I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1157: A fierce battle outside the Six Rings

Remember [lnmao.org] in one second, fast update, no pop-up window, free to read!

"Ah squash-!"

Jiang Chen, who was standing on the deck of the Order, looking at the fence from the fence, suddenly sneezed.

"Is it cool, is it cold?" The little Loli who was next to him stepped forward immediately, handed out the paper towel, and said glutinously, "Would you like me to come back to the room and get a coat for you."

"No, no," Jiang Chen took the paper towel embarrassedly, threw a snot, and threw it out of the airship. "I don't need clothes, I'm not cold. I guess who is thinking of me."

Despite some concerns, Yao Yao nodded.

It should be like this. After all, when Brother Chen Chen left, everyone was very, very unhappy ...

When I think of the big brother in the next month, she belongs to herself alone, and her heart is warm.

I hope there will be no twists and turns on this journey.

The girl prayed silently in her heart.

On Yancheng, the steel bow protruded out of the cloud, like the head of a white shark, with a huge mouth that chased the clouds in front. The vortex engines on the wings on both sides hold a long track to split the sky. Ten airships engraved with the NAC badge followed closely, led by the Order, and formed a goose-shaped array above the clouds, advancing toward the north.

The survivors wandering among the ruins looked up, looking at the incomparable behemoth, all showing their panic-stricken expressions. Even the brutal mutants hid back to the camp and dared not stick their heads out the window. Even the dead claws with their heads squirmed under the power of NAC.

Five thousand expeditionary troops and 5,000 brave faces on the fleet.

Under the marshal's banner, no one will doubt the victory of this trip.

Cold wind blew head-on, looking at the far north, Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

The outline of Izumo Port is looming in the sky, and then flying 200 kilometers ahead will leave Jiangsu and Hangzhou. The CCCP's tanks have entered Badaling, and the survivors in the city of Beijing alone may not be able to support it for too long. Waiting for the expeditionary army is destined to be a fierce battle.

The old Maozi who wants to come to this world should not be as good as that world ...

Just, Jiang Chen never thought that because of a box of canned beef, NAC had been remembered as a fat sheep by the old Maozi who had just broken into the Central Plains.

Speaking of which, he noted that the origin of the can was still proposed by him. As for the purpose, it is naturally "attracting investment" and "attracting immigrants." And the facts have proved that many inland survivors brought the immigration to Wanghai City while looking at the place of origin on the can.

Being able to produce food and be able to buy and sell food is also a symbol of strength in this waste land.

As for the troubles ...

It doesn't matter, too many people are thinking about NAC. There are not many of them, and there are many of them. Even if there is no line on the can, such a big force can't hide it, and Jiang Chen has never been afraid.

He will soon let those Maozi know who is the fat sheep.

......

The steel tracks run over the city road, and the five tanks and five infantry vehicles are divided into two front and rear echelons, quietly moving in the direction of Changping North Sixth Ring Road.

On this way, they did not encounter any resistance.

As early as the fall of the Badaling military outpost, the survivors in the northern suburbs withdrew into the area of ​​Haidian and dragged their families into the settlement of the great survivors. Apart from the two dead claws that didn't open their eyes, they didn't even see people's shadows.

With the captain ’s helmet, Sedov sitting in the tank steadily scanned the surrounding streets through the digital wide-angle screen.

When passing by a run-down supermarket, a sneer suddenly caught in the corner of his mouth.

I saw his big hand raised and ordered.

"Parking!"

The tanks and infantry vehicles stopped.

The street is quiet and scary, as if a storm is brewing.

Soon, two of the infantry vehicles opened the hatch and released a half-height spider robot.

Eight steel machines were moving fast, and soon the spider robot rushed to the corner of the street 100 meters ahead and stopped beside an overturned trash can. Two manipulators popped out of the abdomen and reached into the trash can.

Almost as soon as the manipulator touched the plastic bag, the flames of the explosion suddenly engulfed the robot, and half a street was bombed into the sky.

"Three o'clock direction, high explosive shells, fire!"

