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In the capital, soon after the battle in the inland sea area broke out, the command received chilling news—the Inland Sea Fleet was defeated.

This elite fleet used by the world government to guard the maritime gateway, with hundreds of main battleships, thousands of naval fighter planes, and hundreds of thousands of naval officers and soldiers, was defeated just like that.

Not even a detailed battle report could be sent back.

Because the officers and soldiers of the Inland Sea Fleet on the front line had no idea what was happening. They only knew that the enemy launched an attack from underwater, and any countermeasures were ineffective. Their own warships were sunk one after another, and the entire fleet was destroyed.

The capital is only over 100 kilometers away from the coastline, which sounds like a certain distance, but from the macro battlefield scale, they are almost next to each other.

The Inland Sea Fleet had previously assembled in an attempt to use its overwhelming naval advantage to block the rebels from crossing the river to the west, forcing them to suspend their offensive or launch an attack from remote shallow areas.

If the rebel offensive were to pause, that would be just what they want.

With the rich resources and war potential of the Western Region, giant companies can directly and efficiently arm a large number of troops and cultivate countless extraordinary people. After catching their breath, they can launch a major counterattack.

If the rebels attack from the shallow area, they will have to face a number of war fortresses that have been built long ago. Those places have no strategic value, but they are the only way to attack the western area. The rebels will be in a dilemma whether to fight or not.

We can completely rely on numerous bunkers to wait for the enemy to tire themselves out, use our depth to drag the rebels into the quagmire of war, and cause great damage to their manpower.

As for the fall of the inland sea

No one had ever thought of such a thing.

In the assessment of the top leaders in the capital, the Inland Fleet is impossible to defeat.

How could the rebels fight against an entire fleet when they didn't even have a decent warship? Could they rely on kayaks?

Even if the opponent has a person who has been implanted with a full-body Apocalypse 1 prosthesis and can conduct aerial combat, he is only one person after all, and the combat range he can cover is extremely limited.

Even if we use the military production lines in industrial cities to produce warships, it will take several years.

As for the electronic virus in the hands of the rebels, the world government forces had already taken precautions against it because it had demonstrated extremely powerful dominance in the Battle of Iron Sun.

All equipment that relies on electronic systems for operations has set the highest priority for manual operation and has been disconnected from the Internet.

All interfaces that can interact with external data are closed and enter offline mode, requiring manual operation.

For those that are too highly informationized and cannot be used without data interaction, simply don't use them. In any case, you will never leave a backdoor for the other side's hackers.

The impact of this extreme approach is enormous, directly reducing the army from informatization to mechanization.

But there's no doubt that it's worth it to fight the rebel hackers.

However, no one expected that even after such a level of preparation and taking all aspects into consideration, the rebels actually managed to defeat the Inland Sea Fleet head-on.

The fall of the Inland Sea means that the gates of the capital are wide open, and the rebels can head straight here after landing.

The capital was originally far away from the war, and as a capital city, material supplies were a high priority, so various aspects were not greatly affected by the war.

But once the Inland Sea fell, the related news ignited panic in the city like a raging fire.

Countless military vehicles are speeding on the capital's main traffic arteries, and officers at all levels of the capital's army are rushing to the city's outer defense line.

On the public communications spectrum, every radio, every TV, every radio is broadcasting the same content:

"The following is an emergency evacuation order. All residents of the capital are requested to return home immediately, prepare water, food, and daily necessities, and wait for instructions from community personnel. This is not a drill. Repeat, this is not a drill!"

The evacuation order was issued too suddenly, and the people in the capital seemed very panicked. Residents, sheriffs, and even soldiers could see cold sweat on their foreheads.

At first, some people thought this might be a farce, until countless white waves streaked across the sky, a large number of fighter jets tore through the clouds, and heavy transport boats carrying Titan mechas flew over the city, only then did everyone realize that something really had happened.

The entire city fell into chaos in a very short period of time. Pedestrians were in a panic, screaming and pushing away the people around them, trying to escape back home as quickly as possible. The crowded crowd squeezed out families, children's cries were heard everywhere, and countless parents were calling their children's names, but they were squeezed so hard that they could not tell where they were.

