Chapter 1,159 NAC Reinforcements!

"That's Ping An Street!" Li Wang, the captain of the Order, stood next to Jiang Chen, pointed to the wall in the distance, and grinned, "The most prosperous place in Shangjing City. The building in the middle The building is the legendary Pan-Asia Building, the political center of Pan-Asian cooperation in history, and now it is also the political center of the survivor forces in Shangjing City."

Li Wang was once the captain of Jiang Chen's personal guard, and was named the captain of the order during the expedition to Hongcheng. This time he went on an expedition with Jiang Chen, and his mood was particularly high.

"The most prosperous place?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Why does it feel like a rural area to me?"

Li Wang laughed loudly, "Of course, you can't compare it with our Sixth District. Judging from the standards of survivors in this area, clean streets, stable order, and Yajing shops have these three things. , it can already be called paradise! At least within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, there is no more prosperous place than this."

In fact, Jiang Chen's statement is still a bit exaggerated.

In any case, this place has nothing to do with the countryside.

The towering concrete walls keep out all the alien species and zombies. The streets are dotted with shops and houses. They can't be said to be very prosperous, but they are full of vitality. Hunters carrying their prey go to the shops to exchange their prey for daily necessities or other things. Ya Jing, a mercenary carrying a rifle was bargaining with a businessman, and a lone traveler was looking at the rifles in the window at the door of the weapons store.

In this corner of Ping'an Street, a few chimneys spit out gray mist. The furnaces resmelt the scraps into metal and send them to processing plants to be made into weapons or mechanical parts. I think it should be the legendary Ping'an Street Industrial Zone. If compared with the Sixth District four years ago, the scale of industrialization here is about twice that of it.

If he had not seen the "prosperity" of the Sixth Street District, Jiang Chen might not be able to help but admire that there is such a "pure land" in the wasteland.

"As expected of Shangjing City, it's just a pity that we clearly have the rich heritage of pre-war civilization in our hands, but we haven't thought about doing anything about it."

"Theoretically, there is always a more reasonable choice." Walking next to Jiang Chen, Han Junhua looked straight at the decaying Pan-Asia building, "However, civilization itself is an irrational product. Just like this building , Thirty years ago, who would have thought that in just thirty years, this place would decline to the point where there would not even be a person to clean it?”

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, turned his face to look at Han Junhua, and smiled.

"I didn't expect you to say such interesting things."

"What's wrong?"

"No,

I just felt a little surprised. "

The airship flew closer, and the outline of Ping An Street gradually became clearer. Jiang Chen had a panoramic view of everything in the survivor colony, and the people in the survivor colony all faced the huge behemoth with their faces exposed. A look of fear and uneasiness.

A sentry on the concrete wall overcame the fear in his heart and was about to point his anti-aircraft machine gun in the air. He was slapped on the forehead by the veteran behind him and shouted, "Are you stupid? This thing can shoot that Shoot something down? Go and report the news to me! Go quickly!"

Just when the sentry ran to report the news, the survivors on Ping'an Street looked at the steel airship emerging from the clouds as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The expected alarm did not sound. The sentry who ran to report the news quickly came back. The three thousand defenders on Ping'an Street received the order. The people who came were not enemies, but reinforcements from the NAC!

The soldiers standing on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief.

In just three minutes, many people's palms were already sweating.

Just looking at the ferocious gun barrel under the steel airship, they couldn't muster the courage to resist.

Even a giant wall that can block thousands of alien species may not be able to withstand a single shot from an electromagnetic gun of that level.

Soon, the senior executives of the Shangjing Survivor Alliance walked out of the Pan-Asia Building one after another, arrived at the entrance of Ping'an Street by car, and took the elevator to climb the giant tower. Arriving at a radio station, Ding Liwei took the walkie-talkie from an officer's hand, looked at the airship in the sky, and cleared his throat.

"I, Ding Liwei, am the representative of the Shangjing City Survivors Alliance and the leader of the Shangjing City Second Militia Regiment. On behalf of all the survivors in Shangjing City, I would like to thank you for coming."

The radio station was silent for a long time.

After a series of electric noise, Jiang Chen's voice soon sounded on the other end of the intercom.

"Jiang Chen, Marshal of the NAC. I'll spare you the polite words and make room for our people."

There was no hint of inquiry.

In other words, without mercy.

Carrying ten transport airships, the descending order flew over Ping An Street, and its shadow enveloped the entire survivor colony. The survivors stopped and looked up at the sky, staring at the huge thing passing overhead, not even daring to take a breath.

Stopping outside the northern wall of Ping An Street, the Order lowered the belly pod.

A platform filled with supply boxes was tied to four graphene cables and slowly landed on the ground. Immediately afterwards, the soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons hooked the hook locks on the graphene cables and quickly rappelled to the ground one after another.

In less than a minute, Order deployed two hundred engineers on the ground.

"Don't these savages know how to clean the door of their homes?" Looking at the zombies wandering on the street and the predator crawling behind the half-collapsed apartment building, Li Wang stepped on it with one foot. The guardrail next to the deck grinned.

"For the sake of our allies, let's give them a little help." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Yes!" Li Wang took back his boots on the guardrail and stood at attention to salute.

Smelling the breath of the living, the zombies started to gather under the Order airship with staggering steps. Just when the defenders on Ping'an Street were hesitating to open the door and send people out to bring their allies back, the order above them moved.

Two quad-mounted anti-aircraft machine guns turned their muzzles and aimed at the gathering corpses from a distance. Without the slightest warning, the two machine guns spit out tongues of flame half a meter long in an instant.

"Woo——"

Just a short whine was heard, and rubble from the explosion was thrown up from the entire street.

The rain of bullets tilted from top to bottom, tearing apart the gathered corpses without any suspense. The aliens crawling in the shadows, after seeing such terrifying firepower, all restrained the fierce light in their pupils, and Fleeing away with its tail.

The NAC soldiers set up their rifles and fired two shots sporadically into the dusty streets, killing the zombies who managed to escape.

Standing on the deck of the Order and overlooking this scene, Jiang Chen's lips curled into a smile.

"Tell me, can you see here from Badaling?"

Li Wang, who was standing next to Jiang Chen, rubbed the stubble on his chin and grinned. "It's only over 50 kilometers from the Second Ring Road to Badaling. We're flying in the sky. It's strange that they can't see us."

"Haha, I don't know what I will think after seeing our steel airship."

Li Wang chuckled and said, "What else can you think about? Maybe he just came from somewhere with his tail between his legs and went away."

"That's hard to say." (To be continued.)