Ye Wenjun stood before the main control console, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.
"Have you calculated their route?" Ye Wenjun asked hoarsely.
"R-reporting, Director Ye!" The intelligence officer was drenched in sweat, his fingers hammering frantically at the keyboard. "After destroying Japan's Honshu Island, the sea beast army didn't stop. It's continuing west!"
"Their target... their target is our East China Sea coast! Their vanguard is expected to reach our Twelve-Nautical-Mile Territorial Sea Boundary in four hours!"
Four hours!
Ye Wenjun's scalp prickled.
"Sound the highest-level air defense alert nationwide immediately! Put the entire East China Sea Fleet on maximum combat readiness! Evacuate all residents of the three coastal provinces inland at once!"
After issuing his orders, Ye Wenjun snatched up the red hotline phone on the desk.
His palms were slick with cold sweat.
This was no longer a disaster that mundane forces could withstand.
The man seated on that throne could make their souls tremble even through a screen. He was undoubtedly a terrifying being beyond every enemy they had faced before!
The pavilion in the back courtyard of the Song-Style Courtyard House.
Chen Lin had just finished meditating when the red hotline phone on the table vibrated violently.
He answered.
"Advisor Chen." The old man's voice carried unprecedented gravity, along with a trace of weary hoarseness. "Little Japan is gone."
Chen Lin's gaze darkened slightly.
"Half an hour ago, an army of a hundred thousand sea beasts landed on Honshu Island. The entire island is a dead zone. Not a single survivor." The old man spoke rapidly, breathing heavily. "Satellite monitoring shows they haven't stopped. They're approaching our Eastern Zhejiang Coast at three hundred kilometers per hour. They're expected to make landfall in another three hours."
Three hours.
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