Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

Inside the command center, the shrill sound of electronic alarms had become a continuous cacophony, piercing the eardrums.

Looking at the three red lines representing death on the big screen, Zhao Gang could almost smell the gunpowder.

That wasn't an ordinary missile; it was a miniature bunker buster with directional armor-piercing capabilities, capable of turning the entire "Death Valley" into a dead zone.

"Director Liu! We can't wait any longer! Authorize the activation of electromagnetic interference immediately, even if it burns out all the equipment, we have to try!"

Zhao Gang's voice became hoarse due to extreme anxiety.

Liu Ming ignored him; his gaze was fixed on the few lines of constantly changing underlying source code on the main control screen.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his hands holding the control lever were as steady as a mountain.

"Interference is useless." Liu Ming's voice was so calm it was frightening.

"The other side is using microwave link closed-loop guidance, and conventional electromagnetic interference will only cause them to detonate prematurely in the air. If the debris falls into the mineral vein area, the consequences will be equally unimaginable."

"What are we going to do? Are we just going to wait to die?" a young major couldn't help but shout.

"Shut up."

A chilling glint flashed in Liu Ming's eyes.

He turned his head sharply and looked at the communications soldier who was already stunned.

Tell me your security password.

"Director, that's under the jurisdiction of the military region, I can't..."

"No time for nonsense! If the missile lands, are you going to keep that password and feed the bugs?" Liu Ming's tone suddenly rose, and the oppressive feeling brought by the mountains of corpses and seas of blood instantly made the young soldier slump into his chair.

"1209...334...The suffix is ​​SK!" the communications soldier shouted, almost in tears.

Liu Ming's fingers flew across the keyboard like a blur.

What is he doing?

He actually used that basic password to forcibly tear open a tiny vulnerability in the system's firewall. Then, using the highest-priority backdoor reserved in the "Dragon Fang" system, he brute-forcely took over the highest level of access to the entire border defense and anti-missile system like a tidal wave!

"Ding—Identity verified. Supreme Commander: Shura."

A clear yet cold, mechanical synthesized voice rang out in the command center.

Everyone is stupid.

Looking at the golden dragon logo on the screen, a symbol of absolute authority, they felt their brains had completely shut down.

Shura. That was the code name of that legendary man, the most mysterious and terrifying name in the Kyushu military.

"Ghost Hand, cut off their external guidance links. I need to take over the gyroscope data of those three missiles," Liu Ming whispered the order into his headset.

"Boss, this is insane! You're manually micromanipulating a missile!" Ghost Hand's terrified voice came through the headset. "If the error exceeds 0.1 millimeters, our entire place will be blown to bits!"

"Do as I say."

Liu Ming's voice was completely flat.

He slowly stood up, his body leaning slightly forward. In that instant, he seemed to transform into an extremely precise calculator.

Imperial College London's ballistics model, Tsinghua University's School of Economics and Management's game theory deduction, and the almost instinctive intuition about danger accumulated during the "Dragon Fang" special operations.

At this moment, Liu Ming perfectly blended the three elements together.

He constructed a vast, dynamic three-dimensional map in his mind. The flight trajectories of the three missiles, the slight changes in wind speed, and even the refractive index of the air humidity were all included in his calculations.

"Turn...away!"

Liu Ming suddenly pulled the control lever!

He wasn't looking for weaknesses in the missiles; instead, he was forcibly deceiving the onboard computers of the three missiles through reverse data injection!

He wanted those missiles to believe that the real core of the mineral vein was located two kilometers away, beneath an uninhabited cliff!

"Countdown... fifteen seconds!"

On the radar screen, the three red dots that had been as steady as a rock suddenly trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, one of the red dots suddenly drew an extremely exaggerated arc and crashed diagonally into the rocky beach next to it!

"It's off course! It's really off course!" the military expert screamed in disbelief!

But that wasn't the end of it. The other two missiles seemed to sense the danger and performed an extremely agile maneuver in the air, attempting to relock onto the target.

"Trying to run away?"

Liu Ming sneered as his fingers flew across the touchscreen, the movements so fast they almost sparked!

He forcibly took control of the three anti-aircraft interceptor missiles on the launcher. However, he did not press the "auto-lock" button.

Because he knew that at such a short distance, the delay in automatic guidance could be fatal.

He wants to manually intercept it.

"Old Zhao, turn off all the main lights in the base!"

"What?" Zhao Gang was taken aback.

"Shut it down! Immediately!"

"Click." The entire command center was plunged into darkness, with only the large screen and the control panel in front of Liu Ming emitting a faint green light.

Liu Ming's eyes became extremely deep. At that moment, it was as if he had left the room and arrived in the sky thousands of meters away.

He could feel the scorching tail flame and the air blasts tearing through the air.

At that moment, his heartbeat miraculously slowed down, becoming steady and powerful.

"locking."

"Prediction".

"Fire!"

Liu Ming pressed the blood-red button heavily.

"Boom—Boom—Boom—!!!"

Three deafening roars came from the launch silos behind the command center almost at the same time!

Three anti-aircraft missiles, carrying the will of Kyushu and the anger of this young national hero, roared towards the sky like three black dragons bursting out of hell, trailing long, blinding white plumes of smoke!

The immense recoil caused the bulletproof glass in the command center to vibrate and rattle.

Everyone instinctively held their breath.

They looked up out the window, and in the pitch-black night sky, three white streaks of light shot straight up into the clouds with a resolute attitude of mutual destruction.

Liu Ming remained standing in front of the control panel. He did not look at the sky, because the final explosion point had already appeared in his mind.

He slowly pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with a lighter.

Just as the firelight illuminated his profile.

"BOOM—ROCK—ROCK—!!!"

In the sky, three enormous and dazzling fireballs, like bursting fireworks of death, exploded with a deafening roar in mid-air!

A blast of air swept through. The flames illuminated the entire "Death Valley".

Amidst the deafening aftershocks, Liu Ming took a deep drag on his cigarette and slowly exhaled.

He turned his head and looked at the officers who were completely stunned by the scene, their faces filled with fear and admiration.

A slight, extremely disdainful, and wild curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"In this area."

"Nobody's here."

"It can choke me, Liu Ming."

Liu Ming's voice was very soft, yet it drowned out the rumbling thunder outside.

Zhao Gang stepped forward and looked at the young man who was smoking in the darkness, as if he had just finished a trivial task.

This tough border defense company commander suddenly felt a lump in his throat and his throat felt as dry as if it had been burned.

"Director Liu... no, Leader Liu."

Zhao Gang snapped to attention and gave a perfect military salute, his voice hoarse.

"Those three shots just now...were they fired by you?"

Liu Ming smiled. He stubbed out his cigarette and casually tossed it into the trash can.

"I just..."

"Tell those three piles of scrap metal."

"This land belongs to the Dragon."