Chapter 203 War Has Never Changed

"Fuck! Their firepower is too fierce!" With his back against the bunker, a militiaman in body armor tried to poke his rifle out of the bunker, but was quickly suppressed by the bullets that were staring at him.

"We need backup! Repeat, we need backup!"

Holding the rifle tightly, the soldier curled up behind the concrete wall, roaring at the unresponsive communication equipment.

A soldier leaned out of the bunker desperately, aimed the anti-armor rocket launcher on his shoulder at the infantry vehicle pouring fire, and pulled the trigger.

Dragging a red tail flame, the rocket flew away like an iron fist. However, at a position about ten meters away from the infantry vehicle, the activated nitrogen-reactive armor was quickly blown away, smashing towards a nearby shop like a short-lined kite.

The ensuing strafing tore the soldier out of cover to pieces.

The war broke out too suddenly.

The enemy is not only the Crimson Chamber of Commerce, but even some militia soldiers. They had already been bought by the Crimson Chamber of Commerce in advance, and when the infantry vehicles drove into the inner circle, they responded to the Crimson Chamber of Commerce's rebellion.

A completely asymmetrical war.

Although neither side used heavy firepower, the private soldiers of the ten-member committee were much stronger than the militiamen. Not just in training, but also in equipment. Although there are 400 militiamen standing on the side of the parliament in the inner circle, facing only 150 soldiers of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce, they are still completely suppressed and beaten.

What's more, there are more than 100 militiamen who suddenly jumped back, not to mention that there are 5 infantry vehicles equipped with heavy machine guns on the opposite side.

On the side of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce, even ordinary light infantry are equipped with carbon nano armor and digital helmets that assist aiming. Not to mention those special forces wearing mechanical exoskeletons, and iron bumps in power armor.

Because of their own selfishness, although they have the most advanced munitions production line in the wasteland, the parliament has never made a proposal to update the militia's munitions. Because only when the equipment of the militia is backward, their private soldiers will be "hired". The monthly commissions are a solid income, paid for by taxes, and are a gold mine.

Now, however, they have reaped the consequences.

In terms of equipment, it can compete with the Crimson Chamber of Commerce. It was also the private soldiers of the other nine congressmen. However, because of the exploration plan in the city center, almost all of their power is put in the city center. At this moment, it is also facing the harvest of the armored troops of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce, and it is still unknown how many will survive.

Standing on the top of the Zhao Group Building,

Zhao Chenwu silently looked down at the sporadic bursts of flames in the inner circle.

The firelight began to shrink inward from the edge of the wall. He knew exactly what that meant.

The Crimson Chamber of Commerce had already gained the upper hand, and the 400 militia soldiers on the front line and the improvised 50 personal soldiers of various congressmen were beaten and retreated steadily.

He never imagined that 5 infantry vehicles could drive him to such a desperate situation.

However, this is the fact. In the case that neither side has heavy firepower, the infantry vehicle can be a father.

open the door. It was Su Lei who walked in.

This stern-looking beautiful secretary had already put on a jet-black combat uniform, with a Ripper automatic rifle produced by the Zhao Group's military factory on her waist. Usually she is Zhao Chenwu's secretary, lover and driver, but at critical moments, she will also pick up a gun and act as his bodyguard.

"Boss, the Crimson Chamber of Commerce is approaching our building, please follow me to a safe place." Su Lei said in a deep voice.

"Retreat? Where else can we retreat? The gate has been sealed." Zhao Chenwu smiled miserably.

Chen Wei has lost contact, but presumably he is already dead.

Standing at this height, he certainly couldn't fail to see the mushroom cloud.

nuke.

He almost forgot about that thing.

Speaking of which, that thing should be the cheapest thing.

"The underground shelter of Paradise Island Hotel." Su Lei said.

Hearing this, Zhao Chenwu shook his head.

"I never planned to use that thing. There is no refuge that can hide forever. If the old thing surnamed Cao wins, even if I stay underground for ten years and then come out, the ending will be the same."

He has put too much effort into this, even if he dies, he is not willing to give up these things.

"...I will fight for you to the end." Giving up on convincing the boss, Su Lei sighed, a rare smile appeared on her stern face.

Zhao Chenwu was stunned for a moment, smiled weakly, said nothing, but continued to look downstairs.

The rifle is loaded. Su Lei turned and walked downstairs.

"Aren't you here yet?" He muttered to himself, looking at the electronic watch on the table.

Jiang Chen promised to send reinforcements.

This is his last straw.

The people from the Crimson Chamber of Commerce were approaching, and he could even see through the black bulletproof glass that they were unleashing their firepower on the street. Suppressing the infantry vehicles of the militia. The power armor circled behind the bunker with high mobility, and the rotary machine gun set up on the right hand brutally tore apart the infantry lying on the ground.

