Outside the East Gate of the Sixth Street, the ground was littered with broken limbs. The black blood and corpse oil formed a hard shell.
The soldier standing on the wall gulped and slightly moved his finger on the trigger. The horrible scene and stench under the wall made his scalp numb.
The sentry machine guns on the wall moved their turrets at a constant speed, scanning the wall with their infrared rays, searching for suspicious targets. The higher turrets were equipped with Type-50 electromagnetic pulse cannons or Type-99 anti-tank cannons. The gunners were resting on the cannons. A lot of them hadn't slept for 24 hours.
"We're almost there."
Inside the command tower, Zhao Gang stared at the red dot on the holographic screen with his eyebrows locked. The drones captured the distribution of mutants outside of Wanghai. The red frame labeled [Bug Vehicle] made him feel extremely uneasy.
As a former Qingpu survivor who lived on the wasteland for more than ten years, he knew exactly what [Bug Vehicle] was. That year, he followed his father to hide in the Sixth Street and luckily survived the mutant flood.
"The First Division's reinforcements haven't arrived yet?" Chu Nan, who stood next to him, also had his eyebrows locked.
"They already departed from Shenxiang town, but based on their speed, their reinforcements will only arrive tomorrow."
"This is a disaster." Chu Nan looked at the stagnant blue dot on the map as he exclaimed.
When he was a pilot at Liuding Town, he had never encountered a mutant flood. The mutant flood seemed to be limited to the land as the mutants in the ocean didn't show any abnormalities. Therefore, the Bohai floating on the edge of the port only needed to retract the drawbridge connected to the land, and the zombies and mutants could only watch helplessly.
Occasionally, there were mutants that could fly on the deck, but they were usually taken out by the power armors armed with incendiary bombs or flamethrowers. There was no need for him as a pilot.
"This has always been a disaster." Zhao Gang looked outside the wall.
The mutants' nth round of attack had begun!
"It's the Bug Vehicle!"
Following a loud roar, all the cannoneers who were dozing off woke up and looked towards the outside of the wall.
On the soft but powerful insect-like body was a rock-like shell. The smooth, smooth, and mirror-like shell supported its head and fragile body. It crawled unhurriedly, leaving a pale trail on the concrete floor, as if its saliva had dried up.
It was like a large snail covering its face, but it was not afraid of salt …
It could easily climb over high walls and then crush and devour any living thing it passed.
"Infantry squad machine gun suppression! Cannoneers, get ready to fire! Be quick! "
Tatatat ~!
The soldier who was half-kneeling behind the wall fired at the Bug Vehicle along with his comrades. The light from the fire shone on his face, vividly displaying his expression of despair.
Sparks flew, and the bouncing bullets only left a few shallow scratches on the Bug Vehicle's outer shell. The dense calcium shell was made up of interlayers of graphene and hexagonal silicon mesh. It was close to the strength of B-type steel, and the shell thickness of nearly 500mm was like a wall.
The Type-99 Anti-Tank Cannon suddenly exploded, and an orange-yellow shell whizzed out. However, after hitting the "snail shell," it bounced off at a nearly 90-degree angle.
"F * ck! Ricochet! "
With a roar, the cannoneers reloaded.
Just then, the Type-50 Electromagnetic Pulse Cannon on the other side unleashed a blue arc, and the 5kg shell suddenly blasted onto the shell. The thick snail shell instantly exploded into pieces like a spider web. Against the Bug Vehicle, a creature that could make almost all armor-piercing bullets despair, only the deep penetration of the electromagnetic pulse cannon could compete.
But the problem was that the number of Type-50 Electromagnetic Pulse Cannons deployed in the Sixth Street was not high. Each wall could only be assigned four electromagnetic pulse cannons, and each cannon was responsible for a line of defense of thousands of meters. And there were at least a hundred Bug Vehicles attacking the north gate!
