In more than a dozen air force bases in North China.

The craters that were bombed by the counter-runway bombs have been filled, and fighter jets were towed out of the hangar and sent onto the runway, taking off in silence. The first ones were J-10, J-12a/c, F-14, and F-20, followed by Thunder, H-6, Flying Wolf, and Strong Five, and everything. The third-generation fighter jets that can be mobilized in the entire northern battlefield are basically here.

Seeing the waves of fighter planes soaring into the sky, Liu Wei sighed and took out the wine pot and took a deep breath. The ace pilot Ali from Pakistan beside him was reciting the Quran. He was such a devout Muslim. He has never forgotten to worship. For two months, no matter how nervous the war is, he insisted on worshiping every day. If the war is delayed, he will make up for it as soon as possible after the war. After Liu Wei finished reciting the scriptures, he smiled bitterly and said, "Ali, you don't have to go to die with us. You and your comrades can fight side by side with us for two nightmares and never leave us. We are already very grateful to you."

Ali raised his head and said seriously: "We are friends, and we are even more comrades-in-arms, aren't we? Pakistan was born in troubled times. Apart from a few unscrupulous Muslim brothers, there are no friends. If you fall down, we will fall down."

Munedelsim, the squadron leader of the 7th Squadron of the First Wing of the Belan Air Force, smiled silly: "I always firmly believe that China will not be defeated, just as we firmly believe that President Nimra will lead us to prosperity and strength."

Liu Wei murmured to himself: "I hope... I really want to see hope, but there is nothing. All I have is despair..." He sighed, put on his flying helmet, and said loudly: "It's time to set off. My good brother, we will fight side by side in the next life!"

Several fists were paired together and then separated. The pilot rushed onto the fighter at the fastest speed. The engine nozzle sprayed out hot air and fire waves. The fighter pierced into the blue sky like a sharp sword. The navigation lights in the night sky were dotted, like countless bright stars.

The commander of the Kongyi Division stood on the runway, raised his right hand, put his five fingers together to the brim of the hat, and maintained this standard military salute for a long time, like a statue, with tears flashing in his eyes that saw through the vicissitudes of the world.

The silhouette of the machine group was projected on the tactical screen. Ogalkov frowned and whispered: "It's all for this. Are you still unwilling to admit defeat? Or are you still holding a trump card in your hands, and you can't help but play it out?"

"Let the frontline aviation force kill that fleet!"

Beijing is too close to Zhangjiakou. As soon as the aircraft group rushed out of the capital's air defense circle, the Soviet Air Force's air-to-air missiles were fired. Tens of kilometers away was a dense sea of ​​aircraft. The tail flames of the air-to-air missiles woven into a net of heaven and earth in the night sky, wrapping them up. Dingliu didn't say anything, and the tiger regiment survived.

Several pilots did not say anything. Six J-10 troops divided into three groups and rushed towards a group of MiG-29m. The Viper iii medium and long-range air-to-air missiles, which were already exhausted, roaring out. The J-12c, f-14, f-20 followed closely and the fierce missile attacks became white-hot from the beginning. The screams cut the night sky into pieces, and the tail flames were so brilliant that they could almost reflect the end of the universe. The boundless night screen obscured the tail flames, but were immediately blasted by the strong light of explosion.

The Soviet army was eager to win a complete victory and rejuvenate the country on the verge of collapse. The Chinese pilots sacrificed their lives to make this country survive and let the entire nation survive, and guarded the increasingly slim hope. The steel-like will collided in the night sky, bursting out a thousand feet of light. Countless fighter jets were fighting in the night sky. Every second, missiles broke through the air, and every second, fighter jets were hit, turning into proud stars in the night sky!

In the mountains and ridges in western Hunan, several iron doors that were the same as the earth and rocks slowly opened, and more than a dozen Dongfeng heavy transport trucks drove out of the deep tunnel with an effective range of 9,000 kilometers. The dark green bullet body of the hidden DF-20 highway motorized intercontinental missile quickly rose up in the boundless night and pointed towards the sky.

In the belly of Taihang Mountain, more than a dozen of the same heavy trucks drove out from the hole-opened gate, and the sharp warhead of the DF-20 intercontinental missile missile pointed at the sky.

Dozens of intercontinental missile silos have removed their camouflage, and the DF-5 intercontinental missile is accumulating strength in the silos. It may take more than ten years or even decades to develop a successful intercontinental missile, but it can only take a few minutes to make the whole world understand its anger!

More than 30 missile launch trains are in the northwest and are rushing lightning on those sparsely populated railway sections of the eastern coastline. The df-9a railway maneuverable anti-ship ballistic missile has been wiped out, but the df-9c derived from it is still not to be underestimated. The range of 5,000 kilometers is enough!

In the quiet and deep East China Sea, the sea where blood has not yet dissipated, the Haiwu Shen submersible aircraft carrier and two Type 092 nuclear submarines surfaced. The cap of the submarine-launched intercontinental missile launch hole was opened and stopped there without saying a word. The dense launch holes made the whole world gasp.

In the South China Sea, a 093 strategic nuclear submarine surfaced.

In the Andaman Sea, the Sea Soul strategic nuclear submarine surfaced.

These strategic missiles pointing to the sky are like Optimus Prime, which will support the collapsed sky.

Seeing this scene, the West and the East, which were originally noisy like boiling water, fell into death silence, and everyone was about to suffocate.

Nuclear war has been yelling for decades. Is it really coming?

China almost emptied its nuclear arsenal and unscrupulously emptied its nuclear strike force.

