Chapter 448 One Hundred and Sixty-Six BMWs Fly in the Sky

Jiang Chen swore that this was definitely the most spectacular fireworks he had ever seen.

If you don't count the one in virtual reality.

Billowing thick smoke suddenly covered the launch vehicle.

Rockets whizzed one after another, shooting towards the distance like bows and arrows all over the sky. In just 20 seconds, 320 rockets poured into the sky. Looking at the plume of smoke drifting away in the distance, Jiang Chen couldn't help admiring.

"It's a pity that the explosion effect cannot be seen."

Cheng Weiguo silently handed the tablet back to Jiang Chen's arms. He had already set the combat order just now.

"Oh, yes, there are these things." Jiang Chen smiled, took the tablet from Cheng Weiguo, and looked towards the battlefield.

...

Broken Bridge.

The mutants huddled behind the bunker held their machine guns, ready to face the soldiers on the other side of the river. Yesterday's people tried to build a pontoon bridge three times to attack, but they were all suppressed by the shells, machine guns and recoilless guns they had on hand.

The mortars and railguns on the opposite side caused them a lot of trouble, but that was okay. All the mutants have no doubt about one thing, that is, as long as they persevere, these stupid humans will definitely be the first to be exhausted!

"They can't hold on any longer! We have enough ammunition, and we are stronger! When the cold winter comes, they will die!"

Standing at the rear of the position, the mutant commander in death claw leather clothing waved the machine gun in his hand and roared loudly to the comrades who were prostrate in the battle position, boosting their morale.

In the society of mutants, clothing often symbolizes strength and status. Only the warrior who has defeated Death Claw alone is eligible to wear its skin as a battle robe.

"what is that!"

But at this moment, a mutant squatting behind the anti-tank gun roared in a rough voice, and pointed his finger at the black spot on the horizon.

"Probably their little toy, don't panic. We have anti-aircraft machine guns and emp."

Muttering rudely, the mutant commander pulled down the binoculars from his chest.

The toy in his mouth refers to the hummingbird drone. When an emp grenade was found passing by, the drone fell to the ground like an electrocuted fly. No one is afraid of these gadgets anymore. When encountering a drone, they tore off the fuze of the emp grenade,

Although emp will also disable the red dot sight on their guns, but no one cares.

Mutants don't need to aim, mutants just need to unleash their firepower!

Ugly eyebrows huddled together. The commander adjusted the focus and looked intently at the black spot on the horizon.

Bang.

The telescope in his hand fell to the ground. Just as the mutants around him looked at him puzzled, his ugly face gradually twisted.

"Lie down!"

Roaring, he threw himself into the foxhole beside the confused eyes of the mutants.

However this doesn't make much sense...

Boom boom boom——!

The overwhelming rockets rained death down. The mutants stuck in the trenches and bunkers witnessed this purgatory-like scene in horror, as well as the flying limbs of their comrades and themselves.

The flames of the explosion covered every inch of the soil, plowing the ground like rolling over the mutants' positions, leaving behind a pile of tattered weapon wreckage and scorched limbs and broken arms. The coverage of the rockets detonated the ammunition boxes in the trenches and foxholes, causing a secondary explosion, and the trenches were bloody.

A round of scrubbing is over!

But the mutant nightmare is not over yet.

The vortex engine sprayed, and the power armor crossed the river first. Engineers ran forward and placed pontoons for tanks to pass. Followed by soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons and tanks with roaring engines.

There is a steel plate hanging on the chest. Thousands of mutants with machine guns stood up from a position further away, and frantically rushed towards the river. They fired and pushed forward in an attempt to regain control of the river bank. Some mutants even carried mortar barrels and fired flatly, and some even ran wildly with self-exploding nuclear bombs.

And lead mutants with power hammers. Unless they were facing Type 50 electromagnetic guns, they were almost invincible with their armor and resilience. They ignored the barrage of bullets and roared towards the enemy's position.

However, before they ran halfway, they were horrified to find that the distant rocket roared again...

...

The thick gunpowder smoke in the distance is dotted with the wasteland full of ruins, like the tip of a pen outlines the rugged curve bit by bit.

Rockets kept going up into the sky. Then it fell, raining death on mutants in the distance.

The flying shrapnel couldn't pierce the armor of the leaded mutants, but it shattered their guts and brains. Even though mutants have terrifying recovery abilities, they still cannot get rid of the fact that they are living beings.

