June 28, outside Jakarta.
This Javanese capital is the last place where Javanese is still resisting.
It's not that there is much resistance here, but that the Jieko Group is boiling frogs in warm water.
If the city of Jakarta is captured as quickly as possible, then the Jieko Group will not be able to arrest all the opposition in the name of armed protection of overseas Chinese.
After completing the settlement of accounts with the Javanese dignitaries, the heavy troops of the Jieko Group also came to the city of Jakarta.
A total of 150,000 troops surrounded the city of Jakarta, and the war clouds were thick and shadowy.
In the city of Jakarta, there are less than 50,000 regular troops under the command of the Javanese government. The rest are urgently recruited recruits who have not received a few days of training, commonly known as cannon fodder. There are quite a few, more than 200,000.
But there is no use in large numbers. Many of the new recruits don't even have guns, because many weapons have been assigned to the self-defense army by the quartermaster, resulting in the government's own recruits having no weapons to use.
Under such circumstances, facing the heavy siege of the Jieko Group, their outcome was already doomed.
After just three days of rest and waiting for logistical supplies to catch up, the Jieko Group officially launched its attack on Jakarta City on July 1, which was also the final general attack on Java.
Artillery fire and gunfire spread across the largest city in Southeast Asia, reminding them of the fear from the Jieko Group.
Jakarta City, on Guxi Street.
This street is stationed with half a regiment of Javanese troops, a small number of which are regular Javanese troops, and most of which are new recruits.
"Jieke Group has been outside the city for two days. Will the other party launch an offensive? After all, they have to take into account the influence of international public opinion!"
"We are familiar with the environment here. If the Jieke Group dares to come in, they will never come back."
"As long as we hold on to the city of Jakarta until the end of the beautiful country, it will be the end of the Jieko Group."
"We in Java must not become a vassal of the Jieko Group. I am willing to sacrifice my life for the motherland."
"The Jieko Group is nothing special! As long as we are united, the other side cannot conquer us."
"They must not be allowed to break into the city of Jakarta. My parents have participated in riots against the Chinese before. If the Jieko Group comes in, my parents will be liquidated. I will risk my life to stop them. .”
Inside the building, the Javanese recruits discussed with each other. They had never experienced the cruelty of war, and they still had beautiful visions for the future and were full of confidence.
Java, which was once a Dutch colony and later conquered by the Sakura Kingdom, was not generally tough in the words of these recruits.
"Shut up, rookies, be quiet. If Jieko Group was as bad as you say, you wouldn't have appeared here. Instead, you would have appeared in Siam, Zen Kingdom, and Jieko Group in Mandalay City. In front of the headquarters building.”
A Javanese regular soldier felt that they were too noisy and scolded angrily, immediately making the room quiet.
"Squad Leader Babu, is the Jieko Group really that scary!"
A recruit looked at the angry regular soldier and asked cautiously.
"Nonsense, otherwise"
The Javanese regular soldier was about to speak when suddenly a loud noise not far away interrupted his desire to talk and his eyes became nervous.
Through the window, I saw that a seven-story building had been hit by a bomb. The building was destroyed and collapsed in the explosion, and flames shot into the sky. Naturally, a platoon of soldiers stationed there was not spared.
"Jeco Group launched an attack."
The Javanese regular soldiers shouted, and the Javanese recruits in the room who witnessed this scene felt their scalps numb and their legs weak.
More missiles and shells fell, and the deafening explosions made the Javanese soldiers present tremble. Many of them had their pants wet, and some were so frightened by the explosions that they went crazy and ran around screaming.
After staying for half an hour, the bombing was over.
Many buildings on Guxi Street have collapsed due to bombing, and ruins are everywhere.
Half of the infantry regiment stationed here suffered many casualties. Many recruits who once put aside their heroic words have now become cold corpses. Even the corpses cannot be found. They were dismembered in the explosion and their whole bodies were unable to be put together. A perfect part about the size of a palm.
Before these Javanese soldiers, who were stunned by the bombing, could enter the defensive position, the hum of propellers could be heard in the sky.
A group of helicopters flew over Guxi Street and hovered over the buildings.
As the helicopter door opened, a figure jumped from an altitude of more than ten meters.
Their whole bodies are covered with flowing, mercury-like battle armor. The overall height is about two and a half meters. The silver armor covers every part of the body. Under the sunlight, the silver armor shines with a cold metallic luster, like a machine and a creature. Intertwined future warriors.
These people were naturally genetic warriors belonging to the Iron Battalion. They wore second-generation machine-breeding uniforms and came to this urban battlefield that was most suitable for them.
