The frozen Yangtze River divided Wu City into two. The north bank was under the control of the Northern Alliance Area, while the south bank was the position of NAC.
Two days ago, the last batch of troops responsible for the rear also withdrew behind the line of defense and opened a multi-echelon defense along the river.
The thickness of the ice was close to one meter. As long as special tires were changed, passing through light armored units was no longer a problem. However, this one-meter-thick ice was still far from enough to support the weight of the Wanderer tank. Under the hindrance of the terrain, the fierce offensive of the Northern Alliance Area finally stopped.
It was on this ice that NAC's artillery exerted its greatest advantage. An electromagnetic pulse cannon could easily penetrate the ice, turn the solid ice into broken ice floes, and prevent the soldiers of the Northern Alliance Area from passing through.
The machine guns distributed along the coast could easily weave a net of fire. Even the narrowest part of the frozen river was more than 1,100 meters wide. It was almost an impossible task to charge through this ice field without any cover with one's own flesh and blood.
Under the command of Han Junhua, the line of defense of the Second Division was more than several times stronger than two days ago.
…
Hu Cheng used a shovel to shovel the snow in the foxhole outside, then he threw away the shovel, rubbed his face that was almost numb from the cold, gasped for breath, and sat on top of the ammunition box.
Two days ago, the order to retreat saved him from the hell on the front line. Carrying the light machine gun picked up from the battlefield, he was assigned to this foxhole about one person deep.
There was only one mission, and that was to pull the trigger when the enemy charged. He liked this job very much. He didn't have to aim, and he could use firepower to make the enemy retreat.
In fact, the machine gunners did do it. NAC's supplies were so abundant that he didn't have to calculate how much ammunition he had left.
Yesterday, those "barbarians" also tried to launch three feints and two strong attacks, but they were all suppressed without exception.
Today, they calmed down a lot. Except for a few occasional gunshots through the snow, there was basically no new action.
There was an electric kettle not far away from him. In this kind of weather, there was nothing better than drinking a cup of hot cocoa … Of course, hot cocoa was just a dream. Ever since he crawled out of the hibernation chamber, he had not seen this kind of good stuff that could be found everywhere before the war.
He sprinkled a few dried, low-quality tea leaves into the boiling water. The tea leaves produced in the tea garden near the Sixth Street had a nice name, Drunken Tea. As long as it was soaked in boiling water for a while, it would produce a kind of wine smell.
Not only was it not intoxicating, it could also warm the stomach.
These things were the favorites of the middle class, and they were the most expensive luxury items they could enjoy. If it wasn't for the generosity of the Marshal, they wouldn't even have the chance to enjoy this.
If he had to fork out his own money to buy it, he would definitely be reluctant.
Taking out his binoculars, Hu Cheng carefully leaned against the edge of the pit and confirmed the defense line on the other side.
"Very good. Looks like the people over there can't stand the cold anymore." Hu Cheng muttered as he put the binoculars into the pocket of his winter suit. He crossed his hands and sat back on the ammunition box. He turned off the power of the electric kettle, took a steel cup, poured half a cup for himself, and held it in his arms as he sipped.
He had never seen such a cold winter before, nor had he seen such a strange snow. When he woke up from the frozen hibernation, the most difficult decade had already passed. According to the elders who experienced the most difficult period after the war, this was the legendary nuclear winter?
The Drunken Tea had another benefit. It could effectively reduce the radiation value.
After drinking the tea, Hu Cheng glanced at the radiation value and iodine storage on the EP. He returned to the machine gun position and moved his hand around the handle.
Just then, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a few green shadows from the opposite side.
Hu Cheng's glasses narrowed as he muttered to himself while he took out the binoculars from his pocket.
"Maybe I'm seeing things …"
He raised the binoculars and moved his eyes closer.
For a split second, he actually saw the shadows of the mutated humans. Was it because he was too tired? It was indeed possible. He didn't have a good night's sleep these past few days.
The binoculars fell on the snow pile and Hu Cheng opened his mouth in shock.
[Are they really … mutated humans?]
