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

The iron curtain of technology has been torn apart. The noose of finance has been tightened in the opposite direction.

Under Liu Ming's seemingly unreasonable combination of attacks, those Western tycoons and politicians who once looked down on the masses from their lofty perch finally experienced what true, heart-wrenching pain meant.

Silicon Valley tech giants are going bankrupt one after another, and Wall Street stocks are as green as a primeval forest. Those exploiters who are used to exchanging a few pieces of waste paper for real industrial products from China suddenly find that their waste paper can no longer even buy a single high-precision screw from China.

"We've been cornered!"

In an octagonal conference room heavily guarded by armed agents, the top leader of a certain hegemonic superpower angrily slammed a top-secret report on "China's counter-sanctions triggering a wave of unemployment in the country" onto the table.

"If we don't find a way to stop that madman named Liu Ming, our country will face economic collapse and civil unrest within six months! Gentlemen, this is no longer an ordinary trade dispute; it's a complete subversion of the foundations of our global hegemony!"

Seated on either side of the long table were military leaders and intelligence chiefs.

"Mr. President, economic measures have failed. Assassination has also proven pointless. That Asian man not only has top-notch security, but he himself is a monster capable of taking on an entire special forces team."

The CIA director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice hoarse.

"Then let's use the method we do best!"

A white-haired veteran with four general stars on his shoulders suddenly stood up, his hands on the table, his eyes revealing a madness and ruthlessness belonging to the Cold War era.

"If we can't win on the table, then let's flip the table! We still have the world's most powerful army and a nuclear arsenal capable of destroying the Earth dozens of times over!"

"Notify the Pacific Fleet! Activate Project Titan! I'm sending our nuclear-powered aircraft carriers straight to their doorstep! I want to show those Easterners who really calls the shots in this world!"

……

Two days later.

On the shores of the East China Sea, a fierce wind whipped up dark clouds.

The Dragon Kingdom's seas, which had been peaceful for decades, were suddenly shrouded in an extremely oppressive and chilling atmosphere.

"Alarm! Alarm!"

In the Southern Theater Command of the Dragon Kingdom, at the Coastal Defense Early Warning Command Center, a piercing buzzing sound suddenly rang out. On the huge radar screen, two alarming red warning zones were brazenly and recklessly cutting into the red line of the Dragon Kingdom's exclusive economic zone.

"Sir! It's the USS Enterprise and the USS Nimitz! Two fully equipped nuclear-powered carrier strike groups!"

The radar operator's voice was distorted by extreme tension as he stared intently at the dense clusters of lights on the screen.

"The enemy fleet is traveling at 30 knots! It is less than 50 nautical miles from our territorial sea baseline! The escort includes four Ticonderoga-class cruisers, eight Arleigh Burke-class destroyers, and an unknown number of nuclear submarines underwater!"

This is absolutely not an ordinary military exercise; this is blatant war intimidation! It's like pointing a gun barrel directly at the head of the Chinese nation!

In the command hall, the faces of several generals instantly turned ashen.

"How outrageous! Do these bandits really think we're still the pushovers we were a hundred years ago?"

A lieutenant general slammed his fist on the control panel, his anger blazing. "Send them a warning immediately! Get them out of here! Otherwise, they'll face the consequences!"

"I've already sent it! But the other party is completely ignoring it!"

The communications officer, sweating profusely, reported, "They even activated electromagnetic interference across the entire frequency band and replied to us...that they are conducting 'lawful freedom of navigation' and demanded that our ships give way immediately!"

"Freedom of navigation? They've even sailed into our yard!"

The lieutenant general was so angry that his beard trembled. He turned around abruptly and looked at the man sitting in the main seat of the command center.

Upon receiving the urgent telegram from the military, Liu Ming immediately flew from the capital to the front-line command post. At that moment, he was wearing a camouflage uniform without any rank insignia and holding the perpetually chipped enamel mug.

His eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool. There was no anger, no panic.

I just stared quietly at the approaching red dots on the radar screen, as if I were watching a herd of pigs heading to the slaughterhouse.

"Commander Liu, the situation is extremely critical! The other side is determined to cause trouble this time. If a conflict breaks out, it could be a full-scale war between two nuclear-armed superpowers!"

