Chapter 1281 Victory Parade 2
The parade vehicle drove smoothly along the straight Fuxing Avenue. Gu Chengyuan's gaze passed over the excited crowd and landed on the majestic steel forest further ahead.
That is where today's protagonist lies, the essence of the battle-hardened army of the Central Plains Theater.
The parade formation area in the middle section of Fuxing Avenue.
On both sides of the wide road, various heavy equipment, like silent steel behemoths, are neatly arranged in imposing square formations according to strict sequence and spacing.
The morning sun slanted across the cold armor plating, reflecting a chilling glint, while a faint smell of diesel fuel and metal filled the air.
The first thing that catches the eye is the formation of the King of Land Warfare – the Type 99A main battle tank.
Dozens of Type 99A tanks were lined up in a neat wedge-shaped attack formation. The tanks were low and imposing, and the thick wedge-shaped front armor resembled the visor of ancient heavy cavalry, exuding a sense of power and oppression.
The 125mm smoothbore gun barrel points horizontally forward, while the laser suppression system and reactive armor blocks on the turret showcase its cutting-edge technology and robust protection.
Beside each tank painted in digital jungle camouflage stands three tank crew members wearing tank helmets and the latest urban digital camouflage combat uniforms. They stand upright with piercing eyes, blending seamlessly with their steel mounts.
Following closely behind was the roaring Vulcan-191 long-range modular multiple rocket launcher formation.
On the tracked chassis, a short, thick cannon barrel stands tall, pointing towards the sky.
On the steel bodies of these "gods of war," the blackened marks left by rapid firing during battles are still faintly visible.
They represent the Central Plains Theater's powerful long-range precision strike and fire coverage capabilities. The gunners stand solemnly beside the gun carriages.
Further back is the backbone of the steel torrent—the 04A infantry fighting vehicle formation.
The streamlined hull, the weapon station consisting of a 30mm autocannon and anti-tank missile launchers, enable them to both accompany tank assaults and independently perform fire support and troop deployment missions.
Beside the tank, fully armed mechanized infantrymen stood at attention with their rifles, their eyes sharp as knives beneath their helmets.
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Finally, as the grand finale of all the ground equipment on display, the Dongfeng-41 intercontinental ballistic missile launcher formation, though consisting of only three vehicles, attracted the attention of everyone on the field!
The massive TEL integrated vehicle is like a moving steel mountain, occupying a huge space.
The robust multi-axle special chassis demonstrates its unparalleled mobility and load-bearing capacity, while the launch tubes on the vehicle, with their astonishing length and diameter, resemble a sleeping dragon, containing destructive power capable of changing the world and the highest level of strategic deterrence.
It represents the ultimate counterattack capability and survival bottom line of this new regime in the most extreme circumstances.
The number of officers and soldiers beside the formation was small, but each one of them was as if cast in steel, silently guarding this "national stabilizing sword".
Between and behind each equipment formation were formations of soldiers marching on foot.
They came from the elite units of the 1st and 2nd Group Armies, respectively!
The officers and soldiers, dressed in neat combat uniforms and holding standard Type 191 assault rifles, stood tall and attentive.
On each face, whether young or mature, was written a sense of determination, pride, and composure forged in the crucible of war.
As Gu Chengyuan's parade vehicle, number "JV.00001," slowly drove into this solemn corridor constructed of steel and flesh—
"salute--!"
As soon as the commanders of each of the marching formations gave the order, it was like a chain reaction was triggered!
Swish!Swish!Swish!
On both sides of the road, all the soldiers in the marching formations moved with breathtaking precision, raising their rifles in a lightning-fast salute!
Immediately following, a thunderous roar, like a long-accumulated volcano, erupted from the chests of tens of thousands of soldiers, converging into a steel torrent powerful enough to tear through the clouds and shake the earth:
"Greetings, Commander!"
The roaring sound surged forward along Fuxing Avenue, crashing against the ruins of buildings on both sides, creating echoes as if the entire city was responding to this loyal cry!
Standing atop the parade vehicle, Gu Chengyuan stood tall and straight like a pine tree.
Facing this magnificent array of elite weapons and loyal warriors, and amidst the deafening, heartfelt greetings, his face remained calm and composed.
He raised his right hand, which was gripping the railing, and solemnly returned a military salute.
At the same time, his gaze slowly swept over each tank, each cannon, and each young and resolute face.
His gaze lingered for a moment on the Type 99A tanks stained with the marks of war, then swept over the missile launchers representing long-range power, and finally met countless pairs of excited eyes watching him.
He spoke into the row of microphones in front of him.
The sound, amplified by an advanced sound system, was clear and steady, yet possessed a strange power that could penetrate the noise and reach the hearts of the people, responding to the soldiers' shouts:
"Hello, comrades!"
This greeting is not a condescending consolation, but an acknowledgment of those who fought side by side, and an affirmation of all the efforts and sacrifices made.
The parade vehicle, number "JV.00001," continued its journey at a constant speed along this road paved with steel, loyalty, and glory.
Wherever they went, there were rows of bayonets, booming greetings, and countless eyes filled with reverence and determination.
"Serve civilization!!!" The soldiers' even more impassioned response once again resounded through the sky.
The inspection continues.
This is a dialogue between the commander and the army, a display of will and strength, and a declaration to the world that this land has a new guardian, an invincible force has risen, and will steadfastly march toward the future.
And all of this, under the rising sun, in this newly reborn city, is composed into the most magnificent poem.
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Ten minutes later, as the inspection vehicle slowly drove past the last formation, it completed its inspection of the long steel dragon.
Amidst the resounding echo of "Serve civilization!", the "JV.00001" Mengshi vehicle smoothly turned around and returned along the route it had come from.
When Gu Chengyuan stepped onto the red steps behind the reviewing stand again, the sunlight had risen higher, elongating his tall figure and making the stars on his epaulets shine even brighter.
Below the stage, countless eyes followed him, like sunflowers following the sun.
He walked steadily up the platform and onto the podium that had been prepared for him.
The podium is made of dark solid wood, with a simple and dignified design. The emblem of the Central Plains Theater is inlaid on the front, and a microphone and an open speech are placed on the podium.
Behind them was the huge battle flag fluttering in the center of the square, and in front of them was an endless sea of soldiers and civilians and a city awakening in the distance.
Gu Chengyuan stood behind the podium, his posture as straight as a pine tree.
He did not speak immediately, but his gaze slowly and deeply swept over the sea of blue seats below the stage, over the ranks of troops standing solemnly in the distance, and over the outlines of buildings on the edge of the square that still bore the scars of war.
The entire Victory Square, and even the wider Fuxing Avenue, fell into a breathless silence at this moment.
Only the sound of the wind, the fluttering of flags, and the soft breathing of tens of thousands of people mingled together.
He raised his hand and gently adjusted the microphone in front of him.
This subtle movement was magnified by the high-definition screens throughout the venue, making it clearly visible to everyone.
Then he spoke.
The sound, transmitted through a high-quality audio system, was not particularly loud, but exceptionally clear and steady, with a unique penetrating and captivating quality that instantly captured everyone's attention.
"Comrades! Friends! Today, we gather here, in this city that we have just reclaimed from the deepest darkness and suffering—the Night Market—to solemnly assemble!"
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