On the northern island of the southern waters, a towering warship is standing in the center of the harbor.
Its name is Haiya.
The length of the ship is nearly 400 meters and the displacement of nearly 70,000 tons makes it look like a monster lying in the nest.
So much so that the cruisers and destroyers parked next to them were all dark, like the eggs it hatched.
The angular tilted armor covered every inch of the hull, with thick and long gun barrels standing in front and behind the bridge, pointing at the sky from afar.
And the most eye-catching one is naturally the giant cannon located on the bow deck!
Its power can no longer be described by simply using caliber. The thick cannon barrel as locomotive is not like a thing that appears in naval battles.
And that's true.
In the era of the People's League, there was no such thing as a navy. This giant cannon was removed from a starship, so its power could naturally be measured by conventional weapons.
At this moment, the personnel on the ship seemed to have received a signal. The battleship that was originally parked quietly in the port sounded an alarm, and slowly moved its huge body under the drive of the nuclear fusion reactor, and drove about three or five hundred meters away from the dock.
Immediately afterwards, the clearly angular gun barrel slowly raised, and then slowly unfolded to both sides, revealing the entire closed gun barrel as if it was cutting open its belly from the middle.
The violent current emitted a whispering sound, and the nearby air became restless. The violently changing magnetic field scared away the nearby fish.
The bridge of the Haiya.
The captain stared at the calculated shooting elements and predicted ballistics on the screen.
In that image, a cone with an arc-shaped central axis crosses the spherical sea surface and covers the sky above a small island.
That is Anle Island!
The second largest military port in the southern waters and is also the base camp of the rebels and puppet authorities.
After learning that the Han Ye submarine was sunk while performing a mission in the Coral City area, President Charas immediately issued an order to bomb Anle Island!
They want to avenge their fifty sacrificed comrades on the Han Ye!
At this time, his adjutant came from the side, saluted with a firm look and reported.
Calibration is complete!
The captain nodded slowly, paused for two seconds, and then ordered decisively.
Open fire!
The blue plasma accumulates terrifying energy deep in the cannon chamber and is released in an instant as the attack order is issued!
Buzz!
The wave that was originally slapped at the bow of the ship was instantly pushed back by the terrifying energy, and it shattered into pieces of shattered mist with the continuous surge.
The nearby sea water seemed to collapse two meters down and bounced back violently. A hot white light rushed out from the middle of the waves of water, rushing towards the sky, roughly tearing open the black clouds pressing against the sky.
The nearly 70,000-ton battleship was beaten by this terrifying recoil.
And this is just the first shot!
Less than ten seconds apart, the capacitor was charged again, and then another hot white light rushed into the sky.
On the shore not far away were the onlookers, mainly soldiers from nearby military ports and staff from ports.
After the incident at dusk, President Charas declared a curfew and no one was seen on the streets.
However, the windows of buildings were more or less open, watching the lightning rising from the sea.
Looking at the battleship in the distance that even the night sky changed color, the man standing on the dock shook his head.
...It is too wasteful to use this thing to carry out strategic strike missions. It is better to drive the cruiser over and fire a few drones or missiles.
His name is Varo, a corporal of the Marine Corps. He is now wearing a sea-blue painted exoskeleton, and an unremoved ammunition is hung on his belt.
They had carried out the mission of occupying the Presidential Palace hours ago, witnessing the collapse of a building and the end of a short and wonderful era.
Although Charas still calls himself president and everything seems to have changed as before, everyone knows that he has become a huge Laken.
No more power can check and balance him.
Without submarine cover, it would be a bit dangerous to rely on escort by just a few destroyers... Standing next to Valo and holding a telescope, Sergeant Wang Pa was staring at the warship in a flash, grinning down his beard and sloppy mouth and said, "Anyway, it dares to drive so far now."
There is a battle beyond the visual range on the sea, and the same is true under the sea.
Even the strongest battleship of the Federation, Haiya, could not withstand a few nuclear-powered torpedoes.
If the Federation's battleships exist to hunt legion airships, then the Federation's submarines are designed to check and balance the Federation's battleships.
Sanctuary No. 70 has always been worried that people outside will steal treasures their ancestors picked up from near the Tiangong, so many strange ideas have been born in this sea area in the past century.
Among them are cargo ships like Dolphin that can drive back to the sea at any time, as well as attack nuclear-powered submarines developed with their own warships as imaginary enemies, destroyers designed with their own submarines as imaginary enemies and cruisers designed with their own destroyers as imaginary enemies, etc.
On the surface, the Anle Island authorities have two fewer ships than the North Island authorities, but the three additional submarines are a big trouble, especially now that the North Island authorities have lost their only submarine, the Han Ye.
Obviously, Mr. Charas knew the cards in his hand.
Varo looked at the commander standing aside and asked in confusion.
I remember correctly that the main gun was used for anti-ship purposes, and the effect on ground targets is probably not very good.And I heard that a shell is not cheap.
Putting down the telescope in his hand, Wang Pa narrowed his eyes and said concisely.
The value of strategic strikes is not entirely reflected by destroying quantity.
……What's the meaning?
Wang Pa looked at his subordinate standing aside and said meaningfully.
You think that besides Beidao, where the capital is located, there are 7 governors standing by our side.
Varro: Isn't it because of Mr. Charas?
It's because they are all within a thousand kilometers, because they have to be responsible to their residents, that's all.
He paused, and suddenly smiled and reached out to pat Varo on the shoulder.
Just like you and me, you have to be responsible for your identity.
After saying that, he passed by Varo and headed towards the direction of the military camp.
To be honest, he agrees that survivors in the southern waters should decide their own destiny and stop internal friction and expand outward, but he does not agree with Charas's approach.
Even if President Mongo has problems, he should be tried by law rather than lynching by the Marine Corps.
