I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 636: Fuse

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The war is on schedule.

Besides the military outpost, the rocket artillery position was billowing with white smoke. With the blazing fire, rocket rockets galloped away.

"Direct hit, cover unit 14, confirm kill. Correct coordinates (114, 23), barrage coverage, complete."

"Received, fire at 3 positions."

"..."

Standing in the command room, the holographic map collected by Aurora-20 feeds the battlefield live to Jiang Chen.

The mutant pioneers who had arrived five kilometers away from the water plant were beaten by NAC rockets and exoskeleton soldiers.

However, these mutants do not understand fear by nature.

The NAC air raid on the FEV virus production base obviously angered these mutants.

The Gelug tribe once again mobilized a corps of troops, a total of 5000 people, equipped with a towed artillery, a cannon truck, and a pickup truck with a modified steel shell and on-board machine gun. .

This advance force includes the most powerful warriors of the Gelug tribe. This includes leaded mutants with power hammers, machine gunners in steel armor, and mutant dogs with nuclear bombs on their backs.

However, the total destruction of the vanguard troops calmed the mutant commander ’s mind a little bit, and did not greet the soldiers to rush up, but instead arranged in a loose formation according to the city ’s topography, and sent slaves and mutants to the NAC. The outpost launched several tentative attacks, but all returned without success.

For some reason, NAC did not show its full strength at the beginning, so that the commander of the mutant has the illusion that both sides are equally strong.

However, the empire did not produce this illusion. The unmutated human brain is obviously much smarter than the mutant.

The Empire also mobilized two regiments, totaling 10,000 troops, and deployed along the suburbs of Hongcheng. This is almost half of the empire's family, and such a large-scale military operation is the first time in Hongcheng.

However, compared to the brainlessness of the mutants, the imperial soldiers are more cautious and cunning.

They built fortifications on the outskirts of the suburbs, reinforced the abandoned buildings with steel bars, dug trenches to divide the battlefield, and connected the buildings with tunnels.

I have to say that this method of warfare is very effective in dealing with heavy firepower, and it is also very suitable for the marauder combat style of scattered soldiers.

From the beginning, they have shown a deadly posture.

However, Jiang Chen did not care about the movement of the empire. From the beginning, he did not intend to deal with the empire by means of fire suppression.

The cost of a "Fireball-1" is 100 credits, which is about 500 points based on the exchange rate of the sixth block. Thousands of rockets were thrown out and looked like fireworks, but in fact it was sprinkling money.

For the empire, there is no need to burn such money.

If you want to overthrow this building, you only need to use your brains on the floor tiles that they disregard on their feet, and you do n’t need to die with those who are all together.

......

The tavern ’s tavern has a few bottles of fine wine on the rotten wooden table.

The two sit opposite each other, drinking in a ring.

"I think that adding the population base to the word power is a hooligan in itself." When he drank high, the mouth of the mercenary wearing a leather hat also grew up, under the intentional guidance of Zhao Dongbao He started talking nonsense.

On the seventh day of his arrival in the capital, Zhao Dongbao found the mercenary who brought him in again, and said he would ask him to drink.

Alcohol is a good thing. It can anesthetize tense nerves. No one on the waste soil dislikes it.

And at the wine table, Zhao Dongbao also smoothly inquired about his name and details.

Xiao Hu, a mercenary active between Hongcheng and Wushi, lives basically following the caravan on both sides, living a drunken life that is drunk now.

This kind of person is a lot smarter, but has no brain, so it is very convenient to use.

"Oh?" Zhao Dongbao sipped the wine in his glass and looked at him with a smile. "Your opinion is unique."

Xiao Hu grinned a little, and said, hehe said, "The people here are a little strange. Many rookies who come here for the first time are confused about the situation. Why do mutants like to live in harmony with humans."

The smile on Zhao Dongbao's face was even stronger, and he said softly, "I would like to hear the details."

After he finished, he beckoned the barman beside him and motioned for two more glasses.

"You can find that apart from the poor ghosts in the slums, people here are living well. But people are not happy ... Of course, I mean people who live here, not everywhere like me. A wanderer looking for fun. "

Speaking, a mysterious smile appeared on Xiao Hu's drunken face, and he approached Zhao Dongbao, "Want to know why?"

"Of course." Zhao Dongbao said with a smile.

"They follow a strange set of equality standards. That is, a small number of people get more privileges, and the majority of humans get less power, which they call fairness ... fairness in ethnic groups."

"I am surprised ... Isn't the emperor a human?"

