Chapter 89: Shock and Awe Operation Begins

One month later, the capital.

"Old Zhang, how are the preparations going? Make sure there are no leaks."

Old Luo asked grimly.

"Old Luo, rest assured! Everything has been arranged. Now who dares to provoke us at our doorstep will face a devastating strike."

Zhang Yunfeng was full of confidence, smiling.

Upon hearing this, Old Luo nodded and said, "Good! We've waited so many years; it's time to show our strength. Let's act!"

That morning, the southeastern coast.

The originally busy civilian shipping lanes and fishing operation zones were marked out as huge no‑sail zones.

The Maritime Safety Administration issued a notice ordering all unrelated vessels to stay away; the D Sea and N Sea fleets, and all ports opened simultaneously.

Destroyers, frigates, amphibious assault ships, nuclear submarines—one steel behemoth after another, like awakening lions, plowed through the white waves,

heading toward the same target.

Besides that, the refitted aircraft carrier also set sail from port.

On the surface they looked no different, but only the crew knew their carrier possessed an energy shield.

Capable of withstanding any saturation strike.

In space, ten newly launched laser satellites had silently completed networking.

Ready to provide support at any moment.

The army and air force also moved into action.

In an instant, the whole Yanhuang Guo became a precision war machine, roaring into operation.

Across the major theaters, countless green military trucks loaded with soldiers and supplies streamed along the specially opened military routes, forming a steel torrent heading for the southeastern coast.

On the highways and railways, convoys of heavy tank transporters stretching tens of kilometers rumbled with a dull roar, making the road surface tremble slightly.

At major air force bases, alarms blared one after another; squadrons of Ascending Dragon fighters shot off like arrows, screaming into the clouds to form a massive attack formation.

The sky was torn apart by the roar of engines.

The land, sea, and air forces conducted an unprecedented large‑scale mobilization!

Such a commotion could not be concealed.

The world's attention was instantly drawn to it.

Yingjiang Guo, Hall of Hundred Palaces conference room.

"God! Are they crazy?"

Five‑star General Makusi stared at the latest intel in his hand and couldn't help but let out a low growl.

On the screen, dense red arrows erupted from the Yanhuang Guo homeland like a giant net, sealing off a sea area completely.

"This is no drill! Look at their assembly areas and troop deployments—it's a standard wartime configuration!"

"The navy is blockading sea lanes, the air force is fighting for air superiority, the army is massing and preparing to cross the sea! Are they going to war with us?"

The head of the Intelligence Department turned pale, his voice trembling.

"Immediately contact our carrier battle group and rush at full speed to the target sea! Order the air force bases of the Island Nation and the Stick Nation to enter Level‑1 Combat Readiness!"

"Notify the Island Nation, the Stick Nation, and Xiangjiao Guo to dispatch their fleets immediately and cooperate with our operation! We must not let Yanhuang Guo succeed! Absolutely not!"

President Wil's face was grim as he kept snarling.

As the orders came down one after another, the massive machine of Yingjiang Guo also began to run.

Their most sensitive nerves were touched.

If Yanhuang Guo breaks through this defense line, their painstakingly built blockade will snap completely, and their hegemony over the western great ocean will collapse.

This is an outcome they cannot accept.

While global media speculated on Yanhuang Guo's intentions and world leaders' phones rang off the hook, the Yanhuang Guo Foreign Ministry held a temporary press conference.

Spokesperson Old Xia, ever calm, walked up to the podium.

Facing the countless flashing cameras and long and short guns below, he cleared his throat; his voice rang through the hall via the microphone and reached the whole world.

"According to the annual training plan of our forces, we will soon conduct a joint tri‑service large‑scale exercise in the seas and airspace near XXX."

"The exercise aims to test joint combat capability, enhance actions to safeguard national interests, and is not aimed at anyone."

The audience below erupted in an uproar.

"An exercise? All this fuss just for a drill?"

Old Xia seemed to have anticipated the reaction; his gaze swept the hall and his tone suddenly turned sharp:

"We emphasize here that this exercise is not aimed at any specific country, so please don't be nervous."

He paused briefly, then continued:

"Furthermore, during the exercise, no foreign vessel or aircraft may enter our designated exercise zone for any reason."

"Any attempt to interfere with our normal military actions will be regarded as a serious provocation, and the consequences will be borne by the offender."

The final words rang out like a hammer blow, carrying a clear warning.

As soon as the news came out, the domestic internet exploded.

Countless eyes followed the latest developments; excitement and fervor spread explosively across social media.

"An exercise? I don't believe you! Look at the exercise map—it's almost filling in XX! This isn't a naval drill, it's more like a breakthrough drill!"

"The guy upstairs has a narrow view! I declare the subject of this exercise is: how to turn a drill into real combat!"

"Haha! With over six hundred thousand troops mobilized, all the army, navy, and air force equipment brought out just for a big fireworks display? You're kidding me!"

"I just got internal news—my buddy in the Eastern Theater was ordered today to write family letters en masse. Think about it, what intensity of drill is this?"

"Brothers, enough! The instant noodles and peanuts at the supermarket downstairs have been snatched clean! I'm stocking up on beer, ready to witness history!"

"Today, we are all witnesses to history!"

Is there anyone like me who read Lan Ge's last words ten times! It's so fucking uplifting! You bear all consequences!

Good! Good! Good!

Online public opinion has already converged into a torrent.

Breaking the American blockade is a wish etched in the bones of every descendant of Yan and Huang.

Now, the long-held wish is about to be fulfilled; that kind of heartfelt excitement and pride is unstoppable.

At this moment, Qin Hao is also sitting in front of the TV in the courtyard house, watching the satellite maps and scrolling news flashes on the news.

He didn't have the wild joy and shouting of ordinary netizens, but a smile appeared on his face.

In the news footage, those warships cleaving waves, the fighter jets soaring into the sky— their very bodies flow with their own heart's blood.

That energy shield capable of making an American aircraft carrier hesitate, that Sword of Damocles hanging high above space,

are all brought from fantasy into reality by his hand.

He, Qin Hao,

Once an orphan, an ordinary youth, yet he became the behind-the-scenes mover of history's wheel.

A sense of participation and achievement never before felt fills his heart.

His gaze passed through the screen, looking toward that blue expanse of sea to the southeast, as if he had already seen victory.

Action has begun.