Chapter 1,158 The Helpless Survivors

The Russians arrived quickly and retreated simply.

In less than half a minute, the entire reconnaissance force withdrew from outside the Sixth Ring Road and retreated towards Badaling. Even the burning armored vehicle was not spared. It was hooked behind the vehicle with a hook and pulled away with it.

The survivors armed themselves with rifles and walked out of the ruins of the bunker. Together with the medical staff who came over, he carried the wounded onto the stretcher, and used the engineer shovel to dig out his comrades from under the broken concrete...

The result was the destruction of an armored vehicle.

As for the losses, they can only be described as heavy.

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The headquarters of the Pan-Asian Cooperation Organization is located in the center of Shangjing, on the Inner Ring Road.

This was once the political center of Pan-Asian cooperation, where representatives from each region held local parliaments. After the war, due to incidents such as nuclear winter and the leak of X1 bacteria, the political power of Pan-Asian cooperation moved inland, and the place was completely deserted and completely deserted.

Due to the excellent quality of the construction, it was once occupied by survivor forces and served as a temporary shelter.

There was a time when the survivors in Shangjing City entered a painful and dark period due to the shortage of survival supplies. During that period, the survivors not only needed to be wary of alien species hiding in the shadows, but also of black guns fired from the dark.

Those being hunted are not only alien species, but also scavengers wandering the wasteland, and even survivor settlements with weak defenses. Major survivor settlements attack each other in order to compete for the few remaining survival materials, to compete for the heritage of pre-war civilization, and to enslave the weak...

However, unlike Wanghai City, the dark age in Shangjing City ended soon.

A cryogenic shelter stationed with 5,000 militiamen was lifted from the blockade. The first thing these well-equipped militiamen did when they returned to the surface was to try to establish the pre-war order in Shangjing City and restore the glory of Pan-Asian cooperation. .

Unfortunately, the seeds of Pan-Asian cooperation, sown before the war, did not sprout. Treating the survivors who had been struggling in the wasteland for several years with the same attitude as refugees, this group of idealists soon died under the gunfire of the mob.

However, they still played a certain positive role, that is, they used thunder to wipe out several of the most brutal survivor forces, completely killed the cannibals hiding in the sewers, and finally fought almost to death with the mutants. A small number of people He recognized the facts, followed the trend, and became one of the many survivors.

And it's a relatively powerful one.

Later, under the coordination of this militia group, many survivor forces were convened and a treaty was formulated to be observed by all. For example, the Shangjing Survivors Alliance was established, the area within the Third Ring Road was designated as a safe zone, the use of weapons of mass destruction was prohibited, and the Badaling military outpost was established to resist the alien and extremely mutated creatures migrating from the northern wasteland...

This Pan-Asia building is used as the headquarters of the Shangjing Survivor Alliance, and is guarded by armed forces stationed by various survivor forces.

The entire Shangjing City can be called a safe zone among safe zones. It is precisely for this reason that outside the Pan-Asia Building, the survivors of Shangjing City spontaneously gathered together and built a free trade market.

All major caravans come and go here. After more than ten years of development, this place has become a small city that is not inferior to the Sixth District in terms of scale...

Today, the leaders of the major survivor forces gathered here for the rare occasion, and the Shangjing Survivor Alliance held its highest-level meeting for the first time in a long time.

"The tanks have arrived at our doorstep," the man with the Chinese character face sitting at the head of the conference table said in a deep voice as he glanced around at the powerful figures present, "This monster is bigger than any other before. Extremely mutated creatures are terrifying, and Shangjing City has reached a critical moment. If anyone has any good ideas, please don't hesitate to mention them."

The man with the Chinese character face is Ding Liwei, the leader of the Second Militia Regiment in Shangjing City. Although the strength of the Second Militia Regiment is not as strong as it was when they first left the shelter, it is still as sharp as ever and is firmly positioned as the number one survivor force in Shangjing City. the throne.

The man sitting on his left is Wan Peng, the manager of the Sunday Club.

Even though the name doesn't sound good, and it doesn't even sound like a survivor force, in this land north of the Yellow River, no one dares to look down on the Sunday Club and his Wanpeng name.

As early as before the war, the "Sunday" club was the gold-selling den of the upper class in Shangjing City. And he, Wan Peng, is the security captain of this club. There are a large number of security robots in the club building, and a large amount of daily supplies are stored in the warehouse. At the beginning of the X1 bacteria leak, when the entire Pan-Asian Cooperation South fell, the club's owner went to the Jiuquan Launch Center, and Wan Peng naturally became the person with the highest level of security authority in the club.

