Da da da da da!
The bullet flew over Ding Liwei's scalp and slid across his forehead in cold sweat.
Is this the strength of the CCP border defense force?
Looking at the power armor that was not in the same heavyweight as the P series, and the twelve KV-9 tanks that used main guns and coaxial machine guns to pour out fire, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
His failure was neither tactics nor courage, but simply lost in equipment.
Next to him, a power armor flew backwards and collapsed the cement wall, crashing into the building behind him.The anti-tank rockets have already shot half of the battle, but the results have been achieved are few.
The KV-9's armor is worthy of being a powerful force that can withstand electromagnetic cannons!
The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia Regiment were bombarded one after another, but only two tanks were completely scrapped on the roadside.
Except for the front armor of a tank that was blasted out of two large holes, the remaining ten tanks looked a little embarrassed, but they still fought as if they were not injured.
However, what caused Ding Liwei the most headache was not these tanks, but those SU-5 powered armor!
The power armor of these Russians is as difficult as their tanks, and he doesn't even know whether the rifle in his hand will be effective.
Fortunately, the quantity has brought them a little advantage after all, and ten SU-5s have been scrapped.
But the price they paid was three times that of this number...
A 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded behind him, and cement pieces hit the rear armor clang. Ding Liwei immediately lowered his head, pressed it tightly on the thick cover, and cursed.
Damn it... These bears from Siberia!Grass!
Looking at the red crosses appearing one after another on the command interface, a ferocious light flashed in his eyes.
First he fell into Jiang Chen's hand, and now he hit the CCCP tank again. His Second Militia Regiment seemed to be sandwiched between two major forces, punched in the left face, and then punched in the right face again.
The teeth clattered.
Ding Liwei stared at the tank that was fired with a coaxial machine gun, and his fist almost twisted the rifle's grip.
Is this the God is going to destroy my Second Militia?
His chest was filled with hatred.
He is unwilling to accept it!
It is clear that the legacy of the Pan-Asian cooperation is right in front of him, and it is only a little short of being able to hold it in his hands!
Damn it!After cursing several times, his fist hit the ground hard, bringing waves of cement debris.
At least……
At least leave these savages here first!
A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he switched to the communication screen and shouted loudly.
Wan Peng, what are you waiting for!If you don’t need that thing, are you waiting to bring it to the coffin?
The ears were quiet, and the communication channel was silent for a long time without any response.
Wan Peng?
Ding Liwei's face changed suddenly.
There was no response at the other end of the communication screen.
A terrible thought came to his mind...
This guy slipped away!
His grandmother's Wan Peng!I
Ding Liwei was about to curse, but his pupils were magnifying in horror.
Before the curse could be completely heard, it was torn apart by a loud explosion.
The whole person, together with the bunker in front of him, was swallowed up in the exploded 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 to fight against the CCP tanks.
Accompanied by power armor, the KV-9 began to advance forward, using coaxial machine guns and artillery, the Second Militia Regiment, which had lost its countermeasures, could not raise its head.
In the end, with the death of Captain Ding Liwei, this line of defense composed of P series police power armor finally began to collapse.
Up to this point, the Beijing Survivors Alliance has exhausted its last trace of vitality and has completely withdrawn from the stage of history from this moment.
The battle on Metro Line 0 has been decided, but the battle on Line 27 is still in a state of stalemate.
In order to compete for control of the special passage subway station, both sides took out 120% of cleanliness and poured firepower into the enemy's front line.
attack!attack!attack!
Sitting in the KV-9 tank, Schedov stared at the holographic screen coldly, his eagle-like eyes locked tightly on the NAC's defense line, and roared and roared at the clone soldiers who launched suicide charges like locusts.
Every roar of attack sounded, a group of clones fell down.
These clones have no pain, no emotion, and do not know what death is. From the moment they are born, they exist as cannon fodder of the Soviets.
They don’t even need to undergo professional military training. All they need to do is to charge towards the local defense line, charge, and then charge!
Many people were not even fired with a rifle on their hands, their rifles and magazines were on the bodies of dead friendly soldiers, either in the hands of enemies, or just daggers at their waists.
The rifles of comrades were picked up from the ground and bit the enemy's defense like a mad dog. Most cloned soldiers didn't even have time to empty a magazine, and they were shot into sieve by the bullets that were shot.
However, before falling down, they can often cause a lot of trouble to the NAC.
The battle situation continued to be anxious, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
At this moment, Schedov noticed that a team of soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons joined the front from the rear of the NAC.
They had no guns on their hands, and they were carrying baskets on their backs, and they contained grenades.
Immediately afterwards, Seidov, who was sitting in the tank, saw that the men took out the grenades from the frame and threw them hard at the tank guarding the concrete wall with the help of the mechanical exoskeleton.
Seeing this scene, Schedov sneered a little.