"It's the person who cuts the cake, not the pancake person." Xiao Hu hiccupped and drunk a glass, and said without a word, "The emperor was selected from the senate, you can Count on them to eat bread? Stop dreaming, even if the gym collapsed two walls and the mutants killed a few humans, they are as big as fish ... Thanks to the NAC caravan, they used to be rich and could not afford to eat. "

Discuss the emperor and the elders in public, the bartender and the people around have cast their sights. Many people who are afraid of things have got up and sat down, and at this time, a mutant who just returned from hunting sat in the empty space of the adjacent table and ordered a bottle of inferior wine to the bartender.

Zhao Dongbao, who was sitting opposite him, laughed, and then glanced at the dumb mutant, shaking his head, and said, "We don't say anything about the emperor. I want to hear from you ... , Evaluation of the privileged. "

"No comment, the delicious lazy beasts ca n’t do anything but raise some mutated fruits of slave species that they dare not resist. I heard that the FEV virus will make the brain muddy? Hey, that ’s not true Blame them. And the elder of the Gelug tribe, hey? Does anyone worship cancer patients with long tumors on their backs as gods — "

Pap!

A loud slap interrupted him, flying him out with a few white teeth.

I do n’t know when Zhao Dongbao sitting opposite him has disappeared.

Xiao Hu, who was squirming at the wine bottle, grew louder and louder into the ear of the mutant man. The big man named Andi Lai immediately patted the table and stood up, slap his hand on the head.

Behind the cold concrete floor, Xiao Hu ’s wine suddenly woke up, barely supporting himself from the ground, and his bruised face was immediately covered with fear.

Elders are the supreme leader of mutants and the **** in the minds of every Gelug tribe mutant.

Do n’t say it ’s an insult, even if you talk about it in public, it ’s considered disrespectful by the mutants.

"No, no, I, I ’m just drunk ..."

Xiao Hu, who fell to the ground, was too late to deal with the wound. He moved back on the street while trembling, watching the trembling man approaching him with trembling.

Not to mention that he did n’t carry a gun, even if he did, he would n’t dare to shoot the mutant here. The mutant killed him for a few days at most, and if he killed the mutant, he would be taken as a slave to the mutant.

This is scarier than the death penalty.

Andy Lei grinned, squeezed his fists across the threshold of the hotel, and walked to the human who fell to the ground.

Under the eyes of the public, the mutant stepped on the mercenary's body in one step, raised his fists, and punched the mercenary's face.

Click ——

Xiao Hu seemed to hear the rupture of the bridge of his nose, but his stunned head couldn't even scream.

Several punches went down, the punches reached the flesh, blood stained with the dark green fist.

"Don't fight, he's almost dying." Someone whispered, but he turned back to the fierce sight.

"Dare to disrespect the elders is to disrespect the Gru tribe! Anyone who disrespects the Gru tribe will have to die!" Bathed in the sight of hatred and timidity, Andy Lay was riding Xiao Hu On his body, he grinned wildly, waving his thick fists.

"Aoao--!" The mutants applauded and cheered the warrior.

Maybe they do n’t really respect the elder, they just instinctively desire violence and killing. And people face their fearful eyes, but also fuel their extremes.

The guard approached Andi Lai, but Andi Lai was not afraid.

Even if he killed the human here on the street, he would just squat in prison for a while, and no jailer would dare to do unfair treatment to him. Perhaps it won't be long before the centurion of the Gelug tribe will negotiate with the bureaucrats of the empire to let them go.

Amber pupils swept through the crowd. He brushed his teeth arrogantly, and his ugly mouth opened and closed.

"Coward!"

Until the miserable mercenary completely stopped breathing, no one stepped forward to stop his atrocities.

But at this moment, his expression froze on his face.

His eyes met a muzzle hidden in the crowd.

There is also a human smile.

Bang—!

The sound of gunfire sounded overshadowed the noise of the market.

In a flash, a harsh scream sounded.

"It's killing people!"

Andy Lay fell in the pool of blood, and his wide eyes were filled with disbelief. He couldn't believe that he died, he would die in the empire, and he is still the capital of the empire.

The guards looked around helplessly, trying to find out where the person was shooting, but facing the vast crowd was just in vain. The angry mutant shoved and beat the innocent crowd, trying to find the murderer who shot him.

With the chaotic crowd, Zhao Dongbao has disappeared around the corner of the market.

The dead Andile will never know that his death has laid the culprit for the collapse of this empire.

And the same scene is being played in every corner of the empire. (To be continued.)