The three beautiful pontoon bridges in the past have long since been blown up from the middle of the bridge with high-energy explosives.

Facing the river, looking at the ruined and broken bridge deep into the center of the river, a stream of vicissitudes and decay are coming.

The essence of human architecture stands alone in the river, in the cold wind and snow, and tells the glory of the past alone.

The Humvee drove over the steel girders of the broken bridge, paused for a moment, and gave way to the military vehicle transporting the Duanmu brothers behind it.

Uncle Yang and Guan Xiaoyun lit a cigarette with each other and looked at Jiangbei from afar, not knowing what they were thinking.

Wang Qiang stood under the miserable body of the huge steel beam bridge, and was deeply shocked by the crystallization of industrial civilization.

Looking north along the steel bridge across the river, skipping over the broken part, Wang Qiang saw the half-cut bridge located in the north.

I saw that the bridge a few hundred meters away was densely packed with zombies looking south!

These zombies huddled on the bridge, "looking" at this side with their empty eyes. From time to time, zombies walked forward blankly, squeezing the zombies in front and falling directly into the Yangtze River, smashing through the ice on the river, and then falling into the icy water and losing their trace.

Zombies kept falling into the river, but to no avail, and soon other zombies took up the position left by the zombies before and continued to watch the south.

Looking further north, Wang Qiang could still vaguely see that on the outline of the land less than two kilometers away, countless zombies were standing on the bank of the river, looking south!

The world over there is also a vague shadow of skyscrapers, but Wang Qiang knows that it is the world of hell.

While thinking wildly, Uncle Yang beckoned Wang Qiang to get into the car, and the Humvee military vehicle started with a bang and set off again.

A few minutes later, the military vehicle pulled into a tunnel of a terrain fortress, which was made of pure reinforced concrete with a building coagulant. This building coagulant is a science and technology of the late old era, and when mixed with ordinary building materials, it can greatly improve the strength of buildings. It's like this bunker tunnel, which can be protected against frontal bombardment by artillery fire.

A large iron gate stretched across the front of the tunnel.

When the military vehicle entered the tunnel, the light dimmed instantly, and above the wide road, countless permanently illuminated cold night condensing lamps emitted a blue faint light.

After a few minutes in the tunnel, the Hummer sprang out of the ground and into the heart of Pratunam.

It is still a cement road, which leads directly to the city gate of Watergate City.

Along the way, Wang Qiang observed that there were high walls all around here, and on top of the high walls, there were some specially built cement column-shaped commanding heights.

Machine gun batteries lined up on high walls and tactical vantage points, and rapid-fire planes, secured by bracket instruments and wrapped in waterproof canvas, exposed their black holes, aimed at the river in the distance.

Hundreds of soldiers in gray military uniforms stood and patrolled back and forth at various fulcrums, and some particularly large tactical platforms, and even set up strategic artillery bombardment devices, and some soldiers were operating binoculars to watch the movement of zombies on the north shore.

"I didn't expect it to be so well defended, but for the sake of a large city, it's worth it." Wang Qiang opened his mouth and said to Uncle Yang beside him.

Uncle Yang took off his military hat and patted it, then slowly put it on and replied: "This is only the second line of defense, in the war plan, there are a total of six defense chains in Watergate City, which is a defense plan that was perfected during the Eastward War eighty years ago!"

As soon as the city was built, it was ready for war, which is really sad, the means prepared back then were not used on the Americans, and now they are all prepared for zombies, and the world is unpredictable. ”

Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment, as if he had missed something, so he asked, "Where is the first line of defense?" ”

Uncle Yang smiled: "Do you remember the tunnel and the highway along the river when we came?" ”

Wang Qiang thoughtfully......

Soon, the Humvee arrived at the gate of Pratunam City.

It's a magnificent place, with a huge steel gate standing at the entrance to the city, and countless soldiers are checking for vehicles entering and exiting the city through the ice and snow.

Since the Humvee military vehicle driven by the young officer had a military license plate, the Humvee easily drove through the special passage and entered the city of Pratunam.

When he came to this dreamy city, Wang Qiang found that it was not as perfect as it seemed on the outside.

In fact, there are signs of war everywhere around the city, and some of the wide streets have locked doors, making it difficult to see people.

The population is very sparse!

Wang Qiang always felt that this city full of culture was filled with the smell of gunpowder and lacked vitality.

