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

In the city, in the East Hall of the Great Hall.

Hundreds of camera lenses, like a dense barrage of black gun barrels, were fixed on the red velvet-covered signing table. Media reporters from over two hundred countries and regions around the world packed the huge hall to capacity. Flashbulbs created a blinding sea of ​​white light, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

This is not just a signing ceremony.

This is not only a declaration of the end of the old global hegemonic system, but also a "coronation ceremony of a new king" broadcast live to the world.

Anderson, dressed in an exquisite haute couture suit, was paler than the corpses in the morgue. He represented the once unbridled and arrogant Western hegemon that was about to inscribe a humiliating mark on this document called the "Imperial Capital Treaty."

"Swish, swish, swish."

The sound of a pen nib scraping against thick paper was amplified countless times by a high-sensitivity microphone, clearly transmitted to every corner of the globe.

The final stroke was made.

Anderson felt as if all the blood had been drained from his body. He slumped down, putting down his pen and bowing his once proud head deeply. Behind him, the usually arrogant Western military and political figures looked utterly dejected, their eyes filled with indescribable fear and loss.

lost.

They were utterly defeated.

Not only did the aircraft carrier become an iron coffin at sea, but the maritime hegemony that had lasted for half a century was also abruptly cut in half.

Liu Ming sat at the other end of the negotiating table, still wearing his simple dark Zhongshan suit. He didn't show much expression, but calmly took the newly signed agreement and then firmly stamped it with the national seal of Kyushu.

"Click".

The sound of the seal striking the ground was crisp and resolute.

At that moment, thunderous applause erupted throughout the East Hall!

The military representatives and cabinet ministers of the Dragon Kingdom sitting in the back row all had red eyes. How many years had it been? Since that humiliating period of modern history, how many unequal agreements had they signed in this hall? How much humiliation had they endured?

Today, it's finally their turn to bow down!

Liu Ming stood up.

He ignored the swarm of foreign reporters and refused the microphones offered to him. He simply took the agreement and walked straight to the senior leaders and Elder Lin who were watching the ceremony from the sidelines.

"Sir, I have not failed you."

Liu Ming handed over the agreement with both hands, her voice as calm as if she were reporting a trivial matter.

The high-ranking leader, his hands trembling, accepted the "Capital Treaty." His weathered eyes, filled with the wisdom of life, glistened with tears. He gripped Liu Ming's hand tightly and patted the back of it heavily.

"Good! Good!" The old man's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"Xiao Liu, you not only brought glory to our land, but you also upheld the backbone of our nation for centuries!"

"This prosperous era has finally arrived!"

……

The news sent shockwaves around the world!

The signing of the Imperial Capital Treaty was like a super earthquake, instantly destroying the fragile and hypocritical balance that had been maintained in this world.

The myth of Western powers has been shattered.

Their prized aircraft carrier battle groups are like giant targets at sea in the face of China's mysterious and unpredictable space-based weapons. Furthermore, their economic and technological blockade has been shattered by the "Dragon Abyss" ecosystem.

A god who sheds blood is no longer a god.

Those small countries that once relied on Western hegemony, wavered between the two camps, and even occasionally tried to trip up China, are now in complete panic.

They watched the two nuclear-powered aircraft carriers being escorted back to port by Chinese warships, and watched the video of Anderson bowing his head in humiliation at the signing table. A cold sweat broke out on their backs.

The world has changed! The world's leader has changed!

Thus, a truly magical "diplomatic spectacle" unfolded wildly in the city over the next forty-eight hours.

……

"Quickly! Notify the special plane crew to apply for a flight route immediately!"

The head of state of a Southeast Asian country got out of bed in the middle of the night, without even changing out of his pajamas, and started yelling hysterically on the phone.

"Bring that letter of intent for the 30 billion yuan high-speed rail project! And the development rights for those deep-water ports to the south—take them all! No matter the cost, I must be at the city airport by tomorrow morning!"

"I want to see Director Liu! I want to express our country's sincerest friendship to him in person!"

The same scene has been playing out repeatedly in South Asia, Africa, and even some countries on the periphery of Europe.

The air traffic controllers at the international airport experienced both the most stressful and the proudest day of their careers.

