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

Across the ocean, inside the mansion that symbolized a powerful overseas nation, an unprecedented atmosphere of oppressive panic was permeating the air.

The political figures who usually maneuvered with composure and arrogance in public were now walking hurriedly and erratically down the long corridor, each with an unusually solemn expression, as if a heavy boulder was hanging over their hearts.

"Bang--!"

The wooden door to the conference room was suddenly pushed open, and the intelligence chief rushed in with a flustered expression, clutching a top-secret intelligence document that still felt warm from being printed. His voice was hoarse and off-key from the shock.

"Sir! The situation is terrible, it's completely out of control!"

At the head of the round table, the man who held the reins of power over a great nation suddenly looked up, his hands gripping the mahogany table tightly, his knuckles turning white, his eyes filled with crisscrossing blood vessels, his expression extremely tense.

"Tell me! What exactly happened? Why did the fleet in the distant sea completely lose contact?"

The intelligence chief swallowed hard, his voice dry and hoarse.

"Just three minutes ago, all of our monitoring satellites deployed in orbit lost their observation signals."

"To be precise, a very large area of ​​signal isolation has appeared over the East China Sea."

"The electronic communications and radar detection signals of all ships in the two main ocean-going naval formations, along with more than 30 escort vessels, were all interrupted at the same time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a suppressed gasp rippled through the conference room, and the expressions of several high-ranking military officials present changed drastically.

"Is it high-intensity electromagnetic interference? When did they acquire the technology to suppress an entire ocean-going fleet?"

"It's not just simple signal suppression!"

The intelligence chief's eyes were filled with despair.

"Based on the final set of detection data transmitted back by the system, the enemy has employed a directed high-energy impact method launched from an orbital platform." "The rumored space-based orbital defense weapon is not just a rumor; this is not an ordinary missile attack, but a technological suppression that transcends spatial dimensions!"

……

As soon as those words were spoken, the entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

These high-ranking officials, who have long been planning overseas strategies and relying on their military strength to show off their power, are now truly feeling the chilling sensation of their strength being completely crushed.

Their once-mighty ocean-going fleet, built at great expense, has now become a large, ineffective naval cluster floating on the sea. Their multi-layered defense system, constructed at enormous cost, has lost its original deterrent value in the face of the enemy's new weaponry.

A senior aide with extensive experience spoke slowly, his tone filled with a sense of helplessness at the loss of all hope.

"We must face reality; in this game, we are already at a disadvantage."

"If we don't initiate communication and mediation immediately, those two fleets at sea will face annihilation." "If the other side chooses to take further action, our numerous military sites around the world will be exposed to their attack range."

……

At the same time, in Kyushu, in the core office area.

A high-priority international leased line communication device is ringing urgently and repeatedly.

"Ring ring— Ring ring—"

The crisp sound of a bell broke the silence in the room.

Liu Ming sat on the sofa to the side, holding an enamel teacup in his hands. The warm steam rose slowly, hazily obscuring his calm and indifferent eyes.

The person in charge behind the desk looked at the constantly ringing telephone line, then turned to look at Liu Ming, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Xiao Liu, aren't you going to answer this call?"

"The call is for you."

Liu Ming gently put down the teacup and lightly tapped her fingertips on her knee.

"The far-sea fleet has lost the ability to continue the standoff. The other side is now eager to start a dialogue with you, and they are full of humanitarian and regional stability rhetoric."

"Hmph, talking about stability."

The person in charge gave a low, cold laugh, his eyes, weathered by time, revealing an unwavering determination.

"When they deployed their military forces to our coastal waters to exert pressure, they did not consider stability; when they imposed a joint technological blockade and restricted our development at every turn, they did not consider stability either."

"Only now that I'm personally feeling the pressure do I remember the need to sit down and talk about peace."

He slowly stood up, straightening his slightly hunched back. The light shone on him, making his silhouette appear heavy and solemn. He reached for the red dedicated handset.

……

"This is the Kyushu office."

His voice was steady and powerful, a confidence that came from the country’s increasingly comprehensive defense capabilities and from the confidence that the entire nation had accumulated over a century.

"The fleet personnel at sea are currently out of danger, and our naval vessels are on-site managing the situation."

"Do you want to communicate and mediate?"

He turned to look out the window. The city was ablaze with lights under the night sky, a scene of peace and prosperity, where no outside forces could freely spy or disturb.

The sound traveled across the vast ocean via communication lines, clearly reaching the conference room on the other side.

"Kyushu will not accept equal negotiations with any conditions attached." "The other side needs to cease all confrontational actions and disengage its ships from combat configuration on the spot."

"If we do not see the other side release a surrender warning signal within the stipulated time limit."

He turned his head to look at Liu Ming, who nodded slightly, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, subtly indicating the orbital weapon platform.

"The next round of counterattacks will no longer be limited to the open sea."

……

On the other side of the ocean, the arm of the leader of a major power trembled violently as he held the receiver, almost dropping the device.

The Kyushu side, previously perceived as restrained and composed, was now displaying a hardline stance, filling him with despair. But he knew this wasn't just empty threats; the other side possessed the capability to deliver on those promises. His once-proud deterrent force had lost its reliance in the face of new space weaponry.

"I...I understand." His voice was weak and feeble. "Please stop immediately. We want our personnel to evacuate safely."

"It's not an evacuation, it's accepting on-site control."

After the person in charge finished speaking in a cold tone, he abruptly hung up the call.

……

The office returned to quiet.

Liu Ming got up and walked to the window, gazing at the horizon. A faint, pale light was beginning to appear on the eastern sky. The long night was about to give way to dawn.

"It's done."

Liu Ming spoke softly, her voice not loud, yet carrying a weight that could shake the entire situation.

"The other party compromised and backed down."

The person in charge laughed heartily, the most relaxed laugh he had had in a long time: "Xiao Liu, you did an excellent job this time."

Liu Ming did not turn around, her gaze quietly overlooking the city that was gradually awakening.

He knew in his heart that this was by no means just the end of a naval standoff.

The old world order is collapsing, and a new era belonging to Kyushu is officially beginning.

On the distant East China Sea, countless eyes are focused on the ships on the surface, witnessing the end of the military power of a major overseas power.

The dragon of Kyushu, which had been dormant for a hundred years, now fully stretches out its body.

Foreign powers have taken the initiative to concede and seek peace, marking the end of an era of hegemony.

Liu Ming picked up the enamel teacup again and gently blew away the tea foam that had risen to the surface.

"Let's go."

"We went to witness them signing the documents."