I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Rocket position, 8 "Fireball 1" cluster rockets converted from trucks. Hey, as for the original b1 cluster rockets that Jiang Chen bought from Russia, he was quickly rushed into the cold palace.

From the point of view of the incendiary bomb alone, this "fireball 1" has twice the combustion exotherm of b1 and three times the burning time. At the same time, the accuracy of shooting has also improved a lot.

In addition to conventional incendiary bombs and high-explosive bombs, the Institute of Aerospace Science and Technology led by Jiang Lin has also fully utilized his brain and designed futuristic weapons such as laser bombs and e-bombs.

There is no need to say more about e-bombs. When a rocket is blown up, the electronic equipment in the area will be destroyed by half.

The power of the laser bomb is not inferior. A rocket flies into the air to explode, and then it rains to drop countless high-energy laser beams from the air. This high burst of energy damage is very impressive for both soft and hard targets. Under the cover of the cluster rocket, the scene must be spectacular like a rainstorm.

Because the shell of the rocket was outsourced to the private military factory in the sixth block, the incendiary bombs in the na arsenal far exceeded the 1,000 targets given by Jiang Chen a month ago.

Thousands of thick rockets lie on the launch space of the Aerospace Science and Technology Research Institute, and the artillery directly belonging to the staff department carefully loaded into the launch tube behind the truck.

At this moment, Jiang Chen was standing next to the launch vehicle, holding a flat plate in his hand, listening to Jiang Lin pointing and explaining.

“The loading situation of each car is here, as well as the temperature of the launch tube and the amount of ammunition. The launch coverage area and the number of launches can be set through the tablet. The trajectory is automatically calculated by the intelligent program. After setting the emission parameters, press next to it. The fingerprint is fine."

Looking at the red circle next to the tablet, Jiang Chen touched his chin with interest.

“The automatic ball-filling device is still in the design. It will take some time to produce results. In the end, it will be used.”

"Yes, 5,100 incendiary bombs are in stock. P?" Jiang Chen asked.

"No. P is useless to the creature." Jiang Lin smiled.

In a short time, the rocket launch site has completed the filling, and the artillery involved in the filling has retreated to the position without the meter and towed the ammunition box.

On the command board, the blue points marking the First Corps and the Third Corps are approaching the city center, and the scanned red dots are aggressive zombies and xenotypes. From the map, Cheng Weiguo has already approached Wanghai Airport.

The finger slid down the screen and dragged out a circular frame. Just like drawing out a restricted area of ​​life, all the aliens in the airport are included.

"There is a feeling of releasing magic." The thumb hovered over the button, and Jiang Chen grinned.

"And it's still the magic of the curse level." Jiang Lin, the designer of the weapon, smiled happily.

The thumb pressed on the red circle, the curved scan code swept at a constant speed, and an icy text box popped up.

Fireball 1 attack group launch

Almost at the same time, the launch site was shrouded in the exhaust of the cluster rocket.

Outside the Wanghai Airport, heavy metal symphonies are playing.

After a few days of rain washing, the traces of burning in the street corner have basically disappeared. The dry corpses were also eroded into dust in the wind.

suddenly. The tranquility of the street was smashed by the roar of the engine and the yellow-haired warhead.

The tiger hunting ii was first smashed through the corpse, and the gun barrel was charged to release, and the head of the meat mountain was smashed in one go. The zombies and xenotypes in the eastern city have spread back to the downtown area. But because of the size, the density of these zombies is still normal.

The roof machine gun constantly vented firepower, and the orange bullets crushed the zombies on the road to the ground. There are no zombies of scale, and there is no threat to tanks on the frontal battlefield.

Most of the risks faced by the First Corps came from the dark alleys, the shops with broken windows, many zombies survived, and the zombies in the eastern city were mostly mixed.

"Come on"

The right hand was shot with a rifle, the left hand clenched a fist to make a forward gesture, and Feng Yu, wearing a mechanical exoskeleton, greeted the team to move forward.

At this time. The face-to-face zombies rushed out of the corner of the street and rushed to his squad.

"Grenade"

Give a big drink. A soldier tore off the grenade on his chest and threw it at the corpse that had rushed out of the alley.

The fire slammed loudly. A mass of minced meat flew to everyone.

With the blood on his hand, Feng Yu continued to set up the rifle and moved while shooting.

In close combat, only high-explosive grenades can be used, and incendiary bombs cannot be used. Otherwise, the zombies that are on fire will be a disaster for all soft targets. For the zombies that were blown up by the limbs, the passing soldiers rushed to grab it. Or simply go up, most of the soldiers who injected the genetic agent can step on these decaying skulls.

"Damn, there are more and more zombies ahead."

By changing the gap in the magazine, Feng Yu frowned and squinted the ep tied to his left arm.

The drone scanned out the zombies in the area, and the dense red spots made some scalp numb.

But he will not back down because he is a good citizen of the sixth block.

It’s hard to climb to the status of today, only one step away from the Cavaliers, he can’t retreat.

"It’s a dead claw." Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the radio channel.

An erect lizard with a claw-claw smashed out from the side of the street. It had a struggling soldier in its mouth. From its pleats, it should be from the last month. The dead claws that survived.

The "grass" that gradually lost its vitality made Feng Yu's scalp numb.

Did not hesitate, he immediately ordered the team, and stepped back, while shooting the head of the dead claws.

"Grenade"

It’s just that the grenade can’t kill the claws, and it has a certain suppression effect on it.

The five-way blade tore off the smog of the explosion, and the hot grenade exploded it, but it did not kill it.

The dead claws hit and the hands waved with ten sharp edges. But just as it was about to come into contact with Feng Yu, its throat was slammed by a strong hand, slammed through 90 degrees and pressed against the concrete wall on the side of the road.

"Roar"

The dead claws snarled unwillingly, and the claws sent a series of soothing friction on the steel.

However, for the t4 power armor, the scratching of an injured dead claw is tantamount to tickling.

The hand is like a steel tongs, and the arm of the triangular barrel is ejected and rotated, and the fire of the close-range **** shoots through the head of the dead claw.

"You owe me a life, man."

Throwing away the dead claws, the power armor punched the steel shell on the chest, and then set up the tactical rifle and continued to move forward.

The infantry vehicles began to meet from the highway and the troops. The zombies in this area have been cleared and will not encounter any danger before arriving at the airport.

Panting, pressing down the muzzle, Feng Yuxin squinted at the dead claws on the ground.

"Captain, what to do next" A light infantryman walked to Feng Yu and asked in a panting breath.

"Continue to advance, and so on, the command of the police." Looking at the icon flashing on the left arm ep, Feng Yu immediately called the comrades who are ready to continue to advance.

The team stopped slowly, and the power armor that rushed to the front also stopped and made a defensive posture.

Feng Yu raised his head and looked at the clear sky.

Suddenly, hundreds of miles of arrows slid across the sky, dragging a long, narrow tail of smoke, and fell in the direction of the airport.

The red-hot fire slammed into the sky, and the thick smoke would hide the airport.

"Incendiary bomb"

"Our artillery"

A soldier pressed his muzzle and stared at the sky. The same is true of Feng Yu, looking up at the spattered fire and watching the fireworks quietly.

When the thick smoke dissipated, there was only one hot charred soil left in the area.

The soldiers waved their rifles and burst into a warm cheer.

Under the cover of the rocket, the morale's first corps was once again on the road, rushing toward the last position outside the city center. To be continued.