The Creators: From Night City

"Do you know that we are just a garrison here of the great United States of America? As long as the news of our murder reaches Washington, there will be trains full of soldiers and teams of brave cavalrymen riding on fine horses waiting for you. We will never surrender. No matter how many people you have, we will chase you to the ends of the earth and hang you on the scaffold."

Hearing the other party's cowardly and harsh words, Jiang Bing almost laughed out loud.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm just waiting here for the arrival of the brave American soldiers you mentioned."

"You can't even escape from the encirclement of our brave soldiers."

"If you dare to push the door open, I bet there will be countless soldiers pointing guns at you. They will crush you with artillery and machine guns. You have no idea what you will face. You will experience the wrath of God."

"God's wrath, how many divisions can God have?"

Jiang Bing kicked the dead Lieutenant James O'Hara on the ground. "What a pity! I was hoping to keep you alive for a while longer, but I heard something I shouldn't have heard, and you encountered something you shouldn't have encountered. The Wapiti Indian Tribe can't afford to be investigated now."

"So, I can only ask you to die without knowing the reason."

A black light flashed, and Jiang Bing decisively killed the opponent with a sword. It was still the old rule established in Night City that the opponent's head and body must be separated.

Jiang Bing slipped out of the heavily guarded fortress like a ghost, and soon returned to the high ground where he had previously overlooked Fort Wallace.

Looking at the military fortress in the distance, Jiang Bing sighed.

For the sake of the great cause of anti-entropy and for the sake of the nearly one thousand people at the foot of the mountain, these American soldiers will have to suffer temporarily.

Anyway, they deceived Chinese workers in the same way back then.

A large drone floating in the sky overlooked the entire fortress and transmitted the image back to the data tablet in Jiang Bing's hand.

Jiang Bing tapped the data pad, selecting the entire Wallace Fort. With a flick of his finger, the missile silos in the camp slowly turned, guided by a vast amount of data, and zeroed in on the fort's location.

Liquid hydrazine itself is an excellent fuel for rocket propulsion. Solving the energy problem, the propulsion and guidance system are not complicated issues for Jiang Bing at all. In addition, the range does not need to be very far, and there is long-range guidance of drones. It is easy for Jiang Bing to make some big bombs that purely emphasize power.

What he is best at is extreme stacking of materials.

Ordinary missiles are basically ineffective against major cyberpunk companies that have various mature air defense systems, but using them to attack brick and stone bunkers in the late 19th century is simply like using rockets to transport food - a waste of resources.

The thrusters were ignited, and these dozen rockets consumed most of Jiang Bing's explosive reserves, but their size and power were still only considered as miniature missiles as they slowly rose into the air.

Of course, this standard was set by Jiang Bing himself.

As the missile clusters soared deeper into the sky, seeking a greater depth for dive acceleration, the sandstone walls of Fort Wallace glowed blood-red in the setting sun, and the sentries on the watchtowers polished their Springfield rifles. No one noticed the cold, metallic light of death condensing in the sky several kilometers above.

"Times have changed, gentlemen."

Following Jiang Bing's words, dozens of metal Grim Reapers changed direction in the air and began to dive towards the sand castle on the ground.

The missiles quickly broke through the speed of sound and emitted a sharp sonic boom when they exceeded the speed of sound, but these screams of death were left far behind by these metal death gods.

If one had good eyesight, they could see the words "Truth" carved by Jiang Bing himself on the projectile's surface, burning red from the friction with the air. As if sensing a premonition, the defenders of the ammunition depot on the castle's east side suddenly raised their heads toward the sky. However, what they saw in their eyes was no longer the magnificent setting sun in the west, but the circular shock wave created by the explosion of the tungsten alloy armor-piercing warhead as it pierced the air curtain.

"Oh God..." The lieutenant's prayer was stuck in his throat forever.

An impatient missile reached its destination first, and the tungsten alloy armor-piercing warhead effortlessly penetrated into the building under the acceleration of potential energy.