He knew what they wanted to do.
It's nothing more than trying to use the anti-human cooling design of KV-9 and use incendiary bombs to turn the tank into an oven.
Obviously, behind this person, most of the Pan-Asian cooperation officers are in command, and they are the kind with rich practical experience.
He also has to admit that this thing is even more effective than anti-tank rockets in a sense, especially in this narrow terrain, which not only threatens the crew and engine of the KV-9, but also effectively suppresses the cloning sea of humans.
However
The firefighting company prepares and takes out the fire extinguisher.Seeing the flames ignited by the concrete wall, Schedov pulled the intercom, stared at the burning flames on the tank, and sneered, "Spray me!"
receive!
A team of twenty engineers carrying iron cans stepped forward and pointed the nozzle at the fired tank.The misty powder drifted over and quickly extinguished the flames on the tank.
Seeing this scene, a sarcasm flashed in Schedov's eyes.
How could they not know the weaknesses of the KV-9 tank?
Not to mention fire extinguishers, the Uerlian border guards even DIVED their own reaction armor for fire extinguishing, specifically dealing with street fighting situations that are inconvenient for engineers to dispatch.
Isn't it too arrogant to try to get rid of the Soviet steel torrent just a few incendiary bombs?
Just as Schedov was mocking the mentally retarded officer of the Pan-Asian cooperation officer in his heart, a wave of earthquakes seemed to tremble in the tunnel behind him.
The violent tremor lasted for a minute, and then there was no movement.
Opening the cover of the tank, Schedov stood up from the tank, looking at the black tunnel behind him, and frowned.
what happened……
For some reason, from this violent shaking, he felt a little bad.
It seemed to confirm his premonition, and an anxious report came from his ears.
Report!Nuclear explosion was observed at Fuxing Station on Line 27, and large-scale collapses occurred in nearby subway sections, and zombies active on the surface were pouring in on a large scale... Damn it!It's the Night Demon!AhAh
There was a brief busy sound in the communication, and the roar of machine guns could be heard from afar.
Stabilize the formation and fire and fight back!
Ahahah！
When she heard the fire in the backyard, Shedoff's face suddenly changed, one blue and one white, and her fists were clenched tightly.
How is that possible!
Nuclear explosion!?
Could it be the explosion just now?!
He suddenly realized that if the corpse group poured in from Line 27, then wouldn’t he, who was fighting with NAC at the moment, be...
The bullet flew over Ding Liwei's scalp and slid across his forehead in cold sweat.
Is this the strength of the CCP border defense force?
Looking at the power armor that was not in the same heavyweight as the P series, and the twelve KV-9 tanks that used main guns and coaxial machine guns to pour out fire, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
His failure was neither tactics nor courage, but simply lost in equipment.
Next to him, a power armor flew backwards and collapsed the cement wall, crashing into the building behind him.The anti-tank rockets have already shot half of the battle, but the results have been achieved are few.
The KV-9's armor is worthy of being a powerful force that can withstand electromagnetic cannons!
The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia Regiment were bombarded one after another, but only two tanks were completely scrapped on the roadside.
Except for the front armor of a tank that was blasted out of two large holes, the remaining ten tanks looked a little embarrassed, but they still fought as if they were not injured.
However, what caused Ding Liwei the most headache was not these tanks, but those SU-5 powered armor!
The power armor of these Russians is as difficult as their tanks, and he doesn't even know whether the rifle in his hand will be effective.
Fortunately, the quantity has brought them a little advantage after all, and ten SU-5s have been scrapped.
But the price they paid was three times that of this number...
A 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded behind him, and cement pieces hit the rear armor clang. Ding Liwei immediately lowered his head, pressed it tightly on the thick cover, and cursed.
Damn it... These bears from Siberia!Grass!
Looking at the red crosses appearing one after another on the command interface, a ferocious light flashed in his eyes.
First he fell into Jiang Chen's hand, and now he hit the CCCP tank again. His Second Militia Regiment seemed to be sandwiched between two major forces, punched in the left face, and then punched in the right face again.
The teeth clattered.
Ding Liwei stared at the tank that was fired with a coaxial machine gun, and his fist almost twisted the rifle's grip.
Is this the God is going to destroy my Second Militia?
His chest was filled with hatred.
He is unwilling to accept it!
It is clear that the legacy of the Pan-Asian cooperation is right in front of him, and it is only a little short of being able to hold it in his hands!
Damn it!After cursing several times, his fist hit the ground hard, bringing waves of cement debris.
At least……
At least leave these savages here first!
A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he switched to the communication screen and shouted loudly.
Wan Peng, what are you waiting for!If you don’t need that thing, are you waiting to bring it to the coffin?
The ears were quiet, and the communication channel was silent for a long time without any response.
Wan Peng?
