Apocalypse Supermarket System

Chapter 550 Active and Passive

On September 20th, the smell of rotten flesh filled the air outside Prince George. The [-]-meter-tall city wall of Prince George had already been piled up to the same height by corpses. Watching the wyverns and manticores in the sky strafing, his marksmanship was extremely accurate, three or five flying enemies were shot down, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the only soldier: "Quick, Replace the barrel!"

Then Zhang Chaosheng leaned on the wall, gulped down a sip of water, and cursed angrily: "The barrel of this Vulcan machine gun used to be replaced after it was scrapped, but now it only needs to be replaced for 10 minutes to remove the water cooling." , What a hassle."

A middle-aged man on the side was changing the barrel of a Vulcan machine gun himself. His slow movements looked very slow, but they were actually much cleaner than the young men under Zhang Chaosheng.

This middle-aged man is an original resident of Prince George. He is 32 years old. Before the catastrophe, he was a sergeant who had just retired. After being rescued by the Eastern Expeditionary Army, he became a soldier again. Ability is very outstanding, is a man of few words.

"The previous methods of the Eastern Expeditionary Army were too wasteful. This is the right way. We don't have any supplies now, so we need to use them sparingly."

"Nanzi, you're a veteran. You're right. I'm just annoyed. Our Eastern Expeditionary Army came to America desperately, but was completely cut off by the enemy. You don't know, our National Defense Army has always been fighting for wealth. There has always been a sufficient supply of supplies, so I am still a little unaccustomed to such calculations now."

The Canadian named Nanzi watched the situation outside through the shooting port with no expression. The centaur's offensive retreated again, and the plane went out to drop fuel.

The number of enemies is tens of thousands of 10,000+ at every turn, and they want to pile up their corpses to death. Of course, human beings have a human way, that is, during the interval between each battle, oil will be sprinkled, and then a torch will be used to burn the piled up corpses.

This is already the third day since the attack began. Every day, tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people pounce on Prince George under the cover of the Air Force. Just yesterday, even the Protoss appeared, but they were defeated by the Army of Hope The Chang Xian'ao Squadron was attracted away, and now the main battle here is still the war between the National Defense Forces and the Centaur.

After fighting for three days in a row, no less than 20 centaurs, goats, and harpies died. However, the number of aliens surrounding Prince George's city has only increased. Wan Dajun came over, and several other tribes were also sending troops continuously.

These damn aliens, they don't have enough food, let them fall with this butcher's knife!
Don't you know how to surrender?
It's not just Zhang Chaosheng who thinks this way, all the 30 soldiers and civilians in Prince George think so, but the key to this is only understood by the commanders and generals of Teng Sheng.

That is, the strength of human beings in America is too weak, and it is simply not enough to protect the centaurs. If they surrender to humans, the gods will be able to kill them the next day.

Even if they knew it was a dead end, they would still be flying moths to the flame.

If there are too many moths, shouldn't the fire be extinguished as well?

Zhang Chaosheng, watching the fire rise, he knew that the night was over.

Zhang Chaosheng sat down on the cold stone floor, took out half a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, threw it to the soldier who was doing odd jobs for him, and said: "I am young, I don't learn well, and I have such a strong addiction to cigarettes. I don't smoke. This is one of my subordinates honoring me, it’s cheap for you, just keep away from it.”

After changing the barrel, the soldier cheerfully took the cigarette and walked away. Zhang Chaosheng kicked off the cover of a wooden box, revealing a plastic lunch box. Zhang Chaosheng opened the lunch box and said to Nanzi not far away: "Two of my wife's cookies."

"Good stuff, I heard that all of you soldiers from China not only get a generous salary, but also have an extra monthly subsidy? Much better than me, a local soldier with a salary of 32 yuan."

Nanzi stretched out his hands that had been blackened by gunpowder, took out a row of cookies from the lunch box, threw one into his mouth, chewed and said with a smile: "It tastes good, this is a good woman, we Canadian women all She is a good woman, you have to treat her well."

"Of course, after this battle is over, I will take her back to the country. If you don't agree, let him go to the country to enjoy the happiness. I can feel at ease when I fight outside. I will be ruined by the Templar clan in this life. New The established order cannot be destroyed no matter what, in this battle, either the human race will exterminate the clan, or the god clan will wipe out the clan, there is no third choice."

Chu Heng's speech was very successful. Those who heard the speech clearly knew that this battle was a desperate struggle between the two ethnic groups, and there was no room for maneuver.

Nanzi has a poor sense of this point. After all, he has not joined the National Defense Forces for a long time, and he has never been to the Hope Field with a strong atmosphere. He will not understand this feeling, but he still understands the situation better, at least in Prince George. , is already an endless situation.

One of the two chatted about European and American customs, and the other talked about things in the field of hope.

Zhang Chaosheng's English is very good. Nanzi is a road and bridge engineer with a wide range of experience. Zhang Chaosheng said with a smile that when the war is over, he can work in the field of hope and earn more than being a soldier.

Nanzi became more and more cheerful during the conversation with Zhang Chaosheng. The two talked and laughed for an hour unconsciously.