The energy released by 200 kilograms of high explosives in the confined space caused the granite foundation to ripple like butter under a hot knife. The shockwave hurled thirty or forty soldiers on shift change into the air, spraying a large amount of liquid hydrazine into the air.

Then, accompanied by the explosion of the ammunition depot, a huge amount of liquid hydrazine was ignited and a mushroom cloud of flames rose.

The soldiers' brass buttons melted into liquid metal at a temperature of 6,000 degrees Celsius; the twenty fat and strong war horses in the stable nearby were instantly carbonized into distorted statues; and the oil paint on the portrait of George Washington in the ammunition depot garrison gradually began to boil and bubble.

The second missile followed.

Chapter 242 Stars Falling Like Rain

The missile exploded in the castle square, causing misty hydrazine to fill the area 20 meters above the entire square. The liquid hydrazine combustion agent flowed through drainage ditches, corridors, and vents into the basement, soldier hideouts, underground warehouses, and wine cellars.

With the subsequent secondary explosion of high-energy explosives, flowers of death bloomed randomly. The oxygen was drained away, causing the lungs of the remaining soldiers who tried in vain to protect themselves with their guns to be destroyed by atmospheric pressure and collapsed inward.

With the chain explosion, a large number of aged whiskey barrels exploded into blue flames in the sky, and a large number of firemen ran around frantically, making it look like a carnival sideshow.

Stars fall like rain!

The flower of death bloomed again, violent screams sounded again, explosions rang out, and the terrifying flower of fire rose hundreds of meters high.

The bunkers were destroyed, the cannons melted, all combustible materials burst into flames, and the people at the center of the explosion were instantly vaporized, leaving no trace of their bodies.

The bombardment lasted for a short time, but the heaven and earth fell silent, and all things bowed to the power of mankind.

The last missile penetrated the underground dungeon, and the shock wave rushed along the spiral staircase to the only tower, embedding the gold dentures and half of the skull of a major general inside into the wall.

Then the entire tower was reduced to dust.

The hill supporting the fortress sank several meters in the series of explosions. The American flag that once fluttered was reduced to ashes. A piece of the melted cannon wreckage was hanging on a cactus bush about two miles away, hissing and smoking.

After the red mushroom rose up, a sandstorm-like cloud of smoke and dust was thrown several kilometers into the sky.

The Chinese workers and prisoners working in Yanpihe witnessed the entire process of this natural disaster, their bodies stiff and stunned.

Wallaceburg is officially out on the Western stage.

The mastermind behind the scenes strolled into the camp with his hands behind his back, but happened to bump into Luo Yu who was worshipping the empty launch pad.

He was prostrating himself on the ground, kowtowed to the launch pad, and several Indian women followed closely behind him.

They saw most of the truth of the matter.

Jiang Bing quickly signaled Luo Yu to take his men away.

He was afraid that they would continue to worship like this. What if the mechanical spirit came out again?

But although the other person left, judging from the reluctant look in his eyes before leaving, it is estimated that his soul was left behind.

Fortunately, the launch pad was quickly shelved by Jiang Bing, and this cyber-deification movement was successfully terminated ahead of schedule.

Jiang Bing soon fell into a lot of paperwork again.

Although his mastery of the "technique of printing US dollars" meant that he was basically not short of money, he was restricted by many factors such as politics and geography. Many things could not be bought with money. Jiang Bing could only use local materials and choose to be self-sufficient.

In addition, a large number of buildings are waiting for him to plan and guide, a large number of manufacturing processes are waiting for him to determine, simplify, and disassemble, a large number of personnel arrangements and resource mobilizations are waiting for him to implement, and a large number of development plans and event plans are waiting for him to establish and set up.

Jiang Bing finally understood how Gloria felt when she worked overtime to the point of ecstasy.

