Siheyuan: I, Shazhu, started out as an army and became a general.

Northwest, a top-secret air force base.

The red alert for Level 1 combat readiness struck everyone like a heavy hammer.

On the runway, ground crew were pushing a tow truck, dragging a terrifyingly large white object, slowly driving it towards the end of the apron.

There, six silver, steel behemoths lay silently.

H-6, the God of War version.

This is no longer a poor imitation of the Soviet Tu-16. With the "black technology" modifications provided by He Yuzhu, it has been equipped with turbofan engines and a full set of electronic warfare pods. The original bomber is now more like an interstellar warship ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Beneath the lead aircraft No. 01, a group of technicians in chemical protective suits were holding their breath as they hung the pure white bomb, marked only by a striking red circle, into the bomb bay.

"Raging Speed ​​One".

China's first operational hydrogen bomb prototype was also the mother machine of truth.

Equivalent to: 130 million tons of TNT!

If this thing explodes, within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, not only grass but even bacteria will be vaporized.

This is a true weapon of mass destruction, the "ultimate tool for reasoning" that China has prepared for the world.

The air seemed to freeze in the pilots' lounge.

Six crews, twenty-four pilots, stood like javelins. On the table behind them, twenty-four suicide notes were neatly stacked, each containing a strand of hair and a fingernail.

The mission briefing was simple: provoke the U.S. carrier strike group.

Moreover, it's carrying a gigaton-class hydrogen bomb, riding right up to the US's face to deliver the attack.

To anyone else, this is a one-way ticket.

"Sizzle—"

The static from the loudspeaker broke the deathly silence. Although He Yuzhu was at the high-altitude command post, his voice clearly penetrated every loudspeaker.

Comrades.

He Yuzhu's voice had lost its usual witty and slick Beijing accent, leaving only a chilling and menacing tone.

"I know what you're thinking. Will you even be able to come back for a hot meal after this flight?"

"To be honest, I don't know either."

The pilots didn't even blink; their gazes were intense, as if they could burn through the walls.

"Our opponent is the strongest navy on Earth. Their planes are faster than ours, their radars have a farther range, and they have missiles that seem to be free."

"But!" He Yuzhu's tone shifted abruptly, his voice rising eight octaves, carrying a fierce edge, "They are inferior to us in one aspect!"

"They are afraid of death! But we are not!"

"They're fighting for that laughable power, for bullying others. We're fighting for our motherland, for our parents, wives, and children, so they won't be blown to pieces by enemy fire!"

"Today, what hangs beneath your aircraft is not just a hydrogen bomb, but the backbone of the Chinese people!"

"I want you to fly over there, fly right above these Ansar thugs, open the ammunition bays, and let them open their dog eyes wide to see if the backs of us Chinese are made of iron!"

"Is it even possible?!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Twenty-four passionate young men roared in unison, their voices nearly lifting the roof off.

Navigator Li Hai, a veteran with ten years of flying experience, strode to the microphone, gave a standard military salute, and his eyes were sharp as knives.

"Please rest assured, sir! As long as we have a breath left, we will never turn back! Unless we scare the Americans so badly they wet their pants!"

"Alright!" He Yuzhu shouted, "Let's go! When we get back, I'll throw you a victory celebration party in Beijing, all you can eat!"

Li Hai turned around, looked at his sworn brother, and grinned, a smile that carried the heroic spirit of facing death without fear.

"Brothers, let's go! Let's take the eagle to see our big firework!"

……

On the runway, engines roared, their sound shaking the heavens.

Six H-6 bombers glided out in succession, their tail nozzles spewing out dark blue Mach rings, like six sharp swords, piercing the sky!

They formed formation in the air, their course firmly locked to the southeast.

Behind them, the original three escort formations were transformed into the entire Chinese Air Force! Fighter jets from major military regions along the route took off urgently, and hundreds of J-5 and J-6 fighters formed an impenetrable Great Wall of Steel in the coastal airspace.

It's a big gamble.

The stakes are the fate of the nation!

Inside the command tent on the plateau, He Yuzhu gripped the medal tightly, his knuckles turning white. He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the system interface, staring at the six small red dots representing bombers.

"System, activate [Full-Band Electronic Jamming] for me!"

"Reactivate the [Stealth Coating Simulation] (Limited Time Version)!"

He Yuzhu suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of madness flashing in them.

"This time, I'm going all in!"

[Ding! Skill activated! The radar cross-section of the H-6 formation has been reduced by 80%! Enemy radar will experience large-scale snow clutter; the blinding effect has taken effect!]

Ten thousand meters above the ground, Li Hai looked at the instrument panel, took a deep breath, and seemed to smell the gunpowder smoke.

"01 calling all crew, maintain radio silence. Altitude 10,000, speed 800. Target: South China Sea, USS Enterprise!"

Li Hai gripped the control lever tightly and forced out a few words through gritted teeth:

"Fuck him!"

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