Chapter 498 - 469: Physics Magic

At the intersection of Evil Land and the Saint Domingo racetrack, there was a not-so-tall mound of earth, with a road passing through it.

As the mid-race contestants raced across the road, several broken-down trucks quickly lined up, blocking the road together.

These vehicles were all about to be scrapped heavy trucks, difficult to get moving, but not light in weight.

However, after witnessing the powerful acceleration and combat capabilities of the legendary Mackinaw, the blockers began to doubt the barricades they had set up:

Could these vehicles really stop that steel beast?

If they had asked Lille, Lille would have affirmed that they could not stop it.

The person who arranged all this had thought of that too.

Clank—

The bottoms of the vehicles were linked with iron chains, making the barricade more stable, as about ten mercenaries quickly retreated to the rocks behind them.

"I always thought nothing could crash into these big trucks, but now I’m doubting that."

"Doubt my ass, the ground is full of mines. We just open fire when they stop; how easy is that for you to still worry?"

The mercenaries were dressed in full bulletproof vests, with a unified tactical gear.

Machine guns, sniper rifles, rocket launchers, they had them all, only needing to stop the vehicles with explosives to freely unleash their firepower.

Of course, to open up that exaggeratedly armored vehicle, they also had specialized equipment—

Right behind them, a huge electromagnetic gun was deployed, weighing 35 kilograms.

From the looks of it, this was Rheinmetall’s EMG-85, using superconductor technology, firing a 15-gram polysterene film-wrapped polycarbonate projectile at a speed of 2400 meters per second.

This thing was awesome, and it could be said that no land armor could withstand it, ACPA, heavy armored vehicles....

Its power was immense, and without a high-grade Linear Frame or Power Armor, the recoil of this thing could shatter the bones of most people.

One magazine carried five bullets, equipped with five power rings, each power ring costing 1200 euros just to charge.

A common heavy weapon on the European battlefield, it was also a well-known superweapon to these mercenaries...

And obviously, this electromagnetic gun had been modified by that mysterious technical expert, just like all the weapons they held: a slight modification could turn decay into magic.

The mercenaries crouched by the rocks, using the cameras hidden among the rocks to closely monitor the approaching legendary Mackinaw—

They saw as the vehicle circumvented the fuel station on the way.

"Taking a detour... very cautious," the commanding captain murmured, "Unless you can detour to the junk mountain twenty miles away, don’t even think about bypassing the minefield..."

Although close to Night City, the sandstorm had diminished significantly, but after all, it was night, and visibility was still no more than a thousand meters.

Thanks to special observation equipment, they could capture some images around 4000 meters away, but they were quite blurry.

If tonight had been clear, they could have opened fire long ago, only this storm evenly limited everyone.

"Here they come!"

The legendary Mackinaw appeared in the storm, becoming clearer and clearer.

The captain gripped the weapon in his hands, which was a rather ordinary A80 heavy assault rifle, which only required an enhanced arm to hold steady, and after modifications, could easily pierce the metal of ordinary vehicles.

A gun that had accompanied him for many years, just like the hulky man now standing by the electromagnetic gun, ready to fire.

He turned his head and just then saw the hulky man wave at him—

"Hey!" the hulky man laughed, "Deo! We are superheroes now!"

As he spoke, he even lifted his clothes, revealing the synthetic fibers under the prosthetics—

Full Body Prosthetics.

The captain smiled, "Look at you, swinging it large."

"Of course, swinging it big, I can now lift a car!"

"You don’t seem as cocky as before, get ready! They are coming!"

"Okay—" the burly man lowered his arm, lifting the cover off the electromagnetic gun.

This powerful weapon would generate extremely strong recoil when fired, although there was a tripod to offset it, controlling it was still a skilled task.

To control it, the burly man had undergone a Full Body Prosthetics Transformation, replacing all parts except for his brain.

And today, right here, in Night City, he would, according to the commission, destroy that... legend.

"Damn." The burly man grinned and picked up the electromagnetic gun, "Night City, really a great place, so much better than that shitty place in Europe."

Here, he got a full set of Full Body Prosthetics; here, he had the opportunity to use this kind of super military armament; here...

He received a chance to make a name for himself worldwide.

The Full Body Prosthetics known as "Samson" activated, producing a delightful operational sound, and the burly man placed the electromagnetic gun’s stock against his shoulder.

"Deo!" the burly man suddenly shouted again, "We are going to be famous worldwide!"

"Here comes the enemy!" Deo yelled, "Wait... that’s not Mackinaw! It’s a motorcycle!"