[How is this possible?!]
However, the enemy didn't give him time to reflect on this shock. Following a series of intensive gunshots, the mutated human soldiers equipped with C-type steel began to charge at the NAC's position.
Hu Cheng lowered his head reflexively. There was a whistling sound in the air, and the shells exploded ten meters behind the foxhole.
The flying shrapnel knocked over the electric kettle. Hu Cheng had no time to feel sorry for the unfinished hot tea. He swept away the snow on his body and threw himself to the side of the machine gun. He hurriedly opened the safety and aimed at the charging mutated humans and unleashed his bullets!
The bullets sputtered on the steel armor and created a series of sparks. From the trajectory of the bullets, it could be seen that the rain of bullets didn't penetrate the simple and crude armor.
"DAMMIT!"
An inexplicable panic rose in Hu Cheng's heart. He gritted his teeth, pulled off the chain on the machine gun, and hastily replaced the bullets with armor-piercing bullets. He once again unleashed his firepower at the charging mutated humans.
The recoil shattered the icicles on the edge of the concrete bunker, and at the same time, his muscles were in pain. The rate of fire of the machine gun was much slower, but the power was not just a little bit stronger. A lot of the armor on the mutated humans were knocked to the ground by the bullets and were shredded into meat paste by the rain of bullets. However, more mutated humans still rushed into the first line of defense of the NAC and engaged the soldiers behind the trenches!
Even if they were shot several times and their internal organs were smashed into meat paste, these mutated humans wouldn't die immediately. The simple-minded mutated humans were far more difficult to deal with when they were in a frenzy.
Python drones and Reptile robots were urgently dispatched, but the EMP weapons launched by the First Legion caused a lot of trouble for these robot units. Although it wasn't enough to directly destroy them, the side effects of circuit overload could make the Python drones and Reptile robots stagnate.
A mutated human rushed directly below Hu Cheng's machine gun position and already avoided the maximum angle of the machine gun. Through the layer of snowstorm, he could even see that hateful face, as well as the drool that had frozen at the corner of his mouth.
"Go to hell! You disgusting green skins! "
Hu Cheng roared, grabbed the rifle with a bayonet, peeked out from the bunker, and stabbed at the head of the mutated human from above. A few bullets hit the side of him, and the cement and ice shards scratched his face with shallow blood marks.
The bayonet didn't penetrate the mutated human's face, but it was stuck in its arm.
However, he didn't retreat. He slashed to the side and pried open the muscle of the mutated human's arm.
The mutated human roared in pain. The rifle in its hand fell to the side, but its other hand reflexively took out the low-quality machete around its waist and swung at Hu Cheng.
Hu Cheng ducked his head and dodged the attack. Seizing the flaw it revealed, Hu Cheng aimed the muzzle at its hateful face and pressed the trigger with all his might.
Following the explosion of the muzzle, the orange-yellow bullet shot into the snow along with streaks of blood, sizzling with white mist. The machine gun fire on the other side of the river suppressed Hu Cheng back behind the machine gun position. More and more mutated humans rushed onto the frozen river. They fired their rifles while rushing over.
Just as he was about to fire, a deafening screech suddenly appeared in the air.
Before he could react, a series of explosions exploded on the ice surface. It brought snow mist, ice shards, and large chunks of ice into the air dozens of meters high. When everything dissipated, the entire river was shattered, and large chunks of ice slowly floated with the current.
There was no trace of the mutated human. Only the smoke of the explosion remained on the shattered ice surface, and it didn't dissipate in the howling snowstorm for a long time …
"Nice shot!"
Hu Cheng punched the cement wall, looked at the river, and shouted excitedly.
Although he also knew that the shattered ice surface would be frozen again by the overwhelming snowstorm in less than a day, he still felt that it would not be long before the shattered ice surface was frozen again. But at least in the next ten hours, he didn't have to worry about his defense area. Even if he rested on the machine gun for a while, there wouldn't be any problems …
He hadn't closed his eyes for a long time.
But before he fell asleep, he was still confused.
Those mutated humans … What is going on?
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