It seemed that these prisoners of war could not find anything. The reporters were deeply disappointed. Several people asked to go to the battlefield to shoot interviews on the spot, and claimed that this was their power to be journalists. Hua Jun did not obstruct them. Liu Zhe smiled strangely and nodded unexpectedly: "Want to go to the field for interviews? That is your power, and I can only show respect."

All the reporters were greatly relieved. They were blocked outside the city, watching Jakarta's artillery fire, but they could not get any useful things, which made them anxious. Not only them, but their bosses also became angry collectively. They jumped on the phone and telegram and cursed, threatening to not get the scoop news, so they invited them to fire! The war was so fierce that the Chinese country sent a famous iron-blooded butcher, and here they could

There are too many hype things. Just getting a little back can greatly increase the circulation of newspapers, greatly increase the ratings, and greatly increase the turnover of newspapers and TV stations. These are all small money! But those idiots can't get any useful things, can you be dying? Now, Hua Jun is finally willing to allow them to enter the battlefield! Many reporters took the guys and were about to leave, but heard a burst of exclamation. When they turned around, they couldn't help but feel numb:

Another giant ship appeared at the junction of the sea and sky! It was the sister ship of Taishan, the Qinling Arsenal! China planned to build a total of four arsenal ships. In addition to these two, there were also Kunlun and Altaishan who were working overtime. At this time, many of the Chinese technologies were still immature, making it a bit difficult for them to build an aircraft carrier, but the construction of relatively simple arsenal ships with only a stack of gun barrels on top was not a problem at all. The Qinling was delivered to the South China Sea Fleet a week ago and was still running-in. Unexpectedly, when it encountered this war, they came over without saying a word. Looking at the dense rocket launcher unit on the warship, and then looking at the double-equipped 403mm naval gun on the bow, everyone felt a chill coming and they couldn't help but take a few steps back!

Western countries and some Asian military experts have always been sarcastic about the actions of China to build arsenal ships, claiming that this is a waste of precious resources and used hundreds of millions of dollars to build active sea volcanoes that explode in one go. The power of the four arsenal ships is not as powerful as an aircraft carrier of the same level. After hearing too much, these reporters also think that China's arsenal ships are nothing great and are contemptuous, but when they face this fierce steel beast directly, the pressure was unexpectedly terrifying. The volcanic eruption of the Taishan volcano had left a deep impression on the reporters. The number of casualties in Jakarta in this battle was less than a quarter of the Taishan slaughter. One ship is already so terrifying. Now another ship is coming, and it will not make people live!

Liu Zhe saw the fear of these uncrowned kings and sneered: "You have the right to enter the battlefield for interviews, but guns and cannons are eyeless. I don't guarantee your safety... You should know that shrapnel and bullets are gone.

Have the ability to distinguish enemies and friends."

As a footnote to his words, the two perverted cannons of the Qinling Arsenal ship sprayed out two balls of smoke with a diameter of more than ten meters. The sound of cannons rumbling like rolling thunder, rolling in. The two shells were not covered by the world and ground, and they passed through the sky with terrifying air waves. Wherever they went, there was a harsh sound of soap cracking sound from the air! Then, boom! Two balls of fireballs soared into the sky, and there were more basketball courts in Jakarta, a few meters deep craters, and everything nearby returned to the original

In the state of the child, only some fine sand kept falling into the two huge holes, as if these two bloody mouths were devouring all life. All the reporters were shocked. Although promotion and salary increase were heart-warming, it seemed a bit unworthy to bet on their lives... The most terrifying thing is that it is very likely that they were accidentally injured by the Chinese army's artillery fire. With a naval gun shell, they could not even have a cell left. What else can they talk about showing off?

In the end, only a few journalists who were not afraid of death walked into Jakarta City despite their colleagues' dissuasion. After that, no one had seen them again.

