<=""></> Rocket artillery position, 8 "Fireball-1" cluster rockets converted from trucks. As for the original eight 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 combustion heat of this "Fireball-1" is twice that of bm-21, and the burning time is also three times that of bm-21. At the same time, 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 also gave full play to its imagination and designed futuristic weapons such as laser bombs and EMP bombs.
Needless to say, EMP bombs. When a rocket explodes, half of the electronic equipment in the area will be destroyed if not paralyzed.
The power of laser bombs is not inferior at all. A rocket flew into the sky and exploded, and then rained down countless high-energy laser beams from the sky. This high burst of energy damage is very considerable for both soft and hard targets. Under the coverage of cluster rockets, the scene must be as spectacular as a heavy rain.
Because the shells of rockets were outsourced to the private military factory in the Sixth Block, the current number of incendiary bombs in the NAC arsenal far exceeded the 1,000-round target given by Jiang Chen a month ago.
Thousands of thick and long rockets lay in the open space of the launch site of the Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology, and were carefully loaded into the launch tubes behind the trucks by the artillerymen directly under the 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 status of each vehicle is here, as well as the temperature of the launch tube and the number of ammunition. You can set the launch coverage area and the number of launches through the tablet. The intelligent program automatically calculates the ballistics. After setting the launch parameters, press on the side Just take your fingerprints."
Looking at the red circle next to the tablet, Jiang Chen touched his chin with interest.
"The automatic loading device is still under design. It will take some time before the results can be produced. Anyway, let's make do with it for now."
"Yes, there are 5,100 rounds of incendiary bombs in stock. 1,000 rounds of high-explosive bombs, 151 rounds of laser bombs... No emp?" Jiang Chen asked.
"No. The headquarters ordered us to give priority to the production of incendiary bombs. Isn't this a battle against alien species? emp is useless against living creatures." Jiang Lin smiled.
Not long after, the rocket launch site had completed loading, and the artillerymen involved in the loading retreated to a position no more than ten meters away and dragged away the ammunition boxes.
On the command tablet, the blue dots marking the First Corps and the Third Corps were approaching the city center, and the red dots that were scanned were zombies and alien species that were showing aggression. Judging from the map, Cheng Weiguo and the others were already approaching Wanghai Airport.
The finger slid down on the screen and dragged out a circular frame<="r">. It's like drawing a restricted area of life, including all the alien species in the airport.
"It feels like releasing magic." Jiang Chen said with a grin as his thumb hovered over the button.
"And it's a forbidden spell level magic." The designer of the weapon, Jiang Lin, also smiled happily.
Pressing his thumb on the red circle, the arc-shaped scan code slid across 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 enveloped by the exhaust of the cluster rocket.
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Outside Wanghai Airport, a heavy metal symphony was playing.
After several days of rain washing, the traces of burning on the streets and alleys have basically disappeared. The withered corpses were also eroded into dust by the wind and dew.
Sudden. The tranquility of the street was broken by the roar of engines and orange bullets.
The Hunting Tiger II took the lead and ran over the group of corpses. The cannon barrel it set up was charged until it was released, and it smashed Roshan's head in one go. The zombies and alien species in the eastern urban area have spread back to the city center area. But because of the area, the density of these zombies is still normal.
The machine gun on the roof continued to vent its firepower, and the orange bullets crushed all the zombies on the road to the ground. Zombies that do not form a large scale cannot pose a threat to tanks on the frontal battlefield.
Most of the risks faced by the First Corps came from dark alleys and shops with broken windows. Many zombies survived here, and most of the zombies in the east city were also mixed in.
"Follow up!"
Holding a rifle in his right hand and shooting, and making an advance gesture with his left hand, Feng Yu, wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, waved the team forward.
At this time. Ferocious-looking zombies poured out of the streets and alleys, staggering toward his team.
"Grenade!"
Shout loudly. A soldier tore off the grenade from his chest and threw it at the group of corpses rushing out of the alley.
There was a sudden burst of fire. A ball of minced meat flew onto everyone's bodies.
After shaking off the blood on the handle, Feng Yu continued to set up the rifle, moving and shooting.
In close combat, only high-explosive grenades can be used, and incendiary bombs cannot be used. Otherwise, zombies on fire will be a disaster for all soft targets. For the zombies whose limbs were blown off, the soldiers passing by rushed to grab them. Or simply go up with one foot. Most of the soldiers injected with genetic medicine can crush these rotten skulls with one foot.
"Damn, there are more and more zombies ahead!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity to change the magazine, 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 feel numb.
He won't back down, though, because he's a high-class citizen of Sixth Street.
After finally climbing to his current position, he is only one step away from being a knight. There is no way he can back down!
"It's Deathclaw!" Suddenly, an exclamation came from the radio channel<="l">.
An upright lizard waving its sharp claws crashed out of the side street, holding a struggling soldier in its mouth. Judging from its wrinkled skin, it should belong to the people who washed the ground last month. Surviving Deathclaw.
"Fuck!" The face that was gradually losing its vitality made Feng Yu's scalp tingle.
Without daring to hesitate, he immediately gave the order to the team, and while retreating in small steps, he shot the Deathclaw in the head.
"Grenade!"
Rifle grenades alone can't do anything to the Deathclaw, and at most they have a certain suppressive effect on it.
Five sharp blades tore through the smoke of the explosion, and the thermal grenade hurt it, but did not kill it.
Death Claw staggered towards him, waving ten sharp blades in his hands. But just when it was about to come into contact with Feng Yu, its throat was grabbed by a strong hand, pulled violently 90 degrees, and pressed against the cement wall by the roadside.
"Roar!"
The Death Claw roared unwillingly, and its sharp claws made a series of tooth-crushing frictions on the C-shaped steel.
However, for the T-4 power armor, the scratching of a wounded death claw is tantamount to scratching an itch.
The hands were like iron pliers, the triangular gun barrels of the arms popped out and rotated, and the fire from close range shot through the Deathclaw's head.
"You owe me your life, man."
Throwing away its death claw, the powered armor punched the steel shell on its chest, then set up its tactical rifle and continued to move forward.
The infantry vehicles and troops began to converge from the highway. The zombies in this area have been cleared, and there will be no more danger before arriving at the airport.
Panting heavily, Feng Yu lowered the muzzle of the gun and glanced at the death claws on the ground with lingering fear.
"Captain, what are you going to do next?" A light infantryman walked up to Feng Yu and asked breathlessly.
"Continue to advance - wait, the alarm from the command center." Looking at the flashing EP icon on his left arm, Feng Yu immediately stopped his comrades who were about to continue advancing.
The convoy slowly stopped, and the powered 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 flew through the sky, trailing narrow streaks of smoke, and fell one after another in the direction of the airport.
A red ball of fire shot up into the sky, and the airport was hidden by billowing smoke.
"Incendiary bombs..."
"Our artillery!"
A soldier lowered his gun and stared blankly at the sky. Feng Yu did the same, looking up at the sputtering firelight and watching the fireworks quietly.
When the thick smoke dissipated, only a piece of hot scorched earth remained in the area.
The soldiers waved their rifles and burst into cheers.
Under the cover of rockets, the highly motivated First Corps took to the road again and rushed towards the last position outside the city center. (.)<=""><=""><="">