Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

Night City, military technology building.

The company is running smoothly, but if they want to achieve a complete monopoly, they have to find a way to defeat the company opposite the building-Arasaka Company.

It's time for change.

Meredith washed his face in front of the mirror, and a series of warnings popped up in the HUD of the prosthetic eye:

[Heart rate monitoring warning: The current heart rate continues to be higher than the normal level]

[Sleep quality analysis: The recent sleep time has been significantly less than necessary]

[Adrenaline level is too high: continues to exceed the standard, current value is 166pg/ml]

【Insufficient secretion of melatonin, cortisol level reminder, thyroid hormone imbalance.】

It can be said that the whole person is in a dazed state, but it doesn't matter. With another dose of military technology employee benefits and military-grade stimulants entering the body, the whole person is energetic again.

She wiped her face and walked out of the bathroom, just in time to meet the agent recently sent from headquarters: Anthony Gilchrist.

In terms of position, Anthony is just a captain of the Operations Department, but in terms of security level, his level is indeed among the highest in the Military Technology Division of Night City -

It was supposed to be Meredith's level, but unfortunately she made a big mistake.

In such a company, security level is everything and positions are external. Only by being internally loyal can the security level be high. Only with high security level can it be possible to hold a higher position.

Without a security level, nothing can be done.

In other words, Meredith will be replaced sooner or later, and the person he replaces will probably be Anthony.

So she had to act first.

Meredith looked at Anthony who was walking towards him with a stern face.

Anthony has short black hair and wears a black suit jacket and white shirt that are customary for male military technology employees.

Perhaps it was because he had just been transferred to Night City and his security level and position were higher than before. There was still a faint smile on his lips, confident and proud.

If a street kid sees it, he will definitely sum it up: a standard corporate dog!

He smiled: "Director Stout, how was your recent conversation with Mayor Lane? Can the homeless cleanup project be won?"

"Don't worry, we are proceeding as planned. It is your job to ensure that backup can keep up."

"That doesn't sound like that to me. I must remind you that the company's affairs are the top priority. This mayoral election is a very good opportunity. If it is messed up."

Meredith looked at him maliciously.

Anthony spread his hands: "But this kind of thing really won't happen. Soon we will have more chips."

"About the company fleet."

"You don't need to worry." Anthony smiled calmly, "I have already made arrangements. Calculating the time, I should be able to pass the test soon."

After saying that, Anthony left.

Meredith had a sullen face: It was obvious that the other party didn't trust her at all and arranged for the vehicle to enter the country!

It's great that the security level is high, and some work can be done without telling her.

But looking at Anthony's back, she had some doubts in her heart:

This clearly indicated that her convoy had entered the country.

The competitive relationship between the two of them is almost certain. Is this guy so relieved?

Are you so confident that nothing will happen?

Meredith returned to the office and immediately sent a message to the Maelstrom Gang.

[Recipient: Patricia]

[Meredith: Work hard and the company will not treat you badly. 】

[Meredith: For vehicles to cross the border early, it depends on your own ability. 】

Almost at the same time, Anthony also returned to his office and found helpers for him.

In other words, the masters from the "brother unit" who came to Night City together sent a message.

[Recipient: FIA Agent # 0079]

[Anthony: The team will pass immediately. 】

[FIA Agent # 0079: Let me emphasize it again: All I can guarantee is that the mecha on the car is normal, and things on our side are much more important. 】

[Anthony: That’s enough. As long as the goods can come in, I can slowly find the mole. 】

[Anthony: Thanks. 】

In the northern industrial area of ​​Watson, Brick, the leader of the Whirlpool Gang, strode towards the convoy carrying an exaggerated Sadara technology shotgun -

His eye sockets were completely replaced by an orange-red compound eye perception system. The eye sensors emitted an orange-red light. He was not wearing any clothes. The gaps between the skin panels were clearly visible. There seemed to be some kind of energy component implanted in his lower abdomen. Emits red light.

There are some kind of external wiring tubes all over the surface of the two arms, extending from the neck. The cable management device along the surface is fixed on the surface of the skin and extends to the fingers.

boom!

His thick arms suddenly grabbed hold of the van's external attachment point, and you could even see handprints on it!

Obviously, this boss is amazingly powerful and often takes the lead in doing business!

He looked to the other side, and there was a strong man who was bigger than him. Both of them were wearing the same facial panels, but compared to Brick, this big guy looked much more conservative, wearing a black leather jacket. , covering the traces of transformation underneath him.

He seems to be a simple, honest, strong man of few words.

This is Royce, the second in command.

Ten modified Columbus freight cars were parked at the entrance of the factory. They were covered with armor sewn from various metal plates. The compound-eyed skull that symbolized the Whirlpool Gang even glowed--

boom!

The engine roars as Brick raises his shotgun!

"Little ones, get ready to go!"

"Wuhu!"

The convoy drove away, and Royce's vehicle was the last one to leave. He looked at the guy staying at the warehouse, and his red eye sensor flashed--

The guy's facial sensor also flashed, and after watching Royce leave, he turned and walked towards the depths of the bus.

Just now, Royce had already sent a signal to him!

Xiaobing, who is good at judging facial expressions, possesses an optical detection device beyond imagination.

It is absolutely impossible to misread any spectral changes on the boss's face, and the spectral changes on Royce's face convey exactly the same information.

