Tatatat!
The bullets flew past Ding Liwei's scalp and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Is this the strength of the CCCP Border Defense Force?
Looking at the power armors that weren't on the same level as the P-series and the twelve KV-9 tanks that unleashed firepower with their main cannons and coaxial machine guns, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
His defeat was not because of his tactics, nor was it because of his courage, but because of his equipment.
Next to him, a power armor crashed into the concrete wall and crashed into the building behind him. Half of the anti-tank rockets had already been fired, but the results of the battle were minimal.
The armor of the KV-9 was indeed strong enough to withstand electromagnetic pulse cannons!
The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia bombarded the tanks one after another, but only two tanks were completely scrapped on the side of the road. Except for one tank that had two big holes in its front armor, the remaining 10 tanks were still fighting as if they weren't injured, even though they looked a bit worse for wear.
However, what gave Ding Liwei the most headaches were not the tanks, but the SU-5 power armors!
The power armors of the Russians were as difficult to deal with as their tanks. He didn't even know if the rifle in his hand had any effect on them. Fortunately, the number of SU-5s brought them a little advantage. Ten SU-5s were scrapped.
But the price they paid was three times that number …
A 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded behind him, and the cement fragments smashed on the rear armor. Ding Liwei immediately lowered his head and stuck to the thick bunker while cursing.
"Motherf * cker … This bunch of Siberian bears! Fu * k! "
Looking at the red crosses that appeared one after another on the command interface, a ferocious light flashed in his eyes.
First, they were defeated by Jiang Chen, and now they collided with the CCCP tanks. His Second Militia was caught in the middle of the two major forces. The left side of his face was punched, followed by another punch on the right side.
His teeth were clenched.
Ding Liwei stared at the tank that was firing with the coaxial machine gun, and his fist almost deformed the grip of the rifle.
[Does God want the Second Militia to die?]
His chest was already filled with hatred.
He was unwilling!
The legacy of the Pan-Asian Cooperation was right in front of him, and he was so close to holding it in his hands!
"Damn it!" After cursing a few times, he slammed his fist on the ground, bringing up a burst of cement fragments.
At the very least …
At least keep these barbarians here!
A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He switched the communication channel and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Wan Peng, what the hell are you waiting for? If you don't use it now, are you going to bring it to your coffin? "
The communication channel was silent for a long time, and there was no response.
"Wan Peng?"
Ding Liwei's expression suddenly changed.
There was no response from the other end of the communication channel.
A frightening thought emerged in his mind …
This fellow had slipped away!
"Damn Wan Peng! I — "
Just as Ding Liwei was about to curse, his pupils dilated in horror. Before he could finish cursing, he was abruptly cut off by a loud explosion. His entire body, along with the bunker in front of him, was engulfed in the exploding flames …
…
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 had completely lost the means to fight against the CCCP tanks.
Accompanied by the power armors, the KV-9 began to move forward. With coaxial machine guns and artillery, the Second Militia could not fight back.
In the end, with the death of Ding Liwei, the line of defense composed of P-series police power armors finally began to collapse. At this point, the Shangjing Survivors Alliance had exhausted the last trace of vitality and completely withdrew from the stage of history.
The outcome of the battle on Line 0 had been decided, but the battle on Line 27 was still in a white-hot stalemate.
In order to compete for control of the special tunnel subway station, both sides used 120% of their firepower and poured their firepower on the enemy's front line.
"Attack! Attack! Attack! "
Inside the KV-9 tank, Sedov stared coldly at the holographic screen. His eagle-like eyes locked onto the NAC's line of defense. He roared at the clone soldiers who launched a suicide charge like locusts and roared with the smell of blood.
With every roar of attack, a group of clones would fall.
These clones did not feel pain, had no emotions, and did not know what death was. From the moment they were produced, they existed as cannon fodder for the Soviets.
They didn't even need to go through professional military training. All they needed to do was charge towards the local defense line, charge, and charge! Many people didn't even have a rifle in their hands. Their rifles and magazines were on the corpses of dead friendly soldiers, or in the hands of the enemy, or just the dagger on their waist.
They picked up the rifles of their comrades from the ground and tore at the enemy's line of defense like mad dogs. Most of the clone soldiers didn't even have time to empty a magazine before they were riddled with holes by the bullets. However, before they fell, they often brought a lot of trouble to the NAC side.
The battle continued to be intense, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
Just then, Sedov noticed that a group of soldiers wearing kinetic skeletons joined the front line from the rear of the NAC.
They didn't have guns in their hands, but they carried basket-like frames on their backs that contained grenade-like things. Immediately afterward, Sedov, who was sitting in the tank, saw these people take out grenades from the frames, and with the help of kinetic skeletons, they threw them at the tank guarding the concrete wall.
Seeing this scene, Sedov's lips curled into a sneer.
He knew what they wanted to do.
They wanted to use the anti-human heat dissipation design of the KV-9 to turn the tank into an oven with incendiary bombs.
Obviously, behind these people, there were officers from Pan-Asia Cooperation commanding them, and they were the type with rich combat experience.
He also had to admit that this thing was even more effective than anti-tank rockets in a sense, especially in this narrow terrain. Not only could it threaten the occupants and engines of the KV-9, but it could also effectively suppress the clone tactic.
However —
"Fire company, get ready, take out the fire extinguishers." Sedov watched the tank on the side of the concrete wall ignite. He grabbed the walkie-talkie, stared at the burning flames on the tank, and sneered, "Spray!"
"Roger!"
A team of twenty engineers carrying iron cans stepped forward and aimed the nozzles at the burning tank. The mist-like powder drifted over and quickly extinguished the flames on the tank.
A wisp of ridicule flashed through Sedov's eyes when he saw this.
How could they not know the weakness of the KV-9 tank? Not to mention fire extinguishers, the Uelian border guards even made their own reactive armor for fire extinguishing, specifically to deal with street battles where it was inconvenient for engineers to deploy.
Wanting to get rid of the Soviet's steel army with just a few incendiary bombs? Wasn't that a little too arrogant?
Just as Sedov was laughing at the mental retardation of the Pan-Asia Cooperation officers in his heart, there was a faint tremor in the tunnel behind him.
This violent tremor lasted for a full minute, then there was no more movement.
Sedov opened the lid on the top of the tank and stood up. He looked at the dark tunnel behind him and frowned.
"What happened …"
For some reason, from this violent tremor, he faintly felt that something was wrong.
As if to confirm his premonition, an anxious voice reported to him.
"Report! Traces of a nuclear explosion were observed at Fuxing Station on Line 27. A large area of the subway section nearby had collapsed. The active zombies on the surface were flooding in … Damn it! It was the Night Demon! Ahhh — "
There was a brief busy tone in the communication, and the roar of machine guns could be heard in the distance.
"Stabilize the formation and return fire!"
"Ahhhh!"
Hearing that there was a fire in the backyard, Sedov's face suddenly changed. His fists were tightly clenched.
"Impossible!"
Nuclear explosion!?
Could it be that explosion just now?!
He suddenly realized that if the zombies swarmed in from Line 27, then he, who was fighting against NAC, would be …
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