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The Southern Barbarian Raiders of the Chinese Federation are a combined fleet that gathers the elite of the country's eastern and southern ocean patrol powers, and its forces on and off the water hold all the ports and shipping lanes of Australia, and even the sky is within their range. Australia, which has been cut off from sea and air routes, is just a big island hanging out of the sea.

However, since its launch, the Southern Barbarian Raiders of the Chinese Federation have only been cruising on the sea again and again, constantly circling around Australia, and have done nothing except to cut off all attempts to sail out of Australia.

Nothing to be afraid of?

No, no, no! In the midst of this lockdown, the panic of Australians is growing, growing and accumulating bit by bit......

Death is terrible, and what is even more terrible than death is the process of waiting for death. The fear of death and waiting for death is constantly fermenting in the spiral drawn by the Southern Barbarian Raiders of the Chinese Federation off the coast of Australia.

It's like a balloon that is constantly blowing, and at some point it will cross the limit and burst.

So, in the midst of the prayers and despair of all Australians, this limit has finally reached today.

The Federation of China, the twenty-seventh day of the first month of the first month of the 2838 year of the Zhou Zhao Republic calendar (March 5, 1997 in the imperial calendar, March 5, 208 in the new calendar).

At the same time that the Ural Military Region of the EU launched a counterattack against the two major raiders of the Chinese Federation, Beidi and Xirong, the Southern Barbarian Raiders received an order from their superiors, and finally ended this boring circle and began the real raid.

Because the Australian Navy has always resolutely adhered to the "peaceful confrontation", the helpless Southern Barbarian Raiders had to uphold the spirit of "you don't come, I will go", and took the initiative to send warmth to the door - the average is about 2500C or more "warmth".

Flowers of steel and flame bloom one after another, dotting the tranquil and vast blue waters.

In order to prepare for this and subsequent wars, the Chinese Federation has produced a large number of new naval warships in a state of technical verification over the years, and has renovated a large number of old ships.

Among them, the piece that has changed the most is naturally the battleship.

Not only have a large number of new battleships with different design concepts and goals been manufactured, but even those old battleships have been modernized. Reconnected electromagnetic accelerated kinetic naval guns, laser phalanx guards and controllable thermonuclear fusion reactors of large, medium and small calibers have become the standard configuration of battleships. The terrifying kinetic impact, the viscous mass of high-energy lasers, and the surging ferocious power fully embodied the design guiding ideology of the Chinese Federation of "vigorously producing miracles" and turned into a nightmare for all enemies.

The standard 1000mm super-large caliber electromagnetic reconnection cannon bombarded by the hypersonic projectile and the prototype high-energy laser naval gun fired by the high-energy laser, combined with the long-range ship-to-ship missile's sliding arc, converged on the sea and air platforms to create a trajectory of death, direct and swift, destructive and beautiful.

In the midst of this fierce and fiery killing, the technical observers of the Chinese Federal Navy were patrolling back and forth, quietly recording the deficiencies of various verification ships and verification weapons. Against the shiny backdrop of the flowers of death blooming, all that remained was the nibs of their pens and the rubbing of the paper.

The Chinese Federation of China was called on January 29, 2838 in the Republic of China, on the east coast of the Australian Federation, Brisbane.

When Charlie walked into the sheltered command post with a stainless steel tray full of food, he found Mandal leaning over the table and drawing.

"Come on, lieutenant," said the sergeant, who grew up with Mandal, went to school together, got into trouble together, and was beaten together at the end, bluntly said, "The generals naturally have to worry about the affairs of the generals. ”

"I'm definitely not going to give 33 lives, including me, to those idiots in Sydney, absolutely!" The lieutenant, who always had a straight face and always gave the impression that he was thinking about some terrible conspiracy, picked up a cookie from his plate, dipped it in applesauce, and threw it into his mouth. "Not to mention that more than half of the generals and almost two-thirds of the politicians are now thinking about how to package and sell the Federation to that dictatorial and despotic evil empire!"

Charlie reflexively jumped to the door, looked around nervously for a few moments before retracting his head and closing the blast door, then lowered his voice and said, "Are you crazy?!" Chinese's lackeys will catch you first, and then ......"

"And then give it to the Chinese as a greeting gift?" Mandal sneered, "In Australia now, the whites are all in the Lord and surrender, and the yellow people are fighting desperately in the main battle!" It's fucking fun! ”

Yes, the current political situation in Australia is so funny and ironic. The white people who used to occupy the mainstream of Australia's discourse because of the support of the EU and Britain are now busy contacting the Chinese Federation, just thinking about selling the country for a good price; The Chinese Australians, who used to be at a disadvantage and were always discriminated against and suppressed, are now the most resolute and stubborn main battle faction.

Mandal and Charlie are two such Australian-Chinese, they are both black-haired, black-eyed and yellow-skinned, but they have no sense of identity with the word "Chinese", and they are even very disgusted. They only have European names like Mandal and Charlie, but they have long forgotten their other names.

Charlie spread his hands, "No way, who made us Chinese-Australians the chickens who were responsible for boosting morale and rallying the hearts of the people?" After all, it's just as they advertise, ha! A battle of revenge and shame......"

boooooom！！！！！

Before the sergeant could finish his words, he was interrupted by an explosion from a very close range, and the power of the 25 kilograms of metal hydrogen charge formed a terrible shock wave through the earth, and Charlie only felt as if someone had taken a hammer directly on his eardrum, but the dull pain disappeared immediately...... All his senses seemed to be being drained from his body, and his soul seemed to be pulled out and thrown into a blender for half an hour, before everything fell silent.

