Chapter 1,423 Armored Rider Face

The angry shouts echoed in the open space, and his response was the gunfire that passed through the crowd.

Several slaves were shot and fell to the ground, lying in a pool of blood. But more slaves stood up, picked up bricks, steel pipes, and steel bars and rushed towards the soldiers closest to them.

"for freedom!"

"Fight them!"

"Ahhh!"

Riots began.

The slave who took the rifle from the USN soldier followed Wang Fucheng's example and hid behind the bunker to fight back at the remaining USN soldiers.

Standing a little further away, Jeff pulled the trigger to the bottom and fired at the crowd. Many people were shot several times and fell to the ground, but more people rushed forward.

Thirty rounds of bullets were empty, and he hurriedly reached for his waist and took out the magazine. Just when he was about to put on the clothes, slaves carrying steel bars and stones rushed to him. Even though he can fight ten with one in his exoskeleton, no matter how strong he is, he can't withstand a large number of people.

Several gun butts were thrown over, and blood flew everywhere. At least five slaves' heads were smashed, but soon his neck was hooked by the person behind him. Just as he was trying to break free, a black-faced man The South American screamed strangely and swung the steel pipe, hitting him hard on the head.

The steel bars were bent and the eyepiece on his helmet was shattered across his face.

With a scream, his forehead was hit by the steel bar, and he fell straight into the arms of the person behind him.

Before losing consciousness, he used his last vision to see Herbert, who was standing a little further away, about to rush over to save him, but before he got halfway, several bullets hit his chest. The last shot hit him directly in the skull, knocking him to the ground.

Not far away, a soldier climbed onto the SUV and hurriedly reached for the heavy machine gun on the roof. However, as soon as his hand touched the handle, his heels were grabbed by several muscular men, and they hit him with sticks.

The roar of shouting and killing resounded at the entrance to the port area, and the scene became a mess.

Five hundred slaves rioted, at least fifty were killed on the spot, and countless others were injured.

The price paid was heavy, but the victory achieved was astonishing.

Under the leadership of Wang Fucheng, twelve USN soldiers were killed on the spot. The soldier with the rank of captain engraved on his arm was pierced through the chest with a steel bar by the angry survivors and hung at the entrance of the port area.

Amid cheers of victory, Order's airship slowly floated from the sky.

When they saw the flag flying on the airship clearly, the Chinese survivors burst into enthusiastic cheers, took off their shirts, and waved them above their heads like a flag. The South American survivors looked at the Order with a hint of fear in their eyes.

This was the first time they had seen a steel airship that could float in the sky.

The muzzle of the gun in his hand was slowly lowered, and Wang Fucheng placed one foot on Jeff's chest, looking up at the majestic steel airship with reverence. Looking at the lowered pods and the Jagdtiger II parked on the pod, I couldn't help but murmur to myself.

"Expeditionary Force! I read that right, it is indeed our expeditionary force! The Marshal did not abandon us!"

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When slaves rioted at the port entrance, the USN concentration camp in Panama also fell into a serious crisis.

The stalkers who infiltrated the concentration camp immediately split into two groups after paralyzing the base radar station. One group of people went to the airport, while the other group sneaked into the concentration camp next to the military base and successfully instigated an uprising among the Chinese survivors.

A Ripper rifle and bundles of magazines were distributed to every survivor determined to resist. Taking advantage of the USN's logistics company distributing nutritional mixture to the slaves in the concentration camp, the stalkers lurking in the concentration camp , seize the right opportunity to take action.

The explosives planted at the door directly blew up the truck of the logistics company. The soldiers standing on the guard tower were at a loss when a few bullets hit their chests and knocked them off the guard tower.

For a moment, gunshots resounded throughout the concentration camp.

The wave of uprising soon spread from several cells in the corner of the concentration camp,

Spread to most of the military base.

In order to suppress these rebels, the base commander had to isolate the entire south side of the base and urgently dispatched the power armor companies and even armored vehicles deployed in the base. However, what surprised all the soldiers was that this group of insurgents not only had light weapons such as rifles and pistols, but also large-scale weapons such as rocket launchers and grenade launchers.

The flames of the explosion flickered in every corner of the base. Although these well-trained soldiers had the upper hand in tactics and equipment, the numerical gap between the two sides directly erased this advantage.

A rocket flew over and hit the power module directly. The armored vehicle that was blocking the intersection and venting its firepower instantly turned into a ball of burning scrap metal. The soldiers who were originally crouching around ran around desperately. Not long after, the nuclear fusion core of the armored vehicle exploded, and the shock wave of the explosion almost destroyed the concrete sentry tower next to it.

"Fake, where did these yellow-skinned monkeys get their weapons from?"

Holding the trigger tightly, Captain Nance freed his left hand and gestured to his teammates behind him, instructing them to outflank him from the side. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that a black shadow enveloped the entire area.

Subconsciously he raised his head, and when he saw the majestic steel airship, he froze there.

The vortex engines lit up blue arcs in the sky, and the cold power armors airborne towards the USN military base like raindrops.

The anti-aircraft guns all pointed to the sky, unleashing ferocious firepower on the behemoth that suddenly emerged from the clouds. The orange-yellow gunfire weaved a sparse net in the air, but after hitting the spread nitrogen shield, it only opened up circles of milky white ripples in vain.

The rifle in his hand was slowly lowered, and was put down together with the last bit of courage to resist in Captain Nance's heart.

Explosions came from all directions, nearly paralyzing his eardrums. Looking at the sky rendered by weapons, his chapped lips opened and closed, muttering the same sentence repeatedly.

"This is impossible……"

This is impossible!

This is the voice of every USN soldier who is still fighting.

Although the news of the sinking of the USS Obama reached here two days ago, it was strictly sealed in the headquarters by the senior officers of the base. They couldn't believe that this airship was able to break through the air blockade of the F-79 and fly here from California...

This must be a dream!

What a nightmare!

Not long after, the last bit of anti-aircraft firepower was "shut down" by the stalkers who had infiltrated the military base.

As for the fourteen F-79s that escaped the shipwreck, they didn't even have a chance to take off. Before the uprising began, they had been paralyzed at close range by the hunters with the virus written by Lilith.

The Stars and Stripes hanging on the roof of the headquarters burned in blazing flames.

When it burned out, the NAC power armor that rushed into the headquarters building happened to break through the USN's defense and planted the NAC flag on the roof of the headquarters building.

Standing on the deck of the Order, Li Wang looked at the military base dotted with firelight from a distance. The corners of his tightened mouth finally evoked a smile of victory.

The flag of the new Pan-Asian cooperation was raised, and the last remaining resistance of the USN was extinguished.

Raising their rifles above their heads, the freed slaves cheered the name of the marshal and this great victory...