College Entrance Examination Failure Travels to 1931 and Strike Dongjing

Chapter 334: The Rice Empire is full of soldiers

When the news of the Qin Empire's impending full-scale attack shrouded the Rice Empire like a haze, the entire country seemed to be caught in the center of a storm of fear and anger.

Luo Xifu, the leader who shouldered heavy responsibilities at this critical moment, knew that the situation had reached a critical moment of life and death.

He stood on the steps of the Capitol, his eyes firmly fixed on the people below, his voice carried through the loudspeakers to every corner of the city: "As long as the country exists, the people exist! We will never allow foreign enemies to trample on our homeland! Take up arms and launch a national defense war for our land, our families, and our freedom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a spark thrown into a pile of dry firewood, instantly igniting the anger in the hearts of the people.

In the Rice Empire, guns were already quite popular, and people might have led peaceful lives on weekdays, but at this moment, facing the huge threat from the Qin Empire, anger completely broke through the shackles of fear.

In the streets and alleys, people could be seen everywhere, weapons drawn, their eyes burning with fighting spirit, loudly swearing to fight the Qin Empire to the bitter end. Their flushed faces, filled with determination and unwillingness, seemed to declare to the world that they would never surrender to any foreign invasion.

As the call was issued, people from all over the country responded one after another. Countless young people bid farewell to their families and resolutely rushed to the military camp to sign up to join the regular army.

Suddenly, the recruitment office was thronged with people, and the lines stretched as far as the eye could see. From bustling cities to remote towns, every corner of the country contributed to this defense.

Soon, the Rice Empire formed a regular army of tens of millions of people. They were dressed in uniform uniforms, holding sophisticated weapons, and conducting intense and orderly drills on the training ground. Their slogans were deafening, demonstrating their strong combat effectiveness and firm beliefs.

And the even greater force comes from the more than 40 million defenders.

They formed a militia, and while their discipline was relatively loose, their fighting spirit was incredibly high. These defenders came from various villages and communities, all native-born citizens. On ordinary days, they were either simple farmers or hardworking workers, but now they took up their guns, spontaneously organized, and defended their hometown.

They established defensive fortifications in familiar villages and communities. The older men were responsible for organization and coordination, while the younger ones patrolled day and night, quickly passing on any unusual activity.

The streets of the city were bustling with activity. In the blacksmith shops, furnaces burned brightly as blacksmiths toiled day and night, crafting weapons for the soldiers.

The women gathered together to sew clothes and prepare dry food for the soldiers on the front line.

At school, teachers organized evacuation drills for students and taught them basic defense knowledge. Everyone knew that this war was a matter of life and death for the country and the future of everyone.

Amidst this nationwide rebellion, tension hangs in the air.

People kept an eye on the news from the front and worried about the progress of the war. But at the same time, the power of anger and unity also brought the whole country together.

Whether it is the regular army or the militia, everyone is ready to fight a desperate battle with the Qin Empire on this land with love for their homeland and hatred for the invaders.

They firmly believe that as long as the whole country is united, they will be able to defend the dignity of the country and protect their own homes.

Ye Daofu also knew that the Rice Empire had now formed a huge counterattack force, but he didn't care.

In the Strait of Bethlehem, with howling winds and surging waves, a thrilling naval battle took place fiercely.

The attacking side was the navy led by Stalin. In this battle, he demonstrated strong military power and determination to attack.

In the first wave of attack, four hundred warships sailed towards the coastline of the Rice Empire like steel behemoths. The warships carried more than half a million navy, and the lineup was huge.

The battle began, with Stamford leading the airstrike. Sixth-generation fighter jets streaked across the sky like black lightning, their sharp whistles tearing through the heavens.

The fighter planes formed neat formations and dived down towards the defensive fortifications on the coastline of the Rice Empire.

Precision-guided bombs roared out from the belly of the fighter plane, trailing long trails of flame as they accurately struck the coastal bunkers. In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, explosions were deafening, and the bunkers collapsed in the violent blasts, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

At the same time, the naval guns roared. Warship after warship fired volleys, their massive muzzles spewing blazing flames as shells rained down on the coast. Each bombardment caused a violent tremor, and the coastal defenses were instantly shrouded in smoke.

