Chapter 253: Intolerable, Execute the Dongfeng Plan!

In the footage, the fire in the warehouse area had been brought under control by the mechs using foam fire extinguishing agents.

Two Jigans rushed directly into the fire, using their mechanical arms to carry out the wounded trapped inside one by one.

The dormitory area was even more extreme; rioters had piled gasoline barrels outside the building to blow it up, but the mechs descended from the sky.

They used the jetpacks on their backs to fly directly to the second floor, smashing through the windows to save people.

Seven civilian officers were held in the mechs' arms in a protective posture and sent downstairs one by one, the whole process taking less than three minutes.

A young officer wearing glasses saluted the mech camera after being rescued, his eyes red: "Thank you... thank you, brothers."

The comments were instantly tearful:

"Damn, that made me cry."

"Not a single one of our soldiers can be missing."

"Mechs are awesome!"

"This is what a people's army is."

But in Tokyo itself, the style was completely different.

On social media, the reaction of ordinary Foot-Basin-Chicken citizens was panic and anger.

"Why are those right-wing lunatics causing trouble again!"

"We finally restored power, and they want to provoke Longguo again?!"

"My son works at a factory newly invested in by Longguo, and his salary has tripled! Do these people want to destroy all of this?!"

"Call the police! Catch them!"

Some even organized spontaneously, taking their phones to film the rioters' faces and uploading them to the internet in real-time to assist in the arrests.

A middle-aged woman shouted at the live broadcast camera: "We just want to live a normal life! Stop provoking Longguo! I beg you!"

Behind her was the street that had just been repaired by Longguo engineering mechs.

It had been smashed by protesters three days ago, and the Longguo garrison had deployed mechs to pave a new road in one night.

The contrast was too stark.

At 3:00 AM, all three attacks were quelled.

487 rioters were all subdued. Among them, 23 were seriously injured (all from detonating their own explosives or setting themselves on fire), and 464 were slightly injured.

Longguo garrison side: 3 slightly injured (shattered glass), no serious injuries, no deaths.

Zero damage to mechs.

"Cleaning procedure completed," Yang Rui received the report, expressionless.

He pulled up another monitoring screen, which was the official residence of the Foot-Basin-Chicken interim government Prime Minister.

Prime Minister Ishihara was sitting in his office, staring at the TV news with a pale face.

There were three phones in front of him, all ringing, but he didn't dare to answer any of them.

Yang Rui dialed the dedicated line.

Ishihara grabbed the phone as if electrocuted: "General Yang! We were completely unaware of this! It was the extremists acting on their own—"

"Twenty-seven days," Yang Rui interrupted him.

"The surrender document has been signed for twenty-seven days, and military control has been in effect for twenty-seven days. You can't even control a few extremist organizations?"

"We..."

"Or," Yang Rui's voice was colder, "you don't want to control them at all?"

Ishihara broke into a cold sweat: "No, no, no! We will investigate thoroughly immediately! All participants will be severely punished! Please give us some time—"

"Time?" Yang Rui laughed, "Prime Minister Ishihara, do you think our Longguo soldiers are here in Tokyo for a vacation?"

There was dead silence on the other end of the phone.

"Before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I want to see a report on the thorough eradication of all organizations involved in the attack. If one is missing, I will send mechs to help you find them."

After speaking, he hung up.

Yang Rui leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples.

He knew this wasn't over.

Right-wing forces had been deeply rooted in Foot-Basin-Chicken for decades and couldn't be eradicated just by signing a surrender document.

Four hundred people were suppressed today, and four thousand might pop up tomorrow.

Unless... they were completely uprooted.

At this moment, the encrypted communicator rang.

It was the highest-level channel.

Yang Rui sat up straight immediately and connected.

The holographic projection lit up, not with his superior as expected, but with Feng Yan.

"President Feng?" Yang Rui was stunned.

"General Yang, thank you for your hard work," Feng Yan's expression was calm, but there was something in his eyes that Yang Rui had never seen before.

It was the determination of someone who had completely lost patience.

"I watched the live broadcast of the attack. Your handling was professional and restrained."

"This is what we should—"

"But it's enough," Feng Yan interrupted him, "It's been twenty-seven full days. They rammed the platform with a submarine, and we gave them a chance. Now they are using suicide attacks to bomb the garrison..."

He paused and said slowly:

"Since you can't control them, don't bother."

Yang Rui's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean..."

"The supreme meeting just ended," Feng Yan pulled up an encrypted document and projected it into the air.