Jiang Bing was busy until the evening. Relying on his powerful brain, he arranged the recent work and had the opportunity to deal with the beginning and end of the day's war.

The fall of Fort Wallace meant that the noose that the US government had put around the neck of the Wapiti Indian tribe had been untied. It also meant that Jiang Bing's forces were officially exposed to the eyes of the US government.

However, the possibility of a full-scale war or even local military friction between the two forces is extremely small.

At present, it is difficult for the federal government in Washington to send any troops to carry out a large-scale encirclement and suppression.

Currently, the entire U.S. military has about 3 troops, but this is the total number of troops in the country.

In addition to dealing with the threat from Germany in Europe, the overwhelmed federal government also had to face the covetous eyes of Britain. It was impossible for it to mobilize the entire country's military to "suppress the rebellion" in the west.

What's more, the 300-man army stationed at Fort Wallace is already a military force that cannot be ignored in the current era, and the troops stationed at Fort Ikaros in Ambarino are not much stronger than it.

Facing Fort Wallace reduced to ashes, the first thing the U.S. government thought of was probably not an enemy attack, but that the enemy was being punished by God.

After all, the federal government is well aware of the other party's immoral deeds.

Next, it is likely that bounty hunters represented by Pinkerton detectives will focus on investigating and infiltrating this area.

If this camp is really discovered, the federal government will have to find a way to investigate the details of this mysterious force first.

Faced with the established anti-entropy division regime, the federal government is probably more willing to take assassination action to humanely destroy Jiang Bing, the main culprit.

This is also a common problem of oligarchic groups.

But this behavior is basically equivalent to continuously providing labor for Jiang Bing's subsequent large-scale construction plans.

"We need to make more bomb anklets." Warlord Jiang was thinking about these things in his mind, and on the way he turned into the newly renovated Wapiti Indian tribe headquarters to discuss with Luo Yu, the wise old chief, about summoning other Indian tribes.

I believe that after seeing Jiang Bing's deliberate display of muscles, everyone will be able to sit down and reason calmly when faced with his solicitation by waving US dollars.

People. What Jiang Bing lacks now is mainly people.

For Jiang Bing, it is easy to conquer the states of Ambarino, New Hanover, Lemoyne, West Elizabeth and New Austin, but there is no one under his command who can govern such a large area of ​​land.

Compared with the counterattack of the US government, what gave him more headaches was how to gain more population.

Fortunately, he already has new plans.

Industrial development is inseparable from four factors.

Raw materials, energy, technology, and talent.

Fortunately, they are all easy to solve.

Raw materials can be snatched away, as shown by the inhuman behavior of a certain bald eagle. Energy can be snatched away, as shown by the mold that easily grows on certain oils. Technology can be snatched away, as shown by the 1093 invention patents a great inventor holds in his lifetime. Talent can be snatched away, as shown by the whereabouts of most German scientists after World War II.

The predecessors had already laid out a model, so the next steps were a natural progression.

Feiying, Luoyu, Margaret, Zhou Mancang, Chen Gui, and Zhu Changbian gathered together to listen to the Black King's next expansion plan.

To sum up the whole plan, it can be summed up in sixteen words: cheating, robbing, burning, killing, and looting, and appealing to people's emotions and using profit.

Luoyu was responsible for contacting the old friends from other Indian tribes, while Feiying continued to liberate the oppressed Indians everywhere.

Zhou Mancang and Chen Gui were responsible for contacting Chinese workers in this area and even further away, using generous rewards to attract them to gather here.

Zhu Changbian's mission was the most special and difficult. He was sent back to his hometown by Jiang Bing to pave the way for the plan to recruit people from the Qing Dynasty. Four hundred million people were too crowded on more than nine million square kilometers of land. There happened to be large tracts of fertile land here, all of which were abandoned and suitable for farming.

Chapter 243 Night City Rail Transit

Zhu Changbian is about to become the first new human in the world to enjoy prosthetic transformation.

