dawn.
Not quietly.
Central City's air defense system sounded an alarm, and missiles took off with beautiful tail flames.
At this point in time when night meets day, accompanied by a huge roar, brilliant fireworks ignite in the sky, the firelight rises, and black smoke fills the air.
Residents who were shocked by the sound of explosions walked out of their homes.
Due to those weird plants, Central City has not heard any gunfire or artillery fire in the past two months, so it is still relatively quiet.
"Are those robots coming again?"
"Operation at dawn, unlike those robots, they operate better at night."
Human eyesight is limited at night, but the machine race doesn't have many restrictions.
People looked up and looked in the direction of the explosion.
More anti-aircraft missiles are also being launched in that direction.
"It's that city in the sky. They've sent reinforcements. Look at those flying vehicles."
"The leaders of that city are so retarded that they allowed those flying vehicles to fly over our city, and they flew so low."
"Why do I feel like the leaders of these invaders don't care much about winning or losing this war..."
People were talking a lot.
In the sky, flying vehicles carrying humanoid machines were passing through the central city area.
Judging from its direction, it should be heading to Mowu City to support the mixed zone there.
Mowu City has suffered the least damage so far, and it is reasonable to support this batch of humanoid machines there.
But in the end, only 70% of the flying vehicles sailed out of the central city, and the rest turned into brilliant fireworks in the sky, and then burned and fell.
Central City residents exercised traditional arts.
[Pick up rubbish]
Taking advantage of the dawn, diligent people rushed to the crash site.
It would be best if you could pick up a mostly complete flying vehicle, as it would definitely sell for a good price. After all, this is the technology of another civilization.
Even if there is no flying vehicle, it is quite cost-effective if you can pick up some weapons or capture a few enemy soldiers who are not dead yet.
Just before the sun rises completely.
The first wave of residents ran to one of the fall sites.
The flying vehicle at this crash point was in dilapidated condition and turned into a pile of scrap metal without any value.
As for the soldiers inside...
"Is it an android?"
Everyone was disappointed.
They wanted to see some special races. TV now often reports on what other cities are going through, including blue people, dwarves, giants, etc...
The residents of Central City have been peaceful for too long. During the previous war, they only faced a group of cold robots.
Available on site on the ground.
These severed arms and short legs, broken bodies, flowing blue blood, and appearances that are almost the same as humans all indicate that the armies in the sky just now are composed of bionic people.
"Those underground invaders actually have bionic technology?"
Many residents were disappointed and felt it was a bit incredible.
You must know that in the entire world, after eighty years of development, only two companies, Bilan and Xinhong, have this kind of technology.
There are also rumors that Core Red’s original technology was stolen from Bilan.
"Oh, I don't even have a weapon, so all this trip was in vain."
People shook their heads in disappointment, and then dispersed and went home.
The mystery of the underworld has almost been revealed.
For the leaders of various cities, these bionic people today are not a very unexpected surprise.
Central City's ground troops arrived quickly.
All crash sites are surrounded, and follow-up research is carried out in an orderly manner...
…
Suburbs of the city of Mowu.
A large mixed area site.
After three months of war, this chaotic area has become much quieter.
The old, weak, women and children were all arranged to retreat, leaving the front area almost bordering the urban area of Mowu City.
Children and women were sent back underground.
Those with real fighting ability were gathered together for training, and the lords on all three floors felt heavy pressure in these months.
They can see certain problems through these three months of fighting.
"We can't win, there's no hope!"
The speaker was a third-floor lord who was a reformer.
This is not just his emotion.
This pessimism has spread throughout the mixed zone.
Within three months, the mixed zone has dispatched more than 30 batches of soldiers, nearly a million soldiers of mixed ethnic groups, armed with simple weapons, through various methods, either by frontal attack or sneaking in secretly, and finally some of them entered Mowu City was destroyed, and a small number of these people successfully returned.
The news they brought back was heavy.
This is a large city with a population of nearly 200 million. The number of people is equivalent to that of the entire underground world. It is also highly technologically advanced, and its economic and military capabilities can crush the mixed zone.
The only weak advantage of the mixed zone is the will of revenge and passion of most people.
"This Mowu City has moved all the people on the front lines underground. Every underground entrance is guarded by a large number of soldiers. We don't have pure humans, so we can't get in. Even the modified people can't pass their identification system..."
"Now our ability to kill their people is getting lower and lower. Many residential areas are empty of people, and the gap between our soldiers and their soldiers is really too big. It is difficult to make up for the quality of individual soldiers. Once we encounter them head-on..."
The three-story lord helplessly explained the current situation.
If the whole body equipment of a soldier in Mowu City is dismantled, or measured in terms of money, it can be worth the equipment of soldiers in more than ten mixed zones. This is the gap.
If you look down from a high place.
The damage to the entire city of Mowu was still considerable.
Countless high-rise buildings have collapsed, and those that have not collapsed are riddled with bullet holes. They are definitely no longer usable. Various reconstruction projects have been forced to stop. Except for a few essential industries such as medical care, other industries have stopped, and the economy has suffered a serious decline.
The superficial damage to this city was far greater than the last android riot.
Every region seems to have experienced the baptism of doomsday.
Such is the power of street fighting.
After all, the city has become a battlefield, and a random shell can destroy less than half of a residential building.
But the number of casualties was far less than the last android riot.
After all, external attacks cannot withstand internal disintegration.
"Now it looks like a stalemate war situation, but in fact, we have lost contact with the higher world and lack ammunition replenishment. We can last for another two or three months at most."
"It's been three full months, why is there no support at all? I don't believe those gentlemen in the high-level world don't want to win this war!"
The first strategy formulated by these three-story lords in the Mixed Zone was to bring down Mowu City through massive civilian casualties.
But now Mowu City has not been dragged down, but they themselves are starting to get tired.
Mainly there is no news from the high-level world.
No one in the mixed zone can see the future or hope.
If we continue to hold on, we will only let more soldiers in the mixed zone die.
"The latest news brought back to us by our soldiers in Mowu City is that those white-haired men in the north have ceased fighting."
"Those damn things, are you just going to surrender?"
The mixed zone contains all races.
The three-story leader of the white-haired tribe was present.
After hearing the news, I couldn't help but curse in a low voice and felt that my face was dull.
"No."
Someone else comforted: "It's not a surrender, but a truce negotiated by both parties. Those white hairs didn't fail, they just..."
"What is it?"
Someone asked a question.
There are also more people who are silent.
In fact, they all knew the situation of the armistice.
In the past three months, the mixed zone has collected a lot of relevant historical news.
These messages are true, but for all races underground, they are quite cruel.
"Speaking of which... do you believe in the so-called coming of the Kingdom of Heaven?"
The topic was eventually brought up.
Being able to sit in the position of a three-story lord means that everyone here has special connections in the high-rise world.
They have access to more information than ordinary people.
The more information you get, the more doubts you will have.
Not just blind questioning.
"If you don't believe it... so what? After all, we are not the ones in power, we are just higher-level slaves in the hands of others. And now that we have lost contact... we don't even have the chance to question."
Not far away, the fighting was still raging and guns roared.
Over the past three months, everyone has slowly transformed from enthusiasm to confusion and self-doubt now.
"If we choose a truce, what will these humans on the ground do to us?"
"Don't think too much, we don't have the power to cease war."
"Just wait... let's see what happens to those white hairs in the north."
Many leaders ended the meeting in doubt and anxiety.
Dusk.
The mixed area, which had been quiet for too long, let out the biggest cheer in months.
Everyone saw the familiar flying vehicles on the horizon.
Someone excitedly shouted: "It's the support from the higher-level world. Finally, we are not fighting alone!"
On the dim horizon, the sun sets in the west.
Hundreds of huge flying vehicles were approaching quickly against the crimson sunlight.
This has rekindled hope for many residents of the mixed zone who were already disappointed. They saw the concern and determination of high-level world leaders for this war.