At a kilometer’s distance, the target appeared, clearly visible, it was a motorcycle!

The Blast Ride sped at 350 yards, thanks to the explosion propulsion system, it was essentially flying close to the ground, and the speed was still increasing!

meters could be covered in just ten seconds!

Mine... it was a damn proximity mine!

In the 10 milliseconds of reaction time, the vehicle had already traveled nearly a meter, with each explosion occurring right behind V, and the shockwaves being utilized by the aerodynamic equipment, becoming faster and faster...

Faster and faster!

The scene suddenly became extremely shocking, as the two flying motorcycles dragged their afterimages across the minefield, the mines exploding always a bit too late...

Was this the set of some superhero movie?

"Fire! Shoot the damn thing!"

With such terrifying speed, even V was having trouble holding onto the motorcycle, and if not for Da Mai’s AI program assisting, she might have lost grip!

The speed of the motorcycle made it difficult for these battle-hardened mercenaries to keep up, even those equipped with Si Anweisitan were immensely frustrated:

Even if they could double their reaction speed, that speed of over three hundred yards felt like about one hundred and fifty-sixty yards!

Aiming speed couldn’t keep up with V’s speed!

The motorcycle, accelerated by the explosions, was completely flying close to the ground in the last stretch, the motorcycle swiftly came across, at a perfectly just-right angle, nearly parallel to the ground, sliding up the mound!

An unlucky bastard happened to be right in the path of the motorcycle, panically dropped his weapon, and ran!

V had no space to care for this unlucky fellow, her shoulder burdened with a plain-looking rocket launcher, RPG7, a classic piece of equipment.

The rocket launcher was key to braking.

From the moment she appeared, V was fixated on the defensive line, the rocket launcher initially just a tool to assist braking, but suddenly, she saw the huge figure hiding behind the vehicle barricade and the electromagnetic gun in his hands.

She didn’t know what weapon it was, but it looked big and fierce.

So the muzzle underwent a slight deviation, a deviation that would usually cause a slight error in Lille’s calculations, considering such speed, this slight error could cost V her life.

But this time was different...

The Blast Ride was equipped with a sub-entity AI of Da Mai, which could adjust on the fly.

The processor emitted black smoke, and V also pulled the trigger.

Boom!

...

All of this appeared incredibly tense to Lille and Jack, who were trailing V:

With a blitz speed exceeding 400 kilometers per hour, if the braking failed, V was very likely not to land on the flyover but to fly out of it, smashed to a bloody pulp!

Lille trusted his calculations as well as V’s skills and strength, but at that instant, he still gripped the steering wheel tightly.

When V’s rocket launcher underwent a slight deviation, he also activated Si Anweisitan, computing power all transferred through neural bridging to Da Mai—

The rocket launcher fired, shooting straight at the giant who was still desperately turning the electromagnetic gun, but who couldn’t catch up to V at all.

After firing the rocket launcher, the motorcycle, at an extremely extreme angle, nearly parallel to the ground, made contact with the mound, wildly sliding!

The body of the motorcycle turned from horizontal to vertical under inertia, the recoil of the rocket launcher combined with the vector adjustment effect of the explosion propeller causing the motorcycle to start spinning under numerous forces...

But these were still not enough.

The motorcycle "brushed past" the unlucky bastard standing in the way, the immense force instantly tearing apart the body of the unlucky bastard, the forward momentum of the motorcycle largely converting to angular momentum in such multifaceted actions and, at the instant of shooting out at the highest point of the mound, it began spinning rapidly in the air!

From here on, the motorcycle’s movements were completely beyond human control, even for V!

From here on, a precise physics calculation would determine if V could land successfully—

On the ground, the mercenaries watched with horrified eyes, observing the daredevil motorcycle rider who, in their view, was on a suicide attack.

Then just as the motorcycle shot out from the highest point of the mound, an incomprehensible event occurred to their meager knowledge storage.

The motorcycle spun rapidly, the speed suddenly dropped, shooting out at about 150 kilometers per hour—

A cliff-like drop in speed, from over 400 kilometers per hour to 150 kilometers per hour.

This kind of deceleration is counterintuitive for experienced drivers.

But it was reality.

The vehicle rolled, spun, tracing a strange arc in the air, ultimately landing first on two wheels, skidding long marks on the ground...

Bang!

It then smashed into the roadside railing and came to a complete stop.

Jack was about to shout when he realized Lille had already exclaimed, louder and faster—

"Awesome, V!"