Chapter 1,190 The Price of Reinforcements

Woo——!

Over Dongcheng Hospital, two Aurora-20s passed by each other in the sky. Sound of nature

The 20mm cannon is like two hoes, plowing the entire concrete street. Then two incendiary bombs were thrown from the air and exploded over the corpses, engulfing the mess on the ground in a sea of ​​fire.

Staring at the blazing fire in stunned silence, Wendi Liu remained silent for a long time.

Just ten minutes ago, when the corpses poured into the hospital, he thought he was dead.

But now, he finally understood what Jiang Chen meant when he told him that he didn't need his help.

Standing next to him, the expressions on the faces of the four caravan guards couldn't help but be the same as his. Originally, they had prepared for the worst-case scenario of a close encounter with the zombies, but now it seemed that this concern was completely unnecessary.

The flames gradually extinguished, and while the fighter jets were returning to resupply, the tide of corpses that had been stopped by the flames swarmed up again.

A dozen newly deployed power armors stood on the protective wall, and the triangular barrels spit out raging tongues of fire, creating a dense network of firepower on the messy streets. The remaining soldiers also set up light machine guns and fired at the corpses at the street entrance.

Rows of zombies fell down like wheat, and batches of zombies were added one after another.

"squeak--!"

It made a shrill scream.

With a huge belly, the zombie stopped its staggering steps, pulled out a bunch of grinning zombie larvae from underneath itself, rounded its skinny arms, and threw them fiercely at the bunker at the entrance of Dongcheng Hospital.

Snapped--!

The zombie larvae exploded suddenly, and the corrosive venom emitted white smoke on the concrete, accompanied by bursts of pungent smell, but it did not harm the personal guards behind the bunker.

Just when the thrower was about to throw the second baby bomb, a string of blood flowers exploded from its head, and it fell backwards hard under the inertia.

With his left foot on the protective wall, Zhao Qiuran shook his hair, pulled the bolt, moved the muzzle, and continued to aim at the next target.

Although the fighting situation inside and outside the courtyard wall was tense, it was not serious.

Not to mention the powered armor standing on the protective wall,

On the Order, which is more than 200 kilometers away, the electromagnetic gun has been loaded and can be fired at any time in case of any eventuality. Two Aurora-20s were covering the air, dropping two incendiary bombs from time to time to clear the area.

Under such circumstances, it is almost impossible for zombies to break through NAC's defense line.

What's more, most of the zombies are attracted towards Ping'an Street a few kilometers away.

At the rear of the battlefield, engineers set up simple barracks here.

In the barracks, Jiang Chen was looking at the holographic map and carefully considering the two subway lines.

Although it has been determined that the entrance of Line 0 is on Line 27 or Line 2, the length of these two subway lines is not small, and where the entrance is is still a mystery. The mysterious seller only auctioned the ID card as the key at the auction, but did not auction it together with the "treasure map".

Just when Jiang Chen was lost in thought looking at the lines, a NAC officer walked into the barracks, stood next to Jiang Chen, and gave a neat military salute.

"marshal."

"What's up?"

Jiang Chen looked away from the holographic map, looked at the officer and asked.

"The Ping An Street Frontline Command sent us a distress signal across the Survivor Alliance Council. It seems that their defense line can no longer hold on." Military Officers reported.

"Crossing the Survivor Alliance Council to ask for help?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly, "What was the reaction of the people in the Council?"

"There was no response," the officer shook his head. "According to reliable information, after the collapse of the giant wall, the senior leaders of the Shangjing Survivor Alliance, headed by Ding Liwei and Wan Peng, disappeared collectively, and even members of the Second Militia Regiment disappeared with them. Powered Armor Company.”

"Disappeared?"

Jiang Chen immediately turned his head and returned his gaze to the holographic map.

When his eyes stopped on Line 27 passing under the Pan-Asia Building, his pupils shrank slightly.

