Rocket artillery position, 8 "Fireball-1" cluster rockets converted from trucks. As for the original 8 BM-21 cluster rockets that Jiang Chen bought from Russia, they were quickly thrown into the cold palace.

In terms of incendiary bombs alone, the "Fireball-1" has twice the combustion heat and burning time of the BM-21, and the combustion time is also three times that of the BM-21. At the same time, the shooting accuracy has also improved a lot.

In addition to conventional incendiary bombs and high-explosive bombs, the Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute led by Jiang Lin has also made full use of its brains and designed futuristic weapons such as laser bombs and EMP bombs.

Needless to say, if one rocket explodes, half of the electronic equipment in the area will be destroyed if it is not paralyzed.

The power of the laser bomb is not inferior, a rocket flies into the sky and explodes, and then it rains as if countless high-energy laser beams are falling from the sky. This high burst of energy damage is very impressive for both soft and hard targets. Under the cover of the swarm rockets, the scene must have been as spectacular as a rainstorm.

Because the shell of the rocket was outsourced to a private military factory in the sixth block, the current incendiary bombs in the NAC arsenal far exceeded the target of 1,000 rounds given by Jiang Chen a month ago.

Thousands of thick rockets lay in the open space of the launch site of the Institute of Space Science and Technology, carefully loaded into the launch tubes behind the trucks by artillery officers directly under the General Staff.

At this moment, Jiang Chen was standing next to the launch vehicle, holding a tablet in his hand, listening to Jiang Lin pointing and explaining.

"The loading of each vehicle is here, as well as the temperature of the launch tubes, the number of ammunition. The launch coverage area can be set via the slab. As well as the number of launches. The trajectory is automatically calculated by an intelligent program, and after setting the launch parameters, just press the fingerprint next to it. ”

Look at the red circle next to the tablet. Jiang Chen touched his chin with interest.

"The automatic reloading device is still being designed, and it will take some time to produce results, so let's use it for now. ”

"Not bad, stock 5100 incendiary bombs, 1000 high-explosive rounds, 151 laser bombs...... Isn't there an EMP?" Jiang Chen asked.

"No, the command ordered us to prioritize the production of incendiary bombs. Isn't this time a war against xenos? EMP is useless against creatures. Jiang Lin said with a smile.

Not much. The rocket launch site has been reloaded, and the artillerymen involved in the loading have retreated to positions no meter away and dragged away the ammunition boxes.

Command tablet. The blue dots marking the 1st and 3rd Corps are approaching the city center, and the red dots that have been scanned are aggressive zombies and xenomorphs. Judging from the map, Cheng Weiguo and the others have approached Wanghai Airport.

Fingers slid down the screen and dragged out a circular frame. It's like carving out a forbidden area of life. All xenomorphs in the airport are included.

"There's a feeling of unleashing magic. Hovering his thumb over the button, Jiang Chen grinned.

"And it's forbidden magic. The designer of the weapon, Jiang Lin, smiled equally happily.

The thumb pressed on the red circle, and the arc-shaped scan code slid at a constant speed, and a cold text box popped up.

【Fireball-1 Attack Group Launch】

Almost at the same time, the launch site was shrouded in the exhaust gases of cluster rockets.

……

Outside Wanghai Airport, a symphony of heavy metals is playing.

After a few days of rain, the traces of burning in the corners and alleys have basically disappeared. The dry corpse. They were all eroded into dust in the wind and dew.

Suddenly, the tranquility of the streets was shattered by the roar of engines and orange-yellow warheads.

Tiger Hunter II takes the lead in running over the corpses. The erected barrel was charged and released, shattering Roshan's head in one go. The zombies and xenomorphs in the eastern urban area have spread back to the downtown area, but because of the area, the density of these zombies is quite normal.

The roof machine gun continued to vent its fire, and the orange-yellow bullets crushed all the zombies on the road to the ground. Zombies that do not form a scale cannot pose a threat to tanks on a frontal battlefield.

Most of the risks faced by the First Corps come from the dark alleys, shop shops with broken windows, many of the zombies in them have survived, and most of the zombies in the eastern city are also mixed in.

