each other in person.

"Boss."

The new recruit is here again.

The recruit whispered: "Boss, can you ask me how it feels to do a then? I don't like eating."

[Name: Adam Pound]

[Age: 16 years old]

The sergeant smiled angrily at the innocent eyes of the young man who had just turned 16 years old.

"I'll give you a big fucking ear-scratcher. Hold the gun steady for me and get ready to move."