Unfortunately, he was just a sergeant, and there were sergeants above him, and those who could really command them.
It's over here.
No matter how his children will evaluate them in the future, they can only continue to fight now.
But he always had a premonition.
This war may be more difficult than everyone imagines...
……
On Anle Island.
Thunders cut through the tranquility, and the deafening roar fell on the sea and on the land.
A mass bomb weighing half a ton is like a man-cast meteor. Even if there is no charge in it, it can still cause huge destructive power with pure kinetic energy alone!
The front end of the shell was compressed into air like a solid body, and the rear end was pulled out a vacuum belt. The huge air pressure difference frantically tearing the shell's bullet head, burning the few remaining resistance coating.
During this process, the temperature of the shells continued to rise until it reached a critical point of collapse.
One of the mass bombs disintegrated and detonated in the air, emitting hot white light and metal solution, and rushed towards the island's buildings like fireworks.
The other two fell straight on the island, ramming two rolling dust.
As for the remaining seven shells, they all crashed into the sea, knocked away a boiling column of water and disappeared.
Even after careful calculations, even the rotation of the earth is considered, the distance of more than a thousand kilometers is too far. Putting it in a parallel world is equivalent to coming from Xisha to Wen.
The actual mileage of ten mass bombs flying in the air is far more than one thousand kilometers. It would be better to say that it is a miracle to have three hits on the island.
Two shells that hit the island directly carved two deep pits on the mountain, and simply did not hit the harbor and submarine factory behind the mountain, nor did they cause casualties.
On the contrary, the mass bomb that detonated in the air caused even greater losses. The glass of many nearby houses was shattered, and holes and fragments burned by metal slag remained on the roof.
It has long been expected that the North Island will launch a strategic strike, and the Anle Island authorities have evacuated tens of thousands of residents on the island to the near submarine factory south of the mountain in advance.
Since most of these residents are soldiers or families of military factory workers, most of them have strong discipline, the evacuation work did not cause too much chaos.
In the command post, Commander Li Minghui stared at the picture spread out on the table, and the ashtray next to it was filled with cigarette butts.
What worries him was not entirely the battleships of North Island, but also the bad news from the hinterland of the south.
In his last call, the Governor of the Ring Island said that the residents of the Ring Island had joined the South China Sea Alliance.
This is undoubtedly bad news.
It not only means that the authorities in Anle Island will face the North Island with eight settlements and sea rights with four settlements, but also worry about the impact of the separation of the circular island on the legitimacy of the declaration.
This is not a trivial matter.
After all, their declaration is the constitution, and the legitimacy of the Anle Island authorities is given by that declaration.
Charas was able to not take legitimacy seriously because he had enough guns.
But he couldn't take it seriously, and the reason was realistic because their fists weren't big enough.
Now let alone building a few more submarines, it is difficult to eat for another two months.
Just now, Charas signed the first presidential decree after taking office, proclaiming martial law and curfew on North Island, and had completely controlled the situation.
The first order he signed was to announce the implementation of a rationing system for food and supplies on the island, requiring locals to tighten their belts to support him in the war.
Fortunately, this order was not announced through the broadcast, and Charas did not know it yet.
If that guy knew, he would laugh out loud...
Just as Li Minghui was having a headache about how to solve the current problem, his guard stood at the door and saluted.
Report!News came from the direction of Shelter No. 70!
Refuge No. 70?Li Minghui was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face obviously had an accident, but he quickly came to his senses and asked, ...What did they say?
The guard reported truthfully.
They want to power you!
Li Minghui pondered for a moment, without hesitation, immediately put down the pen in his hand and followed the guard to the communication room.
He ordered the guards to look at the door and not let anyone approach. He picked up the headset hanging on the radio and put it on his head.
This is the Anle Island Naval Command. I am the highest person in charge here, Li Minghui, who are you?
The response came from the opposite side of the communication channel soon.
Chen Jianhong, the captain of the Dolphin, the residents of Sanctuary No. 70 and their trusted representatives.
Li Minghui frowned and asked in a deep voice.
What do you want to say?
…A thought you might be surprised, but it is also the only best solution we can think of at the moment.
you say.
Let's join forces, or to put it more accurately, I hope we can unite.
The radio station was quiet for a while, and there was only a slight rustling sound of current, and there was no movement for a long time.
joint……
The word squeezed out from the slit of the lips, Li Minghui couldn't help but twitch his facial expression and said in a weird tone, is it too late to say this now?
I don't think it's too late to do so, we've studied your declaration and drafted a new declaration.In the future, shelter managers will no longer have the right to manage all affairs in the southern waters, and will only manage internal affairs of the shelter in accordance with the Shelter Management Regulations.At the same time, all survivors and shelter residents in the southern waters enjoy equal rights, not only education and medical care, but also legislation, becoming commanders or something else... Isn't this what you are pursuing?
When he said this, Chen Jianhong paused and continued.
Now that we have taken off our coats, where are you?
Li Minghui narrowed his eyes.
Who can make sure you keep your promises?
A chuckle came from the other end of the radio.
Aren't you here? Or isn't three submarines enough to straighten your back.
Li Minghui also laughed, and his expression gradually became colder.
...Don't forget, I am the one who distrusts you the most, otherwise I will not be able to sit in this position.
That's great. If you are the kind of guy who listens to whatever we say, I would hesitate to take off this coat now. It's too early to see, we are actually not doing anything good. At least the first-generation managers have given you education, otherwise you will have to be the same as those guys in the Bharat Province.
When he said this, Chen Jianhong suddenly thought of something and continued.
By the way, I was just trying to win over you, and I almost forgot to talk about the serious business.We have established the Southern Sea Survivors Alliance, referred to as the South China Sea Alliance.After that, we intend to rebuild the current power station, start from the submarine part we can control, and then restore Coral City and the production facilities there, and finally defeat the enemies in the north with our allies.