The city is dying, and Wang Qiang has such a poetic sentence in his heart.

The Humvee turned into a large construction area lined with sentry posts and soldiers in gray uniforms.

"There are so many soldiers here." Wang Qiang couldn't help but say.

The Hummer was parked in the parking space, and Uncle Yang patted the car door and said, "Get out of the car, we're at the place." Watergate City is the joint garrison of the Third Army Corps and the five integrated divisions of the Twelfth Army, and the 100,000 troops are resting here, and the troops can't think about it too much! ”

It's a majestic Chinese-style skyscraper, with the occasional figure rushing past in the reception hall on the ground floor.

"This is the independent office center of the military region, and we go to the ordnance archives to check the source of the firearms. This way, follow me to the elevator, go to the 40th floor of the Ordnance Archives, if you climb the stairs, you will die. Uncle Yang waved his hand and pointed to the elevator and said.

Wang Qiang didn't know what the elevator was, and when he walked into the small and cramped space, Wang Qiang was instinctively a little nervous, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

Feeling the evil aura emanating from Wang Qiang's body, Uncle Yang and Guan Xiaoyun both turned pale.

"Little brother, don't be nervous, if you feel bored in the elevator, we can take ......the stairs when you turn around," Uncle Yang said in horror.

Fortunately, the elevator was powerful, and it soon reached the 40th floor. Wang Qiang didn't feel anything particularly abnormal, so he relaxed his vigilance slightly.

Walking in the hallway covered with crystal floors and floor-to-ceiling windows, Wang Qiang feels like stepping into a dream.

The trio soon arrived at the Ordnance Archives.

The administrator of the archives office, a girl, took the Polar Pioneer from Guan Xiaoyun and began to scan the gun number and microcode terminal.

These firearms have a full set of data files from the time they are produced to the time they are distributed to snipers, after all, in the era of material shortage, even in the army, elite weapons such as the polar vanguard are strictly controlled.

"How's it going, Annie, find out whose gun you didn't have?" In the data room of the Firearms Archives Department, Guan Xiaoyun asked in a low voice, his eyes fixed on a certain place.

Anne, who is fiddling with her brain, is scusing a firearm with a pair of large exaggerated glasses. Anne's pair of big breasts against the butt of the gun, is turbulent, the gray military uniform looks dirty on others, but this big-breasted cute girl paper looks so full of uniform temptation, it seems that the military uniform is about to hide the chest.

"Ah...... Ah, Brother Xiaoyun, you wait, it'll be right away. Anne's face was crimson and her fingers fluttered, and she typed the microcode logo on the virtual keyboard to compare the information in the headquarters database.

Guan Xiaoyun's eyes looked at the trembling chest, and he waited patiently.

"Ah, there it is, this gun is not from our Twelfth Army, but from the Ninth Legion, which is stationed in the East Gate Line. The owner of this gun is named Hu Jue, a major officer of the Special Sniper Division of the Ninth Army, and we are not qualified to check it in the archives above, which is already a classified file. Anne said with a blushing face.

Guan Xiaoyun was confused, so it seems that Wang Qiang outside is really the gun he picked up? How likely is it that a weapon weighing 20 kilograms will go down the river for 200 kilometers?

"Anne, help me inform the Ninth Ordnance Administration, inform them that this gun is in our possession, and let them give an answer." Guan carefully explained.

"Oh, it's okay, Brother Xiaoyun." Anne chicks nodded as if they were pecking rice.

Wang Qiang saw Guan Xiaoyun walking out of the data room of the Ordnance Management Office, so he asked, "Have you figured it out?" ”

Guan Xiaoyun nodded and said, "We have found out whose weapon it is, but you still have to wait here for a while, we need to contact the unit in charge of firearms to find out the situation." ”

"How many days will it take? All I know is that the original gunman is dead, and I fished it out of the water. Wang Qiang replied impatiently.

"Just wait two or three days, and everything will fall into place!" Guan Xiaoyun hurriedly said.

Wang Qiang thought about it, this matter is not only related to his innocence, but also related to the lives of Old Man Chen and Mao Mao, and he can't handle it patiently.

"Okay then, I'll give you two more days, and I'll leave whether you find out the results or not!" Wang Qiang said.

At this time, a voice came from behind him, which seemed to be a little strange and seemed to be a little gloating: "Look, our Guan Shao will be threatened by someone pointing his nose, and the sun will come out in the west, right?" ”

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