I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 1061-1070

Chapter 1061: Ragtag

Translator: _Min_ Editor: Caron_

"Here's the command center... What? There's a riot at the refugee camp. How's that possible?"

"I repeat, the transport team was attacked! We need backup! Sh*t—"

Following an explosion, the communication ended with static.

At the military base, several communication officers stared at each other in shock while conveying the confusion and shock through their eyes. Fortunately, the head of the command center responded quickly as he immediately grabbed a radio and connected to the rapid response force at the base, then reported the news to the person in charge.

In two minutes, two heavy transport helicopters and four Blackhawk helicopters took off and brought 32 heavily armed special forces. They wore "Lightning" exoskeletons and were armed with a special shell-less rifle newly developed by the Krupp Group. They were armed to their teeth.

However, they still underestimated the scale of the riot. When the helicopters arrived on the scene, the narrow streets were filled with the wreckage of Hummers. More than half of the hundred mercenaries were killed, leaving the rest of the mercenaries struggling to fend off the siege from the refugees.

Indeed, the enemy was a mob, but they clearly underestimated the numbers of the mob. The most important thing was that these refugees were very familiar with the layout of the refugee camps. Even if the mercenaries who lost communication with them were brave and courageous, they could only find cover under bullets coming from all directions.

The eyebrows of the team captain, Bruno, twitched a few times as he examined the battlefield below. Then he picked up the intercom on his shoulder.

"Well, guys, let's bring our brothers back. Hunter-1,2, descend in height, prepare to lower the rope, deploy defense lines at the evacuation point, and cover our brothers as they retreat. Hunters-3, 4 cover in the air, get ready to fire the Gatlin and don't worry about refugee casualties—fire at any refugee you see with guns!"

"Hunter-1, roger. Deploying."

"Hunter-2..."

"..."

More than half of the thirty-two special forces descended to the ground, and these warriors with mechanical exoskeletons were indeed not comparable to the average soldier. In the dark alleys, under the cover of the Gatlin machine guns, they managed to clear out a way through the chaos.

Krupp certainly had a different perspective on weapon design. After discovering that "Lightning" was useless against EMP, it gave up on the lightweight design. The use of steel instead of functional plastics turned the exoskeleton into a power armor mold. The formed Faraday cage shielded them from electromagnetic pulses.

In addition to the EMP protection enhancement, the armor's defense also improved drastically. Looking through a binocular on the battlefield, Jiang Chen discovered that the 5.56mm used by the refugees couldn't penetrate the steel plates in front of their chests.

Of course, the cost of this type of improvement was exceptionally high—at least five times the cost of the previous version.

Sure enough, war was a lubricant of a civilization. The problem they previously didn't understand could be resolved after taking two punches to the face. Perhaps they could give Freemasonry another decade, and they would find a "trivial method" to deal with the advanced technology of Celestial Trade. Just like how the US military managed to avoid roadside bombings in Iraq.