Chapter 1,157 Fierce Battle Outside the 6th Ring

"Ah sneeze——!"

Standing on the deck of the Order, Jiang Chen, who was leaning on the railing in high spirits and looking into the distance, suddenly sneezed.

"Chill, are you cold?" The little Loli next to him immediately stepped forward, handed out a tissue, and said softly, "Would you like me to go back to the room to get you a coat?"

"No, no," Jiang Chen took the tissue sheepishly, blew his nose, and threw it outside the airship. "There's no need for clothes. I'm not cold. Maybe someone is thinking of me."

Although he was a little worried, Yao Yao still nodded.

It should be like this. After all, when brother Jiang Chen left, everyone was very, very reluctant to leave...

She felt warm in her heart when she thought that in the next month, her eldest brother would only belong to her.

I hope there won't be any twists and turns on this journey.

The girl prayed silently in her heart.

Above Yancheng, the steel bow emerged from the clouds, like the head of a white shark, opening its ferocious mouth to chase and bite the clouds ahead. The vortex engines on both sides of the wings carried long trajectories, splitting the sky. Ten airships engraved with the NAC emblem followed closely behind. Under the leadership of the Order, they formed a flying geese formation above the clouds and advanced towards the north.

The survivors wandering among the ruins looked up and looked at the arrogant behemoth, showing expressions of fear and uneasiness. Even the brutal mutants hid back in the camp, not daring to stick their heads out of the window. Even the stupid Death Claw trembled and crawled under the power of NAC.

Above the fleet, there are five thousand expeditionary troops and five thousand faces with high morale.

United under the banner of the Marshal, no one could doubt the success of this trip.

The cold wind blew in his face, and Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the far north.

The outline of Izumo Port is looming on the horizon, and if you fly two hundred kilometers further, you will be out of Suzhou and Hangzhou provinces. The tanks have already entered Badaling. The survivors in Shangjing City alone may not be able to hold on for too long. What awaits the expeditionary force is destined to be a fierce battle.

I think the old man who comes to this world is not as easy to talk to as that world...

However, Jiang Chen would never have thought that just because of a box of canned beef, NAC would be regarded as a fat sheep by those old guys who had just broken into the Central Plains.

Speaking of which,

It was he who suggested indicating the place of origin on cans. As for the purpose, it is naturally “attracting investment” and “attracting immigrants”. Facts have also proved that many inland survivors immigrated to Wanghai City based on the origin on the cans.

Being able to produce food and trade in food is a symbol of strength in this wasteland.

As for the trouble caused...

But it doesn’t matter, there are too many people who care about NAC. One more of them is not too much, and one of them less is not too much. Even without the words on the can, such a powerful force cannot be hidden, and Jiang Chen has never been afraid.

Soon he will let those idiots know who is the fat sheep.

…

Steel tracks rolled over the city highway, and five tanks and five infantry vehicles were divided into two echelons, the front and rear, quietly moving toward the North Sixth Ring Road in Changping.

Along the way, they encountered no resistance.

As early as the fall of the Badaling military outpost, the survivors in the northern suburbs withdrew to the Haidian area, dragging their families with them to hide in the settlement of the large survivor force. Along the way, they didn't even see a trace of anyone except for two blind Death Claws.

Sedov, wearing a commander's helmet and sitting firmly in the tank, coldly scanned the surrounding streets through the digital wide-angle screen.

When passing by a dilapidated supermarket, a sneer suddenly appeared on his lips.

I saw him raising his big hand and giving an order.

"parking!"

Tanks and infantry vehicles stopped.

The street was eerily quiet, as if a storm was brewing.

Soon, two of the infantry vehicles opened their hatches and released a half-human-tall spider robot.

The eight steel mechanical legs moved rapidly, and soon the spider robot rushed to the corner of the street a hundred meters ahead and stopped next to an overturned trash can. Two robotic arms popped out from the abdomen and reached into the trash can.

Almost at the moment when the robot hand touched the plastic bag, the explosion of fire suddenly engulfed the robot, and half of the street was blown up by the bomb.

"Three o'clock, high-explosive bombs, fire!"