The lanes were completely blocked by the chaotic traffic. Some people abandoned their cars and fled on foot, while some stubborn car owners continued to honk their horns in their cars, and some even lost their minds and stepped on the accelerator, trying to push over the car in front.

The original order suddenly collapsed under the pressure, and the shadow of war loomed over the city.

The highest headquarters in the capital.

The atmosphere seemed to be stagnant, making it hard to breathe.

The commanders of the Capital Army Group sat on both sides of the long conference table, looking nervous and serious. Each of them had a deep sense of uneasiness on his face, as if they had aged many years overnight.

A holographic war map of the inland sea was displayed on the headquarters screen. Red marks were densely packed all over it, like shocking bloodstains on the battlefield. Each mark represented a destroyed warship.

The Inland Sea Fleet commander reported solemnly: "This is what happened. Our Inland Sea Fleet encountered an unknown attack. The Cangming flagship was destroyed on the spot, and the rest of the fleet also lost more than half of their forces."

"The surviving ships are currently retreating to the coastline, preparing to rely on shore-based fortifications to block the enemy's offensive."

The commanders all looked very unhappy as they listened to the commander's report.

The news of the collapse of the Inland Sea Fleet came too suddenly, and was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the command center.

Although in this era, the army focuses on training extraordinary people and the traditional navy is not valued, it is unacceptable that the Inland Sea Fleet was defeated inexplicably.

The head of the World Government sat on the main seat and asked solemnly, "Have you figured out the enemy's attack methods?"

Commander of the Inland Sea Fleet: "We have not figured it out yet. We only know that the enemy launched the attack from underwater. In addition, there is intelligence that seems to mention that submarine sonar detected a large number of humanoids in the deep sea."

Someone asked tentatively: "Frogmen?"

The Inland Sea Fleet commander shook his head. "The possibility is very low. Frogmen cannot dive as deep as submarines. Moreover, frogmen are mainly used for small-scale special operations. There has never been a precedent in the history of warfare where frogmen have defeated an entire fleet head-on."

A depressing atmosphere permeated the headquarters. Some people began to feel creepy and vaguely sensed that some terrifying existence was spreading here.

"Ding-ling-ling--" Just when there was dead silence all around, the shrill ring of a telephone suddenly rang, breaking the brief silence.

Everyone looked up at the same time, their eyes fixed on the phone.

The leader picked up the call and after listening for a moment, his face turned pale, his eyes widened, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The hand holding the receiver was trembling slightly, as if trying hard to control its emotions.

The commanders around them suddenly felt their hearts in their throats.

The leader put down the phone, looked at everyone present, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Just now, all the shore-based defense fortifications fell."

This sentence hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. A commotion broke out in the meeting room, and the commanders looked at each other in astonishment. The air seemed to freeze.

Someone asked in horror: "How could it fall so quickly! Are those rebels human? They didn't even need to rest after the sea battle?!"

No one answered his question because no one knew the answer.

The enormous pressure weighed on everyone's heart, making them feel an indescribable suffocation.

The fall of the shore-based fortifications means that the rebels have established a complete sea crossing channel, which can continuously transport troops to the west coast.

The capital is only a hundred miles away from the inland sea coast. If the sea gate has fallen, the rebels can easily attack the heart of the capital if they want. This is obviously unacceptable.

"Ding-ling-ling--" Just then, another phone call rang. It was the red phone on the table ringing.

This is a dedicated communication line with the giant's headquarters. It is not easily activated under normal circumstances and will only be connected in emergencies or when important matters need to be negotiated.

The ringing of the red phone made everyone's eyes light up, as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw, and the leader quickly walked over to answer it.

The leader picked up the phone and listened for a moment before reporting to the person on the other end, "The coastal area adjacent to the capital has fallen, and the rebels are advancing rapidly. It is expected that they will be at the gates of the city within a few days."

