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Rancorn Militia Wilvee BFCG-Mod - Cybercromancy

Designation: Wilvee BFCG-Mod
Role: Hit-and-run Assault Vehicle
Affiliation: Rancorn Militia

Description:
A heavily bastardized version of a once-proud military rapid-response vehicle. The Wilvee BFCG-Mod (BFCG = Big Fcking Cannon Guided) is now a screaming, rusted hymn to everything the Rancorn Militia stands for: speed, brutality, and total disrespect for life.

Originally a nimble, all-terrain tactical jeep used for deployment and recon, this poor machine got Rancornized—that is, modified beyond reason.
It now roars through the streets flying the desecrated Rancorn-American flag, with three traitors' heads impaled on a rusty pole like epic trophies.

The interior? Forget military-grade cleanliness. This isn’t a cockpit, it’s a biohazard rave inside a tin can. Crushed beer cans rattle underfoot. The seats are torn, stained with dried blood, grease, and... something that might have been food once, now just a crusty ecosystem. Ashes from cheap cigarettes form dunes on the dashboard. The glove compartment? Stuffed with used ammo casings, magazines, and a moldy sandwich older than most recruits.

A massive front spike-lance ensures that anything in its path ends up skewered like a meat kebab. But the real showstopper is the modified BFC .50 turret: a remote-controlled, gyro-stabilized, guided-bullet system that locks onto targets and hunts them down. The driver just marks, and the gun delivers divine judgment.

Controls:
X = Activate guided target-lock on the BFC turret.
Context Menu = Change speed, brakes, engine, etc.

Tips (from a Rancorn Militia Commander):
- Running over people is the national sport of Rancorn. Roadkills bring glory!
- This baby shoots straighter than my parole officer’s excuses! You just think, and it executes!
- That front spike ain’t decoration, my brother. You can rack up a whole skewer of corpos in one charge. Looks like a war-barbeque! Rancorn loves barbecue!

Tactical Tips (from a Boltec Hardcorp vet):
- Armor’s thick, but not invincible. Hit it with high-caliber ordnance.
- Explosives work wonders. Just don’t be around when it blows—Rancorn tuning made that sht volatile like Middle East.
- Avoid the turret’s sightline. That thing’s more accurate than my wife when she’s accusing me of stuff I actually did.