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Chapter 359 Operation Silent Dawn

Tracks churned black earth in the snow, artillery fire raged across the land. The war in the North began with the recapture of Trian. The cold snow buried the soldiers' dreams. The armored assaults of entire companies and regiments had become a thing of the past. The smoke from the burning wreckage of armored units drifted from one end of the snowfield to the other.

A brutal world war is sweeping across the land—people find themselves in a true “total war,” just as Alice had foretold.

Alice is currently in Trian, where the reorganized Northern Theater forces have opened several secret underground fortress complexes dating back to the time of Princess Alice—used as doomsday reserves.

"Comrade Cardinal Alice!"

Alice looked at the group of officers before her; senior officers from the Northern Theater stood before her, more than half of whom had been promoted through combat experience. Alice nodded to them.

Operation Silent Dawn – aims to use large-scale medium-range ballistic missiles to attack enemy radio stations, relay stations, supply depots, and transportation hubs in the occupied territories of the Northern Empire, and to directly attack military bases, airfields, and radio stations in the western border region of the Lucy Snow Empire, greatly weakening the Northern Empire's army and its collaborators.

Alice calmly assigned combat tasks—although the Imperial Army's "Scud" tactical surface-to-surface missiles put the early Amerlancy forces at a great disadvantage, Alice was determined to let the Imperial Army know what modern warfare was!

"Rafis Yao".

"Alice, the four ballistic missile nuclear submarines of the International Brigade Fleet of the Ministry of Defense are ready, and the DF-21D mobile medium-range ballistic missile launch brigade that landed at Hilla Port has entered combat position and is ready to be deployed at any time!"

"Received. So, let's begin—we hereby declare—Operation Silent Dawn! Begin!"

Woo! Woo! Woo!

As soon as Alice finished speaking, a powerful alarm sounded, and dozens of missile launchers that had been prepared in the dense forests, by the river, and on the mountains outside Hilla Harbor removed their camouflage nets.

"The order has been given! Proceed to firing immediately!"

Soldiers of the strategic missile launch unit directly under the Huanyu Qunxing Command removed all camouflage nets. Each launch vehicle was defended by an entire Amerlane Army Division. The DF-21D is Huanyu Qunxing's most advanced medium-range mobile ballistic missile launch system, and each one is comparable to an entire division.

"Comrades! Let us complete the unfinished cause! The march of liberation begins with us!"

The hydraulic rods push the missile launch tube to rise, the encryption key is sent through the data link, and the launch operator stares intently at the computer—the designated target is automatically loaded into the missile guidance module.

A cold wind howled across the land, and the birch trees rustled—the mobile missile launchers were parked among them, as cold as daggers hidden at the end of a scroll.

Launch command received!

The launch operator nodded—his gloved hand tapped the launch button.

"Missile launch! Repeat! DF-21D missile launch! Repeat! Missile launch!"

Beside dense forests and rivers, amidst mountains and snowfields, plumes of smoke rise and flames soar into the sky; the snow at dawn is cold and merciless—while now, massive missiles soar into the heavens—represent will.

"Fire! Fire! Don't let them cross the line!"

The soldier pulled the trigger, his weapon roaring as bullets tore through trees, bushes, and snow—the snow was red, dotted with tiny copper cartridge cases.

The soldier, having run out of bullets, huddled in his foxhole. He looked up—something was faintly flashing in the clouds—like shooting stars. The soldier prayed, praying that the war would stop, that they could win—the soldier wanted to return home victorious.

"Very intense radio activity outside Whiterun! Message intercepted!"

"Imperial forces are being mobilized! Radar has detected 64 high-speed targets entering from the direction of Saint Yekaterburg!"

"Reconnaissance aircraft have detected enemy bomber units mobilizing at the airfield north of Whiterun! Is an attack possible? If those Tu-160s take off, many of our facilities in the north will be at risk!"

"What? An order from the highest command? Ignore it? Why?"

The commander at the front-line command was incredulous. Just then, a colonel communications officer ran over and handed him a document—he took it, and the top of his head was a single word.

"Operation Silent Dawn?"

The commander read the document carefully. He had never seen it before, but he recognized the key on it.

"Commander! Imperial forces' various outposts, forward bases, air bases, and transportation hubs in the North were attacked ten minutes ago!"

He put down the documents, and an officer reported to him.

"I know, it was that person's doing... Silent Dawn, what a Silent Dawn!"

"The large-scale offensive plan has been finalized! Children of Amelianth! Prepare yourselves! Lady Alice has already launched a fatal blow against the enemy! Now! It's our turn! While the enemy is at their weakest, let's plunge a dagger into their heart!"

The frontline commander waved the plan and shouted.

"This is the Voice of the Empire. Breaking news report—The Amelanxi army launched a missile strike against our holy imperial forces today. The damage is still being assessed. The Empire's airports and transportation hubs in the Grand Duchy of Nordland have suffered partial damage. Our western border regions have also suffered varying degrees of damage. His Majesty the Holy Emperor Yekater has issued a statement—No matter how cunning the Empire may be, the Empire will return, and the glory of the Empire will surely shine upon the entire Central Continent!"

Yeka turned off the television—it took her 12 hours after the attack to receive detailed damage reports—contrary to the propaganda on television, Alice's missile strikes gave her immense surprise—the missiles precisely destroyed various military facilities, military industrial zones, and transportation hubs in the west. Most chillingly, the command posts of the Empire's First and Second Armies were also destroyed by the missiles, resulting in the loss of two marshals for the Empire—undoubtedly, the Imperial forces would now face unprecedented command chaos.

Yeka put down the report, took off his elaborate imperial robes, changed into the uniform of the Grand Marshal of the Empire, and mounted his sword.

At this moment, only by personally leading the army can she possibly turn things around. Just like a few years ago, she will personally lead the troops to victory, just like Alice did.

Even modern warfare is a war between people.

“Cardinal Alice…Cardinal Alice…Ara ara, Alice, you always have so many identities and titles. Now, let me, Yeka, see them!”