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

Underground conference room.

This conference room, located fifty meters underground and equipped with protective measures, serves as the command center.

On either side of the oval table sat more than a dozen commanders who would decide the future of Kyushu. The air in the room was stagnant and heavy, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The huge circular display screen pushed real-time satellite radar images of the East China Sea front. Two conspicuous red dots representing the enemy's aircraft carrier battle group were like two restless poisonous thorns, piercing the eyes of everyone present.

"Gentlemen, that's roughly the situation."

A military officer broke the silence in a low voice.

"Two enemy carrier strike groups are less than 30 nautical miles from our territorial sea baseline. Carrier-based aircraft have conducted three probing flights across the line, and the activity signals of our nuclear submarines remain active. This is blatant brinkmanship; they are betting that we will not take the first strong counterattack."

As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur of discussion arose in the conference room.

"We must not go to war! We absolutely must not go to war!"

A person in charge of economic development slammed his hand on the table, his expression anxious and grave.

"We have just stabilized the domestic economy by relying on the new development policies, and the expansion of the Longyuan chip market is at a critical stage! Once a large-scale conflict breaks out, the foundation of development accumulated over decades will be severely damaged. External forces are waiting for this opportunity. Once the war starts, overseas assets are very likely to be frozen, and a comprehensive blockade will follow. We will be in an extremely passive external environment."

"Old Li is right." The person in charge of foreign affairs chimed in, his brow furrowed. "The current international situation is complex and volatile. Acting rashly could easily give us ammunition. I propose that we immediately initiate diplomatic channels to lodge a strong protest, and at the same time request international organizations to intervene and mediate. We could appropriately adjust some rare mineral export quotas to ease tensions first, exercise restraint for the time being, and stabilize the situation."

"Endure?"

The military personnel who had just briefed him on the situation laughed in fury, their white beards trembling slightly.

"A century ago, we made repeated concessions, only to receive humiliating treaties in return! Now, the enemy fleet is stationed near our coast, its cannons pointed directly at our doorstep, and we are expected to rely on negotiations and concessions to secure stability? I absolutely do not agree with this kind of peace achieved through compromise!"

"Never act impulsively!"

Economic experts quickly argued, "War is a contest of financial resources and overall national strength! What we need most right now is a stable development period. If we can secure another five or at most ten years, we can completely reverse the balance of power!"

"Five years? Do you think our opponents will willingly give us time to breathe?"

Inside the meeting room, the opposing viewpoints of those advocating war and those advocating peace clashed fiercely, leading to endless debate.

Everyone's starting point is to consider the long-term future and weigh the pros and cons. However, long-standing concerns about large-scale conflict, coupled with a cautious mindset formed in the face of long-term foreign hegemony, have gradually led to the voices advocating for easing tensions and negotiations gaining the upper hand.

The person seated at the head of the table remained silent. His deep, calm gaze watched the debate unfold, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the table as he patiently listened to the demands of each side.

"Comrade Liu Ming, please share your judgment."

He suddenly spoke, his gaze falling on the young man at the end of the long table, who had been deep in thought with his eyes closed.

The noisy conference room fell silent instantly.

All eyes turned to Liu Ming.

As the chief commander of the national science and technology strategy, he has achieved a series of major breakthroughs and created countless miracles in the past six months. However, facing this military strategy assessment meeting that concerns the future of Kyushu, many people secretly wondered whether he was still young and inexperienced enough to come up with a substantial plan.

Liu Ming slowly opened her eyes.

Today he was not wearing formal attire, but rather a tailored special operations uniform without any rank insignia. The fabric seemed to still carry the smoke of battle from the southwestern border, etched with memories of the bloody battles fought many years ago.

He stood up, not looking at the group of senior executives who advocated for a de-escalation, and walked straight to the holographic sand table in the conference room.

Clang—

The sharp, piercing sound of metal being drawn from its sheath suddenly echoed throughout the hall.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Liu Ming drew his black "Dragon Fang" military dagger and plunged it fiercely into the red line representing the Kyushu territorial sea baseline on the sand table!

The blade was firmly embedded in the base, the handle vibrated violently, and a continuous humming sound lingered all around, awe-inspiring.

"What are you doing!"

The foreign affairs official was startled and shouted sternly, "This is a council chamber; no arbitrary actions are permitted!"

Liu Ming completely ignored the other party's rebuke.

With his hands firmly planted on the sand table, he resembled a tiger locking onto its prey, his cold, sharp eyes, filled with endless killing intent, slowly sweeping over everyone present.

The powerful aura honed amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood made me feel suffocated.

"Compromise and back down?"

Liu Ming's voice is not loud, but it has a powerful and moving quality.

"Is it possible to buy temporary peace by relaxing mineral export quotas?"

"Have you all forgotten how we finally gained the hard-won initiative to break the external blockade?"

Liu Ming straightened his body, pointed to the military dagger stuck in the sand table, and gradually raised his voice.

"It was through the gritting of teeth and endurance of countless enterprises, and the tireless efforts of generations of researchers working day and night, that we finally managed to seize the initiative in this game!"

"Now that the enemy's two fleets are demonstrating their strength near our coast, are we just going to hand over the bargaining chips we fought so hard for?"

"Do you all think that taking a step back will open up a whole new world? You're sorely mistaken!"

Liu Ming slammed his hand on the table, the loud bang echoing, startling everyone.

"Take a step back, and you'll find yourself in an abyss!"

"Today they're using aircraft carriers to pressure us into opening up resource exports; tomorrow they'll try to demand the core technology of Longyuan chips; and soon enough, they'll be able to sail their ships into inland waterways with impunity, reliving that humiliating period!"

He looked at the group of peace advocates, his eyes filled with disappointment and regret.

"The scars of humiliation have barely healed, and you've already forgotten the pain so quickly?"

"Everyone fears war and worries about economic setbacks. But you must understand that true and lasting peace is never begged at the negotiating table, but forged through strong power, in confrontation and clash!"

Liu Ming drew his Dragon Fang military dagger, the tip pointing directly at the two red dots representing the enemy fleet on the holographic screen. His long-suppressed blood surged, and his eyes reddened slightly.

"Since our opponents believe that we have lost our edge and that we are afraid to confront conflict directly."

"Then we will make them pay a bloody price!"

Liu Ming turned to face him, raised her hand in a standard and solemn military salute, the resounding sound like thunder, echoing throughout the conference room.

"I volunteered!"

"If the other side crosses the line, we will resolutely retaliate! Anyone who dares to invade will not return! We will severely damage the enemy fleet, shatter their arrogance, and secure a stable future for Kyushu!"