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The bullet flew past Ding Liwei's scalp, and cold sweat slid down his forehead. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Is this the strength of the CCCP border guards?

Looking at the power armor that was not at all the same as the P series, and the twelve KV-9 tanks that poured fire with their main guns and coaxial machine guns, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

His defeat was neither tactics nor courage, but simply in equipment.

Next to him, a power armor flew upside down and crashed into the concrete wall, crashing into the building behind him. Anti-tank rockets have been halfway fired, but few have been achieved.

The armor of the KV-9 is worthy of being claimed to be strong enough to resist the electromagnetic gun!

The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia Regiment were fired one after another, but only two tanks were completely scrapped on the side of the road. With the exception of one tank with two large holes in its front armor, the remaining ten tanks, although they looked a little embarrassed on the outside, still fought as if they were not injured.

However, the biggest headache for Ding Liwei is not these tanks, but those SU-5 power armor!

The power armor of these hairy men was as difficult as their tanks, and he didn't even know if the rifle in his hand would have any effect on it. But fortunately, the number has finally given them a slight advantage, and ten SU-5s have already been scrapped.

It's just that the price they pay is three times that number......

A 75mm high-explosive bomb exploded behind him, and pieces of cement smashed on the rear armor, Ding Liwei immediately buried his head, stuck to the thick bunker, and cursed in his mouth.

"The ...... of Grass Nyima This group of bears from Siberia!

Looking at the red crosses that appeared one after another on the command interface, his eyes flashed with a hideous light.

First planted a heel in Jiang Chen's hands, and now he crashed into the CCCP's tank, his second militia regiment seemed to be caught in the middle of the two major forces, and he was punched in the left cheek, followed by another punch in the right cheek.

Teeth chattering.

Ding Liwei stared at the tank that was strafing with a coaxial machine gun, and his fist almost deformed the grip of the rifle.

Could it be that this is the second militia regiment that will die in heaven?

His chest was already filled with hatred.

He was unwilling!

Obviously, the legacy of pan-Asian cooperation is in sight, and it is only a little bit away from being able to hold it in his hands!

"Damn!" he cursed several times, and his fist slammed into the ground, bringing up a flurry of cement shards.

At least......

At least leave these barbarians here for now!

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he switched to the communication screen, shouting at the top of his voice.

"Wan Peng, what the hell are you waiting for! Don't use that thing anymore, are you waiting to be brought to the coffin?"

Quietly in my ears, the communication channel was silent for a long time, and there was no response.

"Wan Peng?"

Ding Liwei's face changed suddenly.

At the other end of the communication screen, there was not the slightest response.

A terrible thought came to him......

This guy slipped away!

"*** Wan Peng! Lao Tzu-"

Ding Liwei was about to scold, but his pupils were dilated in horror. Before the curse could be fully spoken, it was torn off by a loud explosion. The whole person, along with the bunker in front of him, was engulfed in the flames of the explosion......

……

The battle, which lasted for more than an hour, finally came to an end.

Anti-tank rockets are almost exhausted, and the 2nd Militia Regiment has completely lost the means of fighting CCCP tanks.

Accompanied by power armor, the KV-9 began to move forward, using coaxial machine guns and artillery, pressing the 2nd Militia Regiment, which had lost its means of countermeasures, could not raise its head.

In the end, with the death of Regiment Commander Ding Liwei, this defense line composed of P series police power armor finally began to rout. At this point, the Shangjing City Survivors Alliance has exhausted the last trace of vitality and has completely withdrawn from the stage of history from this moment.

The battle for Metro Line 0 has been decided, but the battle for Line 27 is still in a stalemate.

In order to fight for control of the special access subway station, both sides took out 120 clean points and poured fire on the enemy's battle line.

"Attack, attack, attack!"

Sitting inside the KV-9 tank, Sedov stared coldly at the holographic screen, eagle-like eyes locked on the NAC defenses, roaring at the clone soldiers who were charging like locusts, roaring blood-stained rage.

With every roar of attack, a group of clones fell.

These clones have no pain, no feelings, and no idea what death is, and from the moment they are produced, they exist as cannon fodder for the Soviets.

They didn't even need to go through professional military training, all they had to do was charge and charge and charge and charge at the local lines! Many of them were not even issued with 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 daggers at their waists.

Picking up their comrades' rifles from the ground, they tore at enemy lines like mad dogs, and most of the clone soldiers didn't even have time to empty a magazine before they were smashed into a sieve by the accumulated bullets. However, they can often cause a lot of trouble on the NAC's side before they fall.

The battle continued to burn, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

At this moment, Sedov noticed that a group of soldiers wearing mechanical exoskeletons had joined the battle line from the rear of the NAC.

They didn't have guns in their hands, and they carried baskets on their backs, which looked like grenades. Immediately afterwards, Sedov, who was sitting in the tank, saw that these people took out the grenades from the frame, and with the help of the mechanical exoskeleton, they threw them at the tank guarding the concrete wall.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Sedov's mouth pulled a sneer.

He knew what they wanted to do.

It is nothing more than an attempt to take advantage of the anti-human thermal design of the KV-9 to turn the tank into an oven with incendiary bombs.

Obviously, behind these people, most of them are commanded by officers of pan-Asian cooperation, and they are also experienced in actual combat.

He also had to admit that this thing was even more effective than anti-tank rockets in a sense, especially in this narrow terrain, which could not only threaten the crew and engine of the KV-9, but also effectively suppress the Clone Sea tactics.

However,

"The fire company prepares and takes out the fire extinguisher. Looking at the flames of the tank on the edge of the concrete wall, Sedov pulled the walkie-talkie, stared at the burning flames on the tank, and sneered, "Spray me!"

"Roger!"

A team of twenty sappers carrying iron cans on their backs stepped forward and aimed their nozzles at the burning tank. A mist of powder drifted over and quickly extinguished the flames on the tank.

Seeing this scene, a sneer flashed in Sedov's eyes.

How could they not know about the weaknesses of the KV-9 tank? Not to mention the fire extinguisher, they, the border guards of Uerlian, even DIY the reactive armor used to extinguish the fire, specifically to deal with the situation of street fighting that is inconvenient for sappers to dispatch.

Isn't it too arrogant to try to solve the torrent of Soviet steel with just a few incendiary bombs?

Just as Sedov was laughing at the retarded mind of the Pan-Asian Cooperation Officer in his heart, there was a faint tremor in the tunnel behind him.

The tremor lasted for a minute, and then there was no more movement.

Having opened the lid on the top of the tank, Sedov stood up from the tank and frowned as he looked at the dark tunnel behind him.

"What's going on......"

For some reason, from this violent tremor, he faintly felt a little bad.

As if confirming his premonition, an anxious report came from his ears.

Traces of a nuclear explosion have been observed at Fuxing Station of Line 27, a large area of collapse has occurred in a nearby subway section, and zombies active on the surface are pouring in on a large scale...... Damn! It's the Daredevil!Ahhhh

There was a brief rush in communications, and the roar of machine guns could be heard in the distance.

"Stabilize the formation and fire back!"

"Ahhh

Hearing that there was a fire in the backyard, Sedov's face changed suddenly, blue and white, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"How is that possible!"

Nuclear explosion!?

Could it be that explosion just now?!

He suddenly realized that if the corpses poured in from Line 27, wouldn't it be ...... for him to be fighting with NAC at the moment