The Creators: From Night City

The armor consists of a set of kinetic modules composed of high-energy battery packs. These energy storage technologies from "Dead Space" are enough to keep these armors operating at full power for nearly ten hours, and low-intensity warfare can last for about a week.

Jiang Bing designed the kinetic energy module into a backpack style to facilitate quick replacement. Of course, this is also the part of the entire set of armor that consumes the most energy for Jiang Bing.

The following are the detailed parameters of the entire armor

Head neural resonance helmet.

The mirror-polished visor is embedded with a "mantis compound eye" multispectral observation array, which consists of 8 independently rotating prism lenses.

Considering that the user has no brain-computer, the various neural synchronization control technologies developed based on brain-computer in the cyber world cannot be directly applied to this armor. Jiang Bing once wanted to adopt a force feedback operation mode with a slower feedback speed, but considering that a millisecond of reaction difference on the battlefield may mean the difference between life and death, Jiang Bing plans to develop a completely self-enclosed neural conversion and transmission prosthesis as the next necessary prosthetic implant process after the soldier completes the mutation transformation.

Fortunately, relying on the knowledge of brain-computer open source and the references provided by various frontal cortical prostheses on the market, such as self-ICE, external disk, memory enhancement, Camillo RAM manager, RAM upgrade, limbic system enhancement, visual cortex support and electromechanical core, this first-generation neural signal adapter named "Key of the Black King" by Jiang Bing was easily researched and successfully developed.

Its function is very simple. It is placed in the frontal cortex of the brain, can collect neural signals, and seamlessly connect with the armored RIG operating system that has been reprogrammed with underlying logic, achieving the state of "man and armor as one".

The back of the neck is integrated with the RIG system's spinal detection display function, which was previously deliberately deleted by Jiang Bing. It can be connected to the life information detection interface reserved by Jiang Bing, and cooperate with the RIG's own health detection system to display the user's physical health status through an external LED light column, making it easier to carry out rescue on the battlefield.

Of course, considering that the actual usage is different from the mining operations in "Dead Space", this function has been reduced to a small variable lamp post, and a specific spectrum is circled, which can only be seen by eyepieces equipped with the corresponding display band.

Most importantly, this feature can be turned off manually.

The ear armor also integrates the RIG communication system, but Jiang Bing chose to cancel the matching external projection equipment and use eyepiece projection communication instead.

The breathing filter uses a vortex-shaped metal grid, and the built-in filtering equipment is sufficient to support the user's short-term survival in most harsh environments such as toxic gases, smoke, and dust under extreme conditions.

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The core of the torso.

The chest armor is molded and cast from cold titanium, and the surface is covered with "dragon scale" adaptive ceramic armor plates (each palm-sized hexagonal ceramic plate has a built-in micro hydraulic rod, and each plate can be flexibly disassembled to facilitate repair and replenishment of damaged armor plates). In order to achieve modern warfare level of defense, the thickness of the ceramic armor and its own armor reaches nearly 3 cm.

The exposed reinforced frame at the spine is used to carry a high-energy battery pack backpack that provides power. At the same time, multiple weapon hanging points are provided on the back for hanging main and secondary weapons.

The waist and abdomen armor adopts a magnetic quick-release design, which can be mounted with standard-sized military ammunition pouches or grenades.

Limb design.

The shoulder armor has a built-in gyro stabilizer, and each joint of the arm is equipped with multiple sets of special amplification rotors. Combined with the carbon nanotube braided muscle bundles + micro-hydraulic multi-nested components commonly used in power prostheses such as gorilla arms, it can effectively amplify the user's power output and stabilize arm shaking. The unique locking structure can greatly reduce the recoil of the weapon.

The elbow and knee joints adopt a covered hydraulic system power system, which greatly improves reliability, stability in various harsh environments, and long-term continuous operation capabilities at the expense of some flexibility.

