Chapter 1565 - 511: Major Weapon Update (Part 2)

Chapter 1565: Chapter 511: Major Weapon Update (Part 2)

Here’s a joke: the Stone Sword supercar, hailed as a "performance monster," has a V16 gasoline engine with a total output of 1,660 horsepower and does 0–100 km/h in 3 seconds.

After looking at the specs of local vehicles in the cyber world, Lin Miao almost laughed his ass off; these numbers could still be called top tier for a gas car in 2025, but by 2077 they’re really kinda embarrassing.

Mainly, hovercars have replaced ground cars, so manufacturers just don’t bother dumping too much money into ground-based sports cars anymore.

But this kind of spec on an EV is just not even worth mentioning; even BYD from the same era can mod a 3,000-horsepower U9X hypercar, with top speed blasting straight up to 472 km/h.

And this damn thing can even be mass-produced.

Once the final hurdle in battery tech got cracked, superconducting-material batteries could be charged to full in seconds, and gas cars in front of EVs like this are just there to get their faces stomped in.

Not to mention the tech level has already hit 2077—EV advantages are sky-high.

So the moment Horizon Corporation’s new energy vehicles hit the market, they went head-on and smashed Rayfield, Mizutani and a bunch of other traditional automakers, with orders instantly booked out for years.

And that’s not even counting trucks, SUVs, bikes and the rest; in the face of the ultra-low electricity prices of the cyber era, every kind of gas car has to step aside, especially with the fusion reactor that’s gradually coming online practically slapping "electricity price: zero" across everyone’s faces, which just shoves ground-based gas cars straight onto the guillotine.

From cost-performance to raw performance, it’s a full-spectrum curb-stomp.

But none of this is what Wildman cares about; in players’ hands, cars are just disposable consumables—electric or gas makes no difference.

Only after they passed through the civilian production line into the military zone did the atmosphere suddenly turn grim; fully metal gates, backed by heavily armed patrol bots on guard, combined with omnipresent surveillance forming a full sky-eye system.

It’s not like nobody ever tried to sneak in or bribe their way through, but they all ended up dead.

Especially once the two of them stepped into the interior of the arms factory, they were hit in the face with the smell of iron and fire; through the transparent outer wall, they could see chassis after chassis taking shape on the assembly line—same model, same specs...

Just looking at those sturdy, beefy vehicle chassis was enough to imagine what kind of war machines they’d become.

"I remember Night City bans heavy weapons inside the city, right? Producing stuff like this here isn’t gonna get us in trouble?"

Wildman was a bit worried; after all, this kind of setting issue is hard to explain away unless the devs decide to retcon their own lore.

Once they entered the military zone, the AI following them switched from Eva to a military-style AI named "Zod."

"There won’t be any problem."

He walked ahead with his hands behind his back and said,

"We are not manufacturing heavy weapons in Night City. We are only producing hull armor, chassis, tracks, road wheels, engines, acceleration mag-rails, and propulsion units here. Every single part fully complies with Night City’s production regulations."

There’s naturally a big legal grey area in this loophole; Lin Miao’s team of lawyers had everything smoothed out long ago, and even if someone wanted to nitpick, there’s nothing they could really say.

"As long as we don’t assemble these parts together, it’s completely legal."

"Nice."

Wildman was already too tired to roast them anymore.

"Just give us the full specs rundown."

Zod wasn’t a chatty AI; his vibe was very much like a real soldier. Clean and efficient, he directly assembled all the parts in their pupils’ AR view, and a tracked tank appeared in front of their eyes.

"Pioneer Tank."

Zod called out its name.

"Total weight 44 tons, fully electric-drive propulsion, 400 km range. Based on your combat experience in Cuba, the engineers abandoned armor-vs-shell confrontation, scrapped heavy armor, and instead equipped eight active interception missiles and a limited amount of reactive armor for defense, further boosting battlefield mobility and reconnaissance capability."

Originally, the engineers had wanted to add Meissner armor and an anti-gravity module, but to squeeze performance to the absolute limit, they cut both.

"15-megajoule electromagnetic main gun, 360° environmental imaging, a complete situational awareness suite paired with an AESA radar; within a 15 km radius, not a single drone can slip past its eyes. It’s got unmanned air-defense machine guns and rocket pods, a drone-swarm remote-control radar, and an auxiliary combat system that can theoretically control three unmanned vehicles for coordinated operations at the same time... plus a few extra little tricks."

"I honestly want to know how those engineers managed to cram this much stuff into a single tank. This thing is more complex than anything I ever saw in Military Technology."

Even though Zod’s expression was cold, you could still see a hint of excitement in his projected eyes.

All this kit had to first be designed by engineers, then prototyped in Cyberspace, put into all kinds of extreme environments for Zod to run simulated combat; only after passing every test would it be allowed into production.

So you could say he’s currently the person who understands these weapons the best.

"There’s also the latest MT-5 powered exoskeleton, split into three types: main battle, intelligent, and recon..."

"The new-model Predator drones..."

"And the Banshee fighter currently in simulated wind tunnel testing..."

All sorts of new vehicles had Wildman grinning from ear to ear. He’d been using Military Science gear all this time—had to ask other people even for maintenance, and there were things he didn’t even dare update the firmware on, because once you flashed it, they wouldn’t service it anymore. If a part broke, that basically meant it was scrap. It was as suffocating as it gets. Nothing feels as good as using weapons that are actually your own.

Wildman couldn’t wait and pressed on,

"What about infantry? Any new weapons for the grunts?"

He wasn’t talking about stuff like electromagnetic rifles, which were already starting to go mainstream, but infantry-usable weapons of mass destruction—preferably the kind that can open up canned armor.