The muzzles of the five tanks were all aimed at the roadside supermarket.

Without the slightest sign, the five flames flickered suddenly.

Only with a bang, the entire supermarket seemed to have been raged by the storm, and it collapsed by half. The survivors hiding in the supermarket screamed and fled, but were quickly hit by a second round of shells. The already dilapidated supermarket, the load-bearing structure was completely destroyed and collapsed in a ruin.

"Damn it!"

In the 500-meter building, a man in a cold suit hammered the table fiercely.

According to his plan, when those Russian tanks exploded on the roadside, they detonated anti-tank bombs. Then the soldiers ambushing in the supermarket rushed out and used the bazooka to scrap the infantry vehicles behind.

However, I did not expect that the plan was frustrated before it started.

"Where is the problem," the teeth creaked, and the man stared at the battlefield two streets away.

The ambush was defeated, so it could only be filled with human life.

Da Da Da —

The infantry vehicle spread out, and dozens of soldiers wearing exoskeleton jumped out of the hatch and searched for bunkers.

A heavy machine gun with a large bowl mouth spouted a half-meter long tongue of fire. Machine gun bullets swept across the broken wall, tearing the survivors of Shangjing City together with the concrete bunker in front of them.

"Their firepower is too fierce!" The survivor carrying the "Hammer" rocket back against the wall was full of fright, and snarled at the intercom on his shoulder, "We need support! If three minutes I ca n’t see reinforcements anymore, so you can play for yourself! "

They were n’t soldiers at all, just experienced hunters.

However, what is in front of them at the moment is not a prey, but a fully armed hunter

"... Support is on the way."

"Damn it!" he snorted fiercely, and the soldier opened the rocket launcher's fuse, just about to head out, he was nailed back with a few bullets.

The border guards know how to use the fewest bullets to maximize their suppression. It was just a face-to-face meeting, and the gap between the two parties was exposed to the fullest.

However, at this moment, dozens of plate-sized drones suddenly drilled out of the shadows and surrounded CCCP infantry vehicles from all directions.

"Start the defense module against EMP"

"Received."

The soldier wearing the exoskeleton hides behind the body and prepares for EMP defense. In a string of harsh currents, EMP weapons instantly paralyzed the drone of the armored vehicle that was rushing to the tank.

However, there is no use for eggs!

The paralyzed drone continued to charge, and hit the infantry body in succession one after another. At first, the Maozi didn't care, but the moment the drone hit the steel armor, everyone's face changed.

The incendiary bomb hanging under the drone burst suddenly, and the thick armored fuel spilled over the entire armored vehicle. The infantry vehicle at the beginning was engulfed in flames in an instant and turned into a burning fireball. The two soldiers hiding behind the armored car were also unfortunately splashed with fuel, screaming and rolling on the ground.

The survivors do n’t use remote fuses at all, but the most primitive trigger fuses!

The infantry vehicle on fire reversed quickly and crashed into a house on the roadside. The fuel quickly burned into the armored vehicle along the vent. The driver pushed open the door and rushed out of the armored car, rolling wildly on the ground, trying to pull the clothes off his body.

However, until he was burnt into coke, he did not succeed ...

Through the wide-angle screen, looking at the flame that has not been extinguished, Sedov ’s eyes are terrible.

As he was about to order the attack, the voice of the staff rang in his ear.

"It is enough, withdraw it."

"But ..."

"Retreat, this is an order."

Sminov did not have any nonsense. After giving the order, he hung up the communication.

[Retreat]

Looking at the line of red flashing on the built-in screen of the captain ’s helmet, Sedov ’s face was filled with haze.

On the way south from Wueren, this was the first time he missed and lost an infantry vehicle.

Although I want to crush this group of bed bugs under the tracks, for the Eastern Siberian Border Guards, the order is absolute.

A punch punched **** the tank armor, and Sedov gritted his teeth and ordered.

"Retreat!"

After receiving the order to withdraw, the infantry approached the infantry vehicle, and returned to the vehicle, starting to withdraw with the tank ... (to be continued)