Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

Not to mention that the Savage King couldn't hold it back anymore, even Jack and V were scratching their heads: but they decided to stay calm.

Among them, Jack moved his neck and was about to reach out and pick up some scrap metal from the ground to make a shield, because he knew that he must be rushing forward.

But Leal quickly said: "Jake, grab the grip."

"Um?"

The voice of doubt was swallowed alive by Jack, because the next second, the wheelchair Lear was sitting on began to deform!

Several familiar-looking thin synthetic material plates popped out from all sides of the wheelchair, and were all assembled around the wheelchair under the control of mechanical components. As these synthetic material plates were closed, a powerful current passed through them instantly.

Combine them into a shield!

What's even more exaggerated is that the wheelchair hiding behind the shield popped up several very familiar bomb bays: those things looked like the active defense system bomb bays on the original body of Damai!

Jack was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair——

And the grip actually has a trigger!

"Put the gun on the base. This thing is a universal base that can be connected to the vision system. You can push and shoot at the same time."

"oh"

The wheelchair suddenly became a chariot.

The Savage King pointed at the wheelchair and then at the black smoke: "Okay, you are awesome, but why are you hitting the wall?"

"Because the wall has collapsed! I rushed as soon as I told you to, see what scraps you have at hand, and use them if you can--"

Leal closed his eyes after saying this.

You have to rush, but you can’t just rely on a wheelchair.

[Fiona: We’re here! Oh my god, they used ground-penetrating bombs, and the power generation equipment area has...]

[Lille: Now follow my instructions. Cut off the red marked lines and connect those with the same numbers together. 】

The underground facilities of Luxor Villa, like all important facilities, have three sets of circuit systems. The ground-penetrating bomb destroyed one of them, destroyed some backup motors, and burned out a large area of ​​wiring, but there must still be some that can be used.

It is difficult for ordinary technical experts to complete large-scale rerouting in a short time, but Lille is not the case.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of his final exam at Arasaka Academy.

“You really put your knowledge to use.”

"Boss, it's hit. Their circuits should be completely paralyzed. It will take only 10 minutes or so to turn them into steamers. No matter how awesome the person is, they won't be able to survive half an hour."

Outside the building, several armored vehicles were dispersedly parked at the entrance of Luxor College, perfectly blocking the main entrance from each other. Anyone who appeared in sight would be attacked by crossfire.

"This plan is really ruthless. We'll suffocate them underground first, and then we'll blow them up when they can't help but take advantage of the situation." The mercenary responsible for monitoring the battlefield conditions praised, "It's quite expensive."

Obviously, compared with ordinary mercenaries, they are very professional——

This kind of profession is not that of urban mercenaries: middlemen manage relationships and prepare tools; hackers open up network connections, carry out auxiliary tasks quietly, and provide remote support; thugs do the work.

When it comes to work, you can do whatever you want, act according to circumstances, and sometimes even fail to complete the commission due to distraction.

But this group of people is different. Although they are all called mercenaries, they should be called war mercenaries, who specialize in fighting wars.

After the demolitionist launched the ground-penetrating bomb, he concentrated on the bombing target's information, temperature, air particle concentration, and vibration. Although he sometimes said a few words, he was really focused on the task at hand.

In addition, there are special field command vehicles, and the signal corps is dedicated to ensuring smooth communication;

The positions of various firepowers can ensure that teammates can be covered and covered by teammates, and there will be no conflict when firing.

Actions are accurate, tactics are clear, and discipline is strong.

Let's talk about the equipment: the ground-penetrating bombs, the machine guns they have on hand, and the military technology automatic cannon they just got from their employer all need to be used by professionals.

Street boys can't use the full power of these weapons.

And their head is that of a strong woman with short golden hair, shining in the sun, and a heart-shaped mark under her left eye.

There is an enhanced exoskeleton outside the tactical leather jacket. The body is directly connected to the torso and limbs, and he is holding a huge-looking firearm with one hand.

Her person is just like her weapon, with a rugged appearance, but filled with a violent aesthetic of industrial style. It can't be said to be charming, but it does have some peculiar charm.

"The bomb is a little less powerful."

"Boss, have you forgotten that we have to recover the data inside as evidence? And there are children inside."

The woman is not on the front, but on the side of the battlefield——

A normal person's first thought would be to take the path, but they know enough about this facility to lay traps on the path.

The ground-penetrating bomb is very powerful, but not powerful enough. It is a good choice whether it is to cover up people's eyes or retain the database, but it also means that it is difficult to directly blow up all the people inside.

Depending on the movement speed of the three wanted criminals inside, if they rush to the passage to die, they may be able to get rid of them before the ghost dog comes.

But if they kept grinding, they might have to resist the Nether Dog's reconnaissance force or reinforcements from wanted criminals. In short, at that time, she would need to do something.

In any case, from her point of view, the biggest threat actually comes from the outside: people inside either choose to take the maintenance channel, and eventually the maintenance channel is bombed and collapsed, and she enters through the channel to harvest the loot.

Or they choose to be suffocated inside.

Or, the least likely possibility is that the wanted criminal chooses to fight his way out from the front under so much interference, but that is actually seeking death, because there is her combat team and an automatic cannon with military technology in front.

The woman’s English seemed to have an accent: “You’re right, I just can’t control myself when I see biotechnology stuff.

When we take away the data inside, take away the children inside, we will burn this place - burn this criminal stadium.

Cheer up, everyone."

boom--

Before she finished speaking, the world in front of her suddenly slowed down:

Right at the front entrance, the cannon-bound armored vehicle her men were in suddenly erupted into violent sparks.

The car made a strange muffled sound like a can broken by bullets.

The attack came from the building opposite the Luxor Villa: several strong men suddenly opened the electromagnetic shielding cloth, laughing like idiots. The shooter was hit by the recoil of the launcher and his face was bruised and swollen, and his face was deformed.

The shooter's deformed face overlapped with the woman's expression at this moment, and a Chinese quintessence burst out:

"blyat!"

boom!

The armored vehicle was blown up!

"There's an ambush!!!"

A roar rang out from the communication channel, but at the same time there was also a warning from the machine gunner:

“There’s someone in the front aisle!!!”

The explosion around me, the figure rushing out of the black smoke in front of me, the firelight reflecting, the debris flying away——

It's not that they are trying to catch a turtle in an urn, it's that the enemy is using their bodies as bait to surround them!

They really chose to smoke!

The woman picked up the rifle and jumped out of the glassless window and rushed to the front battlefield——

The enemy is crazy, bold, calm and cunning, but she is a professional!

Their team is professional!

The mercenary team guarding the front completed their division of labor instantly, and two exaggerated tongues of fire spit out back-to-back under the sun.

Metal storm breaks out!

"Hold your position!!!"