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

Without the slightest warning, five flames suddenly flashed.

There was just a bang, and half of the supermarket collapsed, as if it had been ravaged by a storm. The survivors hiding in the supermarket screamed and fled, but were soon hit by a second round of shells. The already dilapidated supermarket had its load-bearing structure completely destroyed and collapsed in ruins.

"Damn it!"

Five hundred meters away in the building, a man wearing cold weather clothing punched the table hard.

His original plan was to detonate anti-tank bombs when the Russian tanks passed the roadside bombs. Then the soldiers who were ambushing in the supermarket rushed out and used rocket launchers to destroy the infantry vehicles behind them.

Unexpectedly, however, the plan was foiled before it even started.

"What exactly went wrong?" The man gritted his teeth and looked at the battlefield two streets away with gloomy eyes.

If the ambush is foiled, then the only thing left to do is to use human lives.

Da da da--

The infantry vehicles dispersed their formation, and a dozen soldiers wearing exoskeletons jumped out of the hatch and looked for cover on the spot.

The heavy machine gun as big as a bowl spit out tongues of flame half a meter long. The machine gun bullets swept across the ruins, tearing the survivors of Shangjing City into pieces together with the concrete bunkers in front of them.

"Their firepower is too strong!" The survivor, who was leaning against the wall and carrying a "Hammer" rocket launcher, had panic written all over his face, and roared into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, "We need support! If I can't do it within three minutes, If you don’t see reinforcements anymore, you can just play by yourself!”

They were not soldiers to begin with, just experienced hunters.

However, what was in front of them at this moment was not a prey at all, but a heavily armed hunter.

"...Support is on the way."

"Damn it!" He spat fiercely, and opened the safety of the rocket launcher. Just as he was about to stick his head out, he was immediately nailed back by several rounds of bullets.

These border guards know how to use the least bullets to maximize the suppressive effect. With just one meeting, the gap between the two parties was fully exposed.

However, at this moment, dozens of plate-sized drones suddenly emerged from the shadows and surrounded the infantry vehicle from all directions.

"Start the emp defense module"

"receive."

Soldiers wearing exoskeletons hid behind the car and prepared for emp defense. In a series of harsh electric sounds, the emp weapon instantly paralyzed the drone of the armored vehicle that rushed towards the tank.

But it’s of no use!

The paralyzed drone continued to charge, hitting the leading infantry vehicle one after another. The guys didn't pay attention at first, but the moment the drone hit the steel armor, everyone's expressions changed.

The incendiary bomb hanging below the drone suddenly exploded, and the sticky fuel spread all over the armored vehicle. The leading infantry vehicle was engulfed in flames in an instant and turned into a burning fireball. The two soldiers hiding behind the armored vehicle were unfortunately splashed with fuel and rolled on the ground screaming.

What these survivors used were not remote-controlled fuses at all, but the most primitive trigger fuses!

The burning infantry vehicle reversed rapidly and crashed into a house on the roadside. The fuel quickly followed the vents and burned into the interior of the armored vehicle. The driver opened the door and rushed out of the armored vehicle. He was rolling on the ground frantically, trying to pull his clothes off his body.

However, he failed to succeed until his whole body was burned to charcoal...

Looking at the unextinguished flames through the wide-angle screen, Sedov's eyes were terrifyingly cold.

Just when he was about to order an attack, the voice of his staff sounded in his ears.

"That's enough. Come back."

"But……"

"Retreat, that's an order."

Smirnov didn't waste any words. After giving the order, he hung up the communication.

【retreat】

Looking at the line of red letters flashing on the built-in screen of the commander's helmet, Sedov's face was filled with gloom.

Along the way south from Uelen, this was the first time he made a mistake and lost an infantry vehicle.

Although it is tempting to crush these bugs under the tracks, for the East Siberian border guards, the order is absolute.

After punching the tank armor hard, Sedov ordered through gritted teeth.

"retreat!"

After receiving the order to retreat, the infantry moved closer to the infantry vehicle, returned to the vehicle, and began to retreat together with the tank... (To be continued.)