After tackling these annoying guys, Liu Zhe went straight back to the command center, and the First Division immediately joined the battlefield and launched a powerful offensive. The expedition was high and high, and it seemed that it could not have any effect on their combat effectiveness. Within two hours, the offensive was swept away six positions in the Jawa Monkey and knocked down more than 400 Jawa soldiers. A French reporter wrote in a surprise in the press release: "The Chinese Army soldiers are incredibly fierce!" Qinling tons were excited and opened with full firepower. Rocket launchers and naval guns were launched together to provide powerful firepower support for the First Division, and they were determined to drive out all tens of thousands of tons of ammunition in their own ammunition warehouse. The firepower of this new ship was only stronger than that of the Taishan. The 403mm naval gun directly sounded the death knell of Jawa Monkey. Every shell was smashed down, it was shocking.

The ground was crying, and the shock wave spread in circles. The buildings were smashed to pieces. The bodies of people within seventy meters were not left. People within one hundred and fifty meters were either bombed or were shocked, or at least they were deafened! Whenever the cannon was bombed out, there were more corpses near the shelling area, without any scars on their bodies, but they were bleeding from their seven orifices. Every time they heard the loud explosion that seemed to tear the earth, the soldiers of the Jawa who were hiding in the tunnel would scream in dismay: "They fired! They fired again!" However, even they themselves could not hear what they were saying, and they felt their ears were wet and hot, and they touched and had blood on their hands: their eardrums were shattered. There were also some curled up in the dark corners and could not even scream, and blood flowed out of their mouths and noses. It would not take long before a corpse with blood on seven orifices would appear in the tunnel.

boom!

A shell pierced through a layer of soil more than ten meters thick, drilled into the air-raid shelter and exploded. The violent shock wave wrapped in flames and tens of thousands of shrapnel roared along the tunnel, shattering everything that was blocking the front. More than a hundred people were cut into one by shrapnel.

The ground meat was grilled by the high temperature air waves, and many people were crushed by the huge air pressure generated by the explosion of shells, and they swallowed their last breath in extreme pain.

Boom boom!

There were two deep craters on the Presidential Palace Square. The concrete ground was divided into waves, tens of thousands of shrapnel, hundreds of thousands of sharp concrete slags spreading radially toward the surroundings, and dozens of Jawa soldiers turned into a fluffy red blood mist.

Boom boom boom boom!

Three large-caliber rocket shells hit a street guarded by the government forces. The defenders looked at the extremely dazzling explosion fire and disappeared into the strong wind and sand with only half a scream. The explosion waves swelled out with thick smoke and fire, and the entire street was swallowed. Two or three hundred people from the Jawa were either blown up on the spot or were blown up by the explosion wind and flew dozens of meters high, cracking into several pieces in the air.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Jakarta twitched in pain and groaned in the rocket launcher's fire volley. The fire rose into the sky in the ruins, shrapnel and sand and gravel almost covered the sky. The First Army had just participated in the two-mountain rotation battle not long ago. It had a lot of practical experience. The joint play of the infantry and artillery was amazing, and it was hit wherever it was pointed. Under their guidance, the crazy-powered rocket launchers were smashed to crowded places. Every gun went down and was full of corpses and flew around.

The same goes for the fast reactor. Jakarta is no longer a battlefield, but an arena. The fast reactor and the first infantry division are full of energy and are playing a fierce friendly match silently. They are trying their best to see who can kill faster and kill more. The first infantry division and the first rapid reactor are one with a long history of outstanding military achievements, and the other is a rising star with a very high starting point, and no one can accept each other. They are proud to make a good gesture when they hit it, just like Mars.

After hitting the earth, the monkeys of Jawa unfortunately became a necessary prop for their competition. Then, the Flame Dragon Legion, which was finally freed up, had two brigades joining the battlefield, and the competition became even more intense. Since Jakarta was already full of soldiers, the Chinese soldiers had no scruples. They bombed the houses with cloud bombs, and burned them with muskets when they saw the entrance of the tunnel, sweeping the battlefield like a razor. The addition of the Qinling Army made the soldiers of Jawa find in pain that their defense line was no matter how strong it was.

