Chapter 1,183 The Collapsed Giant Wall
The rumble of the building collapsing could be heard, and the brown floor-to-ceiling windows trembling slightly more than ten kilometers away.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the rising dust more than ten kilometers away, Wan Peng was speechless for a long time.
After a long time, he sighed softly.
"Is that NAC's electromagnetic gun?"
Just one shot can have such power.
I'm afraid that the city wall of Ping'an Street won't be able to withstand a few rounds in front of that giant cannon.
While mourning for the unlucky guy who offended NAC, Wan Peng took out the walkie-talkie from the drawer and called his assistant up.
Soon, the office door opened.
The woman in a black suit walked to Wan Peng's desk, bowed slightly and said respectfully.
"Manager Wan, are you looking for me?"
Looking at the assistant lady, Wan Peng asked.
"Is there any news from the man in black?"
The men in black are a special force that he secretly cultivated ten years ago. They are independent of the Sunday Club and are directly loyal to him, Wan Peng himself.
In the beginning, the purpose of this force's existence was just to search for pre-war facilities for him and deal with certain problems that were inconvenient to be entrusted to mercenaries and loners. Later, after the Shangjing City Survivor Alliance was established, no one was allowed to kill within the Third Ring Road, and many shady activities were transferred from the public to the secret. This special force was used by him as a half-killer and half-intelligence organization. .
Black suits, optical invisibility, carbon nano body armor, and a PK2000 Pan-Asian cooperation standard rifle. There are only dozens of people, but they can rival the combat effectiveness of hundreds of people. In Shangjing City, even the militiamen had to give him three points, mostly because of this.
Even Ding Liwei, the leader of the militia group, is wary of this trump card in his hand.
"There is no news yet." The assistant lady shook her head and said in a pleasant voice, "If there is any progress, I will notify you as soon as possible."
"Why so slow?" Wan Peng frowned.
If it had been before, they would have stood in front of him and returned to life. How could they be like this now?
Not even a message.
It was the same last time. It is said that they blocked that old Luo in a corner, but someone else still ran away.
Thinking of this, Wan Peng snorted coldly.
This man in black is just a new instructor, and he is becoming more and more useless. He is busy with all kinds of resources all day long, but he has even slacked off in his skills.
"Ask Lu Sen to come see me," Wan Peng said with an unkind expression as he looked at his assistant.
"Yes." The assistant lady quickly lowered her head and said.
Her intuition told her that the manager was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Without stopping any longer, she hurried out the door with the boss's order.
The assistant lady guessed correctly, Wan Peng was indeed not in a good mood at the moment.
But fortunately, his current mood is just not very good.
If he knew that the ten men he sent to recover the ID cards were all dead, and they caused him a lot of trouble before they died, I wonder if he would curse out in anger. .
Soon, the door opened again.
"Boss," Lu Sen walked in with an uneasy look on his face. Lu Sen hesitated and asked tentatively, "Are you looking for me?"
Wan Peng chuckled, leaned back on the chair, and looked at Lu Sen, who looked worried.
"Come and tell me, how the hell do you manage to take care of me all day long?"
Lu Sen was sweating profusely and was too frightened to speak.
"This, this..."
"Last time we arrested that old Luo, you said the equipment was not good. This time we arrested a little-known survivor leader, and even used a carbon nanobody armor with optical invisibility. There is no news yet," Wan Peng laughed. He smiled and raised his legs on the table, "Come and tell me what the situation is."
"Well, boss, they are all communicating silently during the mission. I don't know what the situation is on their side now. I promise you that when they come back, I will report to you as soon as possible."
"Report? Ha!"
Wan Peng raised his eyebrows, the anger in his heart was almost brewing, and he was about to curse.
Suddenly, violent shaking came from the floor.
The water glass on the desk was knocked over, and the steaming boiling water was poured over. As the floor shook violently, Wan Peng subconsciously wanted to hide. Unexpectedly, he leaned over the chair and rolled over.
"Boss, be careful!"
Lu Sen, with quick eyesight and quick hands, took two steps forward and supported the boss.
"Ah! What a fool," Wan Peng grinned and grabbed Lu Sen's arm after being splashed with boiling water on his pants, got up from the ground, and cursed angrily, "What the hell is going on? What kind of airplane are the people downstairs doing?"
The shaking became more intense, like an earthquake with a magnitude of six or seven, and the entire Pan-Asia Building began to shake.
Suddenly, Wan Peng's expression suddenly changed.
It's not the people downstairs who are doing some flying.
The whole Ping'an Street was shaking!
"Could it be?" Wan Peng had a bad feeling in his heart.
earthquake? Totally impossible! Shangjing City is not in the earthquake zone!
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that ten years ago, when he and Ding Liwei conspired to blow up Line 35, a similar thing seemed to have happened...
This time his expression completely changed.
It seemed to confirm his guess.
Directly opposite the window, at the south entrance of Ping'an Street, in the center of the slum, a large area of land arched up by half a meter, and the cement pavement cracked inch by inch, and then suddenly fell back down. A layer of ripples, like a shock wave, swayed outward from the previously arched center and swept away in the direction of the giant wall.
Sweeped by the shock wave, the slums in the slums began to collapse along the direction swept by the shock wave, like a boat standing on the top of the wave.
If only half of the slum collapsed, this would not be enough to make Wan Peng feel distressed.
Those refugees are like weeds, no matter how many they die, it will not be a pity.
What really made Wan Peng start to panic was that standing on the Pan-Asia Building, he could clearly see that when the shock wave spread to the south gate of the giant wall, the entire surface of the south gate collapsed several meters downward. .
One corner of the towering giant wall has sunk in, and slowly collapses outward amid the billowing dust...
The entire southern part of Ping An Street was turned into hell.
At the same time, hundreds of meters deep underground, standing on the turret of the tank, Yegor laughed wildly.
The scars and wrinkles on his face were mixed together and shaking ferociously, highlighting his excitement.
"Hahahaha! So happy! So happy!"
The strong wind roaring along the subway crossing blew on his face, and even though he was several kilometers away, he could still feel the heat in the air.
"General, the radiation index in the subway is rising!" Smirnov poked his head out from the tank next to him, facing the howling wind, and shouted to Yegor, "You'd better get back to the tank as soon as possible!"
To be honest, he was really afraid that his commander's brain would be burned out by the radiation.
Although he also knew that this was impossible, after being injected with nano serum, this level of radiation was nothing at all.
"Haha, good time!"
"Listen to me, tanks of the 1st company!" Without paying any attention to the rising radiation level, Yegor slammed his fist on the turret, facing the strong wind, and shouted into the headset, "The legacy of Pan-Asian cooperation is In front! Press the accelerator to the maximum! Get ready to rush!"
After saying that, Yegor sat back in the tank and closed the top cover.
The rumble of tracks sounded, and under his leadership, a dozen tanks engraved with Soviet emblems rushed forward along the subway line.
It’s just that no one noticed that in the depths of darkness, unknown dangers were brewing... (To be continued.)