I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1212: End of chaos (Happy New Year ~)
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Stumbled away from subway line 0.
Supporting the gear-shaped gate, Wan Peng gasped on his knees, his face full of expressions for the rest of his life.
Just a moment ago, the neatly-formed armored formations roared past him beside him. A strong **** smell floated from the body of power armor. Obviously they had just experienced a war, and the steel covered them showed a sense of murderous murder.
He did n’t dare to make one out of the atmosphere hiding in the shadows. He waited until the sound of the earth shook away before he got out of the crack in the tunnel wall.
Fortunately, the power armor is driving fast, otherwise he has absolutely no chance of escape.
"Grass! When I came down, I didn't feel much. I didn't expect to be really tired."
Cursed fiercely, Wan Peng raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his neck, and walked towards the direction of Line 2.
Already lost.
Whether it is the treasure in Line 0 or everything on Ping An Street, they have lost all their chips in this game.
In fact, as soon as the Russians appeared, Wan Peng had already seen this.
When the Beijing City Survivor Union was placed in the gap between the two major forces, no matter who the outcome of this competition belongs to, they will not belong to them who are already desperate.
However, Ding Liwei apparently did not see this clearly. Until the last minute, he was counting on Wan Peng to play the last hole card to help him defeat. However, from the moment he jumped off the building to command the battle, Manager Wan was behind It has already seized the opportunity to slip away.
Thinking of Head Ding, Wan Peng couldn't help feeling sorry.
If he is not so obsessed, he will not fall to this end. With more than 70 sets of power armor, even if the control of Ping An Street is lost, except for Wanghai City in the south, where can he not go to the Second Militia Regiment?
Shaking his head, Wan Peng walked along the tunnel, facing away from Line 27.
Ping An Street is no longer safe.
Unsurprisingly, NAC has now taken over the city defense of Ping An Street. If it goes back like this, I am afraid there is only one ending. Even if NAC does nothing, people eager to show their loyalty to NAC and survivors trapped in Ping An Street will tear him into pieces.
He still has some things and manpower on the hotel ’s original site on Sunday, and there are also some people in black on the surface who obey him. He couldn't stay in this part of Shangjing City anymore, so he had to choose to go southwest, bypass the NAC territory, and go to the two cities.
There is the sphere of influence of the survivors in the South. Although the survivors there feared NAC, they did not take orders from them. Moreover, the business there is relatively developed, and it is not impossible to change the "vest" and make a comeback ...
However, at this moment, a flash of silver flashed off unexpectedly.
Without any time to react, a severe pain came from his chest. Wan Peng snorted and covered his chest and fell to the ground.
Clenched his teeth and pulled a needle from his arms.
However, he hadn't had time to pierce the needle tube to his chest, and a flash of silver flashed, blood spewed out of his wrist and spilled to the ground.
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
The heartbreaking screams rang through the tunnel, and Wan Peng looked at his broken hand, his expression twisted by pain.
"I will not miss two times in front of the same trick." Leo leaned against the wall next to the tunnel, Lao Luo grinned, the silver awn in his hand was looming, "Now, I see how you use that Zhang ridiculous hole card? "
Wan Peng, who fell to the ground, moved his legs backwards and looked at Lao Luo in horror.
"Why ... will you not let me go until you die? The treasures are not from me. You go to them ..."
"But everything starts with you." Lao Luo said quietly.
"Just because of this?" Wan Peng said in a daze.
"Do you need any other reason." Looking at the dumbfounded Wan Peng calmly, Lao Luo sighed, "Come with me and bury for the secret of Pan-Asian cooperation."
"Ha ha ha, shabi, I did n’t expect Laozi Wanpeng Xiaoxiong I to die in the hands of a madman, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..."
Wan Peng was lying on the ground and laughing in the sky. In the almost mad laugh, he gradually approached the end of his life,
A silver knife fell from his cuff and slammed to the ground. Lao Luo leaned back against the wall and sat down slowly. Finally exhausting his last energy, he closed his eyes slowly without saying a word.
......
The tank is burning.
Under the siege of NAC-powered armor, the battle has no suspense. Yegor, who was depleted of the last shell on the ammunition rack and trapped in the lobby of the media building, finally fell into a state of exhaustion.
Crawling out of the tank roof, he held the matching gun tightly in his hand.
Not far away was Sminov ’s body, and half of his body was burnt into coke.
Yegor didn't go to see him, he just leaned on the wall and took two steps forward, looking at the burning debris on the floor, but suddenly he grinned and laughed.
"... Lao Tzu watched the snow for the Soviets for two decades in Uelian, and it was the first time he had fought so happily for the first time. He died in the pan-Asian cooperative capital, which is also a good place to die ... "
Looking at the power armor surrounding him, he exhausted his last effort and gave a roaring roar.
"Ula —!"
The bullets of the pistol erase the sparks on the power armor.
At the same time he pulled the trigger for the third time, a shuttle bullet swept him, hitting him into a sieve.
Finally, this tyrant who swept through half of Eastern Siberia finally reached the end of his life on the land of Pan-Asian cooperation, staring at the bronze bell in a pool of blood like eyes, ending his full of killing and sin Life.
In the distance, the building was flaring up.
"The subordinates are incompetent and come late, please ask the marshal to punish the crime." Zhang Zhuo said shamefully with his head standing behind Jiang Chen.
"Please raise your head," Jiang Chen turned around and looked at Zhang Zhuo, who blamed herself, "You have tried your best to break through the Russian defense line in the shortest time and arrived here, how could I have the patience My responsibilities are angered by the active subordinates. So, raise your head. "
Zhang Zhuo raised his head, the emotion on his face could not be more complex.
At this time, Lu Fan stepped forward and paid a military salute.
"The battle is over, make sure Yegor is dead."
After hearing this news, Jiang Chen nodded.
"What about Ding Liwei and Wan Peng? I care more about the whereabouts of these two guys."
"Ding Liwei has been confirmed to have died in the hands of the CCCP tank. Wan Peng's whereabouts are unknown, and he suspects he has escaped." Lu Fan replied.
"Run away?" Jiang Chen grinned, "Forget it, just run away, maybe he can't run far."
After a pause, Jiang Chen looked at Zhang Zhuo and ordered.
"You take some people down. Below the Eden Building is the legacy of pan-Asian cooperation. All the dormitories on the first floor are towed away. The resources on the third floor and the power armor on the fourth floor, you do n’t care about the fifth floor. It. In addition, you will send two more people out of Line 0 and inform Han Junhua to send more people. "
"Yes!"
Zhang Zhuoli was saluting, turned around and led away.
Standing on the building, overlooking the city, Jiang Chen watched quietly for a long time.
"Lu Fan."
"Here." Lu Fan hurriedly answered when the Marshal called himself.
"Prepare to go back."
"Yes!"
Unsurprisingly, the sky outside was already dawning. With so many things happening, the chaos in Shangjing finally came to an end.
Jiang Chen suddenly felt tired, and now he just wanted to find a place to sleep.
It is best to sleep until dawn the next day.
"Remember your promise." No. X71291 whispered beside him.
"Come on, I understand the weight of the word better than you do." Jiang Chen said with a shrug.