Raise troops today!

Now the good bird has to choose a tree to roost.

Mackinac stopped at Santo Domingo for an outing.

This time, we have to take into account Meredith, the military technology mole, so Mackinac cannot directly conflict with military technology.

It was common knowledge that she had contact with the three people in Lille, and it would be bad if she was caught.

The outer shell of the car was repainted, the armor layer was also greatly reduced, and the rear cargo compartment.

The rear cargo compartment is now modified to accommodate a motorcycle. The benchmark is Jack's own motorcycle model, the Nazaré "Motorcycle".

The motorcycle was directly modified by Lear. Two additional formal alcohol 2 storage tanks and corresponding small turbine propulsion devices and vortex jets were added under the car, and the shock absorbers used by Mackinac were inserted into the In the motorcycle.

These technologies all come from Adrian's latest achievements at Marvel--

[R\u0026D results of the Mechanical Structure Laboratory: small vehicle turbine (prototype), jet injection device]

[Main R\u0026D Personnel: Adrian Toombs]

[Description: A turbine device based on high-energy fuel, modified from a vulture wing. 】

[Developer Addendum: Lear, your request is really strange, but I like flying cars. 】

[The engine you provided is also very interesting, but the energy density of any fuel on the market is not enough to provide sufficient lift for such a small device, not even your engine. 】

[The Vulture Wingsuit uses unknown fuel provided by Osborn. That kind of thing is more exaggerated than rocket fuel, unless you can get an equally abnormal fuel. 】

[But no matter what, I still got something for you. Unfortunately, we lack experimental data and we can't optimize it further. 】

[Turbine Motorcycle Type I is assembled, technology points +200]

[Current science and technology points: 7500]

Leal patted the motorcycle and said to Jack: "Remember the motorcycle rocket?"

Jack looked excited: "Good brother, this."

"This is the improved version. Didn't you ask for an upgrade to your motorcycle last time? Try this version first."

V touched the motorcycle with equal excitement: the last time they used motorcycles to carry out a terrorist attack in the city center, she was still driving a broken and unupgraded Mackinaw Youth Edition!

"So this is a replica of the motorcycle rocket?"

"Upgraded version." Lear launched three pistols, one was V's Last Night, and the other two were Jack's Golden Lady, but they looked different at first glance.

Lille first pushed Zhongye and one of the golden ruthless women out: "The pistol can now fire dragon breath bullets, a type of particles that use metal magnesium as projectiles.

It will cause deflagration after being launched, but its power is average. "

Leer handed Su Ye to V and motioned for her to get on the motorcycle.

V was also unambiguous and immediately got in the car and started it.

"Bullets are not used to hit people. The motorcycle has a button called bounce mode. Press it."

V activated the bouncing mode, and the two small turbines under the motorcycle suddenly turned violently! It even blew up a lot of smoke and dust, and people nearby could feel the wind!

This scene stunned the engineers responsible for providing modified parts and modifying the Mackinac, as well as Sherman, who frowned during the entire process.

This air flow doesn't seem like the noise that those three turbines the size of human heads can produce.

Not only did they spin violently, but as the air flowed, they could also smell a familiar smell:

That smell is the highest specification fuel they use for the Mackinac engine--

It is also used as fuel for floating vehicles.

Lear pointed under the car, then took a few steps back: "Hit me under you!"

V didn't know why, but he still pointed the gun underneath him.

Just when she was about to shoot, looking at her nonchalant look, Leal hurriedly added: "Hold on to the front of the car!"

V pulled the trigger, and exaggerated flames suddenly erupted from the bottom of the motorcycle like dragon's breath!

The hot air rises and is transformed through the turbine device into the force that propels the motorcycle to take off--

boom!

The motorcycle bounced up like a rocket, and V was almost knocked down by the force!

Klenchikov started at this moment, and she hurriedly grabbed the front of the car!

boom.

The motorcycle jumped about as high as half a person, and its stay in the air was obviously longer than a normal free fall.

The car swayed as it landed on the ground, and the unburned magnesium particles were still burning in the soil on the ground.

V and Jack exclaimed loudly: "Fuck!"

Sherman and his engineers quietly exclaimed, "Holy shit."

The old captain remained silent, secretly shouting: Damn it.

Leal patted Jack's confused face and handed him the remaining pistol. This golden gun was put on a long adapter sleeve.

"This is your other gun. You use it twice and I'll check it out - the special bullets, remember?"

Jack turned his head blankly, and he did remember one thing in his mind: when he just picked up the golden ruthless woman, Lille did say that he could design a special bullet for him.

[Cross-dimensional material transfer: Death Warrior special armor-piercing bullets x3]

【Technology Point-500】

[Current science and technology points: 7000]

[Description: A special armor-piercing projectile equipped on the Death Warrior, with a total length of 176mm and a warhead made of special tungsten steel. 】

[Appendix from Developer Michael: Boss, this thing is not my skill. The primer inside is very special, but we don’t have firearms experts here. I can only make a simple adaptation adjustment, and you can only fiddle with the rest by yourself. 】

Leal took out three bullets from his pocket and put them in Jack's hand.

"This thing is very powerful. Just use it as a sniper rifle. Remember to press the gun carefully."

Jack nodded, but his head was still immersed in the flying motorcycle.

As for Lille’s warning?

It’s not just pistol bullets, what can be more powerful?