The door of the tower was kicked open, Zhang Chaosheng said angrily: "That bastard, you can't be gentle!"

A few grim-faced people came in right after them. They were carrying dinner, so of course they had to use their feet to open the door. The one who opened their mouths to curse was their company commander.

"It's better to be lighter." Zhang Chaosheng saw that he was delivering food, so of course he didn't make things difficult for them. He walked over and opened two rice buckets, one was vegetable soup and the other was beef patties. He was not polite, picked up a bowl, and scooped it up He took a bowl, put it to his mouth, tasted it, and said: "It tastes good, and the ingredients are very rich. I am worried that there will be no food for cooking later."

Zhang Chaosheng waved his hand and said, "Brothers, come over to eat, and sleep well after eating, tomorrow will still be a hard day."

More than [-] soldiers gathered in this tower. After fighting for a day, they were already starving. There were Chinese, blond and blue-eyed whites, and even blacks in this group of soldiers. They were all for this George. Fight for Prince City.

"The company commander, the regimental commander said that the officers above the company will go to Tower 10 for a meeting in [-] minutes." The soldier who delivered the meal said.

"understood!"

In less than 10 minutes, Zhang Chaosheng walked into Tower 10 with a few beef patties in his arms.

Zhang Xiaoyi looked at the map of the city defense. The room was full of captains and majors, all of whom were acquaintances. They greeted each other, and Zhang Chaosheng found a corner to sit down. Zhang Chaosheng accepted the chair with a grin.

"Just now, Brigadier Guo Ao wrote in a letter saying that the number of enemies on our periphery has increased to 70. Centaurs are not good at night fighting, but they have harpies who are good at night fighting. In order to ensure that our defense zone will not be breached by the enemy, I now We need to send a group of people back to rest, and come over tomorrow at eight o'clock to change defense."

This means that the night is not safe now, and war may break out at any time. The fire outside will burn for at most two or three hours.

Human beings are now extremely powerful in combat, as long as they are weapons, but the human spirit is limited, and such continuous fierce fighting will cause fatigue.

Zhang Chaosheng's company was assigned to tomorrow's post, so he led his troops down the city wall and went home.

But when he was about to get home, he felt a thunder in the sky, and then thunder began to rain down on Prince George.

"Damn it, it's forbidden magic! These alien races are really hateful!"

However, after experiencing several disasters, human beings have already had a way to deal with it. He ran back home, took Sanjila and her old father, and hid in the basement. The outside of the basement is rubber and sand, which is insulated.

However, although Prince George City has taken countermeasures, the lightning curse magic this time still caught the defenders of Prince George City by surprise. There are only less than 20 civilians and servants left.

Although the supplies are still abundant, it is unknown when this battle will end. Maybe after a few months of persistence, the city will be destroyed and people will die.

Although the Army of Hope has repeatedly emphasized that if they persist, there will be a way to save them, but they know that it is simply unrealistic to cross the control line of the Protoss and enter America.

As for breaking out, it is unrealistic to abandon Prince George. Without the high walls and supplies that cannot be taken away here, human beings will only be chased and killed by centaurs.

There is no way to go back.

On the Bering Sea, countless shining discs fought fiercely with the Fourth Fleet.

Zhang Zhiheng sat on the Hope-class Space Fortress of Guangyang, looking at the entire battlefield with a gloomy expression.

Guangyang was because he was stationed in Guangyang at that time, but he could only watch Guangyang fall and was helpless. In order to remember the shame of the Fourth Fleet, after the formal reorganization of the Fourth Fleet was completed, the flagship was named after Guangyang.

"The power compartments of Fengling and Yuyu were hit, and they requested to abandon the ship." Chief of Staff Gan Junge walked over. This old man who followed Chu Heng to set up the flag at the beginning has been unknown, but he has not missed a step. Now he is the staff officer of the Fourth Fleet. Long, and the two flowers of the major general on his shoulders prove his military status.

"Ask for permission, set a time-delay self-protection, and induce the enemy to pursue!" Zhang Zhiheng commanded calmly.

The main force of the three major aces could not move at all on the frontal battlefield, and only the last three fleets could be deployed. However, the Sixth Fleet has been stationed in Europe. Zeng Lijun, who originally wanted to withdraw, was entangled by the enemy because the enemy was aggressive. The Sixth Fleet was eaten by the enemy, and the Fifth Fleet had been dispatched to assist the Sixth Fleet, and only his Fourth Fleet was left with the task of trying to break through the Bering Sea.

His order was very simple, to take Prince George from the Bering Sea and bring back the Eastern Expeditionary Army, but as the general staff guessed, since the Protoss made a big move, how could humans take advantage of it? In the sky above the sea, twelve shining divine disks, four shining silver title gods and five thousand protoss warriors have been waiting for him for a long time.

Of course, the two sides met as enemies and opened fire directly. Over this sea area, the two sides were evenly matched in strength. Although the Protoss had a slight upper hand, it was still limited. The two sides fought for a full seven hours over the Bering Sea.

Although Zhang Zhiheng suffered heavy losses to the warship, he was still strong, and the enemy was even stronger than him. Most of the Yaoguang gods were lost, and more than 2000 angels were injured. And back.

