Da da da!
The bullet flew over Ding Liwei's scalp, and the cold sweat couldn't stop sliding from his forehead.
Is this the strength of the cccp border guard?
Looking at that platform and the p-series were not in a heavyweight power armor, and the twelve kv-9 tanks with their main guns and coaxial machine guns pouring firepower, his eyes flashed a bit unwilling.
His failure was not because of tactics, nor because of courage, but just lost in equipment.
Next to him, a power armor fell and crashed into the concrete wall and crashed into the building behind him. The anti-tank rocket has already been shot halfway, but the result is awkward.
Kv-9's armor is not so strong that it can resist the electromagnetic gun!
The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia Corps rushed one after another, but only two tanks were completely scrapped on the roadside. Except for the front armor of a tank being smashed out of two large holes, the remaining ten tanks looked like they were awkward, but they still struggled like no injuries.
However, the most headache for Ding Liwei is not these tanks, but those su-5 power armor!
The power armor of these hairs is just as difficult as their tanks. He doesn't even know if the rifle in his hand has any effect on it. Fortunately, however, the quantity has brought them a little advantage, and there are already ten su-5 scrapped.
But the price they paid is three times that number...
A 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded behind him, and the cement pieces slammed into the rear armor. Ding Liwei immediately buried his head and slammed it on the thick bunker, cursing his mouth.
"Grass Nima... this group of Siberian bears! Grass!"
Looking at the red cross that appeared on the command interface, his eyes shone with brilliance.
First, he was planted in Jiang Chen’s hand, and now he slammed into the cccp tank. His second militia group was like being caught in the middle of the two forces. His left face was punched and the right face was followed. Another punch.
The teeth bite and creak.
Ding Liwei stared at the tank that was shot with a coaxial machine gun. The fist almost pinched the handle of the rifle.
Is this the day of the death of my second militia group?
His chest has been filled with hatred.
He is not willing!
It is clear that the legacy of Pan-Asian cooperation is in front of you, and only a little bit can be held in his hands!
"Damn!" He cursed several times in a row, his fists slammed on the ground and brought up pieces of cement.
at least……
At least leave these barbarians here!
In the eyes flashed a stern color, he switched the communication screen, and yelled at the scorpion.
"Wan Peng, what are you waiting for! You don't have to use that stuff, are you waiting to bring it to the coffin?"
The ear was quiet, the communication channel was silent for a long time, and there was no response.
"Wan Peng?"
Ding Liwei’s face suddenly changed.
At the other end of the communication screen, there is no response.
A terrible thought came to his heart...
This guy slipped!
"Wan Peng of ***! Lao Tzu"
Ding Liwei just wanted to swear, but the pupil was a magnified enlargement. The curse had not yet had time to fully export, and it was smashed by a loud explosion. The whole person, along with the bunker in front of him, was engulfed in the bursting fire...
......
The battle that lasted more than an hour finally came to an end.
The anti-tank rockets were almost exhausted, and the Second Militia had completely lost its means of fighting cccp tanks.
Accompanied by power armor, the kv-9 began to move forward, using a coaxial machine gun and artillery, and the second militia group that lost its counter-measures could not lift its head.
In the end, with the death of the head of Ding Liwei, this line of defense consisting of p-series police power armor finally began to collapse. So far, the Shangjing Survivor Alliance has exhausted the last glimmer of energy, and from this moment it has completely withdrawn from the stage of history.
The battle on the 0th subway line has already been divided, but the battle on the 27th line is still stalemate.
In order to compete for the control of the special channel subway station, both sides have taken out a hundred and twenty percent clean, pouring firepower toward the enemy's front.
"Offensive! Offensive! Offensive!"
Sitting in the kv-9 tank, Sedov stared coldly at the holographic screen, and the eagle seemed to be locked in the nac's line of defense, snarling **** to the cloned soldiers who committed suicide charges like locusts. The roar of the smell.
The sound of each attack rang, and a group of clones fell.
These clones have no pain, no feelings, and no death. From the moment they are produced, they exist as cannon fodders of the Soviets.
They don't even need to go through professional military training. All they need to do is to charge toward the local defense line, charge, and then charge! Many people have not even been given a rifle in their hands. Their rifles and magazines are on the bodies of dead friendly soldiers, either in the hands of the enemy or just the daggers in the waist.
From the ground, the rifle of the comrade-in-arms, such as the mad dog, bite the enemy's defense line. Most of the cloned soldiers did not even have time to empty a magazine, and the bullets that were shot from the screen were sieved. However, before they fall, they can often bring trouble to nac.
The battle continued to be anxious, and the air was filled with blood.
Just then, Sedov noticed that a team of soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons joined the front from the rear of nac.
They have no guns on their hands, and they have a frame on their backs, and they have a frame with a grenade. Then, Sedov, who was sitting in the tank, saw that the men took out the grenade from the frame and, with the help of the mechanical exoskeleton, threw it at the tank that was guarded by the concrete wall. .
Seeing this scene, Sedov's mouth twitched a sneer.
He knows what they want to do.
It is nothing more than to use the kv-9 anti-human thermal design, using the incendiary bomb to turn the tank into an oven.
Obviously, behind this person, most of the officers with pan-Asian cooperation are commanding, and they are still experienced in combat.
He also has to admit that this stuff is even more effective than anti-tank rockets in a sense, especially in this narrow terrain, which not only threatens the kv-9 occupants and engines, but also effectively suppresses clones. Sea tactics.
however
"The firefighting company is ready to take out the fire extinguisher." Looking at the tank on the side of the concrete wall, the fire ignited, and Shedov pulled the walkie-talkie and stared at the burning flame on the tank, sneer, "spray me!"
"Roger that!"
A team of twenty engineers carrying iron cans stepped forward and pointed the nozzle at the burning tank. The misty powder floated over and quickly extinguished the flame on the tank.
Seeing this scene, Sedov’s eyes flashed a touch of sarcasm.
The weakness of the kv-9 tanks, how can they not know? Not to mention fire extinguishers, they are the Uyglian border guards, and even diy out the reaction armor for fire fighting, specifically dealing with the situation of the street fighting that is inconvenient for the engineers.
How many fire bombs in the district want to solve the Soviet steel torrent, is it too arrogant?
Just as Sedov ridiculed the mentally handicapped officers of the Pan-Asian cooperation officers in the heart, the tunnel in the rear was faintly shocked.
This violent tremor lasted for a minute and then there was no more movement.
The lid on the top of the tank was opened, and Sheddorf got up from the tank and looked at the dark tunnel in the back, and frowned.
"what happened……"
I don't know why, from this violent jitter, he faintly felt a little bad.
It seems to confirm his hunch, with an anxious report, coming from his ear.
"Report! Traces of nuclear explosions were observed at the Fuxing Station on Line 27, and large-scale collapse occurred in the nearby railway section. The zombies who are active on the surface are flooding in a big way... Damn! Night Demon! Ah!"
There was a short busy tone in the communication, and the sound of the roar of the machine gun was heard far away.
"Stabilize the formation and fire back!"
"Ah!"
Hearing the fire in the backyard, Xie Doff’s face suddenly changed, and his fists were white and his fists slammed.
"How can it be!"
Nuclear explosion! ?
Is it the explosion just now? !
He suddenly realized that if the corpse influx from line 27, then at the moment he is dead with nac, isn’t he...