Being able to be the security captain of such a club, he himself is a master who dares to fight and kill. With the rich innate resources of the Sunday Club, he seized the opportunity at the beginning of the apocalypse and soon became one of the survivors in Shangjing City. of the best.

If the Second Militia Regiment had not returned to the surface, it is no exaggeration to say that he would have been the overlord of the entire survivor force in Shangjing City.

"I thought that the regular army could no longer resist us alone. We might as well send out envoys and ask them what their purpose was? If I remember correctly, after the armistice agreement came into effect in 2174, and pac should be A truce is the right thing. If we can reach a settlement with them..." Wan Peng said with a frown.

"There is no if," a man in a trench coat shook his head. "If they plan to talk to us, they should stay outside the concrete wall of the Badaling military outpost right now."

There was silence on the conference table, and no one spoke anymore.

Ding Liwei sighed.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the facts were already in front of him, and the Shangjing Survivor Alliance was in a helpless situation. Just relying on the few remaining tanks and stabilization armored vehicles in the militia regiment, it is no more than a dream to block the torrent of armor.

However, he was unwilling to surrender like this.

Deep down, he still sees himself as a soldier of Pan-Asian cooperation. Even if everyone is extremely disappointed with Pan-Asian cooperation and the world government, he is unwilling to surrender to his former enemies.

That kind of shame hurt him more than killing him.

At this moment, the old man in cotton robes sitting on his right sighed and broke the silence.

"We have asked NAC for help. According to the news from Master Lu, NAC's marshal is willing to send reinforcements."

The old man's words made everyone present's eyes light up.

Although Wanghai City is thousands of kilometers away from here, everyone here has heard about the legendary NAC. Even if they forget Marshal NAC's name, they will never forget the taste of Fish Bones cans...

NAC's products are the best-selling items at the market outside the Pan-Asia Building.

What the Archbishop of the Gravekeeper Sect said cannot be false, right?

If it's nac, we can't fight with him!

Just when excitement appeared on everyone's faces, a gleam flashed in the eyes of Ding Liwei, who was the only one sitting at the head.

"Reinforcements? I'm afraid these reinforcements are not in vain, right?"

"That's right." Archbishop Xu Tiannan nodded and said helplessly, "So what if it's not in vain? Do we still have room for bargaining?"

Ding Liwei's expression was a little stiff, and after a while he sighed softly.

That's right, do they still have any room for bargaining?

However, at this moment, Xu Tiannan spoke with some hesitation.

"only……"

"Just?" Wan Peng frowned.

"It's just that Wanghai City is thousands of kilometers away from Shangjing City. Even if they want to support us, the journey will be dangerous. By the time they arrive, they may not be able to make it in time." Xu Tiannan said with a bitter smile.

Everyone's mood fell from the clouds to the bottom in an instant.

Many of them have caravans, so they naturally don't know how many dangers they will encounter on the way from Shangjing City to Wanghai City. Even if you don't take into account the zombies and alien species, there are quite a few gangsters and bandits along the way.

By the time NAC's reinforcements slowly cross the Yellow River, I'm afraid they have all become prisoners of war.

At this moment, urgent footsteps came from outside the conference room.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they secretly wondered, could they have already been attacked?

The door of the conference room opened, and a bodyguard walked into the room, walked quickly to Ding Liwei's side, and whispered a few words in a low voice.

Ding Liwei's face was as dark as water. After listening to the bodyguard's whisper, he said in a deep voice.

"Let him in."

"Yes." The bodyguard nodded, turned and left the conference room.

Soon, a sentry walked into the conference room, panting heavily and out of breath.

Facing the gazes of all the bosses, he lowered his head in fear and spoke so fast that he almost bit his tongue.

"Report! A large number of airships appeared in the airspace 20 kilometers away from Shangjing City!"

Everyone's face was stunned.

"Airship?" Xu Tiannan was also stunned, but soon, a trace of ecstasy appeared on the old face.

He suddenly thought of the news from Bishop Lu Minghui that NAC widely used airships as transportation tools on the trade routes to Hongcheng and Yizhou Island. In addition, they also have a giant airship made of steel!

Standing up tremblingly, Xu Tiannan left the conference table, walked to the sentinel, and said excitedly.

"Which direction does the airship come from! Tell me quickly!"

Looking at the bishop of the Gravekeeper sect, the sentry stammered.

"Come on, come from the south!"

south!

Direction to Wanghai City!

It’s the direction of nac!

Xu Tiannan's shoulders trembled with excitement, and his old face turned red.

Great, Shangjing City is saved! (To be continued.)