Under the powerful firepower suppression, the rice empire's coastal defense line suffered severe damage, the fortifications were riddled with holes, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.

However, faced with such a fierce attack, the million-strong defenders of the Rice Empire did not retreat.

Burning with the rage to defend their homeland, they held their ground like a rock. Despite the constant fall of their comrades, the survivors remained undaunted, rising from the rubble and continuing their tenacious resistance. They relied on the remaining fortifications and launched a counterattack against the invaders with their weapons.

Light and heavy machine guns spewed out flames, and bullets flew like locusts towards the warships on the sea; the mortars were not to be outdone, and one shell after another exploded on the sea, splashing high columns of water in an attempt to disrupt the enemy's offensive rhythm.

On the battlefield on the coast, the air was filled with smoke, and the sounds of shouting, killing, and gunfire were intertwined.

The soldiers of the Rice Empire shuttled through the hail of bullets. Some of them were seriously injured, but they still gritted their teeth and continued to fight; some soldiers, in order to blow up the approaching landing craft, rushed towards the enemy with explosives and died together with the enemy.

Although they suffered heavy losses under Stamford's powerful firepower attack, their will to resist became even stronger.

Seeing that the enemy suffered such heavy casualties but still fought so tenaciously, Stamu couldn't help but admire them.

"I admire their spirit. They are true warriors. Unfortunately, they are my fathers. I can only eliminate them."

"Commander Sdam, the American Empire is so stubborn in resisting us that even if we manage to get through, we will be wiped out. We have also lost a lot of landing ships."

"It's okay. Casualties are inevitable. We are warriors of the Great Qin Empire now. We absolutely cannot bring shame to His Majesty!"

"Pass on my order. All warships continue to bombard the enemy coastline for half an hour. I don't believe these bastards won't come out even if they hide underground."

Another wave of heavy bombardment shattered the rice empire's defensive offensive.

Behind the battlefield of the Bethlehem Strait, the frontline commander of the Rice Empire huddled in a dark and damp underground air-raid shelter, surrounded by the pungent smell of gunpowder and sweat.

The walls trembled under the fierce enemy fire, and dust fell from them. The commander's face was charred black, sweat mixed with dirt and dripping down his cheeks. He gripped the communication device tightly with both hands, his voice trembling with tension and anxiety. "Mr. Tong, the enemy's fire is too fierce! Every round of shelling is like the end of the world. Our soldiers have suffered heavy casualties. We are pinned down and cannot even raise our heads to fight back. Request immediate aircraft support to bomb their warships, otherwise our defense will collapse completely!"

On the other end of the line, Luo Xifu's expression was solemn, his brows knitted into the shape of a "川" character. He knew the situation was critical, and without hesitation, he quickly issued an order: "Approve the support request. Three hundred aircraft will take off immediately and strike the enemy head-on!"

At almost the same time, in the distant Florida region, the shadow of war was equally heavy.

Hitler, riding a tall horse, stood majestically at the front. Behind him was a vanguard of 400,000 soldiers, all dressed in neat uniforms, their bayonets gleaming coldly in the sunlight. At Hitler's command, the horn of war sounded once more.

He joined forces with General Sun and General Chen to launch a new round of fierce attacks on the Rice Empire.

In an instant, cannons roared and flames shot into the sky.

Shells streaked across the sky like meteors, slamming into enemy positions with destructive force. Smoke billowed across the battlefield, obscuring the sky and the sun. The once bustling city was instantly reduced to ruins under the baptism of artillery fire.

Broken walls and ruins can be seen everywhere, and the burning buildings make crackling sounds, as if crying out the cruelty of war.

The combined forces of both sides exceeded four million, and the battle entered a white-hot stage.

The rice empire's defense line was crumbling under the powerful offensive. Although the soldiers resisted stubbornly, they were ultimately unable to withstand the overwhelming attack and were beaten back step by step.

Seeing this good opportunity, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Hitler's eyes. He waved his hand and led 300,000 troops to launch a super lightning tactic.

The soldiers moved in and out like a surging tide, breaking through the enemy's defenses at an astonishing speed and advancing rapidly to other states. Wherever they went, the enemy was overwhelmed and had no time to organize effective resistance.

The situation of this war is developing in a direction that is extremely favorable to the attacking side, while the Rice Empire is caught in an unprecedented crisis.