In order to prevent him from dying on the way, from murder, disease, or natural disasters, Jiang Bing specially installed a "hyena poison" circulatory system component for him. This kind of prosthesis is relatively unpopular and is mainly used to prevent viruses and toxins from damaging the human body.

In addition, he was modified with light subcutaneous armor in the main vital parts, and implanted with prosthetic devices such as an 'adrenaline pump', a 'thrombin flow regulator', a 'real-time physical condition monitor', and a 'secondary heart'. These prosthetic devices have one common feature: they are not too conspicuous from the outside.

With the other party's high-intensity training at the shooting range, coupled with money and equipment, the smooth progress of this trip can be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

As for whether Zhu Changbian would betray and escape, not to mention whether he has the courage to do so after witnessing the scene of Wallace Castle that was like a punishment from heaven, the high-tech in his body is countless times more effective than any poison.

The second person to undergo transformation was Jiang Bing's maid Margaret.

Margaret's task was also quite heavy. She was responsible for recruiting cowboys, milkmaids, shoemakers, farmers and other working people at the bottom of the West, and uniting the forces that could be united.

She can be said to be a united front worker.

Moreover, she has a strong desire to become stronger. Since the shooting range was built, she has been one of the regulars there. She spends the whole day there practicing her shooting skills whenever she has free time.

So when faced with the modification list given by Jiang Bing, Margaret checked all the boxes without thinking. If Jiang Bing hadn't stopped her, she would have changed herself into Margaret Light Hammer.

The maid has followed him all the way until now and can be considered a close confidant of the mansion. Jiang Bing was not stingy and implanted a full set of subcutaneous armor in Margaret, along with a full set of life-saving prostheses including a secondary heart, to maximize her survivability.

As for the 21 Wapiti Indian soldiers led by Feiying and the many newly recruited Chinese soldiers, Jiang Bing could only say that there are indeed differences between people. Some people are born to fight, while others are better at other industries.

Jiang Bingze planned to select the best from the best, screen out the most outstanding soldiers, and carry out further transformation to make it easier for them to follow him in the next cross-dimensional campaign.

The rest serve as standing armed forces to counter entropy and maintain stability.

As for why they didn't recruit soldiers from Night City, Jiang Bing could only say that in an age where everyone has a computer, no matter how hard they try to cover up intelligence loopholes, they will leak information everywhere like a sieve.

No company is being targeted now, mainly because Anti-Entropy has not shown obvious malicious intent. If it really comes to the point where the survival foundations of major companies are shaken and they fight for life and death, you will see whether they will rise to the pressure.

These armed forces are the gravediggers of major companies in the future, and recruiting from other dimensions is the most confidential.

The next time Jiang Bing comes, he plans to bring Violetta with him, and let her mutate the selected soldiers first, then perform prosthetic transformation, and finally equip them with the most elite armored weapons.

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The morning in Night City is a bustling one.

The melancholy guests who spent the whole night seeking pleasure and drinking were either supported by their friends, their sex partners, or the scavengers, and each went to a different destination in life.

Where will they rest in peace?

When someone falls asleep, someone else will wake up.

Samuel woke up on his dirty mattress and reached out to turn off the alarm clock above his head. He had moved out of the super skyscraper H7 for several weeks and was still not used to this new residence.

It was damp and dark in here, the air was murky, and mixed with the smell of feces and vomit coming from the corridor.

Of course, it's not entirely without benefits. At least it's cheap enough here.

He cheered himself up and washed his face with Class III purified tap water to make himself look more energetic.

His newly acquired uniforms were neatly stacked on the shelf next to the bathroom.

A blue-gray coat with the 'Hao Zhai Lai Food Processing Factory' logo embroidered on the chest and back.

He was going to work. He had finally obtained this job from the workers' mutual aid association, and he cherished it very much.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, he pushed open the door on time. There was a lot of vomit at one end of the corridor, which covered the weathered remains of the "predecessor" in a moist manner.