448 166 BMWs Flying in the Air (1/2)
Chapter 448: 166 BMWs Flying in the Air
Translator: _Min_Editor: Caron_
Jiang Chen swore it was the most magnificent fireworks he'd ever seen.
If the ones he saw in virtual reality didn't count.
Rolling smoke instantly engulfed the vehicles.
Missiles screeched out of the launchers one by one, firing into the distance like arrows. Within 20 short seconds, 320 rockets were launched. Jiang Chen gazed at the smoke trails fading into the distance and he exclaimed:
”Too bad I couldn't see the explosion.”
Cheng Weiguo handed the tablet back to Jiang Chen. He already executed the orders.
”Oh, also, and this thing.” Jiang Chen smiled, took over the tablet again, and looked at the screen.
…
Beside the broken bridge.
The mutated humans taking cover held onto their machine guns; they were on full alert against any possible NAC attacks. NAC attempted to build a floating bridge three times yesterday, but they were thwarted by grenades, machine guns, and recoilless cannons.
The mortars and electromagnetic cannons caused trouble for the mutated humans, but in the end, those weapons were nothing. The mutated humans didn't suspect a thing; as long as they held their ground, the foolish humans would be the first ones to fall!
”They can't last any longer! We have ammo. We're stronger! Once winter is here, it'll spell their deaths!”
Standing in the back of their area of control, a mutated human captain wore a cape made out of the fur of a Death Claw. He waved the machine gun in his hand, shouting at his hiding comrades and boosting their morale.
In the mutated human society, the clothing one wore represented power and status. Only a warrior who single-handedly defeated a Death Claw could wear its fur as a trophy.
”What is that!?”
Just then, a mutated human kneeling behind an anti-tank cannon roared out, pointing at the black dots in the sky.
”Those are probably their small toys. Don't worry - we have anti-air machine guns and EMP.”
The captain mumbled as he pulled up the binoculars dangling in front of his chest.
The toys he referred to were NAC's Hummingbird drones. Whenever an EMP grenade was launched, the drones fell to the ground like flies struck by electricity, hence no one was afraid of those small things anymore. Whenever they encountered drones, they would just detonate an EMP grenade. Although the EMP would render the red sight scope on their weapons useless, no one cared.
The mutated humans didn't need to aim; the mutated humans only needed to unleash their firepower!
His ugly`eyebrows were knotted together. The captain readjusted the zoom and set his eyes on the black dots in the distance.
Clank.
He dropped the binoculars onto the ground. Just as the mutated humans looked at him perplexedly, his ugly face began to twist.
”Take cover!”
He roared. Facing the mutated humans' puzzled looks, he dove into the pit nearby.
But it was futile…
Boom boom boom!
The pouring rockets unleashed a deathly storm. The mutated humans taking cover and those inside the defense structure witnessed a scene only comparable to a living hell in horror. They looked at the dismembered limbs of their comrades and themselves.
The explosion covered every inch of the soil as it bulldozed the mutated humans' zone of control. It left shattered weapons and burnt limbs all over the ground. The rockets exploded the ammo stored in the trenches and triggered a second round of explosions. The trenches soon turned red and gruesome.
The first round of destruction was over!
But the nightmare for the mutated humans had only started.
With turbine engines igniting, the men in power armor crossed the river first. The engineering soldiers soon followed and placed a floating bridge that allowed the tank to pass. Immediately behind them were soldiers in kinetic skeletons and the destructive tanks.
With steel armor hanging in front of their chests, a thousand mutated humans with machine guns stood up from the zone of control further away. They furiously raced to the river and fired while pushing forward in an attempt to regain control of the riverbank. Some mutated humans even lifted the mortars and shot like an RPG, and some raced forward with nuclear grenades strapped onto their bodies.
The lead mutated humans with power warhammers were also there. Unless they were faced with the Type-50 electromagnetic pulse cannon, their armor was invincible. They ignored the bullets and bombs and ran to NAC's zone of control in a thunderous roar.
But they discovered in horror that before they could make it halfway, more rockets emerged in the distance…
The outline of the thick smoke in the distance decorated the barren island in shambles. It was like a fine pen drawing out the jagged curvatures.
The rockets rose, came down, and brought destructive rain to the mutated humans in the distance.
The shrapnel couldn't penetrate the armor of the mutated humans, but the force could explode their organs and brains. Despite the incredible power the mutated humans possessed, they couldn't escape the fact that they were creatures after all.
The mutated humans were more cautious with NAC's rockets. They huddled together under cover while spreading out. They attempted to minimize the damage the NAC could cause. Two thoughts motivated them to remain strong.
[We don't have a lot of rockets left!]
[The attack is their last attempt to win!]