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With such a huge disparity in numbers, or in such a small space, Luo Xiaoyong originally thought that it would not be too easy to solve the T-3, but the cruel truth was in front of him, and before the two sides could meet each other, he had already lost a team of brothers.

Very well, the current battle situation is fifteen to one.

The advantage is still great, but he faintly feels a little bad in his heart.

"What was that explosion just now?" asked one of the militiamen, scanning the half-ruined walls.

"The radiation level has risen sharply...... Maybe they blew up a nuclear fusion core, or maybe a tactical nuclear bomb. ”

"Hell, do you have tactical nukes on all of the NAC's power armor?" another militiaman scolded.

"Shut up and keep an eye on the road. Luo Xiaoyong said in a deep voice, "All squads pay attention, adopt a dispersed formation. Group B went around to him from the safe passage, Group C burst in through the front of the stairs in the hall, and Group D was ready to follow me. ”

"Understood!"

"Action!"

Luo Xiaoyong clenched his fists and made a forward gesture, leading the soldiers behind him to outflank him from the side in the direction of the stairs.

The P series power armor is a police type, that is, the legendary power armor for stability maintenance, which is quite weak in anti-armor capabilities, but relatively has outstanding anti-personnel capabilities and small arms protection capabilities.

On the other hand, the T-2, as an airborne power armor with fairly high mobility requirements, sacrificed its armor thickness and was significantly inferior to the P series. The sixth block was based on the T-2 power armor, and the self-designed T-3 also inherited this feature, until the T-4 for land use, it was changed.

It can be said that although the P series is a police type, it will not be much worse than the T-3 power armor when it really fights.

It is precisely because of this that Luo Xiaoyong is so confident and surrounds him with people.

Soon, however, his subordinates paid the price with their lives for him for his self-confidence.

Upon receiving the order, Group B immediately rushed upwards along the safe passage.

However, just as they were about to reach the 70th floor, they collided with Jiang Chen's cannon muzzle.

That's right, it's the muzzle!

I saw Jiang Chen, who was standing at the entrance of the safe passage, holding a forty-five-meter-long Type 50 electromagnetic cannon in his hand!

That's right, the T-series power armor does have the function of an external gun, but where did this "gun" come from?!

The militia standing in the middle of the stairs didn't have time to think about this problem at all, because the electric energy that was flooded in the capacitors was released in an instant!

The anchoring device of his feet had been opened, and there was no need to aim at all, and Jiang Chen shot at the power armor at the front. A dazzling arc of lightning flashed through the muzzle of the cannon, and the 5-kilogram mass bullet pierced through the four power armors like a string of sugar gourds, blasting out of the building along with the wall behind them.

Letting go of the barrel in his hand, Jiang Chen pulled out the tactical rifle on his waist like a cloud, and aimed at the militiaman who had narrowly escaped with a shuttle of bullets. Unfortunately, the armor of the P-series was not ordinarily thick, and the bullets broke the shell of the power armor, but did not kill anyone.

Stunned by the condescending bullets, the militia jumped out of the building in a panic, activated the descent device and fled.

Jiang Chen didn't chase after him, picked up the fifty-type electromagnetic cannon from the ground, put away the steel bars anchored to the ground on the soles of his feet, and looked at the bottom of the stairs and muttered to himself.

"Are there ten left?"

I guess the other people heard the noise, and they should have already rushed here.

Throwing the electromagnetic cannon back into the storage space, Jiang Chen took out the tablet connected to the drone hive, clicked on it a few times, set the attack path, and then walked along the path where the group of militiamen came up, and walked towards the bottom of the safe passage.

"Group B lost contact. ”

Looking at the five new red crosses on the command interface, Luo Xiaoyong only felt anger burning in his chest, his teeth creaking, and he couldn't wait to chop Jiang Chen into pieces and feed them to the zombies, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Those ten brothers were all his close comrades-in-arms, and they had been training together since before the war, and they were selected into the Second Militia Regiment of Shangjing City together, and lay down in a dormant warehouse as a post-war reserve army.

They survived the tide of corpses, resisted the nuclear winter, wiped out the mutants, and leveled the cannibal tribes, but in the end they were planted here! Such losses are unprecedented, and they are absolutely unbearable for the Second Militia Regiment!

"This is Group C and we have managed to reach the target area...... Grass! We're attacked! It's reptiles and vipers! Damn, how can NAC even have this thing!?"

The reptilian robot is a well-known fire support platform for the Pan-Asian Army, and the Viper drone is also an attack drone that terrifies NATO. And now there are eight of them! and the hummingbird drones in the sky are rushing towards them together!

From the messy gunfire, you can tell that Group C is in a rather bad situation.

"Attention Group C, withdraw it for me!"

"Roger, withdrawing-ah-!"

The communication tone was rudely cut off.

Looking at the three red crosses on the command interface that had lost contact, Luo Xiaoyong's eyes were round, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

The militiamen of Group D looked around with trepidation, their rifles guarding the shadows in the corners.

They were originally full of confidence, but now they are finally starting to fear.

That's right, it's fear!

They couldn't figure it out, what they were chasing was obviously only a T-3 power armor, and at most a negligible little girl, but now it was a tactical nuclear bomb, an electromagnetic cannon, and even reptiles and vipers appeared......

What lies ahead of them?

They don't know.

Don't even dare to think about it.

Luo Xiaoyong's anger was completely detonated.

So far, he hadn't even seen Jiang Chen's people, and he had already lost half of his subordinates.

"Hold the grass Nima, you shrunken turtle, aren't you the marshal of the NAC, what is the skill of hiding in the shadows!" roaring into the empty hall, Luo Xiaoyong fired his rifle into the shadows, and roared angrily, "There is a special way to come out and fight with Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu let you have one hand-"

However, at that moment, footsteps were heard in front of him.

A faint voice floated over.

"I heard, you're going to fight me alone?"

One by one, their eyes looked at each other.

I saw that the one who came out of that shadow was Jiang Chen, who had made them suffer so much!

Coming back to his senses, Luo Xiao scolded fiercely.

"Pick on you to be paralyzed!"

As he spoke, the tactical rifle in his hand was raised, and the five power armors pulled the trigger together.

Prepared, Jiang Chen unhurriedly opened the nitrogen shield.

The violent air flow blew away violently, and I saw orange-yellow ballistics, like broken toothpicks, tilted to the side.

Looking at the spitting tongue of fire and the pitch-black armor reflected in the firelight, Jiang Chen sighed faintly.

"I knew it was going to happen. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pressed the button on the tablet......