Chapter 1,193 I Ask You Again, Give Way?

The south gate of Ping'an Street is now brightly lit. Sound of nature

After unloading the power armor soldiers, the four YZ-51s immediately transformed into gunships, using their tail heavy machine guns to shoot at dangerous species such as Roshan and Throwers, and circled around the edge of the battlefield.

On the other side of the battlefield, NAC's armored troops suddenly rushed out, knocking away the zombies and flattening them under the tracks of the Hunter Tiger II. The Raider infantry vehicle followed closely behind, firing at the corpse group with its vehicle-mounted machine gun, cutting the surging corpse group in half.

On the other side, after entering Ping An Street from the north gate, Han Junhua immediately took over the command of the defense area, led the NAC soldiers to climb the protective wall, and took over the control of the second line of defense from the exhausted Ping An Street defenders. right.

Immediately afterwards, she sent engineering robots into the construction site behind the second line of defense, took over from the builders of Ping An Street, and took over the third line of defense, which was less than 50% complete.

When it comes to dealing with the zombie tide, the survivors in Wanghai City can be said to be experts.

Zombies and alien species in Shangjing City are concentrated in the subway, unlike Wanghai City, which has the city center as a dot and radiates around. If the difficulty of the game for the survivors in Shangjing City was easy at the beginning, then what the survivors in Wanghai City experienced was undoubtedly a hellish start.

Of the five thousand expeditionary troops, four thousand soldiers have entered Ping An Street, forming a sharp contrast with the Ping An Street defenders who suffered heavy casualties. Whether in terms of quality or quantity, nac has an absolute advantage.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that after tonight, the owner of the Pan-Asia Building will have to be replaced.

At this moment, underneath the Pan-Asia Building.

A dozen soldiers of the Second Militia Regiment wearing Pan-Asian Civil Defense uniforms stood at the door with loaded weapons and ammunition, blocking all those who tried to enter the building.

Among them are survivors who want to leave the city, businessmen and factory owners who want to ask for explanations from the Survivor Alliance, and even their own people who want to report the situation to their superiors.

"Where is Captain Ding? What are they doing! Why haven't they been seen from the beginning to now?"

"The south gate can no longer be defended! Open the north gate and let our people out!"

"Get your soldiers out of my factory! You bandits!"

"Calm down, calm down, we are also anxious," the mayor of Ping An Street said with a wry smile while standing next to the soldiers, trying to calm down the survivors, but it did not have any effect.

He was also secretly anxious in his heart,

Captain Ding and Manager Fang both disappeared at this time. Is it true that all the senior leaders of the Shangjing Survivor Alliance escaped from the tunnel as the rumors said?

At this moment, a group of power armor soldiers pushed through the bustling crowd and walked to the front of the group of militiamen.

Upon seeing this, the soldier on duty immediately stepped forward and raised his right hand.

"Please stop, the Survivor Alliance is in front of the main meeting place, and there are a lot of people waiting -"

"Get out of the way." Jiang Chen said calmly without even looking at him.

At this moment, several trucks drove into the small square in front of the Pan-Asia Building, and soldiers with loaded ammunition jumped out of the trucks.

Looking at the dozens of well-equipped soldiers and the powered armor in front of them, the first militiaman at the door suddenly felt his scalp numb. The mayor took two steps forward, with a smile on his face and wanted to say something nice. However, seeing Jiang Chen's attitude that he didn't even bother to open his mask, he had to turn his eyes for help to Song Chenyu who was standing behind Jiang Chen.

Song Chenyu looked aside, pretending not to notice the mayor's gaze.

"Mr. Jiang, if we remember correctly... we are allies, right?" The militia captain in charge of guarding the gate bravely walked to the front of the team and said to Jiang Chen.

"Allies?" Jiang Chen smiled, "If Manager Wan can explain to me what happened to those assassins who attacked me, we might as well discuss the issue of allies then."

The militia captain felt his heart pounding, and cold sweat suddenly broke out.

Send an assassin to the NAC's marshal? What on earth does that guy Wan Peng want to do? !

"Um...did we have some misunderstanding?" The mayor said with a smile, "I don't think Manager Wan is such a ignorant person, how could he do such a thing?"

"Misunderstanding?" Jiang Chen clicked on the holographic screen and pushed it in front of the mayor, "Do you know me?"

On the screen is a video.

The ten men in black who were shot dead by Jiang Chen's personal guards are clearly in this video.

Cold sweat kept falling from the mayor's forehead. His thoughts were spinning rapidly. He was about to explain something to Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen obviously no longer wanted to listen to his explanation.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know him. I'll find out when I ask Manager Wan in person."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen made a gesture to the soldiers behind him.

The sound of a rifle being loaded made the militiamen and survivors present change their expressions. The survivors who were still watching the excitement began to retreat one after another. But the dozen or so militiamen blocking Jiang Chen's front looked at their captain with cold sweats.

There is no doubt that if a fight really breaks out, it will only take a matter of minutes for the NAC to step over their bodies.

Looking at the militia captain with a stiff expression, Jiang Chen smiled.

"I ask you again, give way?"

Although the tone was of discussion, the triangular barrel that had begun to rotate did not leave any room for negotiation.

…

The last unit loyal to the Shangjing Survivor Alliance also chose to surrender honorably.

To be precise, this should actually be considered the penultimate one. There is another unit, the ace in the hands of Commander Ding - the Powered Armor Company, which is still loyal to their commander.

There are a total of one hundred P-series police power armors. After more than twenty years of continuous modification in the last days, their combat effectiveness is not inferior to the T-series power armor independently developed by the Sixth District. It's just that now this army, like their leader, has no idea where they have gone.

After taking control of the Pan-Asia Building, NAC sent two hundred soldiers into the building. However, they searched the entire building but could not find the whereabouts of the senior officials of the Shangjing Survivor Alliance.

Walking in front of Jiang Chen, Lu Fan stood at attention, performed a military salute, and said with a solemn expression.

"Report, no trace of Ding Liwei, Wan Peng and others found."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

nobody?

Can this person still fly?

"Have you searched every floor?" Jiang Chen asked.

"We have searched, even the water tank on the roof of the building." Lu Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Now the entire administrative staff of Ping'an Street is under our control. However, so far, we have not asked any questions. What valuable information is coming?"

"It would be nice if I could use truth serum."

Of course, Jiang Chen just wanted to think about it.

In this world, unless they are refugees in slums, most survivors will be injected with genetic medicines. Even the most inferior E-level genetic medicines can become resistant to truth serum after strengthening the activity of neuronal cells.

But then again, if the top leaders of the Shangjing Survivor Alliance really escaped or hid, how would they let these ordinary people know their whereabouts? Even if everyone honestly spit out the information they know, they probably won't be able to find where Ding Liwei, Wan Peng and others have gone.

what can we do about it?

Jiang Chen frowned.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the camera on the wall.

A smile appeared on his lips, and he already had an idea.