"Clear this area."
Miao Lun issued the combat mission through the headset, walked to the edge of the roof with his legs, and made a dull sound.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood. Looking down from the top of the building, you could see broken walls of buildings everywhere, exposed steel bars, concrete blocks scattered on the ground, burning fires, and panicked ranks of Javanese soldiers.
After looking at the battlefield environment, Miao Lun's arms spread with mercury and turned into two silver-white blades. The face under the mask was cold and ferocious.
He stepped forward, and sharp thorns sprouted from the soles of his feet, piercing into the wall. He stepped on the outer wall of the tall building and ran downwards.
Bang!
When he reached the 12th floor, Miao Lun suddenly broke the glass and jumped forward.
There were five Javanese soldiers on this floor. When they saw Miao Lun suddenly breaking in, before he could raise his gun and surrender, he felt a pain in his neck and immediately lost consciousness.
Heads rolled off his neck one after another. Miao Lun's expression was calm, as if he was killing only pigs and dogs and was not worthy of his attention.
Feeling the situation in the building, Miao Lun's broad ears trembled sharply, his throat vibrated slightly, and he emitted low and inaudible sound waves.
Integrated with the purple light bat gene, he has a super powerful biological radar that can locate enemies through ultrasonic waves.
Although this ability is not amplified by the second-generation aircraft like strength, agility and defense, as an efficient reconnaissance and early warning method, it can make Miao Lun more at home on the battlefield, especially in complex terrains such as cities. The environment, for Miao Lun, is simply heaven-like.
Picking up a few rifles from the ground, Miao Lun split a mercury arm from his shoulder to hold them, and then Miao Lun continued walking down the stairs of the corridor.
From time to time, gunshots and screams could be heard from certain floors of the building, but it would soon become quiet again.
When Miao Lun walked out from the first floor, he had slaughtered all the Javanese soldiers in the entire building.
Miao Lun's eyes turned to another tall building and continued walking towards that side.
Starting from July 1st, Jieke Group's offensive was like burning oil cooking fire.
Amid the fear and trembling of the Javanese soldiers in Jakarta, missiles bombed accurately and destroyed all military facilities and defensive positions. Then continue to explode!
Then explode!
Then explode!
Then explode!
Artillery shells, bombs and missiles continued to fall into the city of Jakarta. Aircraft, artillery and missiles took turns to attack all suspicious targets and destroy Java's military resistance.
The Jieko Group is not a loser army. They have abundant financial resources. During the years of occupying the Indo-China Peninsula, their arms manufacturing and stockpiling have never stopped.
Other countries are running wild, and their military production capacity is only maintained at a minimum, or even shut down production lines. After all, military manufacturing is a waste of money.
However, the environment in which the Jieco Group is located is characterized by external pursuit, interception and sanctions from Western countries. Internally, there are always dissatisfied people in Indochina, who even want to break away from the control of the Jieco Group and pursue so-called independence.
This forces the Jieco Group to maintain its absolute lead in force. The hegemony of the Jieco Group is also based on absolute force.
Therefore, the war pace of the Jieco Group has never slowed down, and the military industry is operating at its maximum. A lot of wealth obtained by the Jieco Group has flowed into the military industry in huge amounts. It is like having a phobia of insufficient firepower. Every day, tanks, fighter planes, Artillery comes off the assembly line, genetic warriors are screened and trained every day, and ammunition reserves are continuously produced in accordance with wartime standards and stored in underground arsenals throughout the Zen Kingdom.
Sufficient ammunition reserves and complete military production are the confidence that the Jieke Group dares to explode.
The Jieko Group's artillery preparations continued for a week, and intensive explosions occurred every day in and around Jakarta.
Not enough ammunition in stock? Ship it directly by sea. Anyway, the control of the sea is also in the hands of Jieke Group, which is safe and convenient, and then continue to explode.
Has the barrel’s durability reached its end? Just replace the cannon with a new one and continue to explode.
A week later, the Javanese army in the city of Jakarta had been bombed to pieces, and everyone was about to be blown up by the Jieko Group.
Almost all the organized troops were dispersed, because Javanese soldiers gathered together and were easily bombed.
The Jieke Group, which controls a multi-layered reconnaissance system such as satellites, high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft, drones, and eyeworms, has great advantages in intelligence.
Many Javanese troops died or were injured, and more often took off their military uniforms on the spot and chose to become deserters.
At this time, the city of Jakarta is almost within easy reach for the Jieko Group. They can use the armored tanks of the heavy-duty troops to directly bulldoze it, or they can choose to airborne special forces to slowly clear it up.
