MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1472 Unstoppable

Andrews Air Force Base, located eight miles east of Washington, DC, is the base of the US Air Force's Air Force One and helicopter. The main task is to provide rapid response to emergencies that seriously endanger national security and to support the Air Force Expeditionary Force.

However, just a few minutes ago, a tungsten rod made it a ruin.

And this is also the reason for the previous earthquake.

At the moment, downtown Washington.

The alarm bells are great, but they can't stop the fear in people's hearts.

In the sound of the sirens, the police car, the explosion-proof car and the armored car rushed to the root of the chaos, and the vehicles abandoned in the middle of the road were knocked open, and the lines were lined up on the road to form a line of defense. The police took out the pistol, Remington, and the gun, nervously squatting beside the police car. On the other side of their side, is the fully armed anti-terrorist squad who is the main force of defense. At this moment, the rifle and the explosion-proof shield are in the hands of the flat, and the pupil under the helmet is reduced to a point.

boom!

A rocket hit the armored car parked in the middle of the road.

The policemen hiding next to them buried their heads, and at this moment, there was a dense gunshot on the other side of the street.

The bullets from the stunned winds slammed through the hood and the door of the police car. The police officers shot in the air and fell to the ground with **** wounds. The specially prepared special forces fired back, but in the face of the fierce firepower of the power armor, they fell from the beginning and fell into the wind. The firepower net that was shot was pressed against the bunker.

The heavy machine guns of armored vehicles played a certain role, but they faced power armor. In the face of flexible individual anti-tank weapons, the fragile armor is like a paper paste, shot by a poisonous rocket.

"Here is bake, here is bake, we are attacked by enemy armed forces! They are advancing to the Lincoln Memorial, we need support... Damn! Shet! Where is our army going to die! When Laozi is on the job No one has told me that I will go to the battlefield."

Cursed behind the police car, the middle-aged sheriff clutched the walkie-talkie in his hands, and the roaring voice was somewhat distorted.

His arm was covered with blood from the side of the person, and his forehead was rubbed out of the mouth by a bullet. It was about 1 mm, and he was smashed. The empty shell fell to the ground, but he did not dare to explore the bunker again.

boom

A muffled sound, the special forces squatting beside him slammed his head and fell back to the ground. Facing the power armor that crossed the line of defense, he lost his pistol and collapsed his head and screamed at the police car.

"I surrender! I surrender! I..."

After a long time, he trembled and lifted his head from under his arm.

The face rose into pig liver color.

Perhaps it was because of the loss of weapons, perhaps because it was considered that it did not pose a threat at all, and the people in the star trade did not pay attention to him at all. Until then, he discovered that those people have gone far...

The police in Washington City have seen such a battle.

In the face of enemies falling from the sky, perhaps the police in Los Angeles and New York will be slightly more experienced than them.

After all, others have rehearsed at least on the set...

Dealing with ordinary gangsters or fearful terrorists, these well-trained policemen and special policemen are more than enough, but at the moment they are not facing gangsters or fearful terrorists, but a group of murderous people who are crossing the ocean to find They are the teacher of the tiger wolf...

On the other hand, dozens of helicopters are rapidly advancing from the air in the downtown area of ​​downtown Washington. Above the city, the shadow of several fighter jet formations, the f-22 and f-35 from the neighboring state military base, collided with the aurora-20 and the wing of the Freedom wing.

As for why it came from the neighboring state, it was naturally because of the previous tungsten bullet, the legendary Andrews Air Force Base and the fast-resistance and air force stationed there were ruined.

But even if it was hit hard, even if everything happened too suddenly, the army stationed near Washington responded as quickly as possible after the orbital strike.

The strength of the two tank battalions of the 37th Armored Division went straight to the Pentagon, and the rest of the combat units all rushed to the White House. However, unfortunately, those cars that have grown up on the road have formed a daunting barricade, which has made it difficult for these armored units to be blocked in the suburbs.

Forty-two ch-53d whistled to the city center, transporting special forces to quickly deploy to hot spots. On the other hand, fourteen ch-47 slave helicopters were dispatched urgently, deploying an armored company to the Lincoln Memorial airlift, and at all costs to stop the star-ring trade power armor from advancing to the White House.

Lincoln Memorial.

This solemn memorial hall is not only a sacred place for the American people to remember the late President Lincoln, but also a gathering place for various political and governing assemblies. Not only have successive presidents delivered speeches here, but a few days ago, Martin Luther King stood here and published his famous speech "I Have a Dream."

However, at this moment, the smell of smoke and pungent gunpowder has turned this into a nightmare that everyone can't avoid.

The lawn outside the memorial hall is a trench that has not yet been completed. Responsible for this place is the District of Columbia National Guard, and the 11th Brigade of the Marine Corps on a helicopter.

The speed of the orbital airborne brigade was beyond the expectations of the US military. The US soldiers stationed in the memorial hall were forced to rush to meet the enemy. On this unfinished temporary fortification, a fierce exchange of fire with the orbital airborne brigade was launched.

The bullets rained over the sandbags and the trenches, leaving a piece of broken bullet marks on the marble walls of the memorial hall. The original solemn place became a **** meat grinder, or to put it another way, it is no exaggeration to call it a slaughterhouse...

......

"You told me that our trident did explode!"

"I swear that our trident has exploded..."

"Then tell me, what the **** is going on outside?!" The whole body trembled with anger and fear. Mike Burns’s right hand held the phone and snarled loudly against Defense Secretary James Matisse. "They, why are they in our capital!"

The phone was in a short silence.

James Matisse can't answer this question.

No one can explain why this is why their twelve tridents have all hit the target, but the star trade has not surrendered. That is the fact that there are 96 nuclear warheads and countries or organizations that can be alive and kicked after being hit by 96 nuclear warheads. It does not exist...

Since the War of Independence, no country has been able to send its troops to the continent. If there is, it can only appear in Hollywood blockbusters, or in some visual department 3a games. However, now that this has become a reality, Matisse has nothing to do with it.

Taking a deep breath, Matisse forced the trembling in his tone and said slowly.

"Mr. President, the Star Ring trade is advancing towards the White House."

"I have sent a special force to your location and you need to transfer immediately."

"We will meet in Cheyenne Mountain..."

Just as he called, an orbital airborne brigade of the Star Ring trade had crossed the Arlington Memorial Bridge and was only 15 minutes away from the Pentagon. It’s not just the president who needs to transfer, he is the same...