At this moment, with the short commander’s order, General Kenneth Li—who’d been itching for action—immediately got fired up. This time, he threw caution to the wind and deployed a massive naval force near Japanese waters under the guise of "exercises," but in reality, it was all to coordinate with Ryan Ling’s battle.
Kenneth Li has followed Ryan through life-and-death battles more than once. No matter what happens this time, he’s dead set on backing Ryan up. Seeing Japan’s military mobilize and receiving direct orders from the high command, he’s practically buzzing with excitement.
"Attack! Attack! Attack!" Kenneth Li shouted, hyped out of his mind, and immediately ordered a barrage on Japan’s military bases. Dozens of missiles launched at once, and the submarines lurking off Japan’s coast surfaced to join the strike. In moments, several Japanese coastal bases were hammered, casualties mounting by the thousands!
"Report: Commander Li’s first strike is a success—over a thousand enemy casualties!"
"Report: South Sea Fleet has mobilized, preparing to bombard Kyushu bases!"
"Over a hundred fighter jets standing by—ready for takeoff at any moment!"
"Central Plains missile forces are massing..."
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Right now, battle reports are flooding in from all directions, but no one at the command center is paying them any mind. Every eye is glued to Kyoto—the heart of the war, and to Ryan Ling!
Even though Huaxia has joined the fight, Japan’s outer defenses are built to U.S. standards—breaking through them isn’t gonna happen in a snap. And sure, Japan’s own troops might be weaker, but there are still fifty thousand U.S. soldiers stationed there. These guys aren’t pushovers; they’re tough, equipped with the world’s best weapons, and their whole setup is designed specifically to counter Huaxia!
"No idea if Ryan Ling can hold out until our reinforcements arrive—this is nerve-wracking!"
"Just got the numbers: this time, Japan and the U.S. have thrown at least fifteen thousand troops at Ryan. Kyoto’s totally locked down, surrounded by heavy weaponry and sealed off by fighter jets overhead. Japan’s basically going all-in. