"Marshal, Xijing City is ahead. Those guys' air defense firepower network is still there. We can't move forward any further.)?)?)?)?)"
"Um."
He Zhenzhong stood up, sat on the sofa, raised his head, and looked at the large screen hanging in front of him. The footage detected by the fighter plane had been transmitted in real time.
Xijing, the capital of country R, is the highest power and ruling center of the entire nation. It is also a hub center in many fields such as politics, economy, culture, transportation, etc. It is also the city with the highest economic development and wealth in the world, and is the largest city in Asia.
The city is the second largest city in the world and one of the largest economic centers in the world.
Unfortunately, those are all in the past.
At this moment, in He Zhenzhong's eyes, Xijing no longer looked as bright and bright as before, but was only crowded and shabby. If Xijing used to be a rich second-generation son, then now he is just a homeless man on the street.
The high-rise buildings in the past also looked depressed because no one took care of them. The bustling streets were also closed, and the open-minded women on the streets completely disappeared, replaced by Japanese soldiers wearing shitty yellow military uniforms.
This world-famous city has been completely ruined and declined due to the war. This also represents the decline and desolation of country R.
He Zhenzhong's eyes moved slowly and landed in the center of Xijing. There was a large open space there, which was lifeless. The buildings were dilapidated and the streets were dirty. There was not a single person in sight, which seemed very out of place.
That was the area where the God of R's toilet was before. However, because he framed an agent of the Annan Empire and detonated the vx3 there, the place became a complete dead place.
Except for that place, all other places were full of vitality. At least, He Zhenzhong could see people everywhere at a glance, and even the top floors of those buildings could be seen crowded with people.
However, He Zhenzhong didn't find it strange. Before the war, this city had a population of 30,000. With the people who fled, the number would have doubled. That's why those guys dared to claim to have gathered in Xijing.
With nearly ten million troops, let's fight to the death with Country Z.
"Enlarge the picture a bit, and at the same time, send the satellite picture over."
"yes."
The high-definition images taken by military spy satellites were transmitted, and the scene of Xijing City appeared more clearly before He Zhenzhong's eyes. With the current military satellite technology of country Z, even the Japanese walking on the street could tell what brand of cigarette butts they were holding in their mouths.
See clearly.
The picture kept flashing, He Zhenzhong stared at it, and the sneer on his face became even worse. These R people are also very talented at being mice. In the outer area of Xijing City, the ground is full of criss-crossing trenches.
Anti-tank trenches, anti-aircraft trenches, and dense air-raid shelters can be seen everywhere, and those guys are like rats, constantly getting in and out.
The entire vast area has been completely transformed by these rat-like guys. There is no doubt that it is an iron barrel-like position.
"Hmph, do you want to stop the army of our country Z? You are naive."
With a cold snort, He Zhenzhong's eyes turned slightly and fell on the image of Xijing City. Through the high-definition satellite pictures, it can be clearly seen that the city is densely covered with various positions, and even those on the floors are opposite.
On the sandbags, the shadow of the Japanese is present.
During the positional battles on the periphery and then the street battles inside the city, He Zhenzhong showed a sneer on his face. Do these naive guys really want to build Xijing into the Stalingrad of the East?
While He Zhenzhong was observing the situation in Xijing City, in the headquarters of Country R located dozens of meters underground, the Japanese Minister of Military Affairs also received the news.
"Twelve Z country fighter planes, guarding a large transport aircraft?"
"Yes."
The faces of the surrounding senior generals of Country R were slightly confused. The air defense firepower network in Xijing City was complete, and the remaining fighter planes of Country R were also concentrated here. From the beginning to the end, the West City was not bombed by Country Z.
Click.
The Minister of Military Affairs clenched his fists all of a sudden, and his old face was filled with a ferocious look, and he shouted angrily: "It's that guy, the God of Death, it must be him. He is checking the situation in Xijing City, and wants to deal with it."
We launch a general offensive."
What?
grim Reaper?
As soon as they heard those two words, the bodies of these guys couldn't help but tremble, and the look of horror on their faces could not be concealed. In fact, a layer of fine cold sweat immediately broke out on the foreheads of some guys.
Can they not be afraid?
Country R has fallen from the world's second most powerful economy to this state in a short period of time. Now it can hardly even afford to eat. Their sacred toilets and sacred mountains have been destroyed, and countless people have been killed and injured. The entire
It can be said that the land of R country is littered with corpses and hungry people.
And they all knew that all of this was planned by that damn God of Death from Country Z.
call.
"kill him."
"Shoot down his fighter plane and capture him. I'm going to skin him alive."
"Inform the troops and the air force is ready to dispatch."
After being frightened, these guys screamed at the top of their lungs, and their eyes were red. When they heard the word death, they fell directly into madness.
The face of the Japanese military minister was also quite moved. Everyone in this world knows that as long as the Death is killed, the strength of the Z** team will be reduced by at least half. Without him, it is because the Death is the core of the Z** team now.
He is a soul figure.
He turned his head and looked at a major general, "Can you lock those damn Country Z fighters?"
"able."
"How many fighter jets can be dispatched immediately?"
"Sixty-five."
Click.
The guy gritted his teeth, and a ruthless look flashed across his face, "Okay, immediately lock on those damn Country Z fighters and order our fighters to take off immediately. That guy is too arrogant. He dares to come here with such a small number of troops.
Do you really think we are a bunch of pigs?"
"Hi."
These guys all laughed cruelly. It seems that the alliance between country m, country e, and country y has made those damn country z people feel threatened. The god of death even came here in person, trying to jump over the wall.