At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier.

Chapter 48 Modern Firepower Showdown Against the Devouring Beast Horde

The combat troops stationed around London acted quickly after receiving orders from their superiors, but their efficiency was far inferior to that of the Xia Kingdom; it was only the efficiency of a normal army.

Currently, the Royal Air Force of the United Kingdom has the following strength: 564 fixed-wing aircraft, of which only 130 are fourth-generation fighters, 34 are fifth-generation fighters purchased from the United States, and 267 attack helicopters.

Royal Army: 213 main battle tanks, 652 armored vehicles, 756 troop carriers, 623 heavy combat vehicles, 57 self-propelled howitzers, 29 rocket launchers, and 126 towed artillery pieces.

Royal Navy: Two Queen Elizabeth-class medium-sized nuclear-powered aircraft carriers with 36 fourth-generation carrier-based aircraft, six medium-sized destroyers, 13 frigates, and four Vanguard-class nuclear submarines.

Of course, it is impossible for a Royal Army general at a mere London military base to mobilize all the military forces. Moreover, there are 31 generals in total, and a single general can mobilize at most 20 to 30 main battle tanks, dozens of armored vehicles, and a maximum of 7,000 combat personnel.

The army is alright, but the navy is riddled with redundant officers and soldiers. There are as many as 137 naval admirals, which far exceeds the number of warships.

These generals all come from powerful families and are of hereditary noble birth. Ordinary soldiers can only reach the rank of lieutenant at most, and those who want to climb to the rank of colonel need direct connections with the national social hierarchy.

Military bases around London were fully mobilized, with main battle tanks and armored vehicles being rolled out of storage depots. Most of these main battle tanks were not used more than twice a month.

A fleet of armed helicopters with their rotors roared as they swept across the skies over London, and citizens preparing to take shelter from the impending earthquake looked up at the helicopters in the sky.

"Are the Royal Army helicopters heading to the place where the pillar of light rose up not long ago?"

"Definitely, after all, it's a miracle."

"If a major earthquake weren't about to hit, I would have driven there to take a look."

"Oh! Shit, I just paid off the mortgage on my apartment!"

"Mom, I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, as long as you follow Mom to a safe place, everything will be fine."

"Don't push, don't make noise or trample, don't climb over the wall, and enter the open area one by one." The community police officer whistled desperately, but he still couldn't stop those who were climbing over the wall and pushing. He couldn't control them and was too lazy to care. He just needed to whistle twice.

Community police are just part-time police officers, similar to neighborhood security in Xia Country, but with the added work of auxiliary police. Why risk your life for a few thousand pounds a month? Do whatever you want.

“Good lambs, those who are willing to obey the Lord’s commands, please follow my steps and obey my arrangements.” A Protestant priest held up a Bible and shouted, “The monastery provides clean drinking water and bread, as well as eggs and milk. Please do not crowd.”

After saying that, he added, "May the Lord's light shine upon you."

The crowd that had been pushing and shoving calmed down when they saw the priest holding up the Bible. Compared to the police and the royal army, they trusted the church, which occasionally brought them food and eggs.

"The method taught by Bishop Walter is really effective," the priest muttered quietly as he watched the crowd quickly quiet down and choose to follow his instructions.

In the past, he had read the words of the Bible to the people countless times, and at most they would respond to him politely a couple of times. Otherwise, he would just do his own thing and basically ignore him.

The monastery receives money and various supplies from the Anglican Church every month. All of this money comes from donations from believers all over the world, and it is given away every month except for the daily expenses.

Anyway, all the accounts are recorded in the Anglican Church's ledger, which is a good way to improve the public's goodwill towards the monastic order. Using public money to buy the prestige of one's own church. Oh Lord, this is all taught by Catholic bishops, and has nothing to do with me, a Protestant.

The central square in London was now packed with people, each with an expression of anxiety, unease, and frustration.

There was a commotion, angry shouts of protest against the parliament's inaction, and some people even unfurled banners to protest against the parliament.

"Protest! We demand that the National Parliament provide us with essential supplies!"

"Exactly! We are all taxpayers!"

"The police must protect our property!"

"Resign! The Prime Minister must resign! We protest the Prime Minister's inaction!" "We also demand the truth about those man-eating monsters be revealed!"

"We British citizens have the right to know the truth!"

"The National Parliament must reveal the truth!"

"We don't want to be eaten by monsters without knowing anything!"

"Think about your own safety, think about your children's safety!"

"Reveal the truth! Reveal the truth!"

At that moment, a church member dressed in a black monk's robe sneezed: "Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!"

"Who's talking badly about me behind my back?" Huawot pulled a tissue from his pocket and wiped his nose. "Three sneezes, someone must be talking badly about me. Could it be the Pope?"

Thinking of this, Huawot was filled with resentment. He had been refused entry by the Xia Kingdom Religious Management Association, so he had no choice but to return to the Vatican and tell the Pope what he knew.

The old Pope was so excited he looked like he was about to die on the spot. After the Pope calmed down, he threw a stack of bills in the old man's face.

They said his bill was the highest of all the parishes, even the second and third highest combined didn't amount to his.

He was indignant. As everyone knows, the people of Xia only believe in gods who are helpful to them, so he wanted to give eggs to the people of Xia who came to the church every day. The people of Xia are absolutely devout in their faith in the Lord.

In just a few years, churches have spread to every city in Xia Kingdom, with more than three million registered believers. You tell me if that works or not.

Then the Pope kicked him to the heart of Protestantism to preach, my God! Exile! This is absolutely exile! How can you preach anything in the heart of Protestantism?

That's not quite right either. Maybe what works in the Xia Kingdom will work in Britain too.

Thinking of this, Huawater coughed and shouted loudly while holding the Bible: "Cough cough~ Dear kind lambs, please don't worry, the Catholic Church provides bread, milk and eggs, and even blankets at night."

"Really? Father!" The restless and noisy crowd around them suddenly fell silent.

“Really, child, it’s common knowledge that Catholic priests never lie.” Huawater spread his arms wide, looking devout.

See, it still works just as well, it's just a bit expensive. Anyway, the money isn't coming from him, the Vatican will reimburse him.

……

At that moment, hundreds of main battle tanks and armored vehicles, along with dozens of troop carriers, arrived at a location 15 kilometers outside London. They set up grenade launchers and rocket launchers, while more than 30 fixed-wing fighter jets streaked across the sky and rushed toward the direction of the Devouring Beast horde.

Behind the fighter jets were hundreds of armed helicopters, each carrying medium-sized missiles.

Behind the helicopter were hundreds of rotary-wing armed drones, each also carrying multiple bombs.

"Rocket launcher activated, first wave of 300 rockets, fire!" a colonel commanded over the walkie-talkie.

shhhhh--

The upright rocket launchers fired rockets one after another from their barrels, which then rained down on the horde of Devouring Beasts.

The fuel ejected from the rocket's exhaust flames burned the air, leaving white streaks in the otherwise blue sky.

(End of this chapter)