The Jieco Group chose the latter, because the Jieco Group was not in a hurry to end the war. Every extra day of fighting allowed the Jieco Group to train for one more day, and used this as an excuse to legalize and expand its purges in Java. .
Every day, the Jieko Group is working step by step, slowly occupying urban areas in Jakarta, just like clocking in to work. After the bombing, it sends out the steel battalion to eliminate the remaining enemies.
The speed of this advance is not very fast, but the Javanese army has never been able to recapture even once the urban areas captured by the Jieko Group.
In the absence of a large number of ground troops from the Jieko Group entering Jakarta, Jakarta was about to fall by relying solely on bombing and genetic warriors.
With such step-by-step advancement, by July 19, most of the cities in Jakarta had been occupied by the Jieko Group.
In the center of Jakarta City, in an underground command room.
The sound of artillery continued to fall like thunder. Vayanman, the president of Java, was holding the phone. The dust on his head was shaken by the vibration of the shelling, and the ripples in the water glass made his body stiff and his expression ugly.
"What, the third brigade needs reinforcements, tell Maluku to defend to the death, even if we beat the last person, we must defend it. Reinforcements from Beautiful Country will arrive soon, how soon is it? Tomorrow, tomorrow Beautiful Country We will send troops.”
Vayanman locked himself alone in the underground command room. The calls for help came one after another. The answers he gave were the same, that is, he believed in the beautiful country and the beautiful country was about to send troops.
But in fact, now even the lowest cannon fodder infantry in the Java Kingdom have given up hope in the beautiful country.
Because the Jieko Group besieged the city of Jakarta for more than half a month and ravaged the largest city in Southeast Asia.
With so much time, if the beautiful country really wanted to send troops for reinforcements, the beautiful country's heavenly soldiers and generals would have been here long ago, why are they still cruising in the Indian Ocean.
The reason why Wayenman still insists on this statement is because it is the only belief he has adhered to until now.
This is like a person who is deeply involved in gambling. When he loses, he bets his whole family. He feels that the beautiful country is his only hope for a comeback, and he is not willing to gamble at all.
Bang!
The door to the command room was forcibly pushed open, and a large group of people rushed in. They were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Java.
"Your Excellency, let's surrender."
"Yes! We can't stop the Jieko Group. If we don't surrender, we will have no chance."
"Those genetic warriors are so ruthless, we soldiers are no match for them."
Senior officials gathered around Vayanman, their voices anxious, their faces frightened, and they talked non-stop.
Vayanman listened to the messy quarrels. He glared at the people around him and roared hysterically: "You cowards, think about what the Jieco Group did in Ceylon City. They clearly want to kill us. Now we can only wait for reinforcements from the beautiful country, we have not lost yet.”
In fact, Wayenman also negotiated peace and surrender with the Jieko Group, but the Jieko Group refused to accept it and rejected him long ago.
Hearing the words "Beautiful Country", the faces of the senior officials present became even more ugly.
"Beautiful country, what are you still dreaming about now? They have abandoned us long ago. We are abandoned children. Don't you understand?"
"I have long said not to attack the Chinese and not to anger the Jieke Group, but you just didn't listen. It's all your own will that has led to this situation. You are a sinner of our nation."
"Give him to the Jieko Group. As long as he dies, the anger of the Jieko Group will be calmed, and we can all survive."
The next moment, the voices of these senior officials all changed, and each of them stared at Vayanman with cold eyes.
"You. What do you want to do."
Vayanman reacted and knew that this group had already planned. His face changed drastically and he shouted: "Guards, where are the guards? Someone is going to rebel."
However, the guards stationed at the door turned a blind eye and stood silently behind these senior officials. Obviously they did not want to continue this war that was destined to be unwinnable.
"You dare to beg for peace from the Jieke Group, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it."
Vayanman looked at the people approaching him and kept shrinking back until he was in a corner with no way out.
"Keeping you is what we regret the most. Go with peace of mind. Your head will bring peace to our Java, which will be your greatest contribution to this country."
Under the hostile eyes, the pistol was pressed against Vayanman's forehead.
The cold muzzle of the gun made Vayanman struggle wildly, but to no avail.
With the sound of a gunshot, calm was restored in the underground command room.
Wayanman, the iron-fisted president who always wanted to establish a Greater Java State and make Java a small overlord in Southeast Asia, ended his life in a cold and damp basement. The way of death was unexpected during his lifetime. He died in In the hands of his most trusted political ally.
As for the beautiful country that Wayanman believed in most, until his death, not a single soldier from the beautiful country showed up in Jakarta.
(End of chapter)