With the flickering flame of the burning stick, Old Luo noticed the change in his body. His pupils suddenly shrank, and his hands suddenly moved.
Several silver lights flickered and weaved into a net in the air, blocking the mutated Lu Sen.
But Lu Sen didn't dodge, he grinned cruelly, and his hands suddenly stretched forward.
"Haha, too late!"
"Ding-"
A series of crisp sounds, accompanied by the sound of metal friction, the few silver lights seemed to hit steel and bounced off Lu Sen's body, not hurting him at all.
A trace of fear flashed in Old Luo's eyes, and the original contempt was swept away.
"Lead?"
"It's carbonization!"
With a laugh, Lu Sen roared, dragged his huge body, and rushed toward Old Luo.
"Go to hell!"
A punch and a kick wrapped in a huge airflow, with agility that didn't match his size, blasted toward Old Luo.
Old Luo's expression didn't change as he quickly took two steps back, shook two silver blades from his sleeves, and threw them at Lu Sen's face.
However, he obviously still underestimated Lu Sen's strength.
Lu Sen stretched out his hand to grab the two flying knives and slapped them away without any suspense. Then, he lifted his foot and kicked Old Luo's chest.
"Ahh-"
As if hit by a train, Old Luo groaned, like a kite with a broken string, fell backward, and slammed into the subway tunnel wall.
Looking at Old Luo on the ground, Lu Sen cruelly opened his mouth, tore his tight clothes, and revealed his dark muscles.
"Humans can't defeat mutated humans."
After coughing a few times, Old Luo climbed up from the ground, shook his head that was knocked into a mess, and looked at Lu Sen who was smiling grimly. Two daggers slipped from his sleeves and danced between his palms, creating a silver light.
A series of electric sparks dashed through his hair, making a crackling sound in the air.
"Unfortunately, I'm not an ordinary person."
…
BOOM!!!
The fighter whizzed past at low altitude, and the machine gun roared deafeningly.
The zombies fell like wheat being cut down, and what awaited them was a flaming bomb falling from the sky.
The Rozan roared and threw half-destroyed street lamps, stones, and billboards into the sky. The Night Demon howled miserably in the rising flames and collapsed.
"Hold on! The reinforcements will be here soon! "
Song Chenyu shouted at the soldiers of the giant wall through the headset that was connected to the broadcast.
Everyone regained their courage, inserted their bayonets into their rifles, and stabbed at the zombies that were stepping on the pile of corpses. He pulled the trigger towards the running zombies …
On the other side of Pingan Street, more than a dozen modified military trucks and Tiger II tanks rushed out from the NAC military base. The machine gun at the top of the roof fired at the scattered zombies, and the steel armor knocked away the zombies that pounced on it.
The convoy was divided into two routes. The tanks and armored vehicles went around the north gate, while the other pair of trucks carrying soldiers went straight to the north gate of Pingan Street.
"Open the gates!"
After connecting to the communication channel of Pingan Street, the NAC officer shouted to the garrison on the giant wall.
The garrison at the north gate hesitated and immediately asked the Survivors Alliance for instructions. However, Ding Liwei and Wan Peng were not there, and no one could make a decision.
At this moment, Song Chenyu's order came. There were only two words.
"Open the gate."
The city defense officer at the south gate ordered the north gate to be opened, which was not in line with the rules of Pingan Street.
However, the situation at the north gate was precarious, and the garrison couldn't care so much anymore. What's more, if someone took responsibility, it would be Song Chenyu's fault.
So the city defense officer in charge of the north gate no longer hesitated and ordered the gate to be opened.
A series of trucks drove into Pingan Street. Looking at the well-equipped soldiers on the trucks, the garrison of Pingan Street felt their scalp tingle. It was obvious that they had invited an incredible god.
There was no doubt that the crisis at the north gate could finally be resolved.
However, since they invited the expert in, they most likely couldn't send him away.
…
Four transport helicopters flew across the night sky, the vortex engines ejected high-temperature airflow, and flew in the direction of the giant wall.
In the belly of the helicopter, eight power armors sat firmly on both sides. The tactical rifles exuded a cold light, and the word T-3 was written in white paint on the shiny steel armor.
"Five hundred meters ahead, we are close to the giant wall of Pingan Street," the pilot turned around and said.
"Fly directly to the giant wall."
"Roger."
The helicopter ascended and flew past the endless horde of zombies.
Jiang Chen's eyes focused on the screen of the helmet. After he clicked a few buttons, he connected to the helicopter wing camera.
Looking down from a height of tens of meters, the dense horde of zombies were moving their sinister heads as they surged towards the defensive line. If you couldn't imagine such a picture, you just needed to imagine the Shangjing railway station during the Spring Festival and then magnify it dozens of times …
In the dark night sky, the flickering flames from the gap in the giant wall were as fragile as candles swaying in the wind. However, with the support of NAC, these clusters of delicate flames looked much stronger now.
The helicopter stopped above the giant wall.
The width of the top of the giant wall was very narrow, and there was no place for the helicopter to land.
But it didn't matter. Jiang Chen was wearing the T-3 type, the so-called airborne type.
More than a dozen black shadows jumped down from the helicopter, and the four pairs of vortex engines behind them ejected blue flames. They slowly landed on the giant wall.
Song Chenyu looked at the power armor walking over. He gulped and forced himself to move forward.
"Song Chenyu, Pingan Street South Gate City Defense Officer … Thank you for coming to support us."
"You're welcome," Jiang Chen said emotionlessly. He opened the mask of the power armor, shook his hand, and then let go. "How's the situation at the front line?"
"It's not optimistic, but it's much better than before." Song Chenyu sighed.
Jiang Chen nodded and asked other questions.
"I heard that the Shangjing Survivors Alliance council disappeared? Do you know where they went? "
Song Chenyu was slightly taken aback. He didn't know how Jiang Chen knew this news, nor did he know why Jiang Chen asked this question. However, considering the difference in strength between the two sides, he hesitated and said.
"I'm not very clear about the specific situation, but now the entire command system of Pingan Street is in a mess. It has been more than four hours since the outbreak of the zombie tide, but until now, only half of the reinforcements I requested have arrived … Some people said that the senior members of the Survivors Alliance escaped through a secret channel. Of course, this is just a rumor."
"It doesn't matter if it's a rumor or not. The important thing is that this has already happened, isn't it?" A subtle smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face.
For some reason, Song Chenyu had a bad feeling in his heart.
However, when he thought that he had joined NAC just half an hour ago, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he drove the bad feeling out of his mind.
"There's another question I want to ask you. Before the senior members of the Survivors Alliance disappeared, where did they last appear?"
"The last time they appeared?" Song Chenyu thought for a moment and frowned. "They shouldn't have left the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building … By the way, Xu Tiannan of the Guardian Sect is arranging followers at the East Gate. You might as well ask him. He is one of the few senior members of the Survivors Alliance who didn't disappear, but he generally doesn't have a say in the affairs of Pingan Street. "
"Don't ask him. By the way, do you have any subordinates you can trust? "
"What for?"
"Give him the defense of the North Gate for the time being. I need you to accompany me to do something," Jiang Chen said in a tone that could not be refused.
"What?" Song Chenyu asked blankly.
"Go to the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building and find someone."
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