"Keep up!"

With a rifle in his right hand and a fist in his left hand making a forward gesture, Feng Yu, who was wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, beckoned the team to move forward.

At this moment, hideous-looking zombies poured out of the corners and alleys, staggering towards his team.

"Grenades!"

With a loud shout, one of the soldiers ripped off the grenade from his chest and threw it at the corpses that rushed out of the alley.

The fire exploded violently, and a ball of minced flesh flew onto everyone's bodies.

Shaking off the blood stains on the handle, Feng Yu continued to set up his rifle, shooting as he moved.

Only high-explosive grenades can be used in close combat, not incendiary grenades, otherwise a burning zombie will be a disaster for all soft targets. For the zombies whose limbs were blown off, the soldiers passing by rushed to make up for them. Or simply go up with one foot, most of the soldiers injected with genetic drugs can smash these rotten skulls with one foot.

"Damn, there are more and more zombies ahead!"

Taking advantage of the gap between the reloads, Feng Yu frowned and glanced at the EP tied to his left arm.

The drone scanned the zombies in the area, and the dense red dots really made people's scalps tingle.

He wouldn't back down, though, because he was a high-class citizen of the Sixth Block.

Having finally climbed to his current position, he is only one step away from the knight, and it is impossible for him to retreat!

"It's a dead claw!" Suddenly, an exclamation was heard over the radio channel.

An erect lizard with claws slammed out of the street, its mouth biting a struggling soldier, and judging by its folded skin, it was supposed to belong to the dead claws that had survived the last month's scrubbing.

"Grass!" The face that was gradually losing its vitality made Feng Yu's scalp tingle for a while.

Not daring to hesitate, he immediately gave the order to the team, and shot Deathclaw's head as he stepped back.

"Grenades!"

The grenade alone can't help the dead claws, at most it has a certain suppressive effect.

Five sharp blades tore through the smoke of the explosion, and the thermal grenade hurt it, but it didn't kill it.

Deathclaws staggered in, and ten sharp blades swung in both hands. But just as it was about to make contact with Feng Yu, its throat was grabbed by a strong hand, pulled 90 degrees fiercely, and pressed against the cement wall on the side of the road.

"Roar!"

Deathclaw roared unwillingly, and the claws emitted a series of tooth-aching frictions against the C-beam.

However, for the T-4 power armor, the scratching of a wounded claw is tantamount to tickling.

The hand was like an iron pincer, and the three-edged barrel of the arm spun out and rotated, and the fire shot through the head of the dead claw at close range.

"You owe me my life, man. ”

Throwing away the claws, the power armor slammed its fist into the steel casing on its chest, then set up its tactical rifle and continued to move forward.

The infantry vehicles began to converge from the road, and the zombies in this area have been cleared, and there will be no more danger before they reach the airport.

Panting and pressing down the muzzle, Feng Yu glanced at the dead claws on the ground with palpitations.

"Captain, what are you going to do next?" a light infantryman asked as he walked up to Feng Yu's side, panting.

"Keep advancing—wait, alert from Command. Looking at the flashing icon of the EP on his left arm, Feng Yu immediately called out to his comrades who were about to continue advancing.

The convoy slowly stopped, and the power armor that rushed to the front also stopped and assumed a defensive posture.

Feng Yu raised his head and looked at the clear sky.

Suddenly, hundreds of sharp arrows slid through the sky, dragging long and narrow tails of smoke, and fell in the direction of the airport.

Crimson flames soared into the sky, billowing smoke obscuring the airport.

"Incendiary ......"

"Our artillery!"

One soldier lowered the muzzle of his gun and stared at the sky in a daze. Feng Yu did the same, looking up at the splashing firelight and quietly watching the fireworks.

When the smoke cleared, all that was left of the area was a scorched earth.

The soldiers waved their rifles and erupted in cheers.

Under the cover of rockets, the morale-high 1st Corps took to the road again, rushing towards the last line of positions outside the city center. (To be continued.) )