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

"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."

"Ugh—!"

The piercing air raid siren suddenly blared in the darkness before dawn!

The sound, like a tangible blade, instantly shattered the tranquility of several provinces along the eastern coast of the Dragon Kingdom. From bustling financial centers to remote fishing village docks, countless people were jolted awake from their slumber, their hearts pounding uncontrollably.

This is not a drill; this is a real war warning!

Inside the forward command post of the Southern Theater Command, red warning lights flashed wildly.

On the enormous electronic sand table, two huge red halos, representing extreme danger, were pressing down on the dotted line representing the baseline of the Dragon Kingdom's territorial waters with an arrogant and unreasonable attitude.

That was the enemy's proud "dual carrier strike group," a steel behemoth weighing 100,000 tons, with its nuclear-powered heart roaring in the deep sea, and its decks filled with F-35 stealth fighters loaded with live ammunition.

"Report! Two enemy F-35C fighter jets have broken formation and are approaching our airspace at Mach 1.5!"

The radar operator's voice sounded somewhat shrill due to extreme tension.

"Less than two minutes' flight time to reach our 12-nautical-mile airspace red line!"

"This is outrageous! They're practically stepping on our faces!"

An elderly general with a full head of white hair slammed his fist on the control panel, his white eyebrows bristling and his eyes blazing with fury.

"Do you really think that Kyushu is still the same weak and helpless state it was a hundred years ago? I'll risk my life to never let them set foot in our airspace!"

"Boss, this is putting extreme pressure on us, testing our limits!"

A staff officer, sweating profusely, reported to his superior.

"According to intercepted radio signals, the opposing commander was extremely arrogant. They claimed that this was a normal 'flight training' exercise in international waters and warned that any interference would be considered a provocation of war!"

"Provoke him, you son of a bitch!"

The old general, enraged, laughed coldly. "Order the 'Jiaolong' squadron patrolling the front lines to scramble and intercept them immediately! Lock onto them with fire control radar! If they dare cross the line even a millimeter, shoot them down without asking for permission!"

"yes!"

……

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, above the clouds, the sunlight has just pierced the darkness.

Two F-35C fighter jets, like two gray blades, weaved through the sea of ​​clouds.

"Falcon One calling the mothership, we are 30 seconds away from the target red line."

The pilot looked down at the land belonging to the ancient Eastern country through the helmet sight, a contemptuous sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"They did nothing but issue a few weak warnings. It was a truly boring flight."

However, he had barely finished speaking.

"Beep—beep beep beep!!!"

Inside the cabin, the piercing alarm, locked on by radar, suddenly blared wildly!

"Fuck! What happened?"

The pilot's expression changed.

"Falcon One! There's a high-speed approach signal at your nine o'clock position!" The wingman's voice boomed in the channel, tinged with barely concealed panic.

The pilot turned his head sharply, and in the blinding morning light, two understated silver-gray fighter jets, like two peerless swords drawn from their sheaths, tore through the clouds!

That is the J-20, China's most advanced fifth-generation heavy stealth fighter.

Without warning shots or escorts, two J-20s cut directly into the F-35 formation in an extremely domineering and dangerous manner!

They were so close that they could even see the Chinese flag on the other pilot's helmet!

"Get out!"

The Chinese pilot roared through the international public channel. His voice was cold and harsh, devoid of any emotion, yet it conveyed a resolute determination to die rather than surrender.

"This is Chinese airspace! Turn around immediately! Otherwise, we will shoot you down!"

"You bastards! Are you all insane?"

The F-35 pilot was so frightened that his palms were sweating, and he jerked the control stick in an attempt to evade.

He had never seen such a reckless way of flying. The two J-20s not only did not slow down, but instead, like two mad bulls, they blocked his flight path, as if they were going to die together!

Under the intense pressure from the two J-20s, the F-35s' flight paths became erratic, and they dared not fire.

Because they are well aware that if a conflict were to break out here, it would trigger a full-scale war between the two nuclear superpowers! They cannot afford that responsibility!

"Falcon One, retreat! Repeat, retreat immediately!"

An emergency order came from the mothership.

Filled with extreme humiliation and resentment, the two F-35s pulled up their noses abruptly less than two nautical miles from the red line and fled back to the carrier's protective perimeter in a sorry state.

……

Although the air crisis was averted, the atmosphere in the frontline command post did not ease up much.

Everyone understood that this was just a test from the other side.

Those two massive aircraft carriers still stand like two mountains, pressing down on the sea level. As long as they don't move, this kind of friction, like dancing on a knife's edge, will continue to occur, and the probability of an accidental clash will be infinitely amplified.

"Boss, this can't go on!"

The staff officer looked at the electronic nautical chart with deep concern. "The enemy's carrier strike group is still advancing. According to their course calculations, they will forcibly cross our designated exercise restricted area in six hours, which is noon today!"

The old general fell silent, his hands gripping the command table tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. Fight?

With China's current military strength, it is absolutely not afraid of any opponent in coastal warfare. However, once the machine of war is set in motion, the price will be devastating loss of life and a decades-long economic setback.

Not fight? Are we just going to stand by and watch them put up cannons at our doorstep and swagger around? Wouldn't all of China's decades of forbearance and development then become a huge joke?

Being caught between a rock and a hard place is the most despairing predicament.

Just then, the red secure phone in the command center rang. The old general answered the phone, listened for a while, and his originally solemn expression instantly became extremely solemn.

"clear!"

The old general straightened up abruptly, answered loudly, hung up the phone, turned around, looked at all the anxious officers waiting in the command hall, and said in a deep voice:

"A call from higher-ups."

"The council has convened an emergency expanded meeting overnight."

"All generals in the city should immediately join the meeting via encrypted video link."

The old general took a deep breath.

"The higher-ups are about to set the tone."