The lieutenant general's voice was filled with deep worry: "Should we refrain from this for now and ask the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to mediate?"

"Mediation?"

Liu Ming put down her teacup, the bottom of which collided with the table with a dull, crisp sound.

"They've already got a knife to their throat, and you're trying to reason with them? Do you think they'll understand?"

Liu Ming slowly stood up. In that instant, the director who had been strategizing at the negotiating table was gone. The "Shura" who had once struck fear into the hearts of mercenaries in the primeval jungle had awakened once more.

The terrifying killing intent forged in the midst of mountains of corpses and seas of blood made the temperature in the command center seem to drop several degrees.

"Order the frontline patrol ships to be on high alert, with all fire control radars activated. Keep a close watch on those two aircraft carriers!"

Liu Ming's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible, iron-willed quality.

"Tell them, no need to ask for permission, if the other side dares to cross the territorial sea baseline even a millimeter, open fire immediately without warning."

"This..." The lieutenant general hesitated, "This could lead to a world war!"

"Fine, let's fight!"

Liu Ming abruptly turned his head, his sharp eyes piercing the lieutenant general. "Dignity lies only on the edge of a sword! Truth lies only within the range of cannons! They dare to be so reckless because they are certain we won't fight! If we back down today, they'll dare to send their aircraft carrier into the Yangtze River tomorrow!"

"Even if the sky falls, I, Liu Ming, will hold it up! Execute orders!"

"yes!!!"

……

On the ocean, the waves surged.

Inside the bridge of the USS Enterprise, General Smith was looking smugly through his binoculars at the tiny Chinese patrol ships that looked like ants on the distant horizon.

"General, we're only thirty nautical miles from their territorial sea baseline," the adjutant warned with some concern. "Their fire control radar has locked onto us, and their submarine force seems to be making unusual movements. Should we really continue?"

"What are you afraid of?"

Smith lowered his binoculars, gave a dismissive laugh, lit a large cigar, and took a deep drag.

"These Easterners are weak at heart. All they do is protest and condemn. As long as we take a tough stance, they will eventually compromise, just like they have in the past few decades."

"Maintain speed! Have the carrier air squadron take off and circle them a couple of times! Show them what real muscle is!"

"yes!"

Following Smith's order, dozens of F-35 fighter jets, loaded with live ammunition, roared into the sky from the aircraft carrier deck. The ear-piercing engine noise tore through the clouds, like a flock of swaggering eagles heading straight for China's airspace.

The provocation has escalated! At this moment, the shadow of war has weighed heavily on the hearts of every Chinese person.

When the news reached China, the whole country was in an uproar! Online, all entertainment news disappeared instantly, replaced by countless angry shouts from netizens.

"Fight! Let's fight them!"

"This is outrageous! Do they really think our Dragon Kingdom has no one to rely on?"

"Better to be a shattered jade than a whole tile!"

However, behind the anger lies a deep concern about an unknown war. After all, those are the two most powerful aircraft carrier battle groups in the world, and the consequences would be unimaginable if war were to break out.

War clouds are gathering. A world war is imminent.

……

"drop--!"

At this critical moment, the command center's secure red phone suddenly rang urgently.

Everyone was shocked; that was a direct line to top-level leaders.

Liu Ming strode over, picked up the receiver, and on the other end of the phone, there were no unnecessary words, only four words: aged, yet as heavy as Mount Tai.

"Go for it."

Liu Ming's eyes shone with an eerie light in that instant. He hung up the phone, turned around, and looked at the enormous holographic combat map.

He didn't look at the enemy planes that were swaggering around, nor did he look at the two massive aircraft carriers.

His gaze crossed the ocean and landed in a more distant place.

"Ghost hands."

Liu Ming coldly uttered two words into her headset.

"Here, boss!"

In the headphones, Ghost Hand's voice trembled with extreme excitement.

"Connect to the 'South Heavenly Gate' system."

A cold, deathly smile curled at the corners of Liu Ming's lips.

"Since they like to show off their muscles."

"Then let's show them."

"What does 'dimensional reduction attack' mean?"

"Command 'Sky-based' No. 1 railgun, target: East China Sea, coordinates X-120, Y-45."

"Let's set off a big firework display for these foreign gentlemen."