Cyberpunk: Cross-dimensional Science and Engineering

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When Lille walked into the customs checkpoint with four smart shotguns, the folks at the weapon storage were dumbstruck.

Four smart weapons?

"What's up? Us smugglers usually carry a few smart weapons for self-defense. Pretty normal, right?"

Sitting in the interrogation room, that's how Lille responded to the customs officer.

"Normal?" the customs officer twitched his mouth, "What do you think? Equipped with four smart shotguns? Which family are you with?"

Lille shrugged and handed over the customs form, with a money chip clipped inside.

"Look, whatever I'm transporting is all listed here, these weapons are really just for self-defense.

Sir, there's no need for a big fuss, you can take a look at the contents first."

The customs officer took the customs form without betraying any emotion, but honestly, he only needed to see the big letters, L.O.A., and that was enough.

The real question was whether the contents were sufficient.

Typically, a bribe of about a thousand euros is enough for this kind of smuggling, but this guy was a bit odd—

He had to check first; if it was still 1000 euros, he could dream on.

As an experienced customs officer, he could tell if a transporter was breaking the rules with just a touch—his fingers were cybernetically enhanced.

A full 5000 euros, not bad at all.

The customs officer instantly relaxed a bit and asked, "Which family are you running for?"

"This run, I'm doing it for myself." Lille's heart sank. This guy was probably already thinking of selling the information and robbing him.

He could have claimed he was with the Buckley Family, but it wouldn't make much difference; the customs officer would still have to confirm with a middleman, and there was no way to fake it.

Once he knew Lille didn't have the Wanderer family backing him, the crooked ideas started to arise.

"Reckless, even a bit foolish—every time I see types like you, I feel grateful I'm not on the other side of this table."

"So—Are we done here?"

"Of course, you can go."

As Lille left the interrogation room and went to retrieve his guns, the police officer in charge of the weapons said, "Welcome to Night City."

After he had left, he could still hear someone behind him talk:

"There's always some fool who thinks Night City is some kind of Heaven..."

"Is he stupid? I'm not so sure, what family can carry around four smart shotguns, they look like Kantao's model..."

After getting into the car, V immediately asked, "How did it go, anything wrong?"

"Let's go—" Lille tossed the guns to Jack in the back seat, "Stick to the plan, stay sharp—Jack, put down the gun for a sec."

"Alright."

V pulled out the Final Night from his pocket and chambered a round—this move made Jack, who was holding a smart shotgun, anxious.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, guys, sis, what are we doing here?"

The barricade slowly retracted into the ground, and Lille pointed at the title above the customs gates—

Welcome to Night City!

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"Looks like someone is throwing us a welcome party, Jack, you didn't pay much to the middleman, but the good news is, we're pros—"

"What? mierda (damn), you guys..."

"Get ready, we've got company!"

Just out of the customs checkpoint, they could see Night City's towering holographic billboards and high-rise buildings engulfed in the night sky.

From here on, it was Night City territory—on the left side of the road, you could see Biotechnology farms and apartments, all planted with wheat capable of producing Ethanol 2!

A stretch of land producing liquid gold, this was their battlefield!

Lille clearly saw several Emperor Ragnar armored vehicles from Military Technology approaching them—

Ready to greet them with Night City's unique rules: everyone robs me, I rob everyone!

Jack was about to lose it!

"Me cago (shit)! I didn't come here for a fight, is this how you guys do smuggling!

This is professional? You're not professionals in smuggling, you're experts at taking on corporations!"

"You're right!" laughed V, "We are indeed experts at taking on corporations, pal, the moment I saw you I knew you wanted to be a big shot!

But what makes a big shot? Is it becoming a legend by getting smashed to death by an Adam Hammer, buried with a stamp, and having some kids order a drink named after you at the bar?

If you don't dare to handle this bit of work, you might as well go back and find a factory job!"