There was still a little more than a word he didn't say.
To achieve this, they need three submarines from Anle Island.
Without the protection of submarines, dozens of mutants are enough for their headaches.
Even if the league would support their defense, he couldn't bear to see those people holding small water pipes and mutants at the bottom of the sea.
Those noble people should bring their nobleness to a new era, rather than die with the beast...
Li Minghui narrowed his eyes slightly, and repeatedly pondered his words in his heart.
This is indeed a good idea.
He also considered when discussing with the staff. Relying on the advantages of Anle Island on the seabed, he relied on the advantages of Anle Island to restore the production of the Coral City and Anle Island factories as soon as possible, and taking advantage of the fact that the destroyers on North Island had not yet begun to be launched in batches, he would build a few more submarines.
Getting the support of the alliance is the key to their implementation of this plan.
After all, it is unrealistic to mine submarine deposits now. The main processing facilities are in the hands of Charas, and relying solely on the small amount of inventory materials on the island, I am afraid that a submarine cannot build it.
Alliance... Have you already contacted them?
Yes, Chen Jianhong simply admitted it, not just the alliance, but also the circular island that is already on our side.After that, I will also try to fight for the other three settlements standing on your side. In the most optimistic situation, we can also bring you up and have six settlements, including Coral City.Even if Charas is still difficult to deal with, our strength is much stronger than it is now.
They would not stand on your side, and hummed this sentence coldly, but Li Minghui felt that he had no confidence, so he added later, why don’t we find an alliance by ourselves?
Chen Jianhong said with a smile.
Do you think they will choose you?
Li Minghui yelled coldly.
why not?They can even unite with the feudal lords of Luoxia Province. Even if we are not as good as the time of President Menggo, they are definitely much better than those of the feudal kingdom!
Chen Jianhong sighed and said.
If you look at the problem and only look at the surface, that's true.But if you have actually been to Luoxia Province, you will not say such stupid things.
Li Minghui frowned.
What's the meaning?
Chen Jianhong continued.
The reason why Luoxia Province still has a royal family is because local survivors have chosen their traditions and beliefs from the bottom of their hearts, and for this reason they are not afraid of bloodshed or sacrificed.If the survivors of the Southern Seas are united from the bottom of their hearts, the Alliance certainly won’t mind working with you, but look around yourself, are there people like that next to you?Or... do you have that high 'legal'?
He paused, and he said to the point.
Moreover, they have never united with the king, they have always been local survivors.What was the purpose of the king for the locals to build railways, schools, hospitals, and abolitionists?The king doesn't have those things to use!They just didn't apply their equality to the bullets and forced it to the locals!
It would be better if you weren't for this sea area. I think they have no reason to let the middlemen make the difference. They can definitely try what they have done in the Falcon Kingdom, such as firing a gun to those people behind you.Those guys dare to shoot at you, do you have the courage to order them to fire?
Li Minghui was speechless for a moment, and his eyes were straightened and he couldn't speak.
really……
The southern waters and Luoxia Province are completely different places.
There is no feudal tradition here at all, and the education rate even exceeds the alliance he was eager to win over!
The war between the island survivors and Shelter No. 70 is to fight for equality, and the war between the Anle Island authorities and the North Island authorities is also to defend this hard-earned right and not to be usurped by ambitious people like Charas.
If he eventually became a treacherous hero like Charas, launched a war in the name of the declaration, abolished the declaration in the name of the war, and eventually seized all rights into his own hands... the four governors would not stand on their own side at all, and even if they were on his side now, they would definitely oppose him after coming back to their senses.
After all, both sides are the same bad, so why not stand on the side with a larger caliber?
You have to choose one of faith and a sharp sword.
Supporting the Anle Island authorities is not without risks, they must all be responsible for their residents.
But if he chooses to be a completely different person from Charas, a truly hero who fights for the Constitution, and after everything is over, he fulfills his promise in the oath of office, refuses peace maintained by lies, and wants real unity...
That seemed no different from accepting the olive branch sent by the Southern Sea Alliance immediately.
No matter what happened before, the residents of Shelter No. 70 are fighting for the ideal of equality and take the initiative to take off their coats.
In that case, what’s wrong with fulfilling this promise now?
He just nodded and fulfilled what he said, and they could achieve that true union and he could also end up as a hero...
A trace of struggle appeared on Li Minghui's face, and he couldn't help but clench his fist in front of the radio.
If he had faced this choice a day ago, he would probably not have agreed with the slightest hesitation.
But now, he finally stood above ten thousand people... Whether it was being put on the table or what he had longed for in his heart.
He is not a saint...
This is too difficult!
As if he felt his hesitation, a sincere advice came from the radio station again.
Admit it, this is not Luoxia Province, nor is it the Bharat Province. Neither Charas nor you have the chance to be that king. The guy who was the first to burn his butt has thrown his hat and run away.
If you think you are more professional than that guy, you can gamble with that unrealistic idea, but if he can run away, you will definitely not be able to run away!Or you fulfill your promise on the radio and do what you have started to do to the end!
Chen Jianhong said word by word, repeating what he heard on the radio again.
Whether he was the truth of that guy or not, it was at least spoken from his mouth.
...We will never compromise with the beast, and we will no longer accept peace maintained by lies.
What we need is true unity!
for real!
……
……
…We will never compromise with the beasts, and will never tolerate the Torch Church continuing their stupid experiments, watching them bring the last pure land under our feet into an irreversible abyss!
Shuguang City, the synagogue of the Muslim Community Building.
More than two hundred people sat in the semi-arc conference hall, and solemn voices echoed above the heads of every participant.
Those sitting here are representatives of the settlements.
The farthest ones come from Triumph City and Ideal City, and the next ones are also the kingdom next door, even the garbage city on the east side of Dawn City, and the Bugra Free State, which is a little farther away, and is present in the Great Rift Valley.
