Chapter 1,403 Who Is the Invader?

The distance of five hundred meters is only a blink of an eye for the power armor that unfolds its sliding wheels.

The vortex engine sprayed out a faint blue arc, streaking like a meteor on the dilapidated road. The moment he rushed into the shopping mall building, Jiang Chen put away the sliding wheels, adjusted the direction of the engine injection, and stepped on the He got on the moving escalator and flew directly upstairs.

The Hummingbird drone has locked onto the coordinates of those three people and bit their tails. According to the road signs fed back to the tactical eyepiece, Jiang Chen could clearly see three people escaping towards the escape passage on the third floor.

Jiang Chen reached out and grabbed the guardrail, turned over and stood on the third floor platform.

"Damn it! He's catching up!" Hearing the noise behind him, a soldier cursed and said, regardless of concealment, he took out his rifle and fired at several small drones following him. Unfortunately, the bullets hit nothing and only left a series of bullet holes in the wall.

"We were bitten by drones. It's useless to escape anywhere unless we get rid of those gadgets." Another soldier simply gave up escaping, unfolded a folding bunker at the entrance of the passage, and then set up a light machine gun. Go up, "Either I hold him here, Fake... I've never seen what kind of armor that thing is."

"Pan Asia's X-1 experimental powered armor... is most likely a mass-produced version that has been developed." With a haze in his eyes, Gerald gritted his teeth and said, "You can't hold him back, and we can't outrun the power armor either. Armor can only solve this problem here!"

Seeing that the target was no longer running away, Jiang Chen had a playful smile on his lips and waved his right hand. A drone terminal emerged from the storage space and hit the dusty floor heavily. Accompanied by the sound of air leakage, the aluminum alloy plates on all four sides bounced up, revealing the honeycomb-shaped holes covered underneath.

Hummingbird drones came out one after another, forming a dense attack formation in the air, almost covering the entire wide space.

Different from the hummingbird that followed the three people before, what was hung under the chassis was not a heat-tracking camera, but a series of black muzzles...

"What is he waiting for?"

"Perhaps he's waiting for reinforcements..." The corner of Gerald's mouth gradually turned into a hint of sarcasm, and there was a fierce look in his eyes as he stared at the end of the corridor, "Our fighter jets are already on the way, so let him continue to wait. ——”

Only halfway through speaking, the originally calm expression on Gerald's face was gradually replaced by horror and disbelief.

I don’t know when it started, but dense drones filled the space outside the window like dark clouds.

The black holes in the muzzle and the red dots under the muzzle have blocked all their escape routes.

Gerald had no doubt that as long as the NAC people had this idea, he would be beaten into pieces in the next second.

Resistance has lost its meaning.

Swallowing, he placed the gun on the ground.

Facing his comrades who looked at him in surprise, Gerard secretly glanced at the two of them, then slowly raised his hands above his head and stood out from the bunker.

"I surrender."

Surrender is only a temporary measure.

Their plane will arrive at the battlefield from the "fleet" in half a minute. By then, crushing this powered armor will be as easy as crushing a mosquito.

Understanding this meaning from the officer's eyes, the other two soldiers looked at each other, put down their weapons, raised their hands above their heads and walked out of the bunker.

As if recognizing their surrender, footsteps were heard from the other end of the corridor.

Seeing the powered armor, Gerald's pupils shrank slightly.

If he was just skeptical at the beginning, now he is 100% convinced that this is the legendary X-1 power armor, and it has been completed to the final design by NAC designers.

"Are you the little mouse hiding behind and making trouble?" Looking at the three people raising their hands above their heads, Jiang Chen grinned, set the drone to surround the three people, and put the rifle on his shoulder. Then he raised his chin to Gerald, “What’s your name.”

"Gerald," Gerald's eyes moved, "Did you plant the bomb on Gris?"

"That's right," Jiang Chen smiled faintly, "The bottle cap inside is real, but the back is stuffed with explosives. This thing seems to be called a bottle cap bomb. Speaking of which, I learned it from those mercenaries. .”

Not long after Gris entered the cinema, he estimated the time and pressed the button. But what he didn't expect was that these people were actually wearing exoskeletons. This "human-meat bomb" only killed Gris himself, leaving no one else injured. The lethality was simply speechless.

Having said this, Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then looked at Gerald, and then said, "Judging from your equipment, you should not belong to any force on the west coast. I am very curious as to how we provoked you."

"Your existence is a hidden danger," Gerald stared at Jiang Chen with a gloomy face and said word by word, "It doesn't matter whoever rules this west coast. We will eventually correct their mistakes and bring them The right path. And you, in our eyes, are a group of invaders!"

"Invaders? In other words, are you loyal to NATO? Or a certain force affiliated with NATO?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "But speaking of invaders, if I remember correctly, this You should have started this war first."

Whether it is those abandoned pre-war newspapers or the virtual reality program in the 005 shelter, they clearly depict the day when World War III broke out. The naval battle between the Bohai and the Obama in the East China Sea pushed the conflict between the two sides directly to the edge of irreconcilability. The subsequent shield-shattering attack on Wanghai City by the Staff of God and the landing of orbital airborne troops fully demonstrated the fact that Pan-Asian Cooperation is on the defensive side.

But there is no point in discussing these now. The war has been over for more than twenty years, and the World Government has been gone for more than ten years. Bathed in the afterglow of this radioactive fallout, no matter who stands up and claims to be orthodox, it will be pale and meaningless.

"It was you who first used bloody methods to suppress the uprising in Singapore." As Jiang Chen expected, Gerald immediately retorted, "We have clearly warned you, but you turned a deaf ear to our warning."

"Okay, I'm not here to listen to your nonsense." Jiang Chen said impatiently and pointed the gun at Gerald, "Now, turn around and go downstairs through the safe passage behind you. I probably only need one or two prisoners, and if anyone looks around or plays tricks, I'll shoot them."

Seeing that Jiang Chen was not going to argue with him, Gerald couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He said so much just to delay time, but the man in front of him was obviously not interested in what he said at all, which made him feel frustrated that his strength was useless.

"You go to the back." Jiang Chen poked Gerald's back with his gun and looked at the other two soldiers, "You go to the front -"

At this moment, there was a roar that ripped through the air outside the window.

Roaring bullets swept across like raindrops, tearing the drone outside the window into pieces.

The fighter jet has a streamlined fuselage, with its movable tail flipped flexibly, and its engine with flashing flames facing downwards. At the same time, the wings on both sides of the fuselage changed shape, directly cutting out a fixed-wing attitude for horizontal flight, and hovering steadily at the window on the third floor of the shopping mall.

After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Chen looked out the window.

Looking at the dark cannon, his pupils shrank slightly...