I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 909: First contact
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The cold wind raged on the street, ravaging the decaying walls and broken windows. The snow that fell like a natural disaster, like a thick fog of physical existence, enveloped the entire city under the suppressed gray.
This is Wushi.
If it was this time in previous years, it would definitely not be so cold, but this year is a little special.
On the street, only zombies are left in twos and threes, because the muscles and corpse oil are frozen, standing like ice sculptures. It is really unimaginable that they have been frozen into this look, and they will still be able to hunt living people in the spring.
In the face of such zombies, generally no one will bother. The X1 bacteria in the back neck cannot accumulate energy through photosynthesis, and even if these zombie brains are cut, half of the subcrystals will not be obtained. Only hungry mutant mice will bite these living dead, and their stomach bands need not worry about indigestion.
On the whole street, in addition to the silence, the silence ...
Leaning on the observation hole of the sentry tower, Hu Cheng tightened his rifle tightly, looking through the bulletproof glass of the observation hole, looking at the empty ice surface. The wind and snow screamed so much that he began to doubt whether his work made any sense.
With such heavy snow, will the people in the Liantong District really come?
This sentry tower was built on the roof next to the clock tower not far from the river. The exterior is disguised wood, and from a distance it looks like a shabby shack. Behind the wood is a genuine concrete bunker, which can block the heat source and life signals in the bunker, and can also resist the direct shot of the tank shells.
Hiding in such a bunker, if it is not entered, it is basically impossible to be found as a post.
Facing the unchanging scene, Hu Cheng yawned and put the rifle beside the window.
At this moment, on the street where the snow was blowing, a black figure gradually entered.
Hu Cheng raised the muzzle reflexively, but soon he put the muzzle down again, but instead stepped forward happily, put down the ladder for the man who came to him, and put him down Come up.
The door was opened with a scream, the heavy winter clothes were covered with ice slag, the middle-aged man's face was frozen in waxy red, and while the insulated lunch box in his hand was placed on the table, it was removed and almost stuck. The hat on his head said scoldingly.
"... What's special, don't point me at that next time. If you go off fire, you'll wait for the broken zombies outside to send you meals."
"Hey, am I not a routine?" Hu Cheng could not wait to open the lid of the lunch box, looked at the steaming braised pork and white rice, couldn't help but move with his index finger, and didn't have time to take off his gloves. Chopsticks barbarously into his mouth.
"Go to the special routine, do you really think that the barbarian in the northwest will run when they are full?" Deng Wenjie tilted his comrades and pulled a chair. Sitting down, he drew a bottle of wine from his pocket and unscrewed the lid carefully and took a sip.
"Hey, those barbarians would n’t run here if they were full ..." After smelling the smell of wine, Hu Cheng ’s eyes were stuck to the wine bottle in the hands of his comrades, and he rubbed his hands and smiled. Get up, "This, old Deng, look ..."
"Don't talk," Deng Wenjie waved his hand and tucked the bottle back into his pocket. "You stand guard and drink a fart."
"Cut, are you also on duty?"
"I need it for work." Deng Wenjie glared and protected the wine bottle in his pocket. "Should we change jobs? Are you going to stay outside for a while?"
"Fuck!"
Hu Cheng drew a **** at this stupid guy. It was too shameless to even scold a few words in his heart. Eventually, he gave up the plan to drink two drinks.
Three times, five times, and two solved the lunch in front of him. Hu Cheng raised his sleeves and wiped his greasy mouth, stood up from the stool, and raised the rifle leaning against the table.
Standing beside the observation hole, Deng Wenjie frowned and looked at the direction of the ice.
"What are you looking for, don't go to supply the next post?" Hiccup walked to the comrade's side, Hu Cheng raised his hand and patted on his shoulder.
"What is on the ice?" Deng Wenjie pointed to the surface of the Han River not far away, frowning.
"Ice surface?" Hu Cheng froze, felt the telescope from his pocket, stuck it against the windshield and looked out.
It does n’t matter. It suddenly scared him to push Deng Wenjie ’s head down the window.
"What are you doing lying down?"
Den Wenjie was about to be scolded, but he met his comrades' eyes that were shocked and glared.
"It ’s a sleigh ride in the United Zone! Those barbarians ... They, they really came!"
......
On the ice, dozens of snowmobiles were flying, and within a few seconds, they crossed the warning line set by NAC in Wushi.
The front end of the car is equipped with a terrifying heavy machine gun, and the soldiers wearing polar camouflage are driving a sled in pairs, forming the vanguard of the way. In the back, there are squads of snow transport vehicles hanging far away. These light armored bottoms are modified with wide load-bearing wheels, which can gallop freely on the ice more than one meter thick.
Just as they drove straight in, a fire burst out of a building on the shore.
The columnar projectile traced a trajectory of crushing snow flakes in the air, and suddenly blasted on the ice more than a meter thick.
"Boom-!"
The ice surface is broken without suspense, the cobweb-shaped cracks spread out instantly, and the huge pothole directly engulfed the snowmobile that could not be stopped. However, NAC's sudden attack did not panic these vanguard troops. I saw that they spread out in an orderly manner, still maintaining the momentum of forward, and directly crossed the shooting range of the electromagnetic gun.
The transportation fleet immediately behind the sleigh car formation immediately slowed down and turned towards the streets on both sides of the Han River. At the same time, soldiers wearing polar camouflage jumped out of the carriage and ran to the street with a rifle. Judging from their swift movements, this fast-reacting snow force is obviously also equipped with enhanced armaments such as mechanical exoskeletons.
However, NAC people are not vegetarian, just as they spread out, a series of screams covered up the snowstorm, the dense barrage covered the ice, and the snow dust and ice chips immediately covered the river. The impact of the explosion will almost tear this layer of ice more than one meter away!
The dense barrage clearly struck the people in the United Zone by surprise, and the people who escaped the shelling hadn't gasped for a while, and the shriek that shattered the air was covered again.
The impact point this time was on the streets on both sides of the Han River, and the targets were the transport vehicles and soldiers who jumped ashore from the river.
Not far from the top of the building, Wang Zhaowu raised his binoculars, overlooking the battle situation five kilometers away, his brows locked slightly.
Although the battle situation is one-sided, it is surprising that in this first contact, the NAC with artillery cover failed to take advantage.
Second echelon soldiers deployed on the river surface blasted the ice with explosives, blocking a sleigh of snowmobile formations. The two sides launched a fierce exchange of fire under the bridge across the river, and the tracer bombs almost woven into a net in the air.
In half an hour, the vanguard troops were completely destroyed, and the soldiers in the united area began to retreat.
Wang Zhaowu ordered to stop chasing, to strengthen the defense line in place, and the battle ended.
He lowered the telescope, but he couldn't relax.
The size of this unit is only 500 people. Except for the dozens of sleighs, the shadow of heavy vehicles is not visible at all. According to information from the rear, this time his opponent was the 1st Army Corps of the United Area, with a scale of more than 10,000 people, and there were countless armored units.
The initial contact ended with the victory of NAC, but the real war has just begun.
He has a hunch that this is destined to be a hard fight. (To be continued.)