In addition, there are a large number of survivors from the eastern and western provinces. Their strengths are uneven, but most of them play relatively important roles in the local area.
The entire conference building was completed by the construction team of the enterprise and the college. During this period, the commander of the army was also the engineering supervisor. Therefore, the construction period that could have been completed in one month only took two months.
Compared with the irrelevant building itself, most of the more than 200 people sitting during the meeting were diplomatic results of the alliance.
After all, whether they were attracted here by the Legion, the Academy, or the Enterprise, it was the alliance that brought them here from all over the Central continent.
At this moment, the respected alliance manager was standing on the podium in the center of the venue and giving an passionate speech.
Countless eyes gathered on the man, especially the representative from the college, who listened very seriously, and even turned on the recording function of the bionic prosthetic eye and the vertical stability of the prosthetic body on the neck to ensure that the lens does not shake.
It's like that's something important sociological material.
Of course, maybe that guy is used to it. I heard that everyone in the academy is like this.
Bennot, who sat in the front row with his legs crossed, curled his lips disapprovingly, not listening very carefully.
Maybe that guy is right, the survivors in the wasteland should indeed join hands to do something, at least unite on the issue of mutant slime mold, which endangers the safety of everyone's survival.
But is this a problem that can be solved by just touching your mouth?
There are one guy sitting here, including the guy standing on the stage, and the collective they represent, which one can make more sacrifices than the Willant humans to solve the mutant slime mold?
Is it a free and easy company behind closed doors?Or is it an academy hiding behind the wandering swamp and building ships behind closed doors?
Not to mention the alliance that has only been established for a few years. I am afraid that many people who die at the hands of Slime Slime have not yet died at their hands. Let’s wait for fifty years before comparing with them.
Some young officers may have forgotten, but he was too aware of the blood and tears of the Willant people.
The guys from the War Construction Committee created them to deal with slime molds. The reason why their noses changed from shackles to their current medals was that they hit them bit by bit with their fists!
As for the allies sitting next to him, what empire, Bennot was too lazy to look at him.
There is no mutant slime mold in the Bharat Province. Those guys have been fighting with their own people all their lives. If they don’t have a label, they will create labels and stick them on them. It’s only been a few years since they can stop.
However, I heard from the governor sent there by Triumph City that it seems that the fight is about to begin again recently.
Bennot couldn't help but yawn, his eyes drifting toward the company that was also sitting in the front row with boredom.
He didn't have to guess that guy had reached a private agreement with the league before the meeting, and he would definitely vote in a vote later.
Just as he was yawning, the guy who sat next to him and looked down upon the most, had a completely different reaction from him when facing the podium.
Neyan, who was standing in front of the podium, was unable to help but hold his breath, his not-so-big eyes were filled with fanaticism and desire, just like a mouse hiding under the shadow of the stove facing the oil lamp.
It would be great if he could follow that adult, he would be a member of the Rat for ten lifetimes...
The ups and downs of voice was like a drum of war. Just listening to him, Neyan felt his heart beating violently, as if he was about to fly out of his throat.
Compared with the master who was shining with warm light, his noble duke was simply a scumbag!
No
How dare that sick man compare with this adult?
Not to mention that guy couldn't compare with that adult, even the big nose sitting next to him was just a mouse in the gutter in front of that adult.
In terms of bloodline, who can be more pure than the bloodline sheltered in shelter?
In terms of ability, they stood up from the ruins in just a few years!
Not to mention the knowledge and experience, the smartest guys in the wasteland shrunk their heads and ran to them.
Even the most stingy and most despised guys in the north reluctantly admit that they did have some knowledge they didn't know and were willing to come up with real good things to exchange with them.
Speaking of understanding the league, Neyan, who never missed any newspaper, could even say with confidence that he knew more about this place than those living here, and even the adult more than they did!
There is no doubt that he is the real fan of that adult!
Although he knew his identity very well, he was just a humble rat tribe...
As for the dirty robber sitting next to him, Neyan was too lazy to look at him.
Duke Galawa couldn't see clearly, nor did his Majesty see clearly, but he knew very clearly which beast had harmed his compatriots the most.
Chu Guang, standing on the podium, suddenly felt a chill, as if he had been peeped at by something.
Facts have proved that being too high may not be a good thing, and it is easy to become suspicious.
The vast majority of people sitting here stared at him, listening to every word and every sentence he said.
No matter how you don't need to stare at it...
Although it is very doubtful, now is not the time to pay attention to such trivial matters.
Chu Guang, who finished the speech, clenched his right fist and placed it on the podium regardless of lightness or weight.
...Everyone, since entering the Wasteland Era, we are facing the most severe crisis in two hundred years!
If we don't completely kill it in the cradle while it is not full, all our efforts to rebuild the world will be in vain!
We will take the lead in launching an offensive from the north against the sphere of influence of the Torch Church!However, relying solely on our strength is not enough to solve all problems. I need you to let go of unresolved contradictions and disputes for the time being, at least now
Let's unite for the same goal again!
With his eyes brightly staring at the entire venue, Chu Guang put his hands on the lecture table.
As he expected, the applause started to ring from the first row and spread to the audience in a moment.
Whether it is their allies, former opponents, or empires that have just clashed...
All without exception voted for this just war.
In fact, from the beginning, Chu Guang had no doubt that the Torch Church did not have even a slight chance of winning.
The group of madmen used all their skills and worked hard to win over several islands, and they were attracted by their appearance.
On the other hand, through the victory four months ago and the lobbying and mobilization of these four months, he has already gathered a force that is far stronger than the kingdom of heaven mentioned by those madmen.
No matter what kind of struggle the group of lunatics plan to do.
From the moment they attempted to be enemies of all the survivors in the entire wasteland, their ending was already doomed!
