Chapter 395

dawn.

It's not quiet.

The air defense system in the central city sounded the alarm, and a missile took off with a beautiful plume.

At this time point when the night and the day meet, accompanied by a huge roar, the sky is lit with brilliant fireworks, fire rising, black smoke filled.

Residents who were carried out by the explosion went out of their homes.

Because of the strange plants, the central city hasn't heard gunfire for a month or two, so it's still quiet.

"Are those robots coming back?"

"It's not like robots at dawn, they're better at night."

At night, the human eye is limited, but there are not many restrictions on the mechanical family.

People looked up in the direction of the explosion.

More anti-aircraft missiles are being fired in that direction.

"It's the city in the sky. They sent reinforcements. Look at those flying vehicles."

"The leaders of that city are so retarded that they let those flying vehicles fly over our city and fly so low."

"How do you feel that the leaders of these invaders don't care much about the win or lose of this war..."

People are talking about it.

In the sky, flying vehicles carrying humanoid machines are sweeping the area of the central city.

Looking at the direction, we should go to Mau city to support the mixed zone there.

At present, the city of Mowu has suffered the least loss, and the mechanical support for these people is also reasonable.

But in the end, only one of the flying vehicles drove out of the central city, and the others turned into brilliant fireworks in the sky, then burned and fell.

The residents of the central city have given full play to their traditional arts.

[picking up garbage]

taking advantage of the dawn, diligent people ran to the falling place.

It's the best way to pick up more than half of a complete flying vehicle. It's sure to sell at a good price. After all, it's another civilized technology.

Even if there is no flying vehicle, it is quite cost-effective to pick up some weapons or capture several soldiers of the other side who are still alive.

Just before the sun rises completely.

The first wave of residents ran to one of the fall sites.

The flying vehicle at this point of fall has become a pair of scrap metal and worthless.

As for the soldiers inside

"Bionics?"

Everyone was disappointed.

They wanted to meet some special races. Now they often report what other cities are going through on TV, such as blue people, dwarves, giants and so on The residents of the central city have been quiet for a long time. Before the war, they only faced a group of cold robots.

It can be used on the ground.

These broken hands, short legs, broken bodies, flowing blue blood and the appearance similar to human beings all show that the troops in the sky just now are composed of bionic human beings.

"Those underground invaders actually have bionic human technology?"

While many residents are disappointed, some think it's a bit incredible.

You know, in the whole ground, after 80 years of development, only Bilian and Xinhong have such technology.

And there are rumors that the original technology of core red was stolen from blue.

"Well, I don't even have a weapon. It's a waste of time."

People shook their heads in disappointment and then scattered home.

The mystery of the underworld has almost been revealed.

For the leaders of various cities, today's bionic people are not so unexpected.

The ground troops from central city came soon.

I'm surrounded by all the follow-up studies

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The outskirts of Maugham.

Norda's Mixed Zone site.

After three months of war, the chaotic area became much quieter.

The old, the weak, the women and the children were arranged to withdraw, leaving the front almost bordering the urban area of Mowu city.

The children and women were sent back to the ground.

Those who are really capable of fighting are gathered for training, and all the three story Lords have felt heavy pressure in the past few months.

They can see some problems through these three months of fighting.

"We can't win, there's no hope!"

It's a remoulder, a three story Lord.

It's not just his emotions.

This pessimism has spread throughout the mixed zone.

Within three months, more than 30 batches of soldiers have been sent to the mixed zone. Nearly a million soldiers of mixed ethnic groups, armed with crude weapons, have gone through various means, either frontal assault or sneaking in. Finally, some of them have entered the city of Mowu to carry out destruction. A small number of these people have successfully returned.The news they brought back was heavy.

This is a big city with a population of nearly 200 million, which is equal to that of the whole underground world. Moreover, it is highly developed in science and technology, and its economic and military capabilities can crush the mixed zone.

The weak advantage of the mixed zone is only the vengeance and passion of most people.

"This Mowu city has moved the front-line people underground, and every underground entrance is defended by a large number of soldiers. We have no pure human race, and we can't get in. Even the remoulders can't pass their identification system..." "Now our ability to kill their people is getting lower and lower. Many residential areas are empty, and the gap between our soldiers and their soldiers is too big. It's hard to make up for the quality of individual soldiers. Once we encounter them head-on..."

The three story Lord has no way to explain the status quo.

If a soldier's whole body equipment in Mowu city is disassembled, or measured by money, it can be worth more than the soldier's equipment in more than ten mixed zones. This is the gap.

If you look down from above.

The damage to the whole city of Mowu is still considerable.

Innumerable high-rise buildings have collapsed, and the ones that have not collapsed are full of bullet holes, so they can no longer be used. Various reconstruction projects have been forced to stop. Except for a small number of necessary industries such as medical care, other industries have stopped, and the economic downturn is serious.

The surface damage to the city is far greater than that of the last bionic riot.

Every region seems to have experienced the baptism of doomsday.

That's the power of street fighting.

After all, cities become battlefields, and half of the residential buildings can be destroyed by a single shell.

But the number of casualties is far less than that of the last bionic riot.

After all, the external attack can not resist the internal disintegration.

"It seems to be a stalemate war situation now, but in fact, we are out of touch with the high-level world and lack of ammunition. We can stick to it for another two or three months at most."

"It's been three months. Why hasn't there been any support? I don't believe the Lords in the high world don't want to win this war! "

The first strategy formulated by these three story lords in the mixed zone was to bring down Mau city through a large number of civilian casualties.

But now, instead of being dragged down, they are getting tired.

The main thing is that there is no news from the high-level world.

