The cold wind was raging on the street, ravaging the decaying walls and broken windows. The snow that fell like a natural disaster was like a dense fog of physical existence, shrouding the entire city in an oppressive gray haze.
This is Wu City.
If it were this time in previous years, it would never be so cold, but this year is a little special.
There were only twos and threes of zombies left on the street, standing like ice sculptures because their muscles and corpse oil were frozen. It is really unimaginable that they, who have been frozen into this state, are still able to hunt living people vigorously at the beginning of spring.
Faced with such zombies, generally no one would pay attention. The X1 bacteria on the back of the neck cannot accumulate energy through photosynthesis. Even if you cut open the skulls of these zombies, you won't be able to get half of the sub-crystal. Only hungry mutant rats will bite these living dead, and their stomach bands don't need to worry about indigestion.
The whole street, besides being dead silent, is still dead silent...
Leaning next to the observation hole of the sentry tower, Hu Cheng tightened the rifle in his hand and looked at the empty ice surface through the bulletproof glass of the observation hole. The howling wind and snow made him doubt whether his work was meaningful.
With such heavy snow, will people from the United United States District really come
This sentry tower was built on the roof next to the bell tower not far from the river. The outside was covered with camouflage wood. From a distance, it just looked like a dilapidated shack. Behind the wood is a genuine concrete bunker, which can block the heat source and life signals in the bunker, and can also withstand direct fire from tank shells.
Hiding in such a bunker, it is basically impossible to discover that this is an outpost unless someone walks into it.
Facing the unchanged scenery, Hu Cheng yawned and placed his rifle by the window.
At this moment, a dark figure gradually walked into the street where the wind and snow were howling.
Hu Cheng reflexively raised the muzzle of the gun, but soon put it down again. Instead, he happily took two steps forward, put down the ladder for the man walking towards him, and put him up.
The trap door opened with a squeaking sound. Ice shards were falling on his heavy cold-proof clothes. The middle-aged man's face turned red from the cold. He placed the insulated lunch box in his hand on the table and took off the clothes that were almost stuck to his head. hat, said with a curse.
"... Damn it, don't point that thing at me next time. If it goes off, just wait for those zombies with bad brains outside to give you food."
"Hey, isn't this a routine thing for me?" Hu Cheng couldn't wait to open the lid of the lunch box and looked at the steaming braised pork and white rice. He couldn't help but move his index fingers. He didn't even have time to take off his gloves and grabbed the chopsticks. The ground pulled it into his mouth.
"What a routine thing. Do you really think those barbarians from the northwest would come here to make trouble when they are full?" Deng Wenjie put the ammunition bag on the ground, glanced sideways at his comrades, pulled up a chair and sat down. He took out a bottle of wine from his pocket, unscrewed the cap and took a careful sip.
"Hey, those barbarians won't run here if they are full..." Smelling the aroma of wine, Hu Cheng's eyes were immediately glued to the wine bottle in his comrade's hands, he rubbed his hands and laughed, "This Ah, Lao Deng, look..."
"No need to talk," Deng Wenjie waved his hand and stuffed the bottle back into his pocket, "You stand guard and drink your shit."
"Tch, aren't you on duty right now?"
"I need it for work." Deng Wenjie glared and protected the bottle in his pocket, "How about we change positions? You go outside for a while?"
"Depend on!"
Hu Cheng gave this stinky guy a middle finger and cursed him a few times in his mind for how shameless he was. Finally, he gave up his plan to ask for a drink.
After finishing the lunch in front of him in three strokes, Hu Cheng raised his sleeve and wiped his oil-stained mouth, stood up from the stool, and picked up the rifle leaning on the table.
Standing next to the observation hole, Deng Wenjie frowned and looked in the direction of the ice.
"What are you looking at, not going to deliver supplies to the next outpost?" Hu Cheng walked to the side of his comrade while burping, and Hu Cheng raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.
"What's that on the ice?" Deng Wenjie pointed to the Han River not far away and frowned.
"Ice?" Hu Cheng was stunned for a moment, took out the telescope from his pocket, put it against the windshield and looked out.
Seeing that it didn't matter, he was so frightened that he pushed Deng Wenjie's head down from the window.
"What the hell are you doing-"
With his head being pressed, Deng Wenjie was about to scold him, but he was met with the eyes of his comrades that were wide-eyed in shock.
"It's the sleigh from the Joint Control District! Those barbarians... they, they are really here!"
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On the ice, dozens of sleighs were speeding, and in just a few seconds they crossed the cordon set by the NAC in Wu City.
A heavy machine gun of terrifying caliber was mounted on the front end of the vehicle, and soldiers wearing polar camouflage drove sleighs in pairs, forming the vanguard of the path exploration. Groups of snow transport vehicles hung far behind. The bottoms of these lightly armored vehicles were modified with thick load-bearing wheels, allowing them to move as fast as the wind on the ice that was more than one meter thick.
Just as they drove straight in, a burst of fire suddenly burst out from a building on the shore.
The cylindrical projectile drew a trajectory in the air that shattered the snow flakes, and suddenly hit the ice nearly one meter thick.
"boom!"
The ice surface shattered without any suspense, spider web-like cracks spread instantly, and huge potholes directly swallowed up the sleigh that could no longer stop. However, NAC's sudden attack did not cause these vanguard troops to panic at all. They dispersed in an orderly manner, still maintaining the forward momentum, and directly passed through the firing range of the electromagnetic gun.
The transport convoy immediately behind the sleigh formation slowed down and turned toward the streets on both sides of the Han River. At the same time, soldiers wearing polar camouflage jumped out of the carriage and ran towards the street with rifles in hand. Judging from their swift movements, this quick-response snow troop is obviously equipped with enhanced weapons such as mechanical exoskeletons.
However, the people of NAC were not vegetarians. Just as they dispersed, a series of screams covered up the roar of the blizzard, dense barrages covered the ice, snow dust and ice chips suddenly covered the river surface, and the impact of the explosion This layer of ice, which is more than one meter long, is almost torn apart!
The dense barrage clearly caught the people in the joint control area off guard. Those who had escaped the bombardment had not yet taken a breath when the air-piercing screams followed and covered them again.
The impact point this time was the streets on both sides of the Han River, and the targets were the transport vehicles and soldiers who jumped ashore from the river.
On the roof of the building not far away, Wang Zhaowu held up a telescope and looked down at the battle situation five thousand meters away, frowning slightly.
Although the battle situation was one-sided, what is surprising is that in this first contact, the NAC, which had artillery cover, failed to take advantage.
The second echelon of soldiers deployed on the river used explosives to break the ice, blocking the sled formation that was racing along. The two sides engaged in a fierce exchange of fire under the cross-river bridge, and tracer bullets almost formed a net in the air.
Within half an hour, all the vanguard troops were wiped out, and the soldiers in the joint command area began to retreat.
Wang Zhaowu ordered to stop the pursuit and consolidate the defense line on the spot, and the battle ended.
After putting down the telescope, his mood was not relaxed.
The size of this force is only five hundred people. Except for the dozens of sleighs, there are no traces of heavy vehicles at all. According to the intelligence coming from the rear, his opponent this time was the First Army of the United Unified District, with a size of more than 10,000 people and countless armored units.
Initial contact ended in victory for the NAC, but the real war had just begun.
He had a hunch that this was destined to be a hard battle. (.)