Its name is Haiya.
The length of the ship is nearly 400 meters and the displacement of nearly 70,000 tons makes it look like a monster lying in the nest.
So much so that the cruisers and destroyers parked next to them were all dark, like the eggs it hatched.
The angular tilted armor covered every inch of the hull, with thick and long gun barrels standing in front and behind the bridge, pointing at the sky from afar.
And the most eye-catching one is naturally the giant cannon located on the bow deck!
Its power can no longer be described by simply using caliber. The thick cannon barrel as locomotive is not like a thing that appears in naval battles.
And that's true.
In the era of the People's League, there was no such thing as a navy. This giant cannon was removed from a starship, so its power could naturally be measured by conventional weapons.
At this moment, the personnel on the ship seemed to have received a signal. The battleship that was originally parked quietly in the port sounded an alarm, and slowly moved its huge body under the drive of the nuclear fusion reactor, and drove about three or five hundred meters away from the dock.
Immediately afterwards, the clearly angular gun barrel slowly raised, and then slowly unfolded to both sides, revealing the entire closed gun barrel as if it was cutting open its belly from the middle.
The violent current emitted a whispering sound, and the nearby air became restless. The violently changing magnetic field scared away the nearby fish.
The bridge of the Haiya.
The captain stared at the calculated shooting elements and predicted ballistics on the screen.
In that image, a cone with an arc-shaped central axis crosses the spherical sea surface and covers the sky above a small island.
That is Anle Island!
The second largest military port in the southern waters and is also the base camp of the rebels and puppet authorities.
After learning that the Han Ye submarine was sunk while performing a mission in the Coral City area, President Charas immediately issued an order to bomb Anle Island!
They want to avenge their fifty sacrificed comrades on the Han Ye!
At this time, his adjutant came from the side, saluted with a firm look and reported.
Calibration is complete!
The captain nodded slowly, paused for two seconds, and then ordered decisively.
Open fire!
The blue plasma accumulates terrifying energy deep in the cannon chamber and is released in an instant as the attack order is issued!
Buzz!
The wave that was originally slapped at the bow of the ship was instantly pushed back by the terrifying energy, and it shattered into pieces of shattered mist with the continuous surge.
The nearby sea water seemed to collapse two meters down and bounced back violently. A hot white light rushed out from the middle of the waves of water, rushing towards the sky, roughly tearing open the black clouds pressing against the sky.
The nearly 70,000-ton battleship was beaten by this terrifying recoil.
And this is just the first shot!
Less than ten seconds apart, the capacitor was charged again, and then another hot white light rushed into the sky.
On the shore not far away were the onlookers, mainly soldiers from nearby military ports and staff from ports.
After the incident at dusk, President Charas declared a curfew and no one was seen on the streets.
However, the windows of buildings were more or less open, watching the lightning rising from the sea.
Looking at the battleship in the distance that even the night sky changed color, the man standing on the dock shook his head.
...It is too wasteful to use this thing to carry out strategic strike missions. It is better to drive the cruiser over and fire a few drones or missiles.
His name is Varo, a corporal of the Marine Corps. He is now wearing a sea-blue painted exoskeleton, and an unremoved ammunition is hung on his belt.
They had carried out the mission of occupying the Presidential Palace hours ago, witnessing the collapse of a building and the end of a short and wonderful era.
Although Charas still calls himself president and everything seems to have changed as before, everyone knows that he has become a huge Laken.
No more power can check and balance him.
Without submarine cover, it would be a bit dangerous to rely on escort by just a few destroyers... Standing next to Valo and holding a telescope, Sergeant Wang Pa was staring at the warship in a flash, grinning down his beard and sloppy mouth and said, "Anyway, it dares to drive so far now."
There is a battle beyond the visual range on the sea, and the same is true under the sea.
Even the strongest battleship of the Federation, Haiya, could not withstand a few nuclear-powered torpedoes.
If the Federation's battleships exist to hunt legion airships, then the Federation's submarines are designed to check and balance the Federation's battleships.
Sanctuary No. 70 has always been worried that people outside will steal treasures their ancestors picked up from near the Tiangong, so many strange ideas have been born in this sea area in the past century.
Among them are cargo ships like Dolphin that can drive back to the sea at any time, as well as attack nuclear-powered submarines developed with their own warships as imaginary enemies, destroyers designed with their own submarines as imaginary enemies and cruisers designed with their own destroyers as imaginary enemies, etc.
On the surface, the Anle Island authorities have two fewer ships than the North Island authorities, but the three additional submarines are a big trouble, especially now that the North Island authorities have lost their only submarine, the Han Ye.
Obviously, Mr. Charas knew the cards in his hand.
Varo looked at the commander standing aside and asked in confusion.
I remember correctly that the main gun was used for anti-ship purposes, and the effect on ground targets is probably not very good.And I heard that a shell is not cheap.
Putting down the telescope in his hand, Wang Pa narrowed his eyes and said concisely.
The value of strategic strikes is not entirely reflected by destroying quantity.
……What's the meaning?
Wang Pa looked at his subordinate standing aside and said meaningfully.
You think that besides Beidao, where the capital is located, there are 7 governors standing by our side.
Varro: Isn't it because of Mr. Charas?
It's because they are all within a thousand kilometers, because they have to be responsible to their residents, that's all.
He paused, and suddenly smiled and reached out to pat Varo on the shoulder.
Just like you and me, you have to be responsible for your identity.
After saying that, he passed by Varo and headed towards the direction of the military camp.
To be honest, he agrees that survivors in the southern waters should decide their own destiny and stop internal friction and expand outward, but he does not agree with Charas's approach.
Even if President Mongo has problems, he should be tried by law rather than lynching by the Marine Corps.
Unfortunately, he was just a sergeant, and there were sergeants above him, and those who could really command them.