The Bug Vehicle that lost its shell didn't die. It writhed on the ground like an earthworm, but it quickly died under the barrage of bullets.
A soldier carrying a rocket launcher ran to the wall, knelt on one knee, and aimed at the nearest Bug Vehicle.
He pressed the trigger.
Exhaust ejected! The rocket suddenly flew five meters before it adjusted its direction and shot into the sky. Five seconds later, the rocket smashed down like a meteorite, piercing through the shell of the Bug Vehicle that had been locked onto. The "snail shell" suddenly froze, and the flames of the explosion rushed out three to four meters high from the gap at the top, and the insects hidden inside were instantly blown to pieces.
"Nice job!"
The soldier next to him gave him a thumbs up. He grinned, removed the disposable launcher, took out another thick tube from the ammo box, and installed it on the guidance device.
Red Arrow-42, other than the Type-50 Electromagnetic Pulse Cannon, was one of the few weapons that could cause damage to the Bug Vehicle.
With the supplement of individual anti-tank weapons, the battle began to turn around. The Bug Vehicles that were about to reach the wall were annihilated. But Zhao Gang, who stood in the command tower, still had a frown on his face.
There were a total of 251 red dots on the screen, and the total number of Red Arrow-42 missiles was only 100. The ammunition with a unit price of 4000 crystals was too expensive, and the Sixth Street didn't have much in stock.
Just then, the communication device in Zhao Gang's pocket suddenly rang.
"Hello?" Seeing that it was Jiang Chen calling, he immediately picked up.
"Get ready to watch the fireworks." Jiang Chen smiled.
Zhao Gang was stunned, and he didn't know what was going on. But in less than half a minute, the communication device fell from his hand onto the ground. Looking out the window, his pupils gradually enlarged. His Adam's apple moved up and down, but he couldn't say a word to describe his shock.
He looked to the side and saw that Chu Nan's expression was similar to his …
On the wall, a soldier heard the howling sound from the distance and raised his head.
"Look! What is that! "A person screamed and pointed to the southwest sky.
Rows of black dots dragged a long trail of smoke.
The anti-air machine guns nervously aimed over, but when they realized it wasn't mutants, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Rockets rained down and blanketed the area behind the Sixth Street.
In an instant, the crimson pillar of fire rose and engulfed the battlefield within a thousand meters. It swallowed the two hundred Bug Vehicles and the zombies and mutants rushing to the Sixth Street.
The armor of the Bug Vehicles could easily deflect the rockets and withstand the impact of the explosion, but it couldn't withstand the thousands of degrees Celsius temperature. Their exoskeletons were still intact, but the soft bodies beneath the exoskeletons had already been steamed and roasted into charcoal.
The rolling flames receded, and the thick black smoke covered the sky. Under the barrage of bullets, not a single mutant survived.
The soldiers on the wall stared blankly at the scene in front of them as the rifles in their hands slipped out of their hands.
After a long while, someone finally opened their mouth to speak.
"Insane."
"… Obviously."
"What is this …" A soldier's voice was trembling.
"… Hell?"
"Probably … Should be one of us."
"Without a doubt."
Feeling the heat blowing to the tip of his nose, the soldier next to him turned off the safety and lowered the rifle in his hand.
If such a thing existed, rifles would no longer have any meaning …
A Death Claw stumbled out of the flames and rolled on the ground in pain. The mixture of gasoline stuck to its body was like lard, sticky and resistant to heat. Rolling not only didn't extinguish the fire, but it made the fire burn even more. Gradually, it stopped struggling and just scratched the concrete with its claws.
No one paid attention to the Death Claw because everyone knew it couldn't live for more than a few minutes.
In the distance, rockets continued to fly across the sky.
Standing in the command center, Zhao Gang and Chu Nan gazed at the flames in the distance.
The horizon was gradually dyed with a crimson glow.
But at this moment, he couldn't tell if it was the sunset or the bullets that lit up the sunset.
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