But all the leaders on the third floor fell into silence once again as they looked at the flying support.
They didn't cheer.
I can't even think of any happy thoughts.
This army of more than 100,000 humanoid machines is only a drop in the bucket in the face of the huge Mowu City. At most, it can make the war more cruel.
The more brutal the war, the more casualties there will be, and the slimmer the hope for final peace talks.
"In this world, except for the land of nine cities and the second bionic city not far away from us, the rest of the world is no man's land, with wind and sand raging, and life drying up..."
"Even if peace talks are real, will there be a place for us on the ground?"
With deep worries, the three-story lords accepted this army of humanoid machines.
That night.
An army of humanoid machines join the battle.
Taking advantage of the cover of night, these humanoid machines are more powerful, more organized and single-minded than the robots of the mechanical race.
The soldiers on the edge of Mowu City suddenly felt the pressure doubled.
"Why did the opponent suddenly become so much stronger?"
"Is it because of those reinforcements at dusk?"
"Damn it, it's an android!"
The night is thick.
The powerful humanoid mechanical army broke through a weak defensive line almost instantly.
Gunfire broke out and artillery fire roared.
The acrid smoke made the night even more cruel.
During the close combat, the soldiers saw the numb and cold faces of these humanoid machines.
"It's not bionics. There was news from Central City this morning. This is the mechanical legion of the invading force."
"The invading forces actually understand bionic technology?"
Fortunately, Central City notified the situation in time enough, so Mowu City did not immediately think that the androids and underground forces were joining forces.
But Mowu City still despised these humanoid machines.
The combat capability is stronger than that of fifth-generation military androids, which has caused the land troops to suffer a lot.
These mechanical monsters can break the bones of soldiers with a single punch. They are powerful and heavy, and their speed is extremely fast. They come and go without a trace in the dark night.
The difficulty of the war has been upgraded.
The dilemma Lu Wen once faced on the tram in the underground world was perfectly transplanted to these soldiers.
If you don't have thermal weapons in your hands and are just fighting hand to hand, flesh and blood creatures can only be slaughtered when facing this kind of mechanical monster with full strength, agility and defense.
A night of fighting passed.
Dawn comes.
The defense lines in more than ten directions of Mowu City were lost, and humanoid machines poured into the city.
More brutal street fighting began.
"Organize more residents to move underground."
"There's not enough space underground anymore."
"There has to be some other safe place..."
All the cities on the ground have been at peace for eighty years, and the fortifications left behind after the early wars have long been in decay. The new fortifications did not take into account the increase in population over the years.
The death toll among residents began to soar as a result of brutal street fighting.
These humanoid machines can quickly climb the walls of high-rise buildings and search for city residents from door to door.
The electromagnetic weapons they carry can cause great interference to drones.
Small drones owned by Mowu City lost control and fell from the sky, falling into pieces.
In just one day, the situation in Mowu City was reversed.
The soldiers of the ground forces in Mowu City only felt that the enemy's combat effectiveness instantly increased countless times.
Unprepared.
The enemies in the first three months looked like they came from the slums, with old equipment, chaotic command, and very low combat effectiveness.
But these high-tech human machines carry them, giving them the feeling of facing more than 100,000 Iron Man, even though these gadgets can't fly.
"One of our underground fortifications has been breached!"
The sudden news was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.
This means that none of the civilians inside are likely to have survived.
The difficulty and cruelty of the war continued to escalate by several levels on this day.
Three days later.
Lu Wen and others returned to Mowu City from Kerry City.
The city was countless times more dilapidated than when they first left.
The twilight of dusk shrouded the dilapidated city streets, buildings were in ruins, cement blocks and glass shards were scattered everywhere, and the airport was surrounded by gunshots and artillery fire.
Thick black smoke rose from every corner of the city.
It is difficult to count how many civilians were killed or injured in the past three days, perhaps more than in the previous three months.
"Contact No. 9 in the no-man's land. We also need to relocate the residents."
(End of chapter)