Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Lin Tian stood up, placing his hands on the table. "You are the real executioners. We are just doing what you did back then."

Are you scared?

Are you in pain?

That's right.

Because you finally know what it feels like to be invaded, and even things worse than invasion can happen.

The audience was completely silent, and all the cameras were focused on the eight-year-old child.

"Listen up, you all!"

Lin Tian's voice suddenly turned as cold as ice, "Chinese people don't provoke trouble, but they're not afraid of trouble either."

If anyone dares to bully us, we'll fight back.

No matter who it is, no matter how many people there are, no matter how far away they are, we will beat them until they are completely submissive.

A round of applause erupted from the audience, and the Chinese reporters were moved to tears.

After the press conference, the news spread all over the world.

Reactions varied across countries; some were angry, some fearful, some confused, and some excited.

The headlines of the U.S. newspapers read: "Chinese Independent Brigade Threatens to Use Force Again, Tensions Rise in the Far East."

An American newspaper wrote: "Commander Lin has made a firm statement, refusing to compromise. We're curious what this grand gift will be?"

The newspaper was in a state of panic: "The Chinese Independent Brigade threatens retaliation, the safety of the island nation is in jeopardy."

Across China, the people applauded and cheered.

Brigade Commander Chen entered Lin Tian's office. "Sir, what is that big gift you mentioned?"

A slow smile crept onto Lin Tian's lips. "One hundred Miss Qiu pills, is that enough?"

Brigade Commander Chen was stunned. "Sir, you want to..."

"Weren't you living a carefree life? Didn't you think I was afraid of those foreign devils?"

Lin Tian looked out the window at the sky. "I'll show them what happens when they mess with me. Prepare for action. Target: Japan."

"yes!"

Brigade Commander Chen ran out excitedly.

He knew that an even bigger storm was coming.

Those who are still celebrating their peaceful lives have no idea what nightmare awaits them.

The third day, late at night.

One hundred B-52 strategic bombers took off from their base in the Ryukyu Islands over the Pacific Ocean.

They all carried Miss Qiu, whose power was two to three times that of Hiroshima.

In the lead aircraft, the commander looked at the radar screen and said in a calm voice, "Attention all aircraft, target coordinates have been locked."

It is expected to reach the airspace over various parts of the island nation in twenty minutes, at which point all personnel will be placed on high alert.

The aircraft flew silently northward.

Ground-based radar cannot detect them because each bomber is coated with state-of-the-art stealth coating.

The night was as dark as ink, and the sea was pitch black.

Inside the cabin, the pilots remained silent.

They knew the significance of this mission: it wasn't about bombing, it was about destruction.

To completely erase the island nation from the world map.

Tokyo, the Prime Minister's official residence.

The new prime minister had just finished a meeting and was sitting in his office with stacks of intelligence reports spread out in front of him, becoming increasingly frustrated as he looked at them.

The Huaxia Independent Brigade withdrew, but he always felt that things weren't that simple.

Would that eight-year-old child give up so easily?

He shook his head, telling himself not to overthink it.

"Your Excellency, aren't you going to rest?"

The secretary walked in and asked cautiously.

The prime minister waved his hand nervously, sensing something big was about to happen. "I can't sleep, I'll sit for a while longer."

The night outside the window was deep, and the distant sound of ocean waves could be faintly heard.

He was unaware that death was hovering overhead.

At 3 a.m., one hundred bombers simultaneously arrived over various parts of the island nation, opened their bomb bays, and released one hundred Miss Qiu bombs from their racks at the same time.

"Bombing complete, all personnel return to base."

The navigator's voice echoed on the channel as a hundred bombers simultaneously turned and flew toward the Ryukyu Islands.

Miss Qiu fell silently into the night sky, her speed increasing, leaving a long trail like a shooting star streaking across the heavens.

Three minutes later, the first one exploded over Tokyo.

The blinding white light, brighter than a thousand suns, instantly engulfed the entire city.

The shockwave spread outwards at supersonic speeds, overturning everything in its path.

Skyscrapers were torn to shreds like paper, reduced to dust.

Temperatures soared to millions of degrees, steel melted, rocks vaporized, and seawater boiled.

A huge mushroom cloud rose up and shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, ninety-nine missiles exploded in succession over various cities in the island nation.

Osaka, Nagoya, Kyoto, Yokohama, Kobe, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Sapporo...

Cities disappeared in the white light.

The combined shockwaves triggered a magnitude 12 earthquake, caused the earth's crust to fracture, volcanoes to erupt, and a tsunami to unleash towering waves that engulfed everything.

The entire island nation archipelago is trembling, tearing apart, and sinking.

In Tokyo, the Prime Minister's official residence vaporized in an instant; the new Prime Minister didn't even have time to scream before turning to ashes.

Tens of millions of people vanished in seconds.

An hour has passed.

The smoke and dust from the explosion blotted out the sun, plunging the entire East Asia into darkness.

The Japanese archipelago no longer exists; all that remains is boiling seawater and a few still-erupting volcanoes.

All bombers returned safely from the Ryukyu Islands base.

The pilots disembarked, their faces grave, and remained silent.

They knew what they had done: wipe a country off the map.

Brigade Commander Chen stood in the command tower, looking at the red light on the distant horizon, his voice hoarse: "Mission accomplished."

The message was sent back by telegram.

In Lin Tian's command post, Brigade Commander Chen pushed open the door and entered, his face pale and his hands still trembling.

"Commander, mission accomplished. The Japanese archipelago has been completely removed from the world map."

Lin Tian stood by the window, his back to him.

After a moment of silence, he softly hummed in agreement.

"Make sure the troops are prepared for defense to prevent retaliation from other countries."

"yes!"

The news spread throughout the world, shocking everyone.

The White House in Washington, D.C., USA.

Roosevelt was sleeping when he was woken up by the Secretary of State, and he was pale-faced.

"Mr. President, the island nation... the island nation is gone."

Roosevelt was stunned, thinking he was still half asleep.

"What did you say?"

The Secretary of State's voice trembled: "The Chinese Independent Brigade used bombs to sink the entire island nation, wiping it completely off the map."

What?

What kind of bomb was so powerful that it wiped out an island nation?

Roosevelt slumped onto the bed, his mind blank.

"He's a madman, he's a madman."

He muttered to himself.

The Secretary of State asked what to do, and Roosevelt remained silent for a long time before finally managing to say, "Apologize, go apologize quickly, apologize publicly."

He was scared, really scared.

We don't want to become a second island nation.

In London, England, Churchill was sleeping when he was awakened by the Foreign Secretary.

"Mr. Prime Minister, Little Day Island has been bombed and sunk."

Churchill's hand trembled slightly as he stared blankly at the Foreign Secretary. "What the heck?"

After the Foreign Secretary explained, Churchill exclaimed in shock, "They...how dare they?"

The Foreign Minister gave a wry smile. "Sir, they've done it. What are we supposed to do?"

Churchill remained silent.

He recalled his previous condemnation of the Chinese Independent Brigade and those tough statements, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Quickly withdraw all those previous condemnations and issue an apology."

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