"Charlie!!" Then, perhaps a long time had passed, perhaps only a split second, a shout pulled Charlie's will back up. Barely opening his eyes, Charlie Chen saw Mandal's anxious face.

Sounds, touches, smells, and pain...... Charlie, who was in pain everywhere all over his body, opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't speak at all.

"Don't move," Mandal said next to a torn first aid kit, and the hemostatic spray bottle was thrown at the lieutenant's feet like garbage, "hold on, the medics will be there soon, you'll be fine, I promise......"

“…… Hell," Charlie struggled to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Growing up, your promises have never been reliable, and every time you are sure to hurt me and get beaten by my father...... Ahem......"

Mandal wanted to say something, but a dense explosion made him pounce on his friend, like a hammer hammer directly hitting his heart, and the explosion drowned out all the sounds, and the whole world seemed to be left with countless explosions.

The shelling lasted a whole hour. When the century-long shelling was finally over, Mandal struggled to get up, but his limp knees and buzzing head staggered, and his head in a combat cap slammed against the cracked reinforced concrete wall.

"Farke......" Mandal shook twice, but finally stood against the wall. He wiped the back of his hand on his head twice at random, and then patted his cheek vigorously.

"Hold on......" pulled Charlie up with his left hand, and Mandal held on to the wall with his right hand and moved towards the gate.

Mandal's legs were almost numb, and he kicked open the slightly twisted and deformed explosion-proof door, the light of the emergency lights in the corridor flashed weakly, and the ceiling made of high-grade concrete prefabricated parts was also full of cracks...... As soon as Mandal thought this, his half-conscious friend turned a corner and saw that the road in front of him was blocked by a pile of debris of a collapsed building.

"......" bowed his head silently, and Mandal saw a hand reach out from under a pile of building debris, a pool of half-congealed blood spreading on the ground, and a silver metal box marked with a red cross fell not far ahead.

After thinking about it, Mandal carefully put Charlie flat on the ground, then opened the metal box, turned out a bottle of hemostatic spray and re-treated several major wounds on his friend's body, then took out the bandage and exploded hastily, and finally found a bottle of painkiller and poured out two tablets, and poured a bottle of saline with a dagger to cut the lid and poured it into his friend.

After doing all this, Mandal picked up Charlie again and moved out of the way. It wasn't until after the fifth turn that he finally heard the voices of people, the sound of combat boots running on the ground, and the sound of friendly French shouts.

"Damn it! Let's help someone!! Mandal shouted at the top of his voice, and then immediately two figures with automatic rifles on their backs ran over, and were about to salute him when he interrupted with a voice: "Is there a doctor here?" The sergeant was wounded. ”

“…… I'm sorry, sir," said a young man with the rank of corporal, with a look of embarrassment, "the ambulance station was hit directly by Chinese tactical missile, and now there is a crater the size of a football field......"

“…… Damn it," gritted his teeth, Mandal handed Charlie to the two in front of him, "take care of the sergeant...... Also, where is the captain? Did the Chinese start to land? Can the artillery still contact the ground? ”

"The captain was temporarily called to a meeting of the battalion headquarters, and now there is no contact with the other side...... The Chinese landing craft had already entered the range of the shore defense artillery battery, but the shore defense artillery battery and artillery battalion were also covered by enemy ground missile, naval artillery and aviation fire...... I guess they won't last long. ”

Mandal punched the wall. Scout ** soldiers? He knew what would happen to the artillerymen, and now all he could count on was his comrades in this small permanent fortification.

In this newly built coastal fortification in recent years, an infantry company with reinforced firepower and a shore defense artillery battery are deployed, while the main force of the entire Australian Bundeswehr 7th Mechanized Infantry Brigade and the 2nd Coastal Defense Artillery Regiment are scattered throughout the vicinity of Brisbane, near all suitable beaches, and the 25th Rifle Regiment (militia) is responsible for defending the city of Brisbane together with the support battalion of the 7th Mechanized Infantry Brigade and several independent air defense companies that have been temporarily reinforced.

"Damn it...... What about firearms platoons? No, who's in charge here now? ”

"You in terms of rank, lieutenant!"

“…… Get everyone ready, find a few people to go to the warehouse to get bazookas, and everyone with rifles will get one! Meritorious service inside and outside ......"

"The Chinese attacked!!" A terrible cry drowned out all conversation.

"Damn it!" Mandal snatched the military walkie-talkie from the corporal's chest and roared, "Why is it so fast? What about our people? Don't tell me I can't even stall! ”

A hoarse reply came over the walkie-talkie: "... Ascend, Login! …… Zila...... They... The beach has landed! ”

"Even if the shore artillery and artillery are gone! And what about our field artillery ?! What about infantry artillery?! What about machine guns and cannons?! What about pre-planted mines?! What about shore defense helicopters ?! What about people?! Where are they all dead?!! ”

"Zila... They...... Rush...... The destroyer landed...... Zila ......"

“what？！”

Destroyer...... Landing? What the heck? It must be some kind of landing capsule or landing ship, right?

"Their destroyers rushed up! Logged in! Our infantry artillery can't penetrate their armor! And amphibious tanks! Double-edged helicopters! And missiles - Boom !! ”

There was a loud plosive, and Rao Mandal kept the walkie-talkie away from his ears for the first time, but the roar and electronic blindness still made his ears ring.

It seems that the situation on the other side of the intercom is bad......

However, now Mandal has no idea what else he can do, except for scolding.

In fact, he couldn't figure out what was going on on the front line.

Destroyer landing ?!

wtf！