It's over here.
No matter how his children will evaluate them in the future, they can only continue to fight now.
But he always had a premonition.
This war may be more difficult than everyone imagines...
……
On Anle Island.
Thunders cut through the tranquility, and the deafening roar fell on the sea and on the land.
A mass bomb weighing half a ton is like a man-cast meteor. Even if there is no charge in it, it can still cause huge destructive power with pure kinetic energy alone!
The front end of the shell was compressed into air like a solid body, and the rear end was pulled out a vacuum belt. The huge air pressure difference frantically tearing the shell's bullet head, burning the few remaining resistance coating.
During this process, the temperature of the shells continued to rise until it reached a critical point of collapse.
One of the mass bombs disintegrated and detonated in the air, emitting hot white light and metal solution, and rushed towards the island's buildings like fireworks.
The other two fell straight on the island, ramming two rolling dust.
As for the remaining seven shells, they all crashed into the sea, knocked away a boiling column of water and disappeared.
Even after careful calculations, even the rotation of the earth is considered, the distance of more than a thousand kilometers is too far. Putting it in a parallel world is equivalent to coming from Xisha to Wen.
The actual mileage of ten mass bombs flying in the air is far more than one thousand kilometers. It would be better to say that it is a miracle to have three hits on the island.
Two shells that hit the island directly carved two deep pits on the mountain, and simply did not hit the harbor and submarine factory behind the mountain, nor did they cause casualties.
On the contrary, the mass bomb that detonated in the air caused even greater losses. The glass of many nearby houses was shattered, and holes and fragments burned by metal slag remained on the roof.
It has long been expected that the North Island will launch a strategic strike, and the Anle Island authorities have evacuated tens of thousands of residents on the island to the near submarine factory south of the mountain in advance.
Since most of these residents are soldiers or families of military factory workers, most of them have strong discipline, the evacuation work did not cause too much chaos.
In the command post, Commander Li Minghui stared at the picture spread out on the table, and the ashtray next to it was filled with cigarette butts.
What worries him was not entirely the battleships of North Island, but also the bad news from the hinterland of the south.
In his last call, the Governor of the Ring Island said that the residents of the Ring Island had joined the South China Sea Alliance.
This is undoubtedly bad news.
It not only means that the authorities in Anle Island will face the North Island with eight settlements and sea rights with four settlements, but also worry about the impact of the separation of the circular island on the legitimacy of the declaration.
This is not a trivial matter.
After all, their declaration is the constitution, and the legitimacy of the Anle Island authorities is given by that declaration.
Charas was able to not take legitimacy seriously because he had enough guns.
But he couldn't take it seriously, and the reason was realistic because their fists weren't big enough.
Now let alone building a few more submarines, it is difficult to eat for another two months.
Just now, Charas signed the first presidential decree after taking office, proclaiming martial law and curfew on North Island, and had completely controlled the situation.
The first order he signed was to announce the implementation of a rationing system for food and supplies on the island, requiring locals to tighten their belts to support him in the war.
Fortunately, this order was not announced through the broadcast, and Charas did not know it yet.
If that guy knew, he would laugh out loud...
Just as Li Minghui was having a headache about how to solve the current problem, his guard stood at the door and saluted.
Report!News came from the direction of Shelter No. 70!
Refuge No. 70?Li Minghui was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face obviously had an accident, but he quickly came to his senses and asked, ...What did they say?
The guard reported truthfully.
They want to power you!
Li Minghui pondered for a moment, without hesitation, immediately put down the pen in his hand and followed the guard to the communication room.
He ordered the guards to look at the door and not let anyone approach. He picked up the headset hanging on the radio and put it on his head.
This is the Anle Island Naval Command. I am the highest person in charge here, Li Minghui, who are you?
The response came from the opposite side of the communication channel soon.
Chen Jianhong, the captain of the Dolphin, the residents of Sanctuary No. 70 and their trusted representatives.
Li Minghui frowned and asked in a deep voice.
What do you want to say?
…A thought you might be surprised, but it is also the only best solution we can think of at the moment.
you say.
Let's join forces, or to put it more accurately, I hope we can unite.
The radio station was quiet for a while, and there was only a slight rustling sound of current, and there was no movement for a long time.
joint……
The word squeezed out from the slit of the lips, Li Minghui couldn't help but twitch his facial expression and said in a weird tone, is it too late to say this now?
I don't think it's too late to do so, we've studied your declaration and drafted a new declaration.In the future, shelter managers will no longer have the right to manage all affairs in the southern waters, and will only manage internal affairs of the shelter in accordance with the Shelter Management Regulations.At the same time, all survivors and shelter residents in the southern waters enjoy equal rights, not only education and medical care, but also legislation, becoming commanders or something else... Isn't this what you are pursuing?
When he said this, Chen Jianhong paused and continued.
Now that we have taken off our coats, where are you?
Li Minghui narrowed his eyes.
Who can make sure you keep your promises?
A chuckle came from the other end of the radio.
Aren't you here? Or isn't three submarines enough to straighten your back.
Li Minghui also laughed, and his expression gradually became colder.
...Don't forget, I am the one who distrusts you the most, otherwise I will not be able to sit in this position.
That's great. If you are the kind of guy who listens to whatever we say, I would hesitate to take off this coat now. It's too early to see, we are actually not doing anything good. At least the first-generation managers have given you education, otherwise you will have to be the same as those guys in the Bharat Province.
When he said this, Chen Jianhong suddenly thought of something and continued.
By the way, I was just trying to win over you, and I almost forgot to talk about the serious business.We have established the Southern Sea Survivors Alliance, referred to as the South China Sea Alliance.After that, we intend to rebuild the current power station, start from the submarine part we can control, and then restore Coral City and the production facilities there, and finally defeat the enemies in the north with our allies.