Faced with artillery fire. Mutants are much more cautious. They huddled in the foxholes and pulled apart the dense positions, trying to respond to the shelling with loose formations. There are nothing more than two ideas that prompt them to persist.

They're running low on ammo!

It's just the last madness!

However, it turns out that this is just wishful thinking.

There are so many rockets on Jiang Chen's side, more than they can imagine.

Facing the loose formation of mutants, Jiang Chen also changed the repertoire of "Stalin's Organ". Maintain an output frequency of 40 rounds per minute. Eight BM-21 rocket launchers opened fire one after another, covering the positions of the mutants from a wide angle. At the same time, under Jiang Chen's order, the First Corps stopped attacking and stopped to enjoy the performance of the explosion symphony.

The flames flickered on the tablet's screen. The continuous artillery fire caused the collapse of a large number of houses that were already in disrepair, and buried the mutants huddled inside alive. Landmarks such as the Jiashi Sports Center, while still standing, also look precarious from the outside.

The bombing continued for more than an hour, and the entire downtown area of ​​Jiashi was in a mess as if it had been run over by a bulldozer.

Tired of being shaken by the screen, Jiang Chen stuffed the screen back into Cheng Weiguo's hands.

Looking at the flames on the screen, Cheng Weiguo was silently speechless.

To be honest, he really didn't expect this old-fashioned weapon to have such a terrifying fighting power.

"It's so shocking." Ten minutes later, Cheng Weiguo put down the tablet in admiration.

"How many have you thrown?" Jiang Chen asked casually.

Cheng Weiguo glanced at the pile of empty wooden boxes, and roughly estimated: "About 5,000 were fired."

Only five thousand pieces? Fifteen thousand left.

Jiang Chen smacked his mouth and squinted at the smoke column fourteen kilometers away.

Wait, five thousand?

After careful calculation, one rocket is 2,000 US dollars, and 30 rockets are 60,000 US dollars, which is almost a BMW.

The five thousand rockets were thrown out.

Jiang Chen couldn't help feeling a burst of heartache.

Although he is not short of money, seeing these 166 BMWs flying in the sky still makes his heart ache!

...

Inside the Jiashi Sports Center.

Boyu sat on the chair with a gloomy expression, the irresistible explosion in his ears made him extremely irritable.

Sitting opposite him was Troy, the leader of the mutant, with the same gloomy expression as him at the moment.

"What should we do now?"

The Twilight Church helped them blow up the bridge, provided them with a large amount of munitions, and brought the information that "the tide of alien species is breaking out in Wanghai City, and these people can't last long".

However, the last one is obviously Miao Bao.

He didn't know if there was an outbreak of alien species in Wanghai City, but the group of humans in front of him obviously didn't look like they would last long.

"I said earlier that we should retreat to the west strategically. These people are not easy to deal with. Compared with the merchants in Hangzhou, they are easier to bully." Bo Yu closed his eyes and said softly.

"Mutants will not retreat, we will never compromise like inferior humans. We will shred them, then stuff them into a meat grinder, and stuff them into sausages." Troy grinned and said cruelly.

Yeah? Isn't it Lao Tzu and human beings who are sitting in front of you at this moment and have supported you for so long? I really thought that with a long head, I was a thing.

Boyu sneered in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

Because he knows that this is not the time for internal strife. Besides, a few hours ago, his judgment was actually more inclined that the mutants would win, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting here.

The soldiers stared at each other, and the loud artillery fire continued. Retreat is definitely not possible, not to mention that leaving the bunker now is dead, even if there are no rockets, it is impossible to outrun the tank with two legs. Abandon the bunker, and what awaits the mutants and the Church of Twilight is a massacre.

Is it in a state of desperation?

This is not the first time he has experienced this situation.

He also fell into a similar situation when he was wiped out by the Gendarmerie in the Northern United Area.

But the only difference is that at this moment, he is not without a chance.

Boyu looked at the ring on his hand.

The blood crystal reflected a charming and dangerous light under the light.

"When will you send your men?" Troy said rudely.

His men were dying, but his allies were still.

Looking at the face reflected in the blood crystal mirror, Boyu said softly.

"Not in a hurry, it will be soon." (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the author's point of view, Chen Xing LL. If you find any content that violates the laws of the country, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!