"Woo -"
on the third day after the failure of the attack by Colonel John and the commandos, a shrill alarm sounded over Kingston, and more than five million people quickly fled.
It wasn't long before the alarm went off that shells appeared in the sky, pouring down like rain, hitting the city walls and military strongholds.
Kingston's air defense system also started rapidly, and countered at the first time. Countless guns were launched to intercept and kill enemy missiles with huge damage.
"Boom -"
the shells of both sides collided fiercely in mid air, burst out bright flames one after another, and then fell into the desert whistling.
However, a lot of shells fell into the city, several restaurants and houses collapsed, and the puzzle model near the wujiaogong palace became pieces.
Fortunately, Princess Yan had been prepared for many times to remind the public to hide in the air raid shelter when they heard the alarm, so there were not many casualties in these rounds of bombing.
"The first battalion continued to confuse each other's satellite observation by releasing thick smoke as planned."
"The three battalions immediately rushed to the west gate to block the bombed city wall as soon as possible to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to get in."
"When the communication company builds the lines between the east gate and the south gate, it must keep the communication between each shift smooth."
"The sixth artillery battalion has exposed its position. Give up the position and hide in the bunker. The eighth artillery battalion will start its position and carry out the next round of interception..."
At the moment, in the command room on the third floor of wujiaogong, Wei Xuan is staring at the big screen and giving instructions with his walkie talkie. He is strict but calm.
In the command room, there are more than a dozen Wei Xuan cronies, staring at the screen, constantly analyzing the situation of the war, and at the same time, sending one command after another into the army, ready to block the coalition.
Yan Fei, South Korea and Yan Huang can engage in intelligence, money and assassination, but armed confrontation and positional warfare still need Wei Xuan to take charge of the overall situation.
Even though the air raid was still fierce for an hour.
After the air raid stopped, Wei Xuan took his walkie talkie and sent out a series of instructions, asking his men to build bunkers and count the number of casualties.
After the busy work, Wei Xuan took a bottle of soda, poured more than half of it into the corner room, where sat Yan Fei and Han Di and others.
"Concubine, the cannonball was launched by cosmos-1. The number of cannonballs was no less than 500. We intercepted 90% of the cannonball effectively, but it also consumed nearly half of our cannonball."
"We must find a way to replenish our ammunition, or we will never be able to fight back with a few more such air strikes."
Wei Xuan sat down in a chair, eyes with a dignified: "just don't know if our arms channel is normal..."
As soon as the voice fell, the door was knocked again. Xiaomei and Xiaoju walked in quickly, with a solemn look on their faces:
"princess, East Timor, Wuda and other eight countries have formed 300000 allied forces, and are marching from desert avenue to Kingston."
"Brother Wei, all arms dealers told us to stop all arms supply and not trade at ten times the price."
"Brother Han, the funds that we didn't have time to withdraw have been frozen, and Crocodile Bank has been blocked all over the world."
Xiaomei and Xiaoju report to Yanfei and South Korea: "the oil channel has also been blocked."
"Although those small oil countries are unwilling, they are helpless. They dare not offend the wall family."
Xiaoju added: "otherwise, they will be the next to be blown up."
South Korea heard the words passing by a touch of cold light, then cold hum: "worthy of a hundred years of family, not only rich in resources, but also ruthless."
Yan Huang also wry smile: "yes, cut off money, cut off oil, cut off arms, recruit thorn in our weakness."
Without money, we can't buy necessities. Without oil, tanks and military vehicles become waste. Without arms, we can't fight a tough battle with the coalition forces.
Yan Fei raised her head and looked at Korea: "Korea, don't you withdraw part of the funds ahead of time? How many can be circulated? "
South Korea took over the topic quietly: "three billion dollars, and about five tons of gold and jewelry."
"In addition, there are 200 billion assets that can't be realized, but they are distributed all over the world, and they are still different heads of households, which can't work in wartime."
He knew very well in his heart that once the war started, the figures on the book would be discarded, so he would use all his relations to withdraw cash as soon as possible.
However, due to strict foreign exchange control and short time, South Korea and the mainland can only withdraw US $3 billion.
Yan Fei nods and keeps the number in mind. She doesn't ask Yan Huang and Wei Xuan about the money in their hands. They don't have too much money to support so many people.
She looked at Wei Xuan again and asked, "Wei Xuan, military supplies, oil and ammunition, if there is a comprehensive embargo, how long will it last?"
Wei Xuan did not hide: "if it is a small campaign, hundreds or thousands of people's skirmish, three months will not be a problem."
"If it's a big battle and we all fight with tens of thousands of troops, we'll run out of ammunition and food in a week at most."
"Moreover, oil is also a hard wound. Once it becomes a lonely city, not only tanks and artillery need oil, but also basic necessities of life and clothing can't leave..."He told the crowd honestly: "more than five million people, three days can consume the oil I brought, and then almost sit on the deathbed."
"I understand the situation."
Yan Fei slightly straightened up, and then looked around: "now we need to do three things."
"First, in South Korea, you ask people to rush to buy daily necessities in nearby cities with us dollars. You can buy as many as you can, and if necessary, you can eat big customers."
"At the same time, you smash out three tons of gold and jewelry, and contact the godfather of bear country, mex, to buy arms and oil in the name of Ye Tianlong."
"Triple the price."
"The wall family can deter most of the world, but there is still something beyond its reach. It can't control the bears."
She looked at Korea: "so as long as it is profitable, plus Ye Tianlong's kindness, mex will trade with us."
When he heard that he wanted to trade with mex, Han Di was a little resistant, because he knew that it was Ye Tianlong's sworn brother, and he bowed to Ye Tianlong.
However, he also knew that the situation was critical, so he nodded for the sake of the overall situation: "I understand, I will contact mex..."
"Wei Xuan, you should send people to build more city defense, lay out more traps and smoke, and reduce the consumption of weapons and ammunition."
"At the same time, we should try to evacuate the public and reduce the survival pressure of Kingston."
"Although we can use the citizens as shields and force the coalition forces not to bombard indiscriminately, we can not do such shameless things."
When Wei Xuan nodded gently, Yan Fei looked at Yan Huang again and said, "Yan Huang, now it's time to use your magic weapon."
"Although there are 300000 people in the G8 coalition forces, there must be many loopholes in the just integration. You arrange loyal killers to assassinate all their generals."
"In this way, we can not only disturb their morale, but also slow down their siege of Kingston and let us win more time."
"There may be too many dead generals for the coalition to reach Kingston."
Her eyes showed a sense of self-confidence: "the situation is grim, but we always have to struggle, hoping to win a good start..."
Yanhuang straightened up and said, "I understand. I'll take action tonight."
"Sister Fei, sister Fei, Xiao Lan is back..."
At this moment, another woman knocked on the door and reported with joy:
"she also brought back ansna from the state of Xiong, the first assassin of China, Ma Yi..."