There was still a little more than a word he didn't say.
To achieve this, they need three submarines from Anle Island.
Without the protection of submarines, dozens of mutants are enough for their headaches.
Even if the league would support their defense, he couldn't bear to see those people holding small water pipes and mutants at the bottom of the sea.
Those noble people should bring their nobleness to a new era, rather than die with the beast...
Li Minghui narrowed his eyes slightly, and repeatedly pondered his words in his heart.
This is indeed a good idea.
He also considered when discussing with the staff. Relying on the advantages of Anle Island on the seabed, he relied on the advantages of Anle Island to restore the production of the Coral City and Anle Island factories as soon as possible, and taking advantage of the fact that the destroyers on North Island had not yet begun to be launched in batches, he would build a few more submarines.
Getting the support of the alliance is the key to their implementation of this plan.
After all, it is unrealistic to mine submarine deposits now. The main processing facilities are in the hands of Charas, and relying solely on the small amount of inventory materials on the island, I am afraid that a submarine cannot build it.
Alliance... Have you already contacted them?
Yes, Chen Jianhong simply admitted it, not just the alliance, but also the circular island that is already on our side.After that, I will also try to fight for the other three settlements standing on your side. In the most optimistic situation, we can also bring you up and have six settlements, including Coral City.Even if Charas is still difficult to deal with, our strength is much stronger than it is now.
They would not stand on your side, and hummed this sentence coldly, but Li Minghui felt that he had no confidence, so he added later, why don’t we find an alliance by ourselves?
Chen Jianhong said with a smile.
Do you think they will choose you?
Li Minghui yelled coldly.
why not?They can even unite with the feudal lords of Luoxia Province. Even if we are not as good as the time of President Menggo, they are definitely much better than those of the feudal kingdom!
Chen Jianhong sighed and said.
If you look at the problem and only look at the surface, that's true.But if you have actually been to Luoxia Province, you will not say such stupid things.
Li Minghui frowned.
What's the meaning?
Chen Jianhong continued.
The reason why Luoxia Province still has a royal family is because local survivors have chosen their traditions and beliefs from the bottom of their hearts, and for this reason they are not afraid of bloodshed or sacrificed.If the survivors of the Southern Seas are united from the bottom of their hearts, the Alliance certainly won’t mind working with you, but look around yourself, are there people like that next to you?Or... do you have that high 'legal'?
He paused, and he said to the point.
Moreover, they have never united with the king, they have always been local survivors.What was the purpose of the king for the locals to build railways, schools, hospitals, and abolitionists?The king doesn't have those things to use!They just didn't apply their equality to the bullets and forced it to the locals!
It would be better if you weren't for this sea area. I think they have no reason to let the middlemen make the difference. They can definitely try what they have done in the Falcon Kingdom, such as firing a gun to those people behind you.Those guys dare to shoot at you, do you have the courage to order them to fire?
Li Minghui was speechless for a moment, and his eyes were straightened and he couldn't speak.
really……
The southern waters and Luoxia Province are completely different places.
There is no feudal tradition here at all, and the education rate even exceeds the alliance he was eager to win over!
The war between the island survivors and Shelter No. 70 is to fight for equality, and the war between the Anle Island authorities and the North Island authorities is also to defend this hard-earned right and not to be usurped by ambitious people like Charas.
If he eventually became a treacherous hero like Charas, launched a war in the name of the declaration, abolished the declaration in the name of the war, and eventually seized all rights into his own hands... the four governors would not stand on their own side at all, and even if they were on his side now, they would definitely oppose him after coming back to their senses.
After all, both sides are the same bad, so why not stand on the side with a larger caliber?
You have to choose one of faith and a sharp sword.
Supporting the Anle Island authorities is not without risks, they must all be responsible for their residents.
But if he chooses to be a completely different person from Charas, a truly hero who fights for the Constitution, and after everything is over, he fulfills his promise in the oath of office, refuses peace maintained by lies, and wants real unity...
That seemed no different from accepting the olive branch sent by the Southern Sea Alliance immediately.
No matter what happened before, the residents of Shelter No. 70 are fighting for the ideal of equality and take the initiative to take off their coats.
In that case, what’s wrong with fulfilling this promise now?
He just nodded and fulfilled what he said, and they could achieve that true union and he could also end up as a hero...
A trace of struggle appeared on Li Minghui's face, and he couldn't help but clench his fist in front of the radio.
If he had faced this choice a day ago, he would probably not have agreed with the slightest hesitation.
But now, he finally stood above ten thousand people... Whether it was being put on the table or what he had longed for in his heart.
He is not a saint...
This is too difficult!
As if he felt his hesitation, a sincere advice came from the radio station again.
Admit it, this is not Luoxia Province, nor is it the Bharat Province. Neither Charas nor you have the chance to be that king. The guy who was the first to burn his butt has thrown his hat and run away.
If you think you are more professional than that guy, you can gamble with that unrealistic idea, but if he can run away, you will definitely not be able to run away!Or you fulfill your promise on the radio and do what you have started to do to the end!
Chen Jianhong said word by word, repeating what he heard on the radio again.
Whether he was the truth of that guy or not, it was at least spoken from his mouth.
...We will never compromise with the beast, and we will no longer accept peace maintained by lies.
What we need is true unity!
for real!
……
……
…We will never compromise with the beasts, and will never tolerate the Torch Church continuing their stupid experiments, watching them bring the last pure land under our feet into an irreversible abyss!
Shuguang City, the synagogue of the Muslim Community Building.
More than two hundred people sat in the semi-arc conference hall, and solemn voices echoed above the heads of every participant.
Those sitting here are representatives of the settlements.
The farthest ones come from Triumph City and Ideal City, and the next ones are also the kingdom next door, even the garbage city on the east side of Dawn City, and the Bugra Free State, which is a little farther away, and is present in the Great Rift Valley.
