119: Cut it off and kick it like a ball

Mo Li wasn't surprised that the anti-tank missile was shot down; instead, he looked at Pan Han with interest.

"Lord Pan, what do you think they'll do next?"

"They'll push straight through." Pan Han was preparing to have Qin Zhong pull out the 30mm anti-aircraft gun for a direct flat shot.

"No, he's not done playing yet."

"So, Mr. Mo knows the commander on the other side?"

"I've met him a few times, a very crazy fellow."

Just then, outside the base, artillery fire rang out again, and the second round of shelling arrived as expected.

"soldiers, they've started. Our weapons don't have enough range, request to use anti-aircraft guns to intercept the shells." Qin Zhong was dazed by the explosions and was already wounded.

"What's the situation on the position?" Pan Han didn't want to use the anti-aircraft guns so early; the number of shells was limited, and he needed to keep a trump card.

"Half of the position has been destroyed, with 13 casualties."

Boom boom boom! Just as Qin Zhong was reporting, the other side fired a third volley.

This time, they used incendiary shells, and a raging fire instantly ignited on the position.

Through the walkie-talkie, there were chaotic cries and shouts to extinguish the fire.

Boom boom boom, fourth round!

Boom boom boom, fifth round!

"soldiers, the position has been completely destroyed, and casualties exceed 25. We need to prepare to attack. We can't just sit here and get bombed." After Qin Zhong finished his report, Pan Han didn't speak, tacitly approving the counterattack.

Mo Li saw that Pan Han remained as steady as a mountain, and he inwardly gave him a few more points.

Actually, Pan Han was panicking like crazy right now. How could he fight when the range wasn't enough??

Now he could only hope that Qin Zhong and his men would make some noise.

He would find an opportune moment to pay a large amount of supplies in exchange for Mo Li's intervention.

Qin Zhong had already dispatched the few combat vehicles available, forming several combat teams, rushing towards the enemy camp at the fastest speed. He didn't dare say they would rout the enemy, but at least disrupt their rhythm.

Otherwise, letting Z Tower fire volleys so comfortably was too unbearable.

However, Dawn Base's combat vehicles were all modified from civilian off-road vehicles or pickup trucks from before the apocalypse. At most, they had some iron plates and wire mesh added.

Qin Zhong also knew that going out with these things was suicide, but the situation was critical, and there was no time for further consideration.

However, he still kept one thing in mind: he didn't let Dawn Squad members lead the charge; these vehicles were all manned by slaves who had volunteered.

Although some slaves were greedy for life and afraid of death, most were willing to serve Dawn Base. After all, they could eat their fill here, and that alone could instantly kill most other forces.

Li Qinglong discovered that the other side had sent out a few small broken vehicles and smiled slightly: "Still using this trick?"

This time, he didn't even need to give orders.

The combat vehicles around the armored vehicles immediately formed into two-vehicle groups and charged out to meet them.

This was a fixed routine for the armored vehicle squadron: artillery was responsible for output, and combat vehicles were responsible for clearing surrounding troubles. Daily training also revolved around these subjects.

No sooner said than done, the two teams quickly made contact, and gunshots erupted everywhere.

Z Tower's tactical vehicles were military vehicles from before the apocalypse, with armor and bulletproof glass, capable of withstanding direct hits from 12.7mm heavy machine guns at close range.

In contrast, Dawn Base's vehicles were very rudimentary. Although both sides had heavy machine guns, if you couldn't penetrate the opponent, how could you play?

As expected, within 3 minutes, Dawn Base's vehicles were all destroyed.

Some slaves were directly killed in their vehicles, while others were shot dead after getting out and trying to escape.

Z Tower left no prisoners; their actions were truly ruthless.

"Cut off a few heads and keep them to kick around like balls." The outcome was no surprise to Li Qinglong; he stretched lazily and gave the order indifferently.

"Yes, Third Leader!"

Qin Zhong observed from afar with binoculars, seeing everything clearly.

When he saw Z Tower soldierss getting out of their vehicles to cut off heads, he was so angry he pounded the sandbags.

"Damn it, these sons of bitches! Bring out the anti-aircraft guns, prepare for flat fire." Qin Zhong's anger had reached its limit, he couldn't endure it anymore. He decided to act on his own initiative and use the ultimate weapon.

"If you use the anti-aircraft guns now, you'll have no backup plan left." Mo Li couldn't help but remind him.

Pan Han now wished he could travel back to his own world, then go to Eagle Country and empty an armory. But on the surface, he still smiled, waving his hand repeatedly: "It's fine, use them."

"Oh? Lord Pan seems to have other preparations?"

I'll either crush you with supplies, or crush them with supplies. Pan Han thought with a bitter smile.

At worst, I'll just teleport away and never come back.

Boom boom boom! Another volley. This time the artillery fire extended, already able to hit the north gate of the base.

"soldiers, do you want to take cover?" At this moment, Cheng Xiao pushed the door open. She was afraid Pan Han would be accidentally injured by the artillery fire.

"No hurry, you go out first. Mr. Mo and I will chat a bit longer." Pan Han smiled and asked Cheng Xiao to leave.

Mo Li remained as steady as a mountain. He had already made up his mind to wait until Li Qinglong made his move, then he would name his price. This way, he could maximize his profits.

However, if Pan Han couldn't survive this round of shelling, it would be troublesome for him to have to find another candidate.

Just at this moment, Z Tower fired another 3 rounds.

Several buildings inside Dawn Base had already collapsed.

Pan Han was already cursing inwardly, how could there be so many shells? If I survive this, I'll definitely buy 10,000 rounds first!

However, a few minutes after this round finished, there was no more movement from the other side.

It turned out that Li Qinglong had called a halt to the shelling, and he sent a drone to fly over Dawn Base to call out to Pan Han.

"Dawn Base, tell your boss to come out and talk." The drone's loudspeaker let out a triumphant taunt.

"Mr. Mo, please wait a moment, I'm going out." Pan Han got up and went straight downstairs.

As soon as he reached downstairs, he was shocked by the scene before him.

A severed leg, blown off, landed right at the entrance. Base members, taking advantage of the lull in shelling, quickly came out to rescue people. There were shouts and curses everywhere.

Pan Han had no time to bother with them. He took long strides and came near the drone.

"The person you're looking for is here!" He shouted at the drone.

The drone made half a turn, adjusted its angle, and aimed at Pan Han.

"Young man, how does it feel? Hehehe!"

"Speak quickly if you have something to say, or get out if you're just going to fart!" Pan Han held one hand behind his back, secretly pulling out a dagger.

"It's still not too late to surrender. As long as you hand over 200 women and all your supplies, I'll consider letting your base off the hook. Why make everyone die with you?" Li Qinglong resorted to divisive tactics.

After all, hearing that they might not have to die, some people would still be tempted.

"You're dreaming!" Pan Han flicked out a throwing knife, directly hitting the drone.

"Holy crap! He's actually a hothead. Very good, when I catch you later, I'll show you how I'll play with you." Li Qinglong was already somewhat annoyed at having another drone destroyed.

Pan Han was worried he would disrupt morale, so he acted swiftly to prevent everyone from being swayed.

Fortunately, the people in the base were busy rescuing the wounded, and few heard what the drone was shouting.

Pan Han also didn't have the energy to help; he went straight back to Mo Li's room.

At this time, Qin Zhong and others had already moved the anti-aircraft guns to a pre-set position.

He looked back at the miserable state of the base, his eyes bloodshot, his expression ferocious, and he roared at Old Six: "Fire!!"