I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1193: I will ask you again to make way?

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The south gate of Ping An Street is now brightly lit.

Four Yunzhi-51 immediately turned into gunboats after unloading their power armored soldiers, and used heavy machine guns at the tail to shoot at dangerous species such as Roshan and throwers, circling the battlefield edge.

On the other side of the battlefield, the NAC ’s armored forces suddenly killed, smashing the zombies into pieces and crushing them under the tracks of Tiger II. The assault infantry car followed, and fired at the corpse with a car-mounted machine gun, blocking the raging corpse.

On the other side, after entering Ping An Street from the North Gate, Han Junhua immediately took over the command of the defense zone, and led the NAC soldiers to the protective wall, and took the second pass from the tired Ping An Street guard Control of the line of defense.

Next, she sent an engineering robot into the construction site after the second line of defense, took over the builders of Ping An Street, and took over the third line of defense with less than 50% completion.

When it comes to coping with the corpse tide, the survivors of Wanghai City can be said to be old connoisseurs.

The zombies and aliens in Shangjing City are concentrated in the subway, unlike Wanghai City, which radiates to the surroundings with the city center as a dot. If the difficulty of the game start for the survivors of Shangjing City is simple, then the survivors of Wanghai City will undoubtedly experience the **** start.

Five thousand expeditionary forces, and four thousand soldiers have entered Ping An Street, which is in stark contrast to the heavy casualties of the Ping An Street defenders. Whether in terms of quality or quantity, NAC has an absolute advantage.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that after this evening, I am afraid that the owner of this Pan-Asian building will have to be replaced.

At this moment, below the Pan-Asian Building.

Dozens of soldiers of the Second Militia Regiment wearing pan-Asian civil defense uniforms stood at the door with live ammunition, blocking all those trying to enter the building from the outside.

There are survivors who want to go out of town, businessmen, factory owners who want to ask the survivors' union, and even people who want to report to their superiors.

"What about Captain Ding? What are they doing! Why have n’t they seen their figure since the beginning?"

"The South Gate can't hold it anymore! Open the North Gate and let our people go out!"

"Let your soldiers get out of my factory! You gangsters!"

"Calm down, calm down, we are also anxious," standing next to the soldiers, the Mayor of Ping An Street smiled bitterly and tried to appease the emotions of the survivors, but it did not play any role.

He is also secretly anxious. Leader Ding and Manager Fang are both missing at this time. Is it true that, as the rumors say, all the senior members of the Shangjing City Survivor Union have escaped from the tunnel?

At this moment, a team of powered armoured soldiers pushed away the bustling crowd and walked to the front of the group of militiamen.

Seeing this, the soldier on duty immediately stepped forward and raised his right hand.

"Please stop, the front is a place where the survivors’ union discusses matters, idlers, etc .— "

"Keep off." Jiang Chen said lightly without looking at him.

At this moment, several trucks drove into the small square in front of the Pan-Asian building, and the loaded soldiers jumped from the truck.

Looking at the dozens of well-equipped soldiers and the power armor in front of them, the first militiaman at the door felt a sudden tingling of scalp. The mayor stepped forward two steps with a smile on his face and wanted to say something good, but when he saw Jiang Chen's gesture that he was too lazy to open his mask, he had to turn his attention to Song Chenyu standing behind Jiang Chen.

Song Chenyu looked to the side, pretending not to pay attention to the mayor ’s sight.

"Mr. Jiang, if we remember correctly ... are we allies?" The captain of the militia responsible for the goalkeeper walked to the front of the team with a scalp and said to Jiang Chen.

"Ally?" Jiang Chen smiled. "If Manager Wan can explain to me what happened to the assassins who attacked me, let's discuss the issue of allies at that time."

The captain of the militia only felt a heart chuckle, and cold sweat suddenly appeared.

Send an assassin to the marshal of NAC? What exactly does Wan Peng guy want to do? !

"That ... did we have any misunderstandings?" The mayor said with a smile, "I think Manager Wan is not such an insignificant person, how could this be done?"

"Misunderstanding?" Jiang Chen points out the holographic screen and reaches out to the mayor. "Do you know?"

A video is on the screen.

Ten people in black who were shot dead by Jiang Chen ’s guards are in this video.

Cold sweat slipped off the mayor's forehead. His thoughts turned so fast that he just wanted to explain something to Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen obviously had no intention of listening to him.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, I'll know when I ask Manager Wan in person."

As he said, Jiang Chen gestured to the soldiers behind him.

The sound of the rifle being loaded made both the militia and the survivors at the scene. The survivors, who were still watching the lively, began to retreat. The dozen or so militiamen who stood in front of Jiang Chen looked at their captain in cold sweat.

Do n’t doubt, if it really fights, NAC will just walk over their bodies just minutes.

Looking at the captain of the militia with a stiff expression, Jiang Chen smiled.

"I will ask you again to make way?"

Although the tone of consultation, the triangular barrel that has started to rotate has no room for discussion.

......

The last unit loyal to the Alliance of Survivors in Shangjing City also chose a decent surrender.

Accurately, this should actually be the penultimate. There is also a unit, the trump card in the hands of Captain Ding, the Power Armor Company, which is still loyal to their captain.

A total of 100 P-series police power armor. After more than 20 years of continuous modification in the last days, its combat effectiveness is no less than that of the T-series power armor independently developed in the sixth block. It's just that this army, like their leaders, doesn't know where to go.

After taking control of the Pan-Asian Building, NAC sent 200 soldiers into the building, but searched the whole building for the sky, and did not find the whereabouts of the upper level of the survivor alliance in Shangjing.

Walking in front of Jiang Chen, Lu Fanli made a military salute and said solemnly.

"The report found no traces of Ding Liwei, Wan Peng and others."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

No one?

Can this person still fly?

"Have you found every floor?" Jiang Chen asked.

"I ’ve found it, even our water tank on the top of the building has been found by us," Lu Fan shook his head with a wry smile. "Now the entire administrative staff of Ping An Street is under our control, but so far, No valuable information was asked. "

"It would be nice if the authentic agent could be used."

Of course, Jiang Chen thinks about it.

In this world, unless it is a refugee in a slum, the general survivors will be injected with genetic drugs, even the most inferior E-level genetic drugs, after strengthening the activity of neuronal cells, can also produce true agent Resistance.

But then again, if the senior executives of the Shangjing City Survivor Union really escaped, or hid, would they let these ordinary people know their whereabouts? Even if everyone spit out the known information honestly, most of them could not find where Ding Liwei and Wan Peng went.

What should I do?

Jiang Chen frowned.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the camera on the wall.

He smiled a little at the corner of his mouth, he already had an idea.