In addition, there are a large number of survivors from the eastern and western provinces. Their strengths are uneven, but most of them play relatively important roles in the local area.
The entire conference building was completed by the construction team of the enterprise and the college. During this period, the commander of the army was also the engineering supervisor. Therefore, the construction period that could have been completed in one month only took two months.
Compared with the irrelevant building itself, most of the more than 200 people sitting during the meeting were diplomatic results of the alliance.
After all, whether they were attracted here by the Legion, the Academy, or the Enterprise, it was the alliance that brought them here from all over the Central continent.
At this moment, the respected alliance manager was standing on the podium in the center of the venue and giving an passionate speech.
Countless eyes gathered on the man, especially the representative from the college, who listened very seriously, and even turned on the recording function of the bionic prosthetic eye and the vertical stability of the prosthetic body on the neck to ensure that the lens does not shake.
It's like that's something important sociological material.
Of course, maybe that guy is used to it. I heard that everyone in the academy is like this.
Bennot, who sat in the front row with his legs crossed, curled his lips disapprovingly, not listening very carefully.
Maybe that guy is right, the survivors in the wasteland should indeed join hands to do something, at least unite on the issue of mutant slime mold, which endangers the safety of everyone's survival.
But is this a problem that can be solved by just touching your mouth?
There are one guy sitting here, including the guy standing on the stage, and the collective they represent, which one can make more sacrifices than the Willant humans to solve the mutant slime mold?
Is it a free and easy company behind closed doors?Or is it an academy hiding behind the wandering swamp and building ships behind closed doors?
Not to mention the alliance that has only been established for a few years. I am afraid that many people who die at the hands of Slime Slime have not yet died at their hands. Let’s wait for fifty years before comparing with them.
Some young officers may have forgotten, but he was too aware of the blood and tears of the Willant people.
The guys from the War Construction Committee created them to deal with slime molds. The reason why their noses changed from shackles to their current medals was that they hit them bit by bit with their fists!
As for the allies sitting next to him, what empire, Bennot was too lazy to look at him.
There is no mutant slime mold in the Bharat Province. Those guys have been fighting with their own people all their lives. If they don’t have a label, they will create labels and stick them on them. It’s only been a few years since they can stop.
However, I heard from the governor sent there by Triumph City that it seems that the fight is about to begin again recently.
Bennot couldn't help but yawn, his eyes drifting toward the company that was also sitting in the front row with boredom.
He didn't have to guess that guy had reached a private agreement with the league before the meeting, and he would definitely vote in a vote later.
Just as he was yawning, the guy who sat next to him and looked down upon the most, had a completely different reaction from him when facing the podium.
Neyan, who was standing in front of the podium, was unable to help but hold his breath, his not-so-big eyes were filled with fanaticism and desire, just like a mouse hiding under the shadow of the stove facing the oil lamp.
It would be great if he could follow that adult, he would be a member of the Rat for ten lifetimes...
The ups and downs of voice was like a drum of war. Just listening to him, Neyan felt his heart beating violently, as if he was about to fly out of his throat.
Compared with the master who was shining with warm light, his noble duke was simply a scumbag!
No
How dare that sick man compare with this adult?
Not to mention that guy couldn't compare with that adult, even the big nose sitting next to him was just a mouse in the gutter in front of that adult.
In terms of bloodline, who can be more pure than the bloodline sheltered in shelter?
In terms of ability, they stood up from the ruins in just a few years!
Not to mention the knowledge and experience, the smartest guys in the wasteland shrunk their heads and ran to them.
Even the most stingy and most despised guys in the north reluctantly admit that they did have some knowledge they didn't know and were willing to come up with real good things to exchange with them.
Speaking of understanding the league, Neyan, who never missed any newspaper, could even say with confidence that he knew more about this place than those living here, and even the adult more than they did!
There is no doubt that he is the real fan of that adult!
Although he knew his identity very well, he was just a humble rat tribe...
As for the dirty robber sitting next to him, Neyan was too lazy to look at him.
Duke Galawa couldn't see clearly, nor did his Majesty see clearly, but he knew very clearly which beast had harmed his compatriots the most.
Chu Guang, standing on the podium, suddenly felt a chill, as if he had been peeped at by something.
Facts have proved that being too high may not be a good thing, and it is easy to become suspicious.
The vast majority of people sitting here stared at him, listening to every word and every sentence he said.
No matter how you don't need to stare at it...
Although it is very doubtful, now is not the time to pay attention to such trivial matters.
Chu Guang, who finished the speech, clenched his right fist and placed it on the podium regardless of lightness or weight.
...Everyone, since entering the Wasteland Era, we are facing the most severe crisis in two hundred years!
If we don't completely kill it in the cradle while it is not full, all our efforts to rebuild the world will be in vain!
We will take the lead in launching an offensive from the north against the sphere of influence of the Torch Church!However, relying solely on our strength is not enough to solve all problems. I need you to let go of unresolved contradictions and disputes for the time being, at least now
Let's unite for the same goal again!
With his eyes brightly staring at the entire venue, Chu Guang put his hands on the lecture table.
As he expected, the applause started to ring from the first row and spread to the audience in a moment.
Whether it is their allies, former opponents, or empires that have just clashed...
All without exception voted for this just war.
In fact, from the beginning, Chu Guang had no doubt that the Torch Church did not have even a slight chance of winning.
The group of madmen used all their skills and worked hard to win over several islands, and they were attracted by their appearance.
On the other hand, through the victory four months ago and the lobbying and mobilization of these four months, he has already gathered a force that is far stronger than the kingdom of heaven mentioned by those madmen.
No matter what kind of struggle the group of lunatics plan to do.
From the moment they attempted to be enemies of all the survivors in the entire wasteland, their ending was already doomed!
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