Warlords: I just made a little fortune, but I didn’t build a country.

At the Northern Military District Command Center, the alarm sounded like sharp arrows, piercing every inch of the air.

On the big screen, dense bright spots flashed, representing the second missile launched by the alliance army, roaring towards the military zone with a destructive attitude. The entire command center was filled with tension, and the staff frowned. They thought that the alliance army would end after launching a round of attacks, but they didn't expect there would be a second round.

The commander of the military region, Yuan Zhan, stood tall and straight like a pine tree, staring at the screen with a cold gaze. There was no panic in his eyes, only determination and resoluteness. "Activate the all-round defense system and make sure to intercept all incoming missiles again!"

Yuan Zhan's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the command center like a huge bell, making every soldier feel his determination and confidence in his own missile interception system.

In an instant, the Northern Military Region once again entered the highest state of alert. Anti-aircraft missile launchers were quickly raised, like awakened steel giants, pointing to the sky. Radars spun rapidly, capturing the trajectory of each target. Electronic warfare troops fully operated jamming equipment, trying to disrupt the guidance system of the enemy missiles.

After fierce fighting, the Northern Military Region successfully intercepted the missile attack of the Alliance Army again. In total, two rounds of missile attacks intercepted 1200 missiles from the Alliance Army, with a success rate of %.

Notify all missile brigades to prepare for a counterattack! "Yuan Zhan's voice sounded again, this time with unquestionable majesty.

At the missile launch base of the Northern Military Region, multiple missile brigades quickly took action. Missile launchers were neatly arranged, like steel lions waiting to go out. The Red Arrow III short-range missiles stood quietly on the launch pad, flashing a cold metallic luster, as if telling of the impending destruction.

Following the commander's order, the first Red Arrow III short-range missile ignited and took off. The huge roar was deafening, and blazing flames shot out from the tail of the missile, burning and distorting the surrounding air.

Immediately afterwards, the second, the third... missiles were launched one after another, and the sky was filled with dense flames, as if a giant fiery red dragon was taking off.

These missiles flew towards the eastern front of the Alliance Army at an extremely fast speed. In the air, they left behind a series of brilliant trails, like meteors streaking across the sky. On the eastern front of the Alliance Army, the soldiers were still immersed in the joy of the missile attack, not realizing the impending catastrophe.

1.2 Hongjian-III short-range missiles. This is the order issued by Yuan Zhan. No matter how long it takes, these 1.2 Hongjian-III short-range missiles must be delivered to the camp where the enemy alliance army is located to let the other side know who is the ancestor of missiles.

"Whoosh whoosh."

The missiles were like the death god that fell from the sky, and they launched a full-coverage attack on the frontline troops of the Eastern Theater of the Alliance Army. The first to suffer was the logistics department. The huge impact of the missiles directly blew off the roof of the warehouse, and the materials stored inside were instantly swept into the sky by the air waves, turning into a mess. Important materials such as food, ammunition, and medicines were destroyed in the explosion, leaving the logistics supply of the Alliance Army in a desperate situation.

Even if it was hidden very carefully, how could it escape the satellite's divine eyes and the intelligence department's all-pervasive means? Long before the alliance army marched, the location of these supplies was sent to the commander-in-chief of the Northern Military Region.

Of course, the frontline positions were not spared either. The missile explosions blew up the solid fortifications, and the American soldiers were blown away by the powerful air waves, with countless casualties. The defense line that was originally well prepared collapsed in an instant under the attack of the Red Arrow III short-range missile.

In the camp, soldiers from the United States, Russia, and the United States all fled in panic, with explosions ringing in their ears. Tents were blown up, daily necessities were scattered all over the ground, and the entire camp fell into chaos.

The artillery positions also suffered heavy damage, with each cannon being directly hit by missiles and turned into a pile of scrap metal. Before the artillerymen could react, they were swallowed up by the blast.

In the headquarters, the American commanders looked pale, horrified by the red dots flashing on the radar display. They had never expected that the counterattack from the Northern Military Region would be so swift and fierce. The communication equipment failed in the explosion, and they could not issue effective orders. They could only watch their troops fall into a desperate situation.

The explosion of the arsenal was the most spectacular scene of the attack. The missile hit triggered a chain reaction, and various weapons and ammunition continued to detonate in the explosion. A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the flames shot up into the sky, dyeing the entire sky red. The explosion was deafening, and even several kilometers away, the powerful impact could be felt.

Railways and roads were also destroyed by missiles, bridges were blown up, rails were twisted and deformed, and roads were full of craters. This completely paralyzed the transportation lines of the Alliance Army and prevented the troops from receiving timely reinforcements and supplies.

The air force base also did not escape the disaster. The missile attack destroyed the runway, hangar and aircraft. One fighter plane after another was reduced to ashes in the explosion. The coalition forces, which lost air superiority, became more passive in the subsequent battle.

Over the next day, 1.2 Red Arrow III short-range missiles continued to attack. The frontline troops of the Eastern Theater of the Alliance Army suffered heavy casualties and low morale in this devastating blow. The originally solid defense line became riddled with holes.

In addition, the arsenal, logistics department, railways, highways, air force bases, etc. were all hit, and the entire 330-kilometer defense line also suffered a heavy attack, which made the corners of Miley Arthur's mouth, which should have been proud, suddenly gloomy.

"Tens of thousands."

It was reported that the Northern Military District of the Great Qin Empire launched tens of thousands of missiles at their positions, and all of them were launched within one day. This terrifying firepower throughput made Miley Arthur feel heavy-hearted.

His Eastern Theater had to gather the strength of many countries to launch 1200 Angel missiles in half a day, but the Great Qin Empire was ten times theirs. Moreover, all the missiles they launched were intercepted by the Northern Military District of the Great Qin Empire, so their combat plan had to be changed, and they could not use missile bombardment tactics with the Great Qin Empire.

In the Northern Military Command Center, Yuan Zhan quietly watched the screen without any expression on his face. He had long anticipated the victory of this counterattack. He knew that the ambition of the alliance army would not stop because of a failure, and they would face more challenges and threats in the future.

"Notify all troops to prepare for subsequent combat." Yuan Zhan's voice was low and calm, but it revealed an irresistible power.