I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

"Have you heard the sound?" Sun Jiao wrinkled and asked, and asked Jiang Chen next to him. Hey. ⊙

The snow is very big, and the two are standing by the Taipu River at the moment.

"It seems to be heard, is something bombed?" Jiang Chen looked at the direction of the east, but the snow blocked his sight.

It was two explosions. I couldn’t tell which sound was louder. It should have come from a very distant place.

"Don't let it go." Sun Jiao sighed and stared at the other side of the river. "After all, the party is about to begin."

"It’s also true." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

All combat units have already traveled to the front.

271 infantry, 8 hunting tigers, 15 infantry vehicles converted from pickup trucks.

The black blood mercenary group has been on the other side of the river, lurking on a snow **** several kilometers away.

Everything is ready.

Pulling the scarf around his neck, the white mist rose from Jiang Chen’s mouth.

"let's start."

"Understand! My sir." Sun Jiao blinked slyly and turned to step into the t-3 power armor.

As night falls, the snow stops.

The searchlights in the center of the camp and in the four corners swayed at a constant speed, illuminating the surrounding snow dunes.

A list of mutants armed with rifles lined up in the camp. They are dressed in steel armor, wearing a single coat made of fur to avoid direct skin contact with steel.

More than 50 trucks were parked on the open space of the camp, and the infiltrated barrels and barrels stood. It is covered with white cloth and blends with the colors of the snow.

They did not put the opponents on the other side of the river at all.

In their view, it takes only one round of assault to get those cowards out of the trenches and tear them into pieces with both hands.

Shooting is not something they are good at.

Because of the large fingers, they had to saw off the trigger guards in order to facilitate the shooting. This is why they prefer machine guns because most machine guns are not as short as rifles.

Rough, fierce fire, as for weight-bearing or something. They don't have to think about it at all

The last wave of soldiers has arrived at the base, only to be strong enough to carry the weight of their armor, they will blow to the horn of the charge.

However, they are destined to wait for this day.

"Have you heard anything?" The mutant who stood at the gate of the camp turned his head and looked at his comrades.

Wrinkled. The mutant looked around, but did not find the sound source.

"Look! What is that!"

The screams sounded and a mutant man pointed to the dark night sky.

Something has fallen from the dust, dragging a faintly visible fire, and is gradually accelerating.

However, they have no time to think about what it is.

Snapped!

The searchlights in the center of the camp and in the four corners were broken. The light shining around was instantly darkened.

With a moment, several orange flares rose into the sky, suddenly bursting, and the stinging white light adorned the camp with white spots.

It is a lighting bomb!

"Damn, it is an enemy!" screamed in anger, and the mutant who stood at the door quickly pulled out the light machine gun behind him and fired at the opposite snowy hill.

No mutants will think that the humans who huddled behind the bunkers actually launched a night attack!

Similarly, no mutants will panic about human night strikes, but instead have a hint of excitement.

They are looking for a dead end!

However, such confidence did not last long.

Under the cover of the flares, a rocket dragging the red tail flame descends from the sky!

In the horror of all the mutants. Hit the center of the camp.

boom!

The fire broke out instantly.

Instantly engulfed the vehicles covered with white cloth, the mutants who were preparing to board the car, and the weapons and materials buried under the snow!

The inhumane serial explosion began, and a simple symphony of notes was played in the camp of the mutant.

Running, terrible, desperately taking off the red-hot steel armor, falling down in exhaustion, accepting the harvest of the flame of death.

Iron fragments and snow were thrown into the sky, melting into liquid in the heat wave, like a fireworks feast.

It’s like hell.

No one would have thought of the "rats" on the other side of the river. There will be a big killer like a cruise missile!

Of course, this is of course not a cruise ship, just a rocket loaded with 1000 kilograms of concentrated explosives. 1 kg of 20 sub-crystals, counting the cost of the rocket. This giant cannon has gone to Jiangchen 30,000 yajing!

However, what about this? Compared to the effect it caused, the 30,000 crystals are too valuable.

Looking at the fire on the other side of the river, Jiang Chen pulled out the signal gun and yelled at the scorpion.

"attack!"

"Roger that!"

The red signal flare broke through the night sky.

Eight humming sounds, and a 5kg-quality bomb whistled into the camp on the other side of the river.

The shock wave of the rocket explosion opened the snowdrift on the river bank. There is no further obstruction between the two sides. With the advantage of range, the electromagnetic gun pours firepower to the opposite side.

The infantry took the rifle and stepped out of the trench. Under the leadership of six power armor, they launched an assault on the other side of the river.

The black blood mercenary group, which first went to the other side of the river, had already exchanged fire with the mutants. The orange yellow tracer was like a raindrop, and the night sky was lit.

The flame in the camp has not been dispersed for a long time because of the oxidant such as magnesium powder mixed in the explosive.

Under the glare, the position of the mutant is exposed. However, the mutants who want to carry the rifle to aim at the target hidden in the dark have become a problem. They can only clasp the trigger indiscriminately and respond with fire.

Looking at the battle image on the tablet in the hand, Jiang Chen’s mouth couldn’t help but raise a smile.

The other party’s air defense forces have all collapsed, and the bombing that failed to prevent them not only erased nearly half of their combat power, but also completely disrupted their organization and fell into chaos of their own battles.

The mutants wearing armor are strong, but the strong ones are only the front armor. In the wilderness, the attack was launched by the encirclement, and the bullets flew from all directions. The mutants who failed to form a formation could only accept the unilateral slaughter.

The riflemen fired rhythmically, propelled, and guided the shelling. In the virtual reality training device, they have been exercised numerous times.

The six power armor led by Sun Jiao, with its superb power, smashed in the upper reaches of the mutants, splitting and breaking the mutant soldiers who tried to assemble.

Look at this chick's posture on the battlefield, although in the iron box. In short, looking at her cool heroic, and then recalling her humiliation under her last night, this feeling is really unbelievable.

The cheeks were reddish, and Jiang Chen coughed down and took all these unhealthy thoughts out of his mind.

The war is nearing the end.

The soldiers who broke into the camp used gun butts to smash the dying mutants and took out the dagger to fill the knife.

No need for any captives, death is the best destination for this group of beasts.

Putting the tablet down, he turned and boarded the assault infantry.

"Cross the river."

"Yes, sir."

As a base leader, Jiang Chen realized that he could not be at the forefront like a warrior. After all, the fish bone base has now passed through the early stages of development, not as lacking as before. So he readily accepted the view that Sun Jiao insisted, standing behind and waiting for the end of the war.

The gunshots in the distance gradually became sparse, and the infantry vehicles drove over the bridge.

The north wind faintly brought a faint temperature. Sitting on the roof of the car, Jiang Chen looked far away from the bombarded mutant camp, but his mind was floating outside the battlefield.

This should be the vast majority of the military supplies of the mutants. Even if there are more than two thousand variants of the No. 7 land, they should be unable to fight again.

It will not be easy to transport this batch of materials from the northern Liantong District, which is 1,500 kilometers away. Now that the materials have been destroyed, Sun Xiaorou, who is the eyeliner, was also caught by Jiang Chen.

What will the dusk church that is planned to be defeated do?

Speaking of it, the rebel alliance has not moved so far, so that Jiang Chen is even about to forget that he still has this ally.

What are they trying to figure out? (To be continued.)