The palms are fully armored, and Jiang Bing has reserved modular weapon interfaces and space for the arm armor. Missile launchers, kinetic modules, stasis modules, and even special folding mantis knives can be quickly and modularly equipped.

The feet are equipped with magnetic climbing modules, and Jiang Bing uses the surround pulse micro-pulse thrusters of the space suit in "Dead Space" at the ankles to facilitate the movement of the armor in the weightless environment of space.

Because it was originally designed as a main battle equipment, the height of the entire set of armor reaches 2.5 meters and the weight reaches an astonishing 1.48 tons. Except for Jiang Bing, others must rely on the armor's own power system to control the armor to move.

As for the supporting weapons, Jiang Bing directly optimized the electromagnetic gun on the bus and reproduced it in proportion, equipped with a larger and more powerful liquid hydrazine flamethrower, [Annihilation], and a howitzer specially provided for armor.

This is just the individual armor that Jiang Bing envisioned, and he still has a lot of ideas about the corresponding main battle vehicles waiting to be realized.

But they said it was for equipping soldiers, but when they actually compiled the cost, it was far beyond the budget.

However, this is only based on small-scale production in the cyberpunk world. If we really set up factories and production lines and carry out large-scale group production, the cost can be reduced to an acceptable level.

But Gloria didn't know that. She looked at the summarized costs, spread her hands, and wished she could spiral into the sky.

After comforting Hong Wen's chief supervisor, Jiang Bing took advantage of the good feeling and prepared to make a set of real basic weapons for grassroots soldiers.

He vowed never to pile up materials again.

Gloria continued to work hard at her paperwork.

In addition to contacting Regina Jones through a circle of intermediaries, she also contacted several media outlets in Night City to maximize the impact of public opinion on the Whole Foods factory.

The smuggling business of high-end organic food has spread to all parts of North America through Adecado's channels, from the New Washington Republic in the north to all parts of the New America in the east and to the Republic of Texas in the south. Even the upper class in Atlanta are full of praise for the high-end luxury goods from [Anti-Entropy].

As the number of shipments increases, various miscellaneous tasks such as transferring goods, allocating goods, adjusting prices, dealing with personal relationships, settling accounts, etc. come one after another, not to mention having to guard against the temptation and covetousness of all kinds of evildoers.

Although Adecardo managed to withstand most of the pressure, there were still spies outside Base No. 6 every day.

Not to mention the corporate spies who infiltrate the lower-level workers.

If it weren't for the fact that the head of the human resources department, old Logan, had inexplicably become extremely sensitive after undergoing a mutation, and his eyes had become comparable to a lie detector and a searchlight, and if he hadn't teamed up with Villetta from the medical department to organize regular Axifa seal lie detection tests, packaged them as regular psychological safety care benefits for employees, and caught all the corporate spies, Gloria's workload would probably have doubled.

The exchange of supplies from various homeless departments, the approval of various strange experimental budgets from Duke Lawson's agricultural department, the transportation of raw materials to the "Good Come Again" food factory, and even the social interactions from the middleman circle, there is so much work that even if she upgrades her professional government processing prosthesis and builds a mature administrative team, she will still be too busy to keep her feet on the ground.

Even so, she still has to face the tasks assigned by unscrupulous bosses at all times. For example, this time, she didn't know what Jiang Bing was crazy about, and she needed to arrange for the purchasing department to expedite the purchase of several sets of the best Mewtwo recording equipment on the market.

Sometimes, Gloria felt that [Anti-Entropy] didn't belong to Sable Lyric, but rather to her, Gloria.

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Plane No. HXXD-G09251 (Red Dead Redemption)

Point Clemmons is a peninsula west of Scarlett Meadows in Lemoyne.

The terrain here is flat, the scenery is beautiful, and the concealment is extremely high.

At the same time, because it is located on the east bank of Luotie Lake, it can be called a paradise for anglers.

The Van der Linde gang also set up camp here.

