Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 233 Eight Nations Unite, Aiming at Great Xia!

"The end of the world is a crisis, but it's also an opportunity!"

During the video call, Mars's face was contorted with excitement, and his voice was highly inflammatory.

"The old order is collapsing. The Great Xia people poured all their resources into their underground cities in the Arctic, and now they're just empty shells!"

"This is our best chance!"

"If we acquire their technology, the United States will be completely free from its energy crisis!"

"We will have inexhaustible electricity to create the most powerful weapons!"

"The Eagle Nation will become great again!"

"The Eagle Nation will be great again!" Jackson repeated, his tone fervent.

Communication was cut off, and the screen went black.

Mike turned to face his breathless subordinates on the bridge.

He picked up the internal communications microphone, and his authoritative voice resounded throughout the entire fleet.

"Attention all units, this is the flagship Freedom."

"Operation 'Iron Claws' is officially launched!"

"Target: The Antarctic Ocean off the coast of Great Xia!"

"Ugh—!"

The long, deep blast of the ship's horn ripped through the deathly silence of Antarctica.

The flagship, the Freedom, began to move.

The bow crushed the floating ice on the sea surface, carving a wide track in the pale world.

Following closely behind, the Ross, Nimi, Queen Elizabeth, and Charles de Gaulle were also launched.

Six aircraft carriers, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, sailed out of the harbor.

They were surrounded by more than fifty destroyers and cruisers, forming an impenetrable protective ring.

Countless phased array radars on the ship slowly rotated, scanning every inch of the sky and sea.

Beneath the deep sea, a wolf pack of fifteen attack nuclear submarines stealthily lurks, their most deadly fangs the fleet.

Six aircraft carriers.

Three hundred and fifty new carrier-based aircraft.

More than sixty main warships and fifteen nuclear submarines.

The most elite naval forces of eight countries converged into a steel torrent, obscuring the sea.

Sunlight shone on the missile launcher, reflecting a chilling gleam.

The giant waves stirred up by the fleet crashed against an iceberg the size of a small mountain beside the shipping lane, causing it to shake violently and collapse with a roar.

This is a blatant display of military might and an undisguised threat of war.

Jackson stood on the bridge, greedily breathing in the cold air.

He firmly believed that when the Great Xia's reconnaissance satellites saw this scene, their high command would be terrified.

Finally, they bowed their heads and offered everything to the great Eagle Nation.

……

Meanwhile, in Daxia, in the Antarctic Ocean.

The combat command center of the aircraft carrier "Kunlun".

On the screen, the images transmitted back from the satellite in real time were magnified to the extreme.

It was a sea area completely covered by steel.

A massive fleet is closing in on the territorial waters of the Great Xia.

"Report!"

A young staff officer's voice rang out as he stared at the red data flashing on the screen, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Enemy formation confirmed! Six...six aircraft carriers!"

"More than sixty capital warships of various types!"

"According to intelligence and satellite monitoring, the other side has at least fifteen submarines participating in this exercise, and their whereabouts are unknown!"

He swallowed hard and looked at the general.

"General, their total tonnage and number of ships... are more than three times ours..."

Inside the command center, everyone became serious upon hearing this.

This is the largest fleet gathering on Earth since the apocalypse.

The purpose of the eight nations coming out in full force is self-evident.

"What's the panic!"

A loud shout rang in everyone's ears.

General Liu, the fleet commander, a veteran nearing sixty, had a stern face. He wasn't looking at the massive shadow on the screen.

"Three times, is that a lot?"

He slowly turned around, his sharp gaze sweeping over the young faces that were pale with tension.

"Back then, we didn't even have a decent ship!"

"Just drive the army's tanks aboard, weld them to the ship, and they'll dare to go out and confront their aircraft carrier fleet!"

"Back then, how many times larger were they than we were? Has anyone calculated it?"

The old general's voice was not loud, but every word carried immense weight.

Inside the command center, many elderly officers with gray hair stood up straight without even realizing it.

That is a memory etched into the bones and blood of the Great Xia army, a legacy of fearlessness in the face of death.

General Liu snorted and pointed to a sleek destroyer on the screen.

"Look at things now!"

"We have three aircraft carrier battle groups: 'Kunlun,' 'East China Sea,' and 'South China Sea'!"

"It has the world's top-of-the-line Type 056 10,000-ton destroyer!"

"A while ago, who was it that drove that thing outside someone's exercise area, with those three big spheres on top, hacked into their command system, and played Peppa Pig on a loop all day long?"

"It's us!!"

"Pfft—"

Someone couldn't help but laugh.

The sudden burst of laughter instantly shattered the tense atmosphere.

Many of the young officers wore strange expressions, wanting to laugh but not daring to, and their tense shoulders relaxed considerably.

General Liu's lips curled into a smile as he continued:

"The US has many ships and aircraft carriers, but so what?"

"This isn't like decades ago!"

"Everyone's holding a nuclear weapon—a card that could flip the table—who dares to go all in?"

"They came with such a large force this time, just to intimidate us with their numbers!"

"They want us to kneel down and obediently hand over the meat in our bowls!"

"And our mission is to stand here, like a nail, and hold firm!"

"Let them know that if they want to steal from us, they'll have to ask our weapons first!"

He strode to the control panel and slammed his hand down heavily on a newly unlocked top-secret document, making a loud thud.

"not to mention……"

General Liu's expression revealed a wolf-like ferocity.

"They haven't even had a chance to see our new darlings yet!"

He scanned the crowd, speaking slowly and deliberately, his voice suddenly rising in pitch.

"For this exercise, the Academy of Military Sciences' latest 'cubic nitrogen' munitions have been fully deployed!"

"You all know its data!"

"One shot would tear a gaping hole in their prized 10,000-ton cruiser, big enough for a truck to drive through!"

"Now, every one of our warships and every one of our fighter jets is equipped with this new treasure!"

He abruptly raised his hand, pointed at the dark mass of the enemy fleet, and roared.

"Now, you guys do the math for me again!"

"Between us and them, who exactly has three times the number of whom?!"

The oppressive atmosphere in the command center was instantly ignited.

The young staff officer's face flushed red, and the worry and fear in his eyes were completely consumed by a flame called "fanatical fanaticism".

Cubic nitrogen munitions!

This is no longer a simple technological upgrade; it's a generational leap!

It was a crushing defeat!

General Liu looked on with satisfaction at the high morale of the crowd and turned back to the screen.

On satellite images, the vanguard of the enemy fleet became increasingly clear.

He picked up the internal communications microphone, and his cold, authoritative voice echoed throughout the three carrier battle groups: Kunlun, East China Sea, and South China Sea.

The message spread to every destroyer, frigate, and every nuclear submarine lurking in the deep sea.

"I command!"

"All fleets, immediately enter Level 1 combat readiness!"