Ding Liwei's face changed suddenly.
There was no response at the other end of the communication screen.
A terrible thought came to his mind...
This guy slipped away!
His grandmother's Wan Peng!I
Ding Liwei was about to curse, but his pupils were magnifying in horror.
Before the curse could be completely heard, it was torn apart by a loud explosion.
The whole person, together with the bunker in front of him, was swallowed up in the exploded 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 to fight against the CCP tanks.
Accompanied by power armor, the KV-9 began to advance forward, using coaxial machine guns and artillery, the Second Militia Regiment, which had lost its countermeasures, could not raise its head.
In the end, with the death of Captain Ding Liwei, this line of defense composed of P series police power armor finally began to collapse.
Up to this point, the Beijing Survivors Alliance has exhausted its last trace of vitality and has completely withdrawn from the stage of history from this moment.
The battle on Metro Line 0 has been decided, but the battle on Line 27 is still in a state of stalemate.
In order to compete for control of the special passage subway station, both sides took out 120% of cleanliness and poured firepower into the enemy's front line.
attack!attack!attack!
Sitting in the KV-9 tank, Schedov stared at the holographic screen coldly, his eagle-like eyes locked tightly on the NAC's defense line, and roared and roared at the clone soldiers who launched suicide charges like locusts.
Every roar of attack sounded, a group of clones fell down.
These clones have no pain, no emotion, and do not know what death is. From the moment they are born, they exist as cannon fodder of the Soviets.
They don’t even need to undergo professional military training. All they need to do is to charge towards the local defense line, charge, and then charge!
Many people were not even fired with a rifle on their hands, their rifles and magazines were on the bodies of dead friendly soldiers, either in the hands of enemies, or just daggers at their waists.
The rifles of comrades were picked up from the ground and bit the enemy's defense like a mad dog. Most cloned soldiers didn't even have time to empty a magazine, and they were shot into sieve by the bullets that were shot.
However, before falling down, they can often cause a lot of trouble to the NAC.
The battle situation continued to be anxious, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
At this moment, Schedov noticed that a team of soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons joined the front from the rear of the NAC.
They had no guns on their hands, and they were carrying baskets on their backs, and they contained grenades.
Immediately afterwards, Seidov, who was sitting in the tank, saw that the men took out the grenades from the frame and threw them hard at the tank guarding the concrete wall with the help of the mechanical exoskeleton.
Seeing this scene, Schedov sneered a little.
He knew what they wanted to do.
It's nothing more than trying to use the anti-human cooling design of KV-9 and use incendiary bombs to turn the tank into an oven.
Obviously, behind this person, most of the Pan-Asian cooperation officers are in command, and they are the kind with rich practical experience.
He also has to admit that this thing is even more effective than anti-tank rockets in a sense, especially in this narrow terrain, which not only threatens the crew and engine of the KV-9, but also effectively suppresses the cloning sea of humans.
However
The firefighting company prepares and takes out the fire extinguisher.Seeing the flames ignited by the concrete wall, Schedov pulled the intercom, stared at the burning flames on the tank, and sneered, "Spray me!"
receive!
A team of twenty engineers carrying iron cans stepped forward and pointed the nozzle at the fired tank.The misty powder drifted over and quickly extinguished the flames on the tank.
Seeing this scene, a sarcasm flashed in Schedov's eyes.
How could they not know the weaknesses of the KV-9 tank?
Not to mention fire extinguishers, the Uerlian border guards even DIVED their own reaction armor for fire extinguishing, specifically dealing with street fighting situations that are inconvenient for engineers to dispatch.
Isn't it too arrogant to try to get rid of the Soviet steel torrent just a few incendiary bombs?
Just as Schedov was mocking the mentally retarded officer of the Pan-Asian cooperation officer in his heart, a wave of earthquakes seemed to tremble in the tunnel behind him.
The violent tremor lasted for a minute, and then there was no movement.
Opening the cover of the tank, Schedov stood up from the tank, looking at the black tunnel behind him, and frowned.
what happened……
For some reason, from this violent shaking, he felt a little bad.
It seemed to confirm his premonition, and an anxious report came from his ears.
Report!Nuclear explosion was observed at Fuxing Station on Line 27, and large-scale collapses occurred in nearby subway sections, and zombies active on the surface were pouring in on a large scale... Damn it!It's the Night Demon!AhAh
There was a brief busy sound in the communication, and the roar of machine guns could be heard from afar.
Stabilize the formation and fire and fight back!
Ahahah！
When she heard the fire in the backyard, Shedoff's face suddenly changed, one blue and one white, and her fists were clenched tightly.
How is that possible!
Nuclear explosion!?
Could it be the explosion just now?!
He suddenly realized that if the corpse group poured in from Line 27, then wouldn’t he, who was fighting with NAC at the moment, be...
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