I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1209: Melee

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The bullet flew against Ding Liwei ’s scalp, and he slipped across his forehead in cold sweat.

Is this the strength of the CCCP Border Guard?

Looking at the one and the P series that are not in a heavyweight power armor, and the twelve KV-9 tanks with main guns and coaxial machine guns pouring firepower, there was a bit of unwillingness in his eyes .

His failure was not due to tactics or courage, but only to lose to equipment.

Beside him, a power armor crashed and collapsed the concrete wall, crashing into the building behind him. Anti-tank rockets have already been half out, but the results have been few.

The armor of the KV-9 is worthy of the reputation of being able to resist the electromagnetic gun!

The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia Regiment bombed one after another, but only two tanks were completely scrapped by the roadside. Except that the front armor of one tank was bombarded with two large holes, the remaining ten tanks, although looking awkward in appearance, were still fighting as if they were not injured.

However, the biggest headache for Ding Liwei is not these tanks, but the SU-5 power armor!

The power armor of these Maozis is almost as difficult as their tanks. He does n’t even know if the rifle in his hands will have any effect. Fortunately, the quantity finally brought them a little advantage, and ten SU-5s have been scrapped.

It ’s just that they paid three times the price ...

A 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded behind him, and cement fragments hit the rear armor. Ding Liwei immediately lowered his head and slammed it against the thick bunker, cursing in his mouth.

"Grass Nirma ... this group of bears from Siberia! Grass!"

Looking at the red crosses that appeared one after another on the command interface, his eyes shone with a fierce light.

First he planted a heel on Jiang Chen ’s hand, and now he hit the CCCP ’s tank again. His second militia regiment seemed to be caught in the middle of the two forces. His left face was punched tightly. Then there was a punch in the right face.

Teeth gurgled.

Ding Liwei stared at the tank with a coaxial machine gun, and his fist almost deformed the grip of the rifle.

Is this the second militia regiment that is about to die?

His chest was filled with hatred.

He is unwilling!

The legacy of pan-Asian cooperation is clearly in sight, and it can be held in his hand by only a little!

"Damn it!" After cursing several times, his fists thumped **** the ground, bringing up cement debris.

At least ...

At least leave these barbarians here!

A fierce color flashed in his eyes. He switched the communication screen and shouted with his throat.

"Wan Peng, what are you waiting for! Do you need to take it to the coffin again without that gadget?"

The ear was quiet, the communication channel was silent for a long time, and there was no response at all.

"Wanpeng?"

Ding Liwei's face changed suddenly.

At the other end of the communication screen, there was no response at all.

A terrible thought came to him ...

This guy slipped!

"Wan Peng of ***! Lao Tzu-"

Ding Liwei was about to yell, but his pupils were magnified. The curse hadn't had time to fully exit, and was severely torn apart by a loud explosion. The whole person, together with the bunker in front of him, was engulfed in the burst of fire ...

......

The battle that lasted more than an hour finally came to an end.

The anti-tank rockets were almost exhausted, and the Second Militia Regiment had completely lost its means of fighting against CCCP tanks.

According to the power armor, the KV-9 began to move forward. With the use of coaxial machine guns and artillery, the Second Militia Regiment, which had lost its countermeasures, could not lift its head.

Finally, with the death of Commander Ding Liwei, this defense line composed of P-series police power armor finally began to fail. So far, the Shangjing City Survivors Union has exhausted its last vitality and has completely withdrawn from the stage of history from this moment.

The battle on Metro Line 0 has been divided, but the battle on Line 27 is still deadlocked.

In order to compete for control of the subway station with special passages, both sides put out 120 cents cleanly, pouring firepower towards the enemy's front.

"Offense! Offense! Offense!"

Sitting in the KV-9 tank, Sedov stared at the holographic screen ruthlessly, and the eagle's eyes were locked on the NAC's line of defense, roaring towards the clone soldiers who launched suicide attacks like locusts. Bloody roar.

Every attack roar sounded, a group of clones fell.

The clones have no pain, no emotion, and no idea of ​​death. From the moment they were produced, they existed as Soviet cannon fodder.

They do n’t even need professional military training, all they need to do is charge towards the local defense line, charge, and then charge! Many people did not even have a rifle on their hands. Their rifles and magazines were all on the bodies of dead friendly soldiers, or in the hands of enemies, or just daggers in their waists.

The rifle of the comrade-in-arms was picked up from the ground, and the enemy ’s defense line was biting like a mad dog. Most clone soldiers did n’t even have time to empty a magazine, and they were hit by sifter bullets. However, before falling down, they can often bring a lot of trouble to the NAC side.

The battle continued to scorch, and the air was filled with **** smell.

At this moment, Sedov noticed that a group of soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons joined the front from behind the NAC.

They don't have guns in their hands, they carry a basket like a basket on their backs, and they are filled with grenades. Immediately after, Sedov sitting in the tank saw that these people took out the grenade from the frame, and with the help of the mechanical exoskeleton, he threw it hard at the tank that was on the side of the concrete wall. .

Seeing this scene, Sedov's mouth opened a sneer.

He knows what they want to do.

It is nothing more than wanting to use the anti-human heat dissipation design of KV-9 to turn the tank into an oven with incendiary bombs.

Obviously, behind these people, most of the officers of the Pan-Asian Cooperation are in command, and they are still the ones with rich practical experience.

He also has to admit that this thing is even more effective than anti-tank rockets in a sense, especially in this narrow terrain, which can not only threaten the crew and engine of the KV-9, but also effective Suppression of clone human sea tactics.

However-

"Fire company prepares, take out the fire extinguisher." Watching the tank flaring across the concrete wall lit the flame, Sedov pulled the intercom, staring at the burning flame on the tank, sneered, "Give me Spray! "

"Received!"

A team of twenty engineers carrying iron tanks stepped forward and pointed the nozzle at the burning tank. The misty powder drifted past and quickly extinguished the flames on the tank.

Seeing this scene, a lot of sarcasm flashed in Sedov's eyes.

How could they not know the weakness of the KV-9 tank? Not to mention the fire extinguishers, these Wuerian border guards even DIY their own fire extinguishing reactive armor to specifically deal with the inconvenience of the street fighting situation where the engineers are not convenient.

Is it too arrogant to solve the Soviet steel torrent with just a few incendiary bombs?

Just as Sedov laughed at the mental handicap of the Pan-Asian Cooperation Officer, the tunnel behind was faintly shaken by an earthquake.

This intense tremor lasted for a full minute, and then there was no more movement.

Opening the lid on the top of the tank, Sedov stood up from the tank and looked at the black tunnel behind him, frowning.

"What happened ..."

I do n’t know why, from this violent shaking, he faintly felt a little bit wrong.

It seemed to confirm his hunch, with anxious reports coming from his ears.

"Report! A nuclear explosion was observed at Fuxing Station on Line 27. A large area of ​​the underground railway section collapsed, and zombies active on the surface are pouring in massively ... Damn! It ’s a night demon! Ahhhh —"

There was a short busy tone in the communication, and the roar of the machine gun could be heard from afar.

"Stabilize the formation and fire back!"

"Ah!"

After hearing about the fire in the backyard, Sedov ’s face changed suddenly, one by one, and his fists clenched.

"How is it possible!"

Nuclear explosion! ?

Is that the explosion just now? !

He suddenly realized that if the corpse rushed in from line 27, he was dying with NAC at the moment, would n’t he ...