"Achoo!"
On the deck of AS Order, Jiang Chen, who was looking into the distance, suddenly sneezed.
"Cold, did you catch a cold?" The little loli next to him immediately stepped forward, handed over a tissue, and said softly, "Do you want me to go back to the room and get you a coat?"
"No, no." Jiang Chen embarrassedly took the tissue, blew his nose, and threw it out of the airship. "No need for a coat, I'm not cold. Maybe someone is thinking about me."
Although she was a little worried, Yaoyao still nodded.
That should be the case. After all, when Brother Jiang Chen left, everyone was very, very sad …
When she thought that in the next month, Big Brother would only belong to her, her heart felt warm.
Hopefully, there will be no twists and turns on this journey.
The girl prayed silently in her mind.
Above Yan City, the steel bow drilled out of the clouds, like the head of a white shark, opened its hideous mouth and chased and tore the clouds in front of it. The vortex engines on both sides of the wings left a long trail and split the sky. Ten airships engraved with the NAC emblem followed closely. Under the leadership of AS Order, they formed a swan-shaped formation above the clouds and advanced to the north.
The survivors who were wandering among the ruins raised their heads and looked at the insufferably arrogant monster. They all revealed expressions of fear and unease. Even the brutal mutated humans hid back in the camp and didn't dare to poke their heads out of the window. Even the slow-witted Death Claw trembled under the power of NAC.
Above the fleet, five thousand expeditionary forces, five thousand faces full of fighting spirit.
United under the flag of the General, no one would doubt the victory of this mission.
The cold wind blew in his face. Looking at the distant north, Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.
The outline of Chuyun Port was looming on the horizon. In another two hundred kilometers, they would be out of Suhang Province. The CCCP tanks had already entered Badaling. The survivors of Shangjing alone might not be able to hold on for too long. What awaited the expeditionary forces was destined to be a fierce battle.
The Russians in this world would not be as easy-going as in the other world …
However, Jiang Chen would never have thought that just because of a can of beef, NAC was targeted by the Russians who just entered the Central Plains.
Speaking of which, he was the one who came up with the idea of labeling the place of origin on the cans. As for the purpose, it was naturally to "attract investment" and "attract immigrants". And the facts also proved that many inland survivors immigrated to Wanghai City based on the place of origin on the cans.
Being able to produce and trade food was a symbol of strength in this wasteland.
As for the trouble …
But it didn't matter. There were too many people eyeing NAC. It didn't matter if they had one more or one less. Even without the words on the can, such a powerful force wouldn't be able to hide, and Jiang Chen was never afraid.
Soon, he would let those Russians know who the fat sheep was.
…
Steel tracks rolled over the city road. Five tanks and five armored vehicles were divided into two echelons, quietly advancing towards the North Sixth Ring Road of Changping.
Along the way, they didn't encounter any resistance.
As early as the fall of the Badaling military outpost, the survivors in the northern suburbs retreated to the Haidian area, dragging their families to hide in the settlement of a large survivor force. Along the way, other than the two Death Claws, they didn't even see a shadow of a person.
Sedov, wearing the commander's helmet, sat firmly inside the tank. Through the digital wide-angle screen, he coldly scanned the surrounding streets.
When he passed by a dilapidated supermarket, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.
He raised his hand and gave the order.
"Stop!"
The tanks and armored vehicles stopped.
The street was terrifyingly quiet as if a storm was brewing.
Soon, two of the armored vehicles opened the hatch and released a spider robot half the height of a person.
The eight steel mechanical legs moved quickly, and soon the spider robot rushed to the corner of the street one hundred meters ahead and stopped next to an overturned trash can. Two robotic hands popped out from the abdomen and reached into the trash can.
Almost as soon as the robotic hand touched the plastic bag, the explosion suddenly engulfed the robot, and half of the street was blown up by the bomb.
"Three o 'clock, high explosive bombs, fire!"
The muzzles of the five tanks all aimed at the supermarket on the side of the road.
Without the slightest warning, five flames suddenly flickered.