Because the gang led by Micah had caused too much trouble near New Hanover in recent days, and the Cumberland Woods area not far northeast of Horseshoe Lookout was suspected to have encountered a "sun-falling disaster", the huge momentum attracted nearly half of the bounty hunters and Pinkerton detectives in these provinces. The extremely wise Van ter Linde gang leader Dutch made an early decision to move his family to Cape Clemens, far away from the troubled area.

Simon Pearson, the gang's chief chef, was wearing a dirty apron and preparing lunch for the entire camp.

The sun was shining brightly, the breeze was gentle, and Pearson couldn't help humming a little tune he had learned during his time in the Navy.

Marybeth Gaskell happened to be walking past him.

"Pearson, could you please be quiet? Your singing is as bad as your cooking."

"Marybeth, watch your sweet talk. I won't be manipulated by you like those fools you've fooled me into."

The sound of their quarrel woke up Arthur, who had just returned to the camp late last night. He shook his still dizzy head, coughed a few times, and chose to sit up from his relatively comfortable little bed.

As the main fighting force in the camp and the third in command of the gang, his treatment is naturally among the best in the camp.

Susan Grimshaw, the camp's logistics manager, arranged Arthur's bed in the most comfortable corner of the camp. The bed was soft and comfortable. She also thoughtfully put up a tarpaulin for him to protect him from wind and rain.

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These privileges should also belong to Arthur.

During this period, the current environment did not emphasize gender equality, and the rural female boxing of later generations had no place to survive in the West where the law of the jungle prevailed.

As the backbone of the gang, you must sleep well and dress warmly to ensure your combat effectiveness and gain the upper hand in the fight to protect the gang.

But when it comes to food, Susan Grimshaw can't guarantee anything for Arthur. Pearson will use his self-proclaimed extraordinary cooking skills to equally ravage the taste buds and stomachs of every member.

Arthur poured himself a cup of hot coffee by the campfire and was strolling around the camp to mentally prepare himself for eating Pearson's honey stew. When he heard a faint, yet very chaotic and heavy sound of footsteps from not far away.

Arthur did not hear the shouts of Bill Williamson, who was on guard, but the chaotic footsteps clearly indicated that there were many people coming.

This contrasting scene made him alert instantly, and his hand was already on the Prelude modified revolver that he regarded as a treasure.

"Who is there?!"

Arthur deliberately called out loudly, putting everyone in the camp on alert instantly.

"Bill!"

Arthur then called the guard's name, but there was no response either.

The entire camp fell silent in an instant. Dutch had cautiously poked his head out of his tent, while Hosea stood up calmly and began to guard Arthur's flank.

"Javier, are you guys there!?"

Arthur already had his gun in hand, pointing at the dense grass on one side of the camp.

"It's not very polite to take a gun given to you and point it at the original owner, Arthur."

The bushes were parted, and amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Jiang Bing, dressed in a burgundy suit, squeezed out of the bushes and stepped into the camp that the Van terlinde Gang had just built a few days ago.

"Mr. Sable?"

Arthur was very surprised by Jiang Bing's sudden appearance.

Then, as the grass rustled, dozens of soldiers wearing camouflage bulletproof masks and camouflage combat uniforms filed out from behind Jiang Bing and surrounded the entire camp.

The muzzles of dozens of guns instantly made the atmosphere in the entire camp tense.

But the people in the Van terlinde gang were obviously extremely guilty.

In the entire camp, apart from the three giants Dutch, Hosea and Arthur, only the young Irishman Sean McGuire can be considered a mature fighting force. The rest are either wandering outside or are old, weak and sick.

On the other hand, on Jiang Bing's side, not to mention that the leader Jiang Bing was a super sharpshooter in the eyes of the three giants, just the thirty or forty soldiers who obeyed orders, advanced and retreated in moderation, each holding a long weapon, armed to the hips, and even their faces were not exposed. It was obvious at a glance that they were not easy to mess with. This was enough to make everyone's heart rise to their throat.

