Chapter 1208 - Battle Royale (1/2)
When the bullets just scraped above Ding Liwei’s scalp, he was sweating profusely in nervousness.
Is this the true strength of the CCCP Army?
When he looked at the power armors not in the same weight class as the P-series, and the 12 KV-9 tanks unleashing barrage with its main gun and coaxial machinegun, he showed the unwillingness to accept his defeat.
His failure was not because of tactics, nor because of courage, but simply on the equipment.
Next to him, a power armor smashed into the concrete wall, straight into the building behind him. They already fired half of their anti-tank rockets, but the result was far from what they expected.
The armor of the KV-9 was indeed renowned for its ability to resist the electromagnetic pulse cannon!
The anti-tank rockets of the Second Militia fired one after another, but only two tanks were scrapped. Other than one tank having two holes on its front armor, the remaining ten tanks continued their demolition as if nothing happened.
However, the tanks didn’t give Ding Liwei the most headache, the SU-5 power armors did!
The power armors of the Russians were even more difficult to deal with compared to their tanks. He didn’t even know if his bullets did anything to its armor. Fortunately, the number advantage they had translated to teh destruction of ten SU-5s.
But the price they paid was three times that number…
A 75mm explosive shell exploded behind him and the cement pieces slammed into the rear armor. Ding Liwei immediately ducked his head and pressed himself tightly against the thick bunker, cursing.
“Fu*k… these Siberian bears! Fu*k!”
Looking at the red crosses that appeared on the command interface one after another, only a menacing light remained in his eyes
First, he was defeated in the hands of Jiang Chen, and now he encountered the CCCP tanks. His Second Militia was caught in the middle of the two forces. He took a punch on his left cheek, then immediately another punch on his right.
He clenched his jaw.
Ding Liwei stared at the tank that was firing its coaxial machine gun and his anger almost crushed the handle of his rifle.
Is this the death of the Second Militia?
His chest was filled with hatred.
He was not willing to accept this outcome!
The treasure of Pan-Asia Cooperation was right in front of him, he almost held it in his hands.
“DAM*IT!” He cursed several times in a row. His fist slammed on the ground and sent cement debris in the air
At least…
At least leave these barbarians here!
With decisiveness in his eyes, he switched the communication channel and yelled at the top of his lungs.
“Wan Peng, what are you waiting for! Are you not going to use that thing and instead wait to bring it to your grave?”
It was quiet; the communication channel was silent with no response.
“Wan Peng?”
Ding Liwei’s expression suddenly changed.
There was no response from the other end of the communication screen.
A terrible thought drifted into his mind…
This guy dipped!
“Wan Peng you son of…! I will fu*king—”
Ding Liwei was just about to curse out, but his pupils dilated in fear. He did not completely finish his curse before it was interrupted by a loud explosion. He, along with the bunker, was engulfed by the bursting fire…
…
The battle that lasted more than an hour finally came to an end.
The anti-tank rockets were almost exhausted, and the Second Militia had completely lost its means of combating against CCCP tanks.
With the support of power armors, the KV-9s began to move forward with the support of their coaxial machinegun and main gun, the Second Militia could no longer launch an effective counterattack.
In the end, with the death of Ding Liwei, this line of defense consisted of P-series power armors finally began to collapse. Now, the Shangjing Survivors Alliance lost its final piece and made its exit in the history of time.