Suddenly there was a huge earthquake under the feet, and the bulletproof glass was shaken. Already guessing what happened, he still looked at the touchpad on the desk.

After pressing the power button, the screen in the hall appeared.

At the door are soldiers from the Crimson Chamber of Commerce wearing mechanical exoskeletons. The steel protective door has been blasted open by them with thermite. The group of soldiers with rifles rushed into the building quickly. Engage in a firefight with security guards inside the building.

There wasn't much suspense in the battle. Although the security guards of the Zhao Group had also undergone military training, compared to these professional soldiers, their combat effectiveness was still far behind. What's more, they are only wearing body armor that is no different from the militia, and they are very weak in the face of the attacks of the soldiers of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce.

The first floor was quickly captured.

Zhao Chenwu watched helplessly as a soldier wearing a mechanical exoskeleton took out a pistol and executed a wounded and struggling security guard, then pointed the gun at the camera and pulled the trigger with a grinning smile.

The lens shatters.

The elevator was cut off, and the members of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce fought fiercely with the security guards of the Zhao Group in the safe passage. Cabinets, safes, etc. were thrown into the stairs as obstacles, but it was of no avail to the battle situation.

Su Lei had a strong fighting capacity, and organized the remaining 20 or so security guards together, and fought fiercely with the soldiers of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce in the hall on the 12th floor. Relying on the concrete wall bunker, she stretched out her rifle from time to time to fight back.

But judging from the blood on her shoulder, she couldn't last long.

The security guard took out a blast shield for cover and returned fire with a short-range rifle.

The dome-shaped security robot flashed out of the corner with a rotary machine gun, and the firepower it fired caused a certain degree of casualties to the soldiers of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce who entered the building.

But that's all.

The EMP grenade quickly paralyzed its weapon system, and the ray gun sliced ​​through its metal armor without any suspense, turning it into a pile of scrap iron.

This is not a military factory, but an office building of the Zhao Group.

Under the check and balance of power, no one would have thought that a war would break out here one day.

In the picture, Su Lei is holding the gun steadily, maintaining a shooting posture and fighting and retreating. There were only a few security guards who followed him.

It seems unstoppable.

Sighing, Zhao Chenwu opened the drawer.

Inside was a revolver.

"Is that the end?" he said to himself as he slowly filled the wheel with bullets.

It had been a long time since he had fought on the front lines as a soldier, and it seemed that he had been like this since the moment he became the Council of Ten.

But now, there is no other choice.

The sound of explosions came from under his feet from time to time, but Zhao Chenwu's heart was unprecedentedly peaceful.

Even if the reinforcements arrive, it may be too late.

At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up on the street in front of the building.

The deafening explosion almost made him forget his thinking, and the bulletproof glass was instantly covered with a dense layer of cracks.

That rising mushroom cloud.

"...grass." His lips twitched, and his pupils wavered for a long time before he uttered such a word.

Nuke!

Someone actually detonated a nuclear bomb in the inner circle!

Certainly not from the Crimson Chamber of Commerce, they have already gained the upper hand. Not the people from the militia, they don't have such a thing at all.

It could only be a member of Parliament!

I would rather die together than give up the rights in my hands.

Zhao Chenwu stared blankly at the mushroom cloud that was close at hand outside the window, but the movements of his hands had already stopped.

The shock wave overturned the infantry vehicle, engulfed the fleeing power armor, and swept away all the soldiers who failed to escape regardless of friend or foe. Houses worth tens of thousands of subcrystals collapsed. Unarmed civilians howled on the ruins, businessmen silently watched their shops turn into rubble, and even forgot to run away...

As for the soldiers rushing towards his building, he no longer wanted to see them.

Has completely killed the red eye.

Looking at the parliament building in the distance, the flag symbolizing the alliance and democracy was lowered, and a mocking smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

 …

In the parliament building, the flag of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce has been raised on the roof.

The round table had been split in half, and Cao Jinsong stood alone in front of the window, staring blankly at the mushroom cloud outside the window.

As if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, the excitement of reaching the pinnacle of power that filled his chest was instantly cooled.

Although he considered that some congressmen might show some big cards, after all, a coup d'état was a gamble.

But he never thought that someone would detonate a nuclear bomb here.

"Have you killed your red-eye yet?" His voice was slightly bitter.

It is true to say that in the wasteland without order, it is a very stupid thing to think about the bottom line.

Dropping nuclear bombs in one's own city, even the country before the war, had such awareness.

He seemed to have seen this scene before.

Because it is too far away, that memory has been covered with a layer of white mist...

War never changes. (To be continued.)