I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1191: Carbonization!
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Through the swaying flame of the burning rod, Lao Luo noticed the change in his body, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his hands moved violently.
Several silver flashes flickered, weaving a net in the air, and blocked to the changed Lu Sen.
But seeing Lu Sen shining, he grinned cruelly and stretched his hands forward.
"Haha, late!"
"Ding ——"
A series of clanging clinking sounds, accompanied by the sound of metal friction, the silver awns hit the steel as if they had hit them, bouncing off Lu Sen ’s body and failing to hurt them.
There was a trace of fear in Lao Luo ’s eyes, the original contempt swept away,
"Leading?"
"It is carbonized!"
Laughing, Lu Sen roared, dragged a huge body, and rushed towards Lao Luo.
"Go die!"
Punching a huge airflow with one punch and one foot, slamming toward Lao Luo with that agility that does not match the volume.
Lao Luo's face didn't change, he quickly stepped back two steps, shook out two silver blades from the cuffs, and flicked them off according to the landing door of Mori.
However, he clearly underestimated Lu Sen's strength.
I saw that Lu Sen reached out and grabbed the two flying knives, patted it off without suspense, and then lifted the foot, when the chest kicked on Lao Luo's chest.
"Um-"
Looking like being hit by a train, Lao Luo groaned like a kite with a broken line. He fell backward and hit the wall of the subway tunnel heavily.
Looking at the old Luo who fell to the ground, Lu Sen cruelly opened the corners of his mouth, ripped his tight clothes, and revealed his dark muscles.
"People cannot beat mutants."
Coughing a few times, Lao Luo got up from the ground and shook his bumped head, and looked at the grinning Lu Sen. Two daggers slipped from the cuffs and fluttered around his palms. There was a silver glow.
I saw a string of electric sparks passing through his hair, making a crackling noise in the air.
"Unfortunately, I am not an ordinary person."
......
Boom--! ! !
The fighter plane roared from low altitude, and the cannon roared with a long deafening sound.
Zombies fell down like cutting wheat, and then waiting for them was a flaming bomb that fell from the sky.
Roar Mountain roared and threw half-destructed street lamps, stones, and billboards into the sky. The night demon wailed and fell in the rising flames.
"Hold on! The reinforcements are coming soon!"
Song Chenyu shouted at the giant-walled soldiers with the broadcast headset.
Everyone regained the courage, inserted the bayonet into the rifle, and stabbed towards the zombie who had stepped on the wall of the corpse. Pulled the trigger towards the running zombie ...
On the other side of Ping An Street, dozens of modified military trucks and Tiger II tanks rushed out of the NAC military base. The top machine gun fired at the sporadic corpses, and the steel armor hit the zombies that had rushed.
The convoys were divided into two groups. The tanks and armored vehicles went around the north gate, while the other pair of trucks carrying soldiers went straight to the north gate of Ping An Street.
"Open the city gate!"
The communication screen connected to Ping An Street. The officer of NAC shouted to the defender on the giant wall.
The defender of the North Gate hesitated and immediately asked the Survivor Alliance for instructions. However, at this time, Ding Liwei and Wan Peng were not there.
At this moment, Song Chenyu ’s order came with only two words.
"Open the door."
The city defense officer at the south gate ordered the opening of the north gate, which was not in accordance with the rules of Ping An Street.
However, the situation at Beimen is now precarious, and the defenders can no longer care about that much. What's more, some people take responsibility, and when it's time for trouble, it's Song Chenyu's pot.
The city defense officer responsible for the defense of the North Gate no longer hesitated and ordered the door to open.
A series of trucks drove into Ping An Street, looking at the well-equipped soldiers on the truck, the Ping An Street defenders only felt numb. Obviously, they invited a great god.
There is no doubt that the crisis at Beimen can finally be resolved.
It ’s just that this great **** has invited in, most of them ca n’t leave.
......
Four Yunzhi-51 flew through the night sky, and the vortex engine jetted a hot stream of air toward the direction of the giant wall.
In the abdominal compartment of the first helicopter, eight power armors sat steadily on both sides. The tactical rifle exuded a glorious cold light, and the shiny steel armor was written with the words T-3 in white paint.
"Five hundred meters ahead, it is close to the giant wall of Ping An Street." The pilot turned his head and said.
"Fly directly to the giant wall."
"Yes."
The helicopter climbed high and passed the corpse that could n’t see the edge.
Jiang Chen ’s eyes were focused on the helmet screen. After clicking a few buttons, he was connected to the helicopter wing camera.
Looking down from a height above several tens of meters, the dense corpse of corpses piled up with fierce heads, and rushed forward to the defense line. If you can't imagine this kind of picture, you only need to make up for the Beijing Railway Station during the Spring Festival, and then enlarge it dozens of times ...
In the dark night sky, the flickering fire from the gap of the giant wall is as fragile as the candlelight swaying in the strong wind. However, with the support of NAC, this cluster of weak flames now looks much stronger.
Helicopter stopped above the giant wall.
The width of the top of the giant wall is very narrow, and there is no place for helicopters to dock.
It doesn't matter, Jiang Chen is wearing a T-3 type at the moment, which is the so-called airborne type.
A dozen shadows jumped from the helicopter, and behind them were four pairs of vortex engines spraying a faint blue flame, which slowly landed on the giant wall.
Looking at the moving armor, Song Chenyu swallowed and slammed forward.
"Song Chenyu, the defense officer of Nanmen Gate City on Ping An Street ... Thank you for coming to support us."
"You're welcome," Jiang Chen said lightly, opened the mask of the power armor, reached out and shook his hand, and then released, "How is the front line?"
"Not optimistic, but much better than before." Song Chenyu said with a sigh.
Jiang Chen nodded and asked other questions.
"I heard that the Beijing Municipal Association of Survivors Union has disappeared collectively? Do you know where they went?"
Song Chenyu was a little stunned. He neither knew how Jiang Chen knew the news, nor why Jiang Chen asked this question. However, considering the difference in strength between the two sides, he hesitated and said.
"I do n’t know the exact situation, but now the entire Ping An Street command system has become a mess, and more than four hours have passed since the outbreak of the corpse tide. However, until now I have requested only half of the reinforcement … Some people say that the top survivor alliance escaped from the secret passage, of course, this is just anecdotal. "
"Isn't the rumor not important, the important thing is that these things have already happened, haven't they?" Jiang Chen's mouth twitched a slightly untraceable smile.
I do n’t know why, Song Chenyu has a bad hunch in his heart.
However, thinking that he had turned to NAC half an hour ago, a wry smile appeared on his face, driving the bad hunch out of his mind.
"Another question I want to ask you, where did the top survivors’ union appear before the collective disappearance. "
"Last time?" Song Chenyu froze slightly, frowning and thinking, "They shouldn't have left the Pan-Asian Building ... That's right, Xu Tiannan of the Tombkeeper's sect is placing the believers at the east gate. Ask him. He is one of the few high-ranking survivors of the survivor's alliance, but he is generally unable to talk about the affairs of Ping An Street. "
"No need to ask him. By the way, do you have trustworthy subordinates?"
"What are you doing?"
"Give him the defense of Beimen for the time being, and I need you to accompany me to do things." Jiang Chen said with a tone that he could not refuse.
"What's the matter?" Song Chenyu asked in a daze.
"Go to the Pan-Asian Building and find someone." (To be continued.)