The document title had only four words: 【Dongfeng Plan】

Subtitle: 【Plan for the Complete Elimination of Threats Within the Solar System】

"From now on, the garrison mission is upgraded from 'military control' to 'complete resolution'," Feng Yan looked at Yang Rui.

"Your unit is now converted into a campaign advance command headquarters; complete all pre-war preparations within seventy-two hours."

Yang Rui swallowed: "President Feng, this requires international legal procedures..."

"Procedures?" Feng Yan laughed, "Did they talk about procedures when they bombed civilian platforms? Did they talk about procedures when they carried out suicide attacks?"

He put away his smile and said word by word:

"Major General Yang Rui, convey the order."

"Since some people can't learn to live in peace, let them disappear into history."

The communication was cut off.

Yang Rui sat in his chair, unable to recover for a long time.

Outside the window, the night in Tokyo was thick.

In the distance, sirens could be heard faintly; it was the Foot-Basin-Chicken police "cooperating" to clear out right-wing strongholds, but it was just a performance for Longguo to see.

But soon, there would be no need for performances.

Yang Rui opened the detailed outline of the 【Dongfeng Plan】.

The first line on the first page:

【Combat Objective: Completely dismantle all armed forces of Foot-Basin-Chicken, destroy all will to resist, and permanently incorporate the region into the Longguo administrative system】

【Estimated Duration: 72 hours to paralyze national resistance capability, complete major military operations within 7 days, and achieve administrative takeover within 30 days】

【Authorization: All necessary means except nuclear weapons may be used】

Yang Rui took a deep breath and closed the document.

He pressed the internal communication: "Notify all officers at the battalion level and above, emergency meeting in one hour."

"Also..."

He looked at the rioters being loaded onto military trucks on the monitoring screen, his eyes cold:

"Keep those 487 prisoners in solitary confinement."

"They will be the first batch of subjects for trial."

At 4:00 AM, the sky over Tokyo began to turn white.

And in the Longyin Control Center, Feng Yan stood in front of the holographic star map, looking at the red line representing the Harvesters' approach route.

Chen Guang stood beside him, reporting softly: "Torch Dragon-3's latest monitoring shows that the luminosity fluctuations of Proxima Centauri have intensified. In the past six hours, it has dropped by another 0.2%."

He pulled up the revised countdown:

【Estimated time of arrival: 4 years and 4 months】

Shortened by another month.

"Internal trouble and external aggression," Feng Yan muttered.

"Brother Feng, are we really going to fight?" Wang Hao wandered over at some point, "Our Heaven's Punishment project is at a critical stage, starting a war at this time..."

"Precisely because it's critical, we must fight," Feng Yan turned around, "Haozi, think about it, when we are building Heaven's Punishment, if the backyard is on fire every three days, how can we do this work?"

Wang Hao scratched his head: "That's true..."

"Pacify the interior before resisting the exterior," Feng Yan repeated this sentence, "This time, we must pacify it thoroughly."

He walked to the console and pulled up the East Sea map.

The Penglai was on its way back and was expected to arrive at the East Sea Theater in twelve hours.

Li Yang's holographic projection came from the bridge: "Brother Feng, the mech troops have completed pre-war maintenance and are ready to deploy at any time."

"What about Yinglong?"

"Thirty Yinglong heavy mechs, all loaded with urban combat modules," Li Yang paused, "Are we going to fight a landing battle?"

"Preferably not," Feng Yan said, "But if they force us to land... then let them see what a mech blitzkrieg is."

Chen Guang suddenly interjected: "Torch Dragon-3 intercepted new intelligence; Eagle Country and White Elephant representatives are secretly contacting the remaining Foot-Basin-Chicken high-level officials, seemingly trying to form some kind of anti-Longguo united front."

Wang Hao was amused: "Again? Haven't those 47 broken ships from last time sunk enough?"

"This time is different," Chen marked the analysis.

"They might want to strike first before we take action. For example... use the remaining submarines to launch attacks on our coastal cities."

Feng Yan's eyes turned cold.

"Notify the Navy, initiate 'Deep Sea Scavenger' operation," he ordered.

"Dig out every single Foot-Basin-Chicken submarine still in the sea for me."

"Also..."

He looked at the brightening sky in the east, his voice calm but carrying the weight of a thousand jun:

"Tell the whole world."

"Longguo's bottom line—touch it, and it means the end of your nation." ===== CHAPTER 254 =====