Chapter 1190 - Carbonization! (2/2)

However, the situation at the North Gate was now precarious, and the defenders could no longer care about the rules. What’s more, it would be Song Chenyu’s fault if anything happened.

The city defense officer in charge of the North Gate stopped hesitating and ordered the gate to be opened.

A line of trucks drove into Pingan Street. As the defenders on Pingan Street looked at the well-equipped soldiers on the trucks, their scalp felt numb. Obviously, they invited in a group of people that were difficult to mess with.

There was no doubt that the crisis at the North Gate was alleviated.

It was just that now after they’ve come in, they were unlikely to leave.

…

Four transport helicopters flew by in the night sky, the vortex engines injected high-heat air stream and flew toward the giant wall.

In the belly compartment of the helicopter in the front, eight power armors sat on both sides. Their tactical rifles exuded a fearful aura, and the bright steel armor had th words T-3 writtne in white paint.

“Five hundred meters ahead, we are close to the wall of Pingan Street.” The pilot turned his head and said.

“Fly directly on to the wall.”

“Yes.”

The helicopter climbed up and passed the endless zombies.

Jiang Chen’s sight was focused on the helmet screen, and after he clicked a few buttons, he connected to the helicopter wing camera.

When he looked down from a height of tens of meters above, the dense cluster of hideous zombie heads swarmed together as they rushed towards the defense line one after another.

If it is difficult to imagine this picture, imagine the Shangjing Railway Station during Spring Festival, just multiplied by ten folds…

In the dark night sky, flames that flickered from the gaps in the wall were as fragile as candles swaying in the gusty wind. However, with the support of the NAC, the clusters of fragile flames seemed to be much stronger at this moment.

The helicopter stopped on the wall.

The width of the top of the wall was very narrow, and there was almost no place for the helicopter to descend.

But that didn’t matter, Jiang Chen was wearing a T-3 type at the moment, which was the so-called airborne type.

A dozen black shadows jumped from the helicopter, and the four pairs of vortex engines behind them emitted blue flames that helped them to slowly land on the wall.

Chenyu gulped down at the scene as he bit his tongue and walked forward.

“Song Chenyu, the defense officer of the South Gate… Thank you for coming to support us.”

“You’re welcome,” Jiang Chen said nonchalantly as he opened the power armor helmet and shook his hand, “How is the situation?”

“It’s not optimistic, but it is much better than before,” Song Chenyu said with a sigh.

Jiang Chen nodded and asked other questions.

“I heard that the Shanghai Survivors Alliance Council disappeared together. Do you know where they went?”

Song Chenyu was slightly stunned. He neither knew how Jiang Chen obtained this information, nor why Jiang Chen asked this question. However, considering the difference in the strength of the two sides, he hesitated and said.

“I’m not very clear about the specific situation, but now the entire Pingan Street command system has become a mess. It has been more than four hours since the zombies flood, but until now only half of the reinforcements I have requested have arrived… Some people say that the top officials escaped from a secret passage. Of course, this is just a rumor.”

“The rumor is not important. The important thing is that these things have already happened, right?” Jiang Chen subtly smiled.

For some reason, Song Chenyu had a bad feeling.

However, thinking that he had already taken refuge in the NAC half an hour ago, a wry smile appeared on his face, and the bad premonition was driven out of his mind.

“I have another question. Where did those officials appear last?”

“Last?” Song Chenyu thought for a second, then he frowned, “They probably haven’t left the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building… By the way, Guardian Sect’s Xu Tiannan is setting up at the East Gate. You might as well ask him. He is one of the few senior leaders who has not gone missing, but he is generally quiet about the affairs of Pingan Street.”

“No need to ask him. By the way, do you have any subordinates you can trust?”

“Why?”

“Give him the defense duty of the North Gate temporarily, I need you to accompany me to do something,” Jiang Chen said in a tone that could not be rejected.

“What’s the matter?” Song Chenyu was in a daze.

“I need you to go to the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building and find some people.”