"The Capital Army has been fully assembled and a complete defense line has been set up in the city. We have also issued an evacuation order for the entire city, asking all residents to return home to ensure that they will not interfere with the possible offensive and defensive battles."

The leader kept reporting on the latest situation, and then began to listen to the other side's response.

The process was not long, only a few minutes, but in the tense atmosphere, everyone felt that every second was like a year.

After the red phone was hung up, the leader looked at everyone. His expression was complicated. He felt somewhat relieved, but also confused and helpless.

"There is good news," he said. "The headquarters of the giant enterprise has sent its most elite extraordinary people to participate in the defense of the capital, including three of the strongest people in the world who have reached the peak of the seventh stage."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was obvious that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the originally depressing atmosphere relaxed a little.

At present, it seems that there are only two strong people in the rebel camp whose strength has reached the peak of the seventh stage, namely Fenrir and Dongdong.

We have three top fighters on our side, and a bunch of second-tier strongmen in the sixth and fifth stages. At least we have an advantage in terms of extraordinary power.

Combined with the Capital Army, the most powerful government army in the world, and the advantage of fighting at home, the chances of winning are very high.

But from the cold sweat on the leader's forehead, everyone knew that he had more bad news to tell him.

"The bad news is that in order to cope with the adverse effects that may result from a failed war, the "ultimate insurance" for all mankind in the "Sky City" is already on standby."

The leader's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his voice couldn't stop trembling: "If we lose the battle to defend the capital, we will be the sinners of all mankind."

At this time, the capital has entered the highest level of combat readiness. The retractable defense wall that is only activated in wartime rises from the outer surface, surrounding the entire city within the metal barrier like a huge iron curtain.

The soldiers at the combat posts are fully armed, wearing heavy bulletproof vests, holding sophisticated automatic rifles, staring intently at the distant horizon, while some are holding high-powered telescopes, observing any enemy situation that may appear at any time.

There is a fortress turret every few dozen meters on the city wall, and the gun barrels flash with a cold metallic luster. In order to prevent hackers from controlling them, they have removed the information modules and rely purely on mechanical systems and manual operations.

The gunners stood in front of the base and debugged the complex control panel. The red and green indicator lights kept flashing, displaying real-time data of various parameters to ensure that every device was in the best condition.

In the streets behind the city walls, a large number of defensive positions for street fighting have been set up. Solid sandbags are piled up like mountains to form defensive barriers, and there are also barbed wire and obstacles for counterattacks.

At the same time, there are snipers hiding in high windows on every street corner and in every alley, with sniper rifles in their hands ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.

The armored forces also assembled, and the soldiers boarded their respective armored vehicles in an orderly manner. The drivers and gunners each performed their duties in the small space.

The tank engines emitted a deep and powerful roar, as if giant steel beasts were roaring. They were hidden behind bunkers with only the gun barrels sticking out, ensuring that they could pour out their firepower while minimizing the impact surface.

Hundreds of Titan mechas stand at various strategic locations. These war weapons that originally had unmanned automatic combat modules have entered a "retro" manual control mode. They may have become bulky as a result, but they are still the backbone of head-on confrontation.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current capital is a war meat grinder.

If the enemy wants to attack the capital, they must first face a battle to break through the outer barriers. They must charge through preset minefields and heavy artillery fire, and it is very likely that they will lose half of their troops before they even engage in close combat.

Even if the rebels desperately break through the outer defense line and attack the city, what awaits them will be the most unsolvable and bloodiest war mode in human warfare history - street fighting.

The elite soldiers of the Capital Army will rely on the endless buildings to wait for the opportunity, fire cold shots at any time, set booby traps everywhere, and fight street battles with the rebels in every inch of strategic location to drain their last drop of blood.

It would be best if the rebels could not bear the high casualties and chose to carry out indiscriminate bombing on all kinds of buildings.

This foolish move will allow the world to see the true face of the rebels. As long as the civilian casualties are slightly exaggerated and then widely reported by the media, the foundation of the rebels' existence will be shaken.

In any case, the capital has been turned into a meat grinder, just waiting for the rebels to arrive. Their bodies and ambitions will be buried here!