Chapter 1180 Kyoto Gathering Place
The moment the word "Fusang" was uttered, the air in the observation room seemed to be instantly sucked out!
Wei Jingfang, Wu Xianglin, Zhou Wei, and Wang Zhiming, these four veterans who had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the apocalypse and whose hearts were hardened to the point of iron, all changed color at this moment, and their breath caught in their throats!
Fuso!
That island nation with a century-long blood feud with Zhou Bang!
That war of aggression that lasted for more than a decade, bringing endless pain and humiliation to the Zhou people! Those sins and souls that have not yet been thoroughly accounted for!
The end times are a disaster, a catastrophe for civilization.
But as Gu Chengyuan said, it is also an opportunity! It is the best time to break all the old shackles and thoroughly settle all the blood debts of the old era!
Under the old order, constrained by complex international relations, strategic balance, and moral constraints, many things were desired but could not be done.
But now, order has collapsed, and the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak, has become an ironclad rule!
The boundaries between countries have become blurred under the threat of mutants, and the rules that once bound us have become ineffective!
"Before the apocalypse, there were some scores we didn't want to settle, but the time wasn't right, and there were too many entanglements." Gu Chengyuan's voice was like a cold wind from the far north, carrying a chilling killing intent.
"But now, the time has come!"
"The blood debt they owed must be repaid!"
"Today, let this 'firework' comfort the countless unjustly killed spirits of my Zhou Bang ancestors! And let it proclaim to this wasteland—the establishment of the 'Zhou Bang End-of-Day Emergency Military Committee' is not only for survival, but also for reckoning!"
"For the sake of our Zhou nation, so that we may stand tall in this new era with a stronger and more inviolable posture!"
Gu Chengyuan suddenly raised his hand!
Almost as soon as he raised his hand, on the screen inside the launch command vehicle, the solemn voice of the commander came through the communication channel, echoing in the silent observation room:
“发射程序最终确认！目标参数装定完毕！……. 5！4！3！2！1！ 发射！”
The order is given!
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On the screen, the tail of the towering DF-41 intercontinental ballistic missile suddenly spewed out an incomparably blazing, dazzling orange-red flame, as bright as the core of the sun!
The raging flames instantly engulfed the ground at the rear of the launch vehicle, and thick white steam and dust churned upwards!
Even through the screen and soundproofing, the enormous roar could be faintly heard, vibrating everyone's eardrums and heart!
Driven by immense power, the giant arrow, carrying the endless blood and tears of the old era and the fierce will of revenge of the new era, broke free from the earth's shackles and, with an unstoppable momentum, tore through the sky, heading towards its predetermined trajectory, towards that sinful island nation in the east!
The missile's exhaust trail drew a magnificent and resolute white path across the azure sky, like a vengeful spear piercing the enemy's heart!
The observation room was deathly silent.
Wei Jingfang, Wu Xianglin, Zhou Wei, and Wang Zhiming all stared intently at the white trail gradually receding from the screen, their chests heaving violently.
They could almost see that in the near future, the warhead carrying destruction would bloom on the territory of Japan as a cruel yet magnificent "firework" symbolizing rebirth and reckoning!
At this moment, all their doubts, resentment, and complex weighing of options seemed to be swept away by the soaring flames and this declaration of revenge that transcended history!
An unprecedented chill, a mixture of the exhilaration of bloody revenge and the pride of pioneers of a new era, shot straight up from my spine to the top of my head!
This young chairman not only possesses subversive power, but also the kind of resoluteness and ruthlessness that these old-school military men may have thought about deep down but never dared to put into practice!
He might really be able to lead them to a "light" that is completely different from the past and redefined with iron and blood!
Gu Chengyuan stood there quietly, his back silhouetted against the screen's light, seemingly merging with the departing missile, becoming the coldest yet most powerful symbol of this new era.
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The Fusō Islands, located in the southeastern part of Honshu Island, were known as "Tokyo Bay" before the apocalypse.
The former global metropolis has now been completely transformed.
The endless forest of reinforced concrete has mostly been reduced to shattered skeletons, or covered and devoured by eerie, dark purple fungal forests that reek of humus. The city is teeming with zombies, rising and falling like a solidified black tide...
However, in the center of this graveyard of civilizations, one area abnormally maintains a distorted, highly organized "order".
This is the Kyoto area, the capital city of Japan.
It was not built on the ruins of old Kyoto, which would have been too scattered and difficult to defend. The remaining forces of Fusang demonstrated their unique engineering and organizational capabilities under extreme circumstances, choosing the relatively remote East Port Bay itself as their base.
The core of the settlement is built on a giant offshore platform spanning from Urayasu to Kisarazu, formed by artificial reinforcement and land reclamation.
This enormous, unparalleled arc-shaped platform, like a thick arm, partially encircles the bay, sheltering a relatively calm body of water and making it the "inner lake" and natural harbor of the settlement.
The platform itself is constructed using the framework of a giant ship that sank in the bay before the apocalypse and the steel bars of dismantled buildings, mixed with quick-drying cement and an unknown biological adhesive. Its surface is rough and solid, presenting a dark and lifeless color.
On the platform, tens of thousands of buildings are densely packed and stacked one on top of another. Most of these buildings are low and square, made of a variety of materials, including neatly cut precast concrete slabs and frames welded from twisted steel recovered from the ruins, covered with rusted iron sheets or thick impact-resistant composite panels.
They were packed tightly together, leaving almost no extra space, forming a suffocating, honeycomb-like three-dimensional maze.
Narrow passageways, barely wide enough for a few people to walk side by side, meander through these buildings like a spider web. Most areas are perpetually dark, relying on sparsely spaced fluorescent tubes that flicker with an unsteady light for illumination.
On the periphery of the settlement, especially on the landward side, stands a formidable composite defensive wall.
The wall is not vertical, but rather at a certain angle, and is made of thick steel plates, concrete blocks, and sharp metal barricades embedded in them.
On the top of the wall, automatic machine gun turrets, flamethrowers, and searchlights were densely arranged. The cold muzzles and lamps, like vigilant compound eyes, scanned the ruins outside the wall, which were occupied by death and mutation, day and night.
In the bay, near the platform, are some crudely modified, rusty, and patched vessels, ranging from small patrol boats to cargo ships that can barely sail. They are the lifeline for the settlement to maintain a weak connection with the outside world (mainly other remaining outposts on the Fusang Islands).
The entire Kyoto community was under the control of an organization called the "Kyoto Restoration Association".
This is not a democratic institution. Its core is composed of the pre-apocalyptic Japanese imperial family, the nobility, representatives of large conglomerates, former high-ranking government officials, and surviving military generals. It operates under a highly centralized, hierarchical, and militarized system of control.
The "Control Army" under the "Revival Society" is the main force for maintaining order and defense. They are equipped with stockpiled standard weapons, wear uniform but obviously worn dark blue uniforms, and have absolute authority.
Alongside them were "private soldiers" loyal to the royal family, the Chinese, and major financial groups. They were often better equipped and acted more arrogantly.
The top floor of the entire Kyoto community is occupied by the core members of the "Revival Society" and their families, who enjoy a relatively "comfortable" life and absolute security.
The middle level consisted of technicians, skilled workers, and lower-ranking officers; they were the backbone of maintaining the settlement's operation and barely made ends meet.
At the bottom level are the ordinary survivors who make up the vast majority of the population. Like worker ants, they do the most arduous and dangerous work.
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