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

On the large mahogany conference table, there was a newly released nautical chart of the entire western Pacific Ocean.

Liu Ming held a specially made red marker in her hand, the tip of which gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the lamp.

"Here, here, and here."

Liu Ming moved extremely fast, the pen tip slicing across the paper with a screeching sound.

A deep red arc, like a bloody wound, severed the entire blue sea in two.

That is a huge fan-shaped area extending outward from the baseline of the Dragon Kingdom's territorial sea.

The Dragon Kingdom has brought almost half of the western Pacific Ocean under its sphere of influence.

"Mr. Liu, this...this is too much!"

Anderson stared at the red line, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, his breathing becoming rapid.

"This goes beyond the scope of all international law! This is forcibly changing the nature of the high seas!"

"Too much?"

Liu Ming raised her head slightly, a cruel smile curving her lips.

He casually tossed the marker onto the nautical chart, making a dull thud.

"When you brought your aircraft carrier here and declared it your 'freedom of navigation zone,' did you consider international law?"

"When you used the island chain to blockade us and treated this sea as your inland lake, did you ever consider its status as international waters?"

Liu Ming sneered, her eyes filled with undisguised savagery.

"This isn't change, this is recycling."

"From today onwards, the area within this red line is the absolute exclusive economic zone of the Dragon Kingdom."

"Any, note, any."

Liu Ming extended a finger and rhythmically tapped the red line on the nautical chart.

"Any foreign military ships, submarines, or even drones."

"Anyone who dares to cross this line even a millimeter without our formal authorization..."

He paused, his tone as cold as polar ice.

"No warning, no expulsion."

"—Sink it directly on the spot."

……

Dead silence.

The only sound in the entire Magnolia Hall was the heavy breathing of a few foreign representatives.

Sink it outright!

This is no longer just being tough.

This heralds a brand new maritime order that belongs exclusively to the Dragon Kingdom!

This means that the Western warships that could previously roam, monitor, and provoke freely in this sea area are now subject to restrictions.

From now on, if you dare to come, you must be prepared to sink to the bottom of the sea and feed the fish.

"Mr. Liu, you are provoking a global naval arms race!" Anderson growled through gritted teeth.

That's your business.

Liu Ming sat back down in her chair and picked up the enamel mug again.

"If you're not satisfied, you can give the order right now to let the rest of your wrecked ships try it out."

"Let's see if my 'Firefly' satellite can give them their final burial in three seconds."

Anderson went silent.

Looking at Liu Ming's nonchalant demeanor, he felt an unprecedented sense of defeat.

He understood that the other party was not negotiating.

Instead, it uses the residual power of military crushing to forcibly establish rules for the world.

……

The ensuing negotiations turned into a one-sided "notification meeting".

Liu Ming not only drew a red line.

He also demanded that all foreign merchant ships passing through the area must notify the Chinese maritime authorities in advance.

Furthermore, the Dragon Kingdom has the right to randomly board and inspect suspicious vessels.

This equals...

In effect, the Dragon Kingdom holds the power of life and death over this busiest shipping route in the world!

"Sign it."

Liu Ming pushed a thick agreement to the center of the table.

The cover of the agreement had five large characters printed in bold black font.

—The Treaty of the Imperial Capital.

This was originally a very ordinary name.

But at this moment, in the eyes of these Western tycoons, these five words carried immense weight.

It represents.

The West's maritime hegemony, which had dominated the world for two hundred years, completely changed hands at this moment.

It represents.

A brand new era of global maritime power, led by the Dragon Kingdom, has officially begun.

Anderson's hands were shaking.

Looking at the despair in the eyes of his companions around him, he knew he had no other choice.

If we don't sign, then it's war.

It was that destructive pulse from outer space, capable of burning everything at any moment.

It was those dozens of Dongfeng missiles that had already been erected and were pointing directly at their homeland.

If he signs, he will be a traitor to the country, a spendthrift who has lost his hegemony.

Between life and death.

Between destruction and mere survival.

Anderson, trembling, picked up the heavy pen.

……

"Swish, swish, swish."

The sound of the pen nib gliding across the paper was so clear in the deathly silent hall that it sent shivers down one's spine.

The final stroke was made.

Anderson seemed to have all his strength drained away, slumping into the chair with a blank look in his eyes.

It became.

The dignity of the Dragon Kingdom.

The backbone of Kyushu.

At this moment, Liu Ming used an almost tyrannical method to forcefully re-establish itself on this vast sea!

The representatives of the Dragon Kingdom all stood up.

They stood tall and proud, their eyes burning with fervor as they looked at the signed treaty.

In everyone's eyes.

Their eyes were filled with tears.

how many years?

It started a century ago with the humiliating Sino-Japanese War of 1894-95.

When have our seas and our gates ever been so defiant?

Liu Ming picked up the heavy treaty and turned to the last page.

He looked at the crooked foreign name, sneered, and casually closed the book.

He stood up and walked to the window.

Outside, the city's night sky was ablaze with stars, and the lights along the red walls stretched endlessly.

"Old Lei."

Liu Ming spoke into the headset without turning her head.

"Pass on my orders."

"Broadcast the full text of the treaty to the entire world across all frequency bands."

"I want everyone in every corner of the world to hear this clearly."

Liu Ming looked northward, his eyes gleaming with an almost divine sense of pride.

"Starting today."

"Who dares to push open the gates of this land again? Just try it!"