No one in the mixed zone can see the future and hope.

It's just that more fighters in the mixed zone will die.

"Our soldiers in Mau city brought us the latest news that the white hairs in the north have stopped fighting."

"Those damned things, just surrender?"

The mixed zone contains all races.

There are three-story leaders of the white haired people at the scene.

After hearing the news, I couldn't help cursing in a low voice and felt that I had no light on my face.

"No

Another comforted that "it's not surrender, it's a truce negotiated by both sides. Those white hairs didn't fail, they just

"What is it?"

Someone asked a question.

There are also more people who are silent.

They are all aware of the armistice. Over the past three months, the mixed zone has collected a lot of historical information.

The news is true, but it's brutal for all the races underground.

"Say Do you believe in the so-called coming of heaven? "

After all, the topic was picked up.

Being able to sit in the position of Lord on the third floor means that everyone here has special connections in the high-rise world.

They can get more information than ordinary people.

The more information you get, the more doubts you have.

It's not just blind questioning.

"Don't believe So what? After all, we are not in power, we are just slaves in the hands of others, and now we are out of touch There's no chance to question. "

Not far away, the fire is still on, guns are roaring.

In the past three months, everyone has changed from a passion to confusion and self doubt.

"If we choose a truce, what will these people on the ground do to us?"

"Don't think too much. We don't have the right to cease fire."

"Wait a little longer Look at the end of those white hairs in the north. "

Many leaders ended the meeting in disbelief and anxiety.

At dusk.

The mix zone, which has been quiet for too long, has been the biggest cheering in months.

Everyone saw the familiar flying vehicles in the sky.

Finally, the high-level support of the world, we are not alone

On the Yellow horizon, the setting sun sank.

Hundreds of huge flying vehicles sped up against the red sun.

This has revived the hope of many already disappointed mixed zone residents, who have seen the attention and determination of high-level world leaders to the war.But all the leaders on the third floor, looking at the support flying in, fell silent again.

They didn't cheer.

I can't even have any happy thoughts.

Facing the huge Mowu City, this army of more than 100000 people and machines is just a drop in the bucket. At most, it can make the war more cruel.

The crueler the war is, the more casualties there will be, and the less hope there will be for the final peace talks.

"In this world, except for the land of nine cities and the second bionic city not far away from us, all other places are no man's land, where the wind and sand are raging and life is drying up..."

"Even if there is a real peace talk, will there be a place for us on the ground?"

With deep worry, the Lords of the third floor accepted this group of humanoid machines. That night.

The army of humanoid machines joined the battle.

Under the cover of night, these humanoid robots are more powerful, organized and purposeful than the robots of the mechanical family.

The soldiers on the edge of the city immediately felt the pressure doubled.

"Why is the opposite suddenly stronger?"

"Because of the reinforcements at dusk?"

"Damn it, it's bionic!"

The night was heavy.

The powerful humanoid mechanical Legion almost broke through a weak defense line in an instant.

There was a lot of gunfire and a lot of gunfire.

The pungent smoke made the night more cruel.

In the process of close combat, the soldiers saw the numb and cold faces of these humanoid machines.

"It's not a bionic man. This morning, a message came from central city. It's a mechanical legion of invading forces."

"Invasion forces actually know bionic technology?"

Fortunately, the notice of the central city was timely enough, so Mau city didn't think that it was bionic man and underground forces working together for the first time.

But Mowu city still despises these humanoid machines.

The land army suffered a lot because of its stronger fighting ability than the five generations of military bionics.

These mechanical monsters can smash the bones of soldiers with a random punch. They are powerful and fast, and they come and go in the dark.

The difficulty of the war has increased.

The dilemma that Rudd once faced in the underground world was perfectly transplanted to these soldiers.

If you don't have hot weapons in your hands and just fight hand to hand, flesh and blood creatures can only be slaughtered in the face of this mechanical monster with full strength, agility and defense.

The night's battle is over.

Dawn is coming.

More than ten directions of defense lines in Mowu city failed, and humanoid machines poured into the city.

More fierce street fighting began.

"Organize more residents to move underground."

"There's not enough underground space."

"There has to be another safe place..."

All the cities on the ground have been leveled for 80 years. The fortifications left after the war in the early years have long been rotten. The new fortifications do not take into account the population growth in these years.

The brutal street fighting caused the death toll of residents to soar.

These humanoid machines can quickly climb the walls of high-rise buildings, looking for city residents from door to door.

Their electromagnetic weapons can cause great interference to UAVs. Small UAVs belonging to the city of Mowu fell out of control and broke into pieces.

In just one day, the war situation in Mau City reversed.

The soldiers of the ground forces in Mowu city only felt that the combat effectiveness of the enemy was infinitely stronger in an instant.

There is no way to prevent it.

In the first three months, the enemy appeared to have come out of slums, with old equipment, chaotic command and low combat effectiveness.

But these high-tech human machines give them the feeling of facing more than 100000 iron man, even if they can't fly.

"One of our underground works has been broken!"

The sudden news is like a heavy hammer, heavy hit in everyone's heart.

This means that the civilians inside are unlikely to survive.

The difficulty and intensity of the war escalated several levels on this day.

Three days later.

Lu Wen and others returned to Maugham from Kerry.

The city is countless times more dilapidated than when they just left.

Dusk shrouded the dilapidated city streets, with buildings in ruins, cement blocks and glass debris scattered all over the ground, and the airport was surrounded by gunfire and gunfire.

Thick black smoke rose in every corner of the city.

It is difficult to count how many civilians have been killed or injured in the past three days, perhaps more than in the previous three months.

"To contact No.9 in no man's land, we also need to move residents."

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