Chapter 914 (1/2)

The Yangtze River, sealed by ice and snow, divides Wushi into two. The north bank is under the control of the United zone, while the south bank is the position of Na.

Two days ago, the last batch of troops in charge of the post-mortem retreated to the back of the line of defense and opened up a multi echelon defense line along the river.

The thickness of the ice layer is close to one meter. As long as you put on special tires, passing through light armored units is no longer a problem. However, this one meter thick ice is still far from enough to support the weight of the prowler tank. Under the block of the terrain, the ferocious offensive of the unified area finally stopped.

And it is on this ice that Na's guns give full play to their advantages. An electromagnetic gun can easily penetrate the ice, turning the solid ice into broken ice floes and preventing the passage of soldiers in the zone.

Machine guns distributed along the coast can easily weave a fire net. Even the narrowest part of the frozen river is more than 1100 meters. It is almost impossible to rush through the ice sheet without shelter with flesh and blood.

Under the command of Han Junhua, the defense line of the second division was several times stronger than that of two days ago.

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He shoveled the snow out of the foxhole with an engineer's shovel. Hu Cheng dropped the shovel and rubbed his face, which was almost numb with cold. Breathing in the white fog, he reached the ammunition box.

Two days ago, the order to retreat rescued him from the hell on the front line. Carrying a light machine gun picked up from the battlefield, he was assigned to this foxhole about one person deep.

There is only one task, that is to pull the trigger when the opposite charge. He likes this job very much. He doesn't have to aim at it. He uses firepower to make the other side retreat.

In fact, they did. Na's supplies were so good that he didn't have to calculate how much ammunition he had left.

Yesterday, the ”barbarians” tried to launch three feints and two strong attacks, but all of them were suppressed.

Today, they have calmed down a lot. Except for the occasional shot through the snow curtain, there is no new action.

There is an electric kettle nearby. In such a weather, there is nothing more wonderful than drinking a cup of hot cocoa Of course, the hot cocoa thing, he just thought, since he climbed out of the dormant warehouse, he had not seen these good things everywhere before the war.

Sprinkled with boiling water a few pinch of poor quality tea, a variant from a tea garden near sixth block, has a nice name, drunk tea. As long as you soak in boiling water for a while, you can produce a specious taste of wine.

Not only is it not intoxicating, it can also warm the stomach.

These things are the favorite of the middle class and the most expensive luxury they can enjoy. If it wasn't for the generous marshal, they wouldn't have a chance to enjoy it.

If he bought it out of his own pocket, he would certainly hate it.

Taking out the telescope, Hu Cheng leaned cautiously against the edge of the pit and confirmed the defense line on the opposite side.

”Good. It seems that the people over there can't stand the cold.” With a murmur, Hu Cheng put the telescope into the pocket of his winter suit, set his hands and sat back on the ammunition box, turned off the electric kettle, took the steel cup, poured half a cup for himself, and drank it in his arms.

He had never seen such a cold winter, nor had he seen such strange snow. By the time he came out of his frozen sleep, the toughest decade had passed. Listen to the old man who has experienced the most difficult period after the war, this is the legendary nuclear winter?

Drunk tea also has an advantage, can effectively alleviate radiation value.

After drinking tea, Hu looked at the parameters of the radiation value and iodine stock on the EP, and repaired it back to the machine gun position, holding it on the handle and moving down.

Just then, suddenly, from the opposite position, he caught a glimpse of some green shadows.

The glasses narrowed slightly, Hu Cheng murmured in a low voice, and took out the telescope from his pocket.

”It's probably a mistake...”

Lift up the telescope and close your eyes.

For a moment, he saw the shadow of the mutant. Is it too tired? It's possible to say that. He hasn't closed his eyes very well these days.

The telescope fell on the snowdrift and Hu Cheng opened his mouth blankly.