With a boom, the entire supermarket seemed to have been ravaged by a storm, and half of it collapsed. The survivors hiding in the supermarket screamed and fled, but soon they were hit by a second round of shells. The load-bearing structure of the already dilapidated supermarket was completely destroyed and collapsed in the ruins.
"Dammit!"
In the 500-meter building, a man in a winter suit slammed the table.
According to his original plan, when the Russian tanks passed the roadside bomb, he would detonate the anti-tank bombs. Then the soldiers hiding in the supermarket would rush out and use rocket launchers to destroy the armored vehicles behind.
But unexpectedly, the plan was thwarted before it even started.
"Where did the problem go?" The man gritted his teeth as he looked at the battlefield two streets away with a gloomy gaze.
The ambush was thwarted, so he could only use human lives to make up for it.
Da da da —
The armored vehicles dispersed, and a dozen soldiers wearing kinetic skeletons jumped out of the hatch and looked for cover on the spot.
The bowl-sized heavy machine gun spat out a half-meter-long flame. The machine gun bullets swept through the broken walls and tore the Shangjing survivors and the concrete bunker in front of them into pieces.
"Their firepower is too strong!" The survivor with his back against the wall, carrying the "hammer" rocket launcher, was full of horror as he roared into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, "We need support! If I don't see reinforcements within three minutes, you guys can play by yourselves! "
They were not soldiers to begin with; they were just experienced hunters.
However, what was in front of them at the moment was not prey at all, but heavily armed hunters.
"… Support is on the way."
"Dammit!" The soldier spat and opened the safety of the rocket launcher. Just as he was about to poke his head out, he was immediately nailed back by a few bullets.
These border guards knew how to use the least amount of bullets to maximize the suppression effect. In just a single exchange, the gap between the two sides had been thoroughly exposed.
However, at this moment, dozens of plate-sized drones suddenly emerged from the shadows and surrounded the CCCP armored vehicles from all directions.
"Activate the EMP defense module!"
"Roger that."
The soldiers wearing kinetic skeletons hid behind the vehicles and prepared for EMP defense. In a series of harsh electric noises, the EMP weapons instantly paralyzed the drones that rushed to the armored vehicles.
But it was useless!
The paralyzed drones continued to maintain the momentum of their charge and hit the armored vehicle one after another. At first, the Russians didn't care, but the moment the drones hit the steel armor, everyone's expression changed.
The incendiary bombs hanging under the drones suddenly exploded, and sticky fuel sprayed all over the armored vehicle. The armored vehicle in the lead was engulfed in flames in an instant and turned into a burning fireball. Unfortunately, the two soldiers hiding behind the armored vehicle were also splashed with fuel. They screamed and rolled on the ground.
These survivors didn't use a remote-controlled fuse at all, but the most primitive trigger fuse!
The burning armored vehicle quickly reversed and crashed into a house on the side of the road. The fuel quickly flowed through the vents and burned into the interior of the armored vehicle. The driver opened the door and rushed out of the armored vehicle. He frantically rolled on the ground, trying to pull his clothes off his body.
However, he didn't succeed even when his whole body was burned to a crisp …
Through the wide-angle screen, Sedov's eyes were terrifyingly cold as he stared at the unextinguished flames.
Just as he was about to order an attack, the staff officer's voice sounded in his ear.
"It's enough, retreat."
"But …"
"Retreat, this is an order."
Sminov didn't waste any time. After giving the order, he hung up the communication.
[Retreat]
Looking at the line of red text flashing on the built-in screen of the commander's helmet, Sedov's face was full of gloominess.
On the way south from Uelian, this was the first time he lost an armored vehicle.
Although he wanted to crush these bugs under the tracks, for the East Siberian Border Guards, orders were absolute.
Sedov slammed his fist on the tank armor as he gritted his teeth and ordered.
"Retreat!"
After receiving the order to retreat, the infantry moved closer to the armored vehicle, returned to the vehicle, and began to retreat with the tank …
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