They will be smashed under the bombardment of naval guns and rocket launchers, and defending one city and one land will only die faster! Without any help, most Jakarta soldiers chose to drill tunnels and fight tunnel wars. Like most important cities, Jakarta also has underground fortifications with all connections. The tunnels are like spider webs. Jakarta fires a shot and changes the place. No one knows where they will emerge in the next moment, shooting deadly bullets, and consuming the Chinese army will be killed!

But, is that okay?

Of course it is impossible.

The Chinese soldiers quickly adapted to the authentic tunnel warfare of the monkey in Jawa and formulated a countermeasure.

Once you find the entrance of the tunnel, you will immediately spit fire inside. First, burn all the people near the entrance. Then some soldiers wearing bulletproof vests carrying oxygen cylinders and carrying bulletproof vests drilled in and pushed along the tunnel. When they found a small number of soldiers in Jawa, they would shoot them. If the opponent had a large number of people, they would throw air-fuel grenades. This thing weighed 2.5 kilograms and could not be thrown far, and there was no need to throw too far, because its explosion power was not great and shrapnel was pitifully few, but if you threw one, the oxygen within a radius of more than ten meters would be burned all over. In the tunnel,

The power was even more doubled. The Jawa soldiers who tried to use the complex terrain to fight to the death, opened their mouths in vain as fish thrown on the beach in the dull explosion. Even if they were sucked, they could not suck in a slight air. They all suffocated to death in less than five minutes. The commando team carrying an oxygen cylinder and wearing an infrared thermal imager were walking around and taking a walk, like walking, the dull explosion sounded, and the tunnel was full of eyes, all with blue eyes, and the tongue spit out the long. The throat was bloody, and the corpse died in gun battles, but there were few who died in gun battles.

More and more entrances to the tunnel were found, and more and more commandos attacked, like cancer cells that invaded blood vessels, quickly devouring the lives of the Jawa government forces. The explosion of air-fuel grenades rose and waves. The fire dragons sprayed out of the muskets were so scarlet and dazzling in the dark tunnel, which was terrifying, and the gunshots seemed sparse. The situation facing the Jawa government forces now is: staying in the tunnel, only by the commandos that came out of unknown places, throwing air-fuel grenades to death, or burning them to ashes by the muskets; and when you walk out of the tunnel, you will be completely crushed by the overwhelming artillery fire! Should you continue to resist in the tunnel, or return to the ground to fight with the Chinese army face to face?

Anyway, there is only one answer: You are dead!

More than ten hours later, gunfire was transmitted along the tunnel to the emergency underground command center where the president was located. The government forces were defeated in both sides and underground. No matter how reluctant they were, President Suhado now has to seriously consider whether he should let the city not leave to save his life.

On April 15, the Jakarta government army, whose blood had dried up, put down its weapons and surrendered to the Chinese army. Before the war started, the two hundred thousand troops were now dead, and those who were dead and flee, and those who could go out and surrender were only 20,000. The Jakarta Battle, with a sea of ​​corpses and blood, was finally announced to end. According to incomplete statistics, there were more than one million people in the Jakarta who were directly or indirectly than this battle! Since the end of World War II, there has never been such a bloody battle again. Even the unprecedentedly tragic World War II

, I have never tried such a heavy casualty in such a short time. After this battle, Liu Zhe's name as a butcher resounded throughout the world. Many people in Asian countries were panicked when they met, and they always asked jokingly: "Did you meet Liu Zhe?" Is it that you are a ghost? Annan people looked at Jakarta and then Hanoi, and their faces that had been so bitter that they could drip juice finally showed a happy smile. Finally, someone was even more happy than me

It's miserable!

Liu Zhe never cared about fame and other things. What made him angry was that he could not see the name he wanted to see most: President Suhado, whether it was a prisoner of war or the dead.

The bastard left the capital and the soldiers and civilians who were still resisting, and fled with a group of confidants under the protection of the Army's special forces.
Chapter completed!