Chapter 1,209 Melee

Da da da--!

The bullet flew past Ding Liwei's scalp, and cold sweat slid across his forehead. TXT.

Is this the strength of the border guards?

Looking at the power armor, which was not in the same weight class as the P series, and the twelve KV-9 tanks that poured out firepower with their main guns and coaxial machine guns, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

His failure was neither due to tactics nor courage, but simply to equipment.

Next to him, a powered armor flew upside down, crashed into the concrete wall, and crashed into the building behind him. Half of the anti-tank rockets have been fired, but the results achieved are very few.

The KV-9's armor is indeed said to be strong enough to withstand electromagnetic cannons!

The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia Regiment blasted away one after another, but only two tanks were completely scrapped on the roadside. Except for one tank whose front armor was blasted with two large holes, the remaining ten tanks, although they looked a little more embarrassed, still fought as if they were not injured.

However, what troubles Ding Liwei the most is not these tanks, but those Su-5 powered armors!

The power armor of these idiots was as tough as their tanks. He didn't even know if the rifle in his hand would have any effect if hit on it. Fortunately, the quantity finally gave them a slight advantage, and ten Su-5s have been scrapped.

But the price they paid was three times that number...

A 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded behind him, and cement fragments hit the rear armor with a clang. Ding Liwei immediately lowered his head and clung to the thick bunker, cursing in his mouth.

"What a fool... these bears from Siberia! What a fool!"

Looking at the red crosses that appeared one after another on the command interface, his eyes flashed with a ferocious light.

First they fell into Jiang Chen's hands, and now they bumped into a tank. His Second Militia Regiment seemed to be caught between two major forces. They were punched on the left cheek, and then another on the right cheek. It's a punch.

Teeth clenched.

Ding Liwei stared at the tank that was firing with a coaxial machine gun, his fist almost deforming the grip of the rifle.

Could it be that God is going to destroy our second militia group?

His chest was filled with hatred.

He is not willing to give in!

It is clear that the legacy of pan-Asian cooperation is right in front of him, and it is just a little short of being in his hands!

"Damn it!" He cursed several times and slammed his fist on the ground, bringing up showers of cement fragments.

At least……

At least keep these savages here for now!

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, he switched the communication screen and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Wan Peng, what the hell are you waiting for! If you don't need that thing anymore, are you waiting to take it to the coffin?"

It was quiet in my ears, the communication channel was silent for a long time, and there was no response at all.

"Wanpeng?"

Ding Liwei's expression suddenly changed.

There was no response from the other end of the communication screen.

A terrible thought came to his mind...

This guy slipped away!

"*** Wanpeng! I——"

Ding Liwei was about to curse, but his pupils dilated in fear. Before the curse could be fully uttered, it was cut off by a loud explosion. The whole person, together with the bunker in front of him, was swallowed up in the exploding fire...

…

The battle that lasted for more than an hour finally came to an end.

The anti-tank rockets were almost exhausted, and the Second Militia Regiment had completely lost its means of fighting tanks.

Accompanied by power armor, KV-9 began to advance forward, using coaxial machine guns and artillery to suppress the Second Militia Regiment, which had lost its countermeasures.

In the end, with the death of Captain Ding Liwei, the defense line composed of P-series police power armor finally began to collapse. At this point, the Shangjing Survivor Alliance has exhausted its last bit of vitality and has completely withdrawn from the stage of history from this moment on.

The battle on Metro Line 0 has been decided, but the battle on Line 27 is still in a fierce stalemate.

In order to compete for control of the special passage subway station, both sides used their 120 points to pour firepower on the enemy's front.

"Attack! Attack! Attack!"

Sitting in the KV-9 tank, Sedov stared coldly at the holographic screen, his eagle-like eyes fixed on the NAC's defense line, roaring and bloody at the clone soldiers who were launching a suicidal charge like locusts. Wei'er's roar.

With every roar of attack, a group of clones fell.

These clones have no sense of pain, no emotions, and do not know what death is. From the moment they are produced, they exist as cannon fodder for the Soviet Union.

They don't even need to undergo professional military training. All they need to do is charge towards the local defense line, charge, and then charge! Many people were not even issued a rifle in their hands. Their rifles and magazines were on the bodies of dead friendly soldiers, or in the hands of the enemy, or just the dagger in their waist.

He picked up his comrade's rifle from the ground and bit into the enemy's defense line like a mad dog. Most of the clone soldiers didn't even have time to empty a magazine before they were beaten to pieces by the incoming bullets. However, before they fall, they can often bring a lot of trouble to NAC.

The battle continued to rage, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

At this moment, Sedov noticed that a group of soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons joined the battle line from the rear of the NAC.

They didn't have guns in their hands, and they carried basket-like frames on their backs, which contained grenade-like things. Immediately afterwards, Sedov, who was sitting in the tank, saw these people take out the grenades from the frame, and with the help of the mechanical exoskeleton, they threw them fiercely at the tank guarding the concrete wall. .

Seeing this scene, Sedov's lips twisted into a sneer.

He knew what they wanted to do.

It is nothing more than trying to take advantage of the anti-human heat dissipation design of the KV-9 and use incendiary bombs to turn the tank into an oven.

Obviously, behind this person, most of them are commanded by Pan-Asian cooperation officers, and they are also the kind with rich actual combat experience.

He also had to admit that in a sense, this thing was even more effective than an anti-tank rocket, especially in such a narrow terrain. It not only threatened the crew and engine of the KV-9, but also effectively suppressed the clones. naval tactics.

However--

"The fire company is ready, take out the fire extinguisher." Seeing the tank next to the concrete wall burst into flames, Sedov picked up the walkie-talkie, stared at the flames burning on the tank, and sneered, "Spray it!"

"receive!"

A team of twenty engineers carrying iron cans came forward and aimed their nozzles at the burning tank. The mist-like powder drifted over and quickly extinguished the flames on the tank.

Seeing this scene, Sedov's eyes flashed with sarcasm.

How could they not know the weaknesses of the KV-9 tank? Not to mention fire extinguishers, the border guards of Uelian even made their own reactive armor for fire extinguishing, specifically to deal with street fighting situations that are inconvenient for engineers to dispatch.

Isn’t it too arrogant to want to deal with the Soviet steel torrent with just a few incendiary bombs?

Just as Sedov was laughing at the weakness of the Pan-Asian Cooperation Officer in his heart, there were faint earthquake-like tremors in the tunnel behind.

This violent tremor lasted for a full minute, and then there was no more movement.

After opening the lid on the top of the tank, Sedov stood up from the tank and frowned as he looked at the dark tunnel behind him.

"what happened……"

For some reason, he felt something bad from this violent shaking.

As if to confirm his premonition, an anxious report came from his ears.

"Report! Traces of a nuclear explosion were observed at Fuxing Station on Line 27. A large-scale collapse occurred in the nearby subway section. Zombies active on the surface are influxing in large numbers... Damn it! It's the Night Stalker! Ahhhhh——"

There was a brief busy tone in the communication, and the roar of machine guns could be heard in the distance.

"Stabilize your formation and fire back!"

"Ahhh!"

Hearing that there was a fire in the backyard, Sedov's face suddenly changed from green to white, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"How can it be!"

Nuclear explosion! ?

Could it be the explosion just now? !

He suddenly realized that if the corpses were pouring in from Line 27, wouldn't it be that he who was currently fighting with NAC...