He reached out and tapped on the holographic screen, switching to the contact list. After selecting Li Wang, Jiang Chen put his hand on the headset and said in a deep voice.

"The situation has changed. Immediately send reinforcements to the south gate of Ping'an Street."

"Also, I need a helicopter and a set of power armor."

After hanging up the communication, Jiang Chen looked at the officer.

"You said that the defenders of Ping An Street crossed the Survivor Alliance Council to ask for help from us?"

"Yes." The officer nodded.

"I want to get in touch with their frontline commander now to see if there is any good way."

…

The fire gradually died down.

Most of the mountains of corpses were burned away, and the remaining ashes and carbon residue turned into dust in the cold evening wind.

The zombies, who were daunted by the flames, took another step and surged towards the wall.

Zombies kept falling down, and zombies stepped on the backs of those in front of them, stretching their arms towards the soldiers on the protective wall, scratching randomly.

"ah!!!"

Holding the rifle and pointing it at the zombies under the protective wall, the soldier squeezed the trigger desperately. But a skinny arm grabbed the barrel of the gun, and he was caught off guard and pulled off the protective wall with the gun. That layer of chemical protective clothing was like paper in front of the zombie's claws, and the man who fell soon died.

Zombie larvae flew towards the protective walls and sentry towers one after another, exploding on the walls, the ground, and next to people. From time to time, people fell down in the highly corrosive acid.

There are more than 2,000 defenders, plus more than 2,000 reinforcements from militia groups, Sunday clubs and other survivor forces.

However, now, there are only less than 2,000 people left in total.

In order to fill the gap in the half-kilometer defense line, Song Chenyu has mobilized the survivors of Ping An Street for the third time, promised mercenaries and hunters heavy rewards, and mobilized them to carry weapons and climb the city wall. As for the NAC 10 million he just paid Song Chenyu no longer cares about whether Yajing's Survivor Alliance still has money to pay those people.

If the current difficulties cannot be overcome, the entire Ping An Street will become history.

However, Song Chenyu desperately discovered that even if the mercenaries and hunters joined the battle, they were still of little help to the situation at hand.

A very serious problem was placed in front of him.

Ammunition reserves are running low.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the silent night sky.

Many people looked up and immediately shouted in surprise.

"Look! It's a plane!"

A pair of desperate eyes gradually turned into joy after the disaster. Morale, which had hit rock bottom, returned to high levels. Fear was swept away from everyone's heart, and the mercenaries and hunters who had originally thought of retreating also regained their courage and unleashed their firepower on the corpses.

Song Chenyu looked at the sky, his face filled with disbelief.

Originally, when the messenger explained to him that the agreement reached between the senior leaders of the Survivor Alliance and NAC only applied to the United States, he had no hope.

Unexpectedly, NAC actually sent reinforcements? !

In his excitement, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

At this moment, the communication request tone sounded from his headset.

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, Song Chenyu pressed the connect button.

"Hello?"

"I am NAC Marshal Jiang Chen. If I guess correctly, you should have seen reinforcements by now."

Song Chenyu said hurriedly, "Thank you! Thank you so much! On behalf of all the survivors of Ping'an Street——"

"There's no need to say thank you. You know that thing means nothing to us," Jiang Chen stopped him and continued, "Our people can help you solve all the troubles you have now and even in the future. But you know, this is Reinforcements outside the contract, and there is no free lunch in the world. We only promised to help you deal with it, but we did not promise to deal with the zombies for you."

Song Chenyu swallowed, and he faintly sensed something was wrong.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked aside and whispered.

"The Shangjing City Alliance Council is not here right now, so I can't make a decision——"

"No, you didn't understand what I meant," Jiang Chen shook his head, "I'm not asking for the opinion of the Shangjing Survivor Alliance, but the opinion of you and all your soldiers."

"Join us, this is your only condition for receiving reinforcements."

Jiang Chen said unabashedly. (To be continued.)