Special planes from dozens of countries lined up to land on the runway like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Those foreign heads of state, prime ministers, and even crown princes who are rarely seen on ordinary days are now as anxious as ants on a hot pan. They have lost their usual composure and pomp during their visits abroad. As soon as they get off the plane, they head straight for the welcoming motorcade, urging the drivers to drive as fast as possible to the heart of the East that they had previously overlooked.

……

Hotel, reception hall for foreign guests.

This place is already overcrowded.

The usually spacious hall was now packed with foreign dignitaries of all skin colors and accents. They huddled together in small groups, clutching various cooperation agreements and letters of intent for projects, their eyes revealing barely concealed anxiety.

"Oh, dear Crown Prince Rahman, you've come too?"

The prime minister of a small European country wiped the sweat from his brow and greeted the Middle Eastern tycoon next to him with a wry smile.

"How could we not come? Those Western guys can't even protect their own aircraft carriers. If we don't hurry up and pay our respects, we won't even have a place to cry when the Eastern Dragon really starts settling old scores."

Crown Prince Rahman sighed, holding a document in his hand about granting priority access to all oil fields in the country.

In the eyes of these people, the Dragon Kingdom is no longer a trading partner with whom they can negotiate.

Rather, he is a truly supreme overlord who holds the power of life and death and is inviolable.

They came here not for cooperation, but for survival and for shelter.

"Director Liu is here!"

Someone shouted something.

The once noisy hall fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to the entrance.

Liu Ming walked at the front, followed by a group of high-ranking officials from the foreign affairs department and the National Development and Reform Commission.

He wasn't dressed very formally, still in that dark jacket, but the murderous aura he exuded from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, coupled with the terrifying pressure of defeating Western hegemony in the past few days, made him seem to be shrouded in an invisible divine light.

"Mr. Liu!"

"Respected Director Liu!"

The foreign heads of state and dignitaries surged forward like a tidal wave. Their faces were plastered with extremely humble and obsequious smiles, and some even bowed deeply, their attitude more respectful than if they were meeting their own ancestors.

"Our country very much hopes to join the 'Longyuan' digital settlement system! We are willing to open up the entire market!"

"Mr. Liu, regarding some 'minor misunderstandings' we have about the border issue, we are willing to make substantial concessions immediately! We only ask that you be lenient!"

……

Liu Ming looked at the faces in front of her, filled with fear and ingratiation.

He didn't stop walking; he merely glanced at them indifferently.

That condescending gaze, as if looking down on ants, sent a chill down the spines of all the foreign dignitaries present.

"Want to discuss cooperation?"

Liu Ming stopped in her tracks, her voice as cold as a knife.

"Can."

"But here, I'll only say the rule once."

He pointed to the marble floor beneath his feet.

"In the past, you were used to the Western robber logic, thinking that whoever has the bigger fist should be obeyed."

"Now, I'm in charge of this world."

"My rules are simple: I welcome friends with fine wine, and I confront wolves with hunting rifles."

Liu Ming's gaze swept over the prime minister of a certain country who had once openly criticized China at the United Nations General Assembly, and a dangerous smile appeared on his lips.

"If you want to be friends, then keep your shady schemes to yourself. Anyone who dares to play both sides behind my back and try to balance things out between me and the West will be dealt with severely."

"That 'Enterprise' ship, docked in Ningzhou Port, is your fate."

The entire room fell silent. The dignitaries were trembling with fear, not daring to even breathe. They knew that the man before them truly meant what he said.

After explaining the rules, Liu Ming didn't say another word. He turned and walked into the inner court's private conference room, leaving the foreign affairs officials to deal with the foreign representatives who were eager to sign their "pledge of allegiance."

In a corner of the hall, Lin Xiaoxiao, dressed in a crisp military uniform, looked at Liu Ming, who was surrounded by a crowd of admirers, her eyes sparkling with endless admiration.

"Master is so handsome!"

Nangong Yao stood to the side, took a small sip of champagne, and looked out the window at the bustling, vibrant city street scene.

An unprecedented sense of pride surged within me.

This land once suffered humiliation, and the glorious scene of all nations paying tribute only exists in the yellowed history books.

And today, because of this man's appearance.

This prosperous age, this bright and clear world, this is the majesty of the East that makes all nations bow down and the world submit.

Finally, it has truly and vividly reappeared on this ancient and great land of Kyushu!