The troops lit up, and their determination to burn their boats. The madness of Huoyan Kungang's jade burning together made the whole world scared. At this point, it had indeed reached a desperate situation. Almost all military powers regarded it as a piece of fat with grease, waving their knife and fork to cut off a piece. Even the monkeys that were once half-maintained by it were eager to try and try to grab some residue. The only few friends were weak. Although they had full support, they were not helpful in the bucket. After Zhangjiakou fell, everyone agreed that Beijing had no other choice except moving the capital or surrender. Now China has given a third choice besides moving the capital and surrender: if you want us to die, we will not let you live a good life! The Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs still remained silent, and this silence was even more terrifying than the roar of the devil.

After reading the telegram in his hand, General Tumenliesov raised his gray eyebrows: "I have exposed all the nuclear weapons, would you rather die together than surrender? Interesting!"

The chief of staff's heart was almost stopped beating: "China is already crazy! If we continue to attack Beijing, they will really smash all the nuclear weapons in their hands without hesitation. Stop the attack!"

Admiral Tumenliesov said: "No, order the front line legions to speed up the attack!"

The political commissar was shocked: "Are you crazy? This is clearly forcing Beijing to press the nuclear button!"

Admiral Tumenliesov said: "I just want to see if they have the courage to press that button! Chinese people have always liked to bluff, and as long as there is a little room for compromise, they will not take extreme measures. Now Beijing is only threatened. They can fight a Stalingrad-style defense battle in Beijing. They can retreat to the south bank of the Yellow River to continue to resist. They still have vast depths and abundant resources, and are far from the end of their lives. But at this time, they have nuclear weapons. Don't you think there is any problem.

Is it?" He waved his arms and emphasized his tone, "This is very likely a disguised threat! The Marshal authorized us to drop two neutron bullets on Zhangjiakou and Chengde, just to test whether China has the courage to take the risk of nuclear war to take reciprocal revenge! If they really dare to fight a nuclear war, there is nothing to fight in this battle, and they can only negotiate. If they don't dare, then the war should end! I must figure out whether they are bluffing or have really given up hope and want to pull us together!"

As the general's roar, the front-line army of the Outer Mongolian Army became more and more fierce and could not be stopped!

The Republic Space Center, hundreds of computer elites from all over the country are working hard. The slight sound of typing on the keyboard is a little bit, and they can't count them at all. Everyone looks solemn, racing against time, without even blinking their eyes. They have been working for several days, and eating and sleeping are solved at work, but no one has ever complained. As long as they still open their eyes, they are working. The logistics staff watched more than once.

Some guys couldn't open their eyes, but they were still typing on the keyboard until they fainted on the table. Li Huan, a guy who was once so angry that Liu Weiping was furious, had long disappeared. His hair was messy, his beard was stubborn, his eyes were covered in blood, and his body was full of smoke. He worked like a demon. He put the instant noodles aside and changed it coldly, and he didn't know how many times he had changed it, and he didn't have to take a bite. He relied on boiling water with honey or glucose. No one dared to approach him, and he would be furious if he made a little noise. In the past two months, this unemployed guy commanded a group of subordinates to Su

The Union launched several cyber attacks, but either was blocked by the Soviet hacker troops, which were also well-trained, or had little effect. Unlike Japan, most Soviet departments were still using electronic tubes. A ghost knew how they used these stupid and rough things to process massive information and make extremely complex calculations to make the entire country run at high speed! A large group of hacker elites were stunned in the face of the Soviet hacker troops' defense and counterattacks, as well as the old electronic tubes. The most lethal virus was useless to avoid those ghost things! The successive failures have already lifted his anger to the limit. Whoever dared to hit the gun would definitely die miserably!

A tall female soldier wearing eyes and long hair suddenly jumped up, and a childish voice in her magnetic field was filled with excitement: "Success! Success!"

The gray-haired computer professor next to her slapped the desktop and shouted excitedly: "I succeeded too! The damn original code has finally been deciphered!"

Li Huan was stunned for a moment and roared: "What are you still standing there? I will release the antidote immediately to kill the virus. Do you want to wait for me to help you get the merits?"

At the Xishan Strategic Command Center, all members of the Central Military Commission sat here quietly, nervously paying attention to the changes on the battlefield. The Soviet army was still approaching, and it seemed that they would not give up until they penetrated Beijing. Every time they approached, everyone's hearts sank a little, and some people had closed their eyes and waited for the judgment of fate.

At this time, Li Huan's tired voice rang in the conference hall: "Report, we have killed the computer virus implanted by the Double-Headed Eagle in the satellite system in advance. The nine satellites are returning to normal. In the latest five minutes, the Beidou system will be restarted!"

The Chief of Staff shook his hand, and the hot tea shook out, poured onto the back of his hand, his eyes getting wet.

Finally killed the hateful virus...

Previously, he spent a high price to ask the Double-Headed Eagle to help send nine military satellites into space. The Double-Headed Eagle first dragged the launch date again and again, and then threw the satellites around, but they did not send them into the predetermined orbit at all. After extremely arduous efforts, they finally adjusted the satellites to the predetermined orbit. When they were activated, they found that they were inexplicably infected with the virus and could not work normally. Not only did they almost infect the entire satellite communication system! Forced the entire army to force the entire army to

I had to pinch my nose and continue using GPS, and at the same time ordered Li Huan and the others to kill the virus as soon as possible. After a whole week of sleepless work, the task was finally done. Unfortunately, it was too late, it was really too late, and tens of thousands of soldiers in the navy could not see it.

Another equally young voice rang in the hall: "The repair work of Tianjian 2 has been completed and has been successfully started!"

There was a commotion in the hall, and several female officers' eyes heated up and tears gushed out disobediently.

"The Three Heavenly Swordsman has completed its final preparation and is charging. Please instruct the target to attack!"

The Chief of Staff turned his eyes to the old man, who nodded slowly. He put down the teacup that could not be held steady no matter how hard he put it, and said in a strange voice: "Start!"
Chapter completed!