In this battle, Zhang Zhiheng lost eleven warships of various types, half of the remaining warships were injured and needed repairs.

The battle between the Fourth Fleet and the enemy in the Bering Sea proved that the enemy has indeed blocked the entire hemisphere, not just a technical blockade, but a de facto blockade.

On September [-]th, the army camp in the City of Hope, Chu Heng's face was gloomy and frightening. Now the global situation is obvious. While the Protoss is on strict guard on the frontal battlefield, there is no tendency to take action at all. Pressing forward step by step, without giving way, forming a substantial blockade, the Protoss' approach is very simple, that is, to suppress all the living space that humans have expanded in the past year.

This is not a question of whether to retreat or not. If all human beings withdraw to China at this time and give up all the territory and subordinate races they have obtained, then even if human beings fight back in the future, such repeated races have already made these subordinate races lose all confidence. It is not as obedient as it is now, even resisting to the point of extermination.

If they don't retreat, the two fronts of this thing are too long. I hope the long-distance supply line of the supermarket will be cut off. All the supplies needed for the front line, as big as equipment replacement, have to travel long distances from the rear In the past, it will be a fatal blow to the human economy that has just recovered a little bit.

The protoss move is really wonderful.

Chu Heng dropped several pieces in a row on his earth chessboard, and now human beings are in a very passive situation.

Moreover, on several battlefields, the battle situation was not ideal.

The African battlefield was originally a mess, and the battle was stalemate. Neither side could do anything to the other, but the enemy's most elite elf ace army and those large war behemoths joined in. Even if the National Defense Forces participated, they did not have any advantage. As of yesterday's report, more than 5 troops of the Western Expeditionary Army have been killed or injured. It can be seen that the battle situation is fierce, especially the speed of material consumption is very alarming, and it has been gradually unable to keep up. Fortunately, there are still some reserves, which will not collapse .

However, the servants retreated steadily. With the intervention of the Templar Elf Legion, tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of servants were cut off, and the elf knights in the air were like air fighters. Even Dragonfly and Green None of the super fighters have an advantage. In just a few days, the National Defense Forces have lost more than [-] fighters.

In Europe, under the leadership of Zeng Lijun, the Sixth Fleet and the Gonzalez Department of the National Defense Forces launched bloody landing and anti-landing battles with the Protoss and the Naga people who landed on the shallows of the Bay of Biscay. There were losses of warships and damage to tens of thousands of soldiers.

The wounded soldiers are constantly being transported down. The supply line of the Army of Hope, which relies on the Hope Supermarket, is undoubtedly weak at this time. Now it can only be recognized that the bulk of them use King Kong-class multi-functional transport ships to and from the front line and the country.

When the battle situation was stalemate, Xia Houxin had already deployed troops from the major military regions in China to garrison the supply lines along the way to deal with the enemy's harassment of the supply lines, and the guard fleet had deployed some fast Glory-class cruisers to join Patrols, however, were to secure the field on the Western Front.

Chu Heng looked at a few red dots on the map, and the movement of the Protoss has been shown to be almost the same, but that's all?Chu Heng was a little unbelievable. If it was him, after planning for so long, the picture would definitely not look like it is now, and he is in a stalemate with himself. Although their most obvious purpose is to let him withdraw from the territory of China, how could they not think of human beings? What about the resistance?
There must be another trick.

So what's the next goal?
It is a bit unwise to attack head-on. The Protoss should be aware that not only are there three most powerful fleets on the frontal battlefield, but there are also countless defensive measures. If they dare to attack, their mouths will be smashed.

They don't have such good teeth yet.

Chu Heng sorted out his ideas from the beginning again. The first thing the enemy did was to cut off the supply function of the supermarket, and then, with the momentum of thunder, launched a fierce attack on places that could not be supplied, and blocked them. It seemed that after cutting off the space transmission, they would Force was used.

However, the protoss should know where the strength and weakness of human beings are. Although they cut off the convenient space transmission, their next goal should be the current supply line.

And until now, the actions of the Protoss have always been as Chu Heng guessed. The next step is to intensify their attack on their supply line, attacking the material base Tehran is the only way to cut off the connection of the material.

connect?

Yes, contact!

What a fan of the authorities!

If the enemy clearly guides the advantages of technological civilization, then since the material transmission is cut off, the next step is to cut off the information communication, cut off the connection between the central and local governments, and the front line!

Only in this way can we separate, confront, and keep human beings busy!
Cutting off human information communication is a satellite in outer space, but the current satellites are all the technology of the City of Light, and pure magic interference signals can no longer be damaged. If you really want to destroy it, you must directly destroy the satellite itself!
Then the enemy's goal is the satellite in outer space!
"Get me through Zhu Ke!"

After the communication was connected, Chu Heng directly ordered: "Immediately collect the mechas and the best mechas from all bases, and be ready to fight on the earth at any time!"

If the conjecture is true, then this battle can only rely on the mechas directly under Guangming City, and the mechas belonging to the fleet really cannot be transferred anymore!
(End of this chapter)