Especially when Javier and Bill, with bitter faces, were escorted out of the bushes with guns pointed at their heads, the tense atmosphere reached its peak.

Abigail was already holding her little son Jack in her arms, and Susan Grimshaw was holding her double-barreled shotgun tightly, looking like she was ready to fight to the death at any time.

The atmosphere at this point has even begun to feel a bit tragic.

Jiang Bing waved his hand to signal his men to release the captured Javier and Bill.

"They weren't very familiar with me, and they wanted to pull out their guns the moment we met. I had no choice but to let them off the hook for now."

Although he didn't know what Jiang Bing was up to, Hosea had already started to smooth things over cleverly.

"Mr. Sabul's visit was sudden, and the two of them reacted a little too strongly. I hope you don't mind."

Jiang Bing waved his hand, signaling his men to put down their guns.

"Okay, spread out a bit, don't accidentally fire the gun."

Twenty or thirty people obediently dispersed to the outskirts of the camp, leaving only Feiying carrying the box, following Jiang Bing closely.

This action left the old, weak and sick people in the camp confused, but the other side was not prepared for war and naturally would not take the initiative to provoke disputes.

Hosea, in particular, had enthusiastically rushed up to Jiang Bing and invited him to sit at the only table in the camp.

Compared with the most shrewd fox, Hosea was only a few whiskers away from his mouth. His mind was racing, and in just a few seconds he had already gone over the matter several times in his mind.

"Mr. Sabul came here specifically to see us, but next time you can send someone to inform us in advance. I can't stand such a shock at my age."

Jiang Bing sat on a wooden chair in horse stance, facing the gazes of the women, the elderly and children in the camp with a normal expression.

“For sure next time”

"Mr. Sabul, I missed you so much since we last met. It seems your business is booming recently." Dutch was still in a slick tone. While complimenting and greeting Jiang Bing, he did not forget to inquire about his recent situation.

Jiang Bing looked around the simple camp, his eyes sweeping over the shabby tents, the greasy dining table, the numerous open-air beds, the cans and wooden barrels scattered around, and the chicken coops piled in the corner.

"A little better than you."

"I can see that you don't have a good life." Jiang Bing said bluntly.

"It's been a little tough lately, but we'll be fine soon." Dutch insisted.

"Didn't you guys rob $15 in Blackwater Town? How come, is it really like what the newspaper said, that you hid it in Blackwater Town and didn't have time to take it away?"

Jiang Bing's words made the others feel a little uncomfortable.

Dachi narrowed his eyes, his gaze was stern, and his hands involuntarily wanted to touch his waist, but looking at Jiang Bing who was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, his throat moved a few times and he gave up the idea.

"Mr. Sabur, are you here for this money?"

Hosea on the side chimed in: "Since Sabir is so generous, he should not be short of this money."

"What's more, this money was simply fabricated by Pinkerton to increase the intensity of their pursuit of us. It's completely fictitious."

Hosea spread his arms and guided Jiang Bing to look around the entire dilapidated camp again.

"Otherwise, as you said, we wouldn't be in such a miserable state."

To strengthen his persuasiveness, Hosea placed his hands on the table, staring at Jiang Bing, and emphasized each word: "After all, this is $15."

"Whether it's true or not, you know it yourselves. I'm just curious, but I don't care."

Boss Jiang can now say that he doesn't care about money, and he can also claim that he has no idea how much money he has.

After all, he really doesn't know how much money the Federal Reserve has.

Jiang Bing knocked the edge of the table with his cane from bottom to top, and Feiying, who was silent behind him, slammed the box in his hand on the table.

"open to take a look."

Dutch stroked his beard and exchanged glances with his left and right arms, his eyes somewhat subtle.

This scene seemed familiar; it had happened before in the Gray family's home.