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At three o'clock in the morning, when most people were immersed in their dreams, the South Korean military camp experienced its most terrifying awakening.

Along the nearly 250-kilometer demarcation line, thousands of artillery pieces of various calibers roared at the same time.

The silent night sky was torn apart by blinding flashes of light. Those were the trajectories drawn by countless shells in the night sky, like the devil's minions, bringing death towards the unsuspecting targets.

The silent night sky was torn apart by dazzling flashes of light. The trajectories drawn by countless shells in the night sky were like the claws of the devil, rushing towards the unsuspecting targets with the breath of death and destruction.

“Boom…boom…boom boom…boom boom boom…”

The rumbling noise was like thunder, sweeping across the entire northern front camp of South Korea in an instant. The flames raged in the darkness, and every flash was accompanied by the power of destruction, tearing the night into pieces and illuminating the terrified faces of the soldiers.

The fortifications built of steel and concrete disappeared in an instant. The positions that once seemed indestructible were now unable to withstand the baptism of artillery fire.

Tanks and armored vehicles rolled and jumped under the impact of the explosion, as vulnerable as children's toys, and finally stood still, becoming cold monuments on the battlefield.

"Enemy attack..."

"Counterattack..."

The officers' shouts and the soldiers' screams mixed together, forming a mournful background music.

North Korean artillery roared, tanks roared, and soldiers shouted loudly...

Before the approaching dawn, South Korea's entire northern defense line had completely lost its organized resistance and counterattack.

Although nearly 70% of South Korea's troops were deployed on the northern defense line, apart from sporadic resistance, hundreds of thousands of troops now had only one thought: escape, escape to a place where artillery shells could not reach, escape to a place further south...

……

"Boss Chu, the latest intelligence shows that South Korea's defense line has been completely breached by North Korea's army... Currently, North Korea's three main regiments are rapidly advancing southward along multiple axes, and the vanguard is less than 15 kilometers away from South Korea's capital..."

A young combat staff officer reported in a hurried and uncomfortably voice.

The result was already determined, no matter how deliberate it was!

Young Master Chu nodded calmly, turned his head to look at Wu Qingzhu beside him, and said calmly: "Notify all departments to start taking action according to the previously determined plan."

"Yes!"

Wu Qingzhu immediately carried out the order.

……

early morning!

The capital of South Korea.

The faint sound of explosions coming from the north suddenly awakened this bustling city from the quiet night.

On the streets, the bustling crowds of the past have disappeared, replaced by hurried soldiers and bursts of sirens coming from afar, which are like death knell, announcing the end of the false illusion of peace.

In the core area of ​​the city stands the Commander's Palace, a symbol of power and majesty, but at this moment it is in unprecedented chaos.

Inside and outside the building, officials surged like a tide. Some hurried through the corridors, while others gathered in the command center, anxiously exchanging information. The air was filled with tension and panic.

Inside the commander's office, the lights were dim, casting long shadows and adding to the gloom.

"Can anyone tell me why Park Ji-sung secretly ordered his artillery regiment to fire at North Korea?"

South Korean leader Jin Zejun stood in the middle of the office, like an enraged lion, roaring at the cabinet members standing in a row:

"Can anyone tell me why the North Koreans' counterattack was so bold and fierce?"

"Why did our army, which cost so much money, fail so quickly?"

"Tell me, what is going on?"

Jin Zejun's face turned red with anger, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes burned like flames. Every word he said was like a sharp blade, making all the cabinet members present lower their heads and dare not utter a word.

"Why are you here if you're not going to organize a counterattack?"

Jin Zejun took two steps forward and came in front of Defense Minister Li Bingcan. His eyes were like two cold swords, piercing the Defense Minister Li Bingcan opposite him:

"Where is our air force? The army was defeated, so is the air force also destroyed? Why don't we take off and fight back?"

Jin Zejun's voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth:

"I order you in the name of the commander-in-chief of the armed forces to mobilize all our national defense forces... Fight back, use bombs, missiles, and any other means you can think of to drive the North Korean troops back."

Li Bingcan, the once majestic Minister of Defense, is now like a mouse being teased by a cat, curled up under Jin Zejun's sharp gaze.

His cheeks had lost their former color and looked pale and weak; sweat slid down his temples, dripping onto the hard wooden floor, making a faint but clear sound. His body trembled slightly, and every time Jin Zejun questioned him harshly, his heart tightened.

Every time I opened my mouth to defend myself, I was interrupted by Jin Zejun's questioning...

"Your Excellency the Commander..."

Li Bingcan wiped the sweat off his cheek with his hand, raised his eyes slightly to glance at Jin Zejun who looked stern, and replied with a stiff face:

"From the moment we received the news, the Ministry of National Defense has been in constant contact with the troops on the front line... But our wireless communications have been interfered with, and wired communications have also been cut off, so we are unable to get in touch with the troops in front..."

"Is North Korea's electronic warfare technology so advanced?"

Jin Zejun asked with a cold face and disbelief.

"Yes."

After a pause, Li Bingcan swallowed the saliva in his mouth and continued to complain: "Our communication network has been subjected to unprecedented electromagnetic interference, which seems to be the result of careful arrangements by the North Korean side.

The Department of Defense is working to recover, activating alternate communications channels while trying to circumvent the source of the jamming, but progress is slow.”

"but."

Li Bingcan glanced at Jin Zejun cautiously, and then said: "I have arranged several groups of personnel to go to the front line to gather troops and try to deploy a new line of defense outside the capital."

"It's gone?"

Jin Zejun raised his eyebrows slightly and said coldly, "Where's the Air Force? Where's the Navy? Where's our troops on the southern front?"

"Sir, Daxia has already notified the Ministry of National Defense. In view of the fact that we provoked the incident, in order to escalate the conflict...

Their navy and air force will completely block our sea and air space... Our fighter planes cannot take off, and our ships are not allowed to leave the port. If we force an attack, we will be destroyed by Daxia."

"Asshole, shameless, this is naked bandit logic!"

Jin Zejun's face turned livid, his fists clenched, his teeth clenched, and anger swirled in his chest:

"Why do they do this? We are the victims. We have the right to defend our homeland!" His voice echoed in the room, shaking everyone's heartstrings:

"Can't our fighter planes and warships operate over our own territory?"

"But," the Foreign Minister interjected cautiously:

"Daxia's attitude is very clear. They presented evidence to prove that we were the first to launch artillery fire on North Bang and to tear up the armistice agreement.

Daxia claimed that it was for the sake of peace and stability in the East Asia region and to prevent the spread of war that it had to take action to restrict it. "

"This is an excuse, a conspiracy!"

Jin Zejun was furious. "They just want to take advantage of the opportunity to suppress us, put us in a desperate situation, and want us to surrender."

Jin Zejun paced back and forth, thinking about a way out. Suddenly he stopped and asked, "Has the Eagle Sauce garrison been attacked?"

"No."

Li Bingcan quickly replied: "Because we signed the treaty to terminate the alliance with Eagle Sauce a few days ago, their garrisons have withdrawn from the northern defense line and gathered in the Fushan area, preparing to evacuate our country."

Jin Zejun stared at the foreign minister, his eyes flashing with determination: "Ask them for help. As long as the Eagle Sauce is willing to send troops to help, no matter what the conditions are, we will agree to them."

"But."

The Foreign Minister hesitated, "We just handled it with Eagle Sauce...

Jin Zejun immediately interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said firmly: "No buts, you go and talk to the Eagle Sauce Ambassador immediately."

The Foreign Minister looked at Jin Zejun's determined expression. Although he still had doubts in his heart, the situation was pressing, so he reluctantly nodded and agreed: "I will go to the Eagle Sauce Embassy immediately and try my best to persuade them to lend a helping hand."

Jin Zejun took a deep breath and said firmly: "No matter what, we must win the support of Eagle Sauce..."