Hearing these familiar words, Lille also laughed, "Looks like someone's gotten to the heart of it, but have you paid any royalties—"

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Drip-drip—drip—

A few "Emperor Ragnar" armed vehicles featuring military technology skidded to a halt in front of the car:

"Please stop the vehicle. You are transporting company property and are suspected of smuggling—"

Lille slammed on the gas, turned the car around, and charged straight at the biotech farm's greenhouse!

"Fuck you!" V started shooting directly!

The bullets forced the Military Science agents to scramble for cover, as Lille wasn't worried at all that the people in those four cars posed any threat to them!

"Look at them, they've only got four cars, that's just over ten agents!" V shouted as he ducked back in after emptying a magazine to reload, "Finish this job and Big Sis will cut you in on some extra cash!"

"Just? Goddamn it! I've hired two maniacs to help me smuggle!" Jack pulled out two pistols from his pockets and, roaring with rage, thrust himself out of the window, "Bring it on!"

Bang!

The pistol Jack used was from the Tsunami Defense System Company, the Nue—a large size, large caliber handgun without cutting-edge technology, inexpensive but highly reliable—a strong man's favorite pistol!

Intense firing and large caliber bullets in burst mode shattered the windshield of the leading Emperor Ragnar. Seizing the opportunity, V put a whole clip into the driver's head!

The car lost control and crashed straight into a telephone pole!

"Holy shit! What a shot!" Jack was shocked, "What kind of prosthetics did you install?"

"This is called talent!"

After emptying their magazines, the two huddled back inside the car to reload as Lille took a reverse handbrake turn, using the greenhouse to obscure their view.

His hands on the steering wheel were trembling slightly, and his heart was racing—yes, he had been through many life-or-death situations since coming back to life, but this was his first time street racing!

"Wuhu! Thrilling!"

Lille's sudden shout startled both of them, but the Military Science agents quickly caught up again!

"Keep it up, keep it up!" V signaled Jack to keep firing—

But suddenly, something unexpected happened!

Orange-yellow bullets poured down from the sky like rain, spraying the rear of the car and conveniently cutting off the Military Science people from them!

"What's going on!" Lille sensed trouble was brewing—

V yelled, "Damn it! It's Huangshan's drones! They... they're coming for us!"

The drones used a barrage to repel the Military Science and then aimed their guns at Lille and his companions!

"Huangshan?"

Lille was momentarily stunned as his mind raced—but the battlefield wouldn't give him much time to think!

Boom!

As the car drove around the bend, Lille caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye of an armored vehicle slamming into them from the side!

Screech—

The car spun several times on the road, and Lille thought it was all over, but V kept her cool!

Krensky performed at her peak in that instant; she clung tightly to the edge of the car door and grabbed the handle of the Smart Shotgun mounted on the roof!

"Lille! Aim!"

The car spun a few times and stopped in place, and as Lille looked up, he saw a Huangshan Agent just opening the door, getting ready to get out and lay down fire—

"Fire!"

Bang!

The "Eight-star Gun" shotgun blasts blossomed in the night sky like fireworks, then went straight through the driver's seat of the Emperor Ragnar, turning the driver into a sieve!

The bullets went through the cabin and even hit the Huangshan Agent who was about to get out of the car!

And it didn't stop there; the bullets exploded in a small-scale blast on impact, instantly blowing up the agent into a bloody mess!

Boom!

A terrifyingly lethal weapon! It was virtually a mini version of a swarm missile!

"Awesome, V!" Jack had just recovered from the shock of the collision, holding back the urge to throw up and firing at the drones above!

A few bursting shots knocked the drones off course, Lille stomped on the gas!

Boom!

The engine of the Galena Rattlesnake roared to life, and the car's quick acceleration pushed the three of them toward Evil Land!

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The Military Science agents, intercepted by drones, had grim expressions—they didn't know why Huangshan would intervene like this!

But moments ago, they were out for personal gain; now, it was official business!

"Requesting fire support from the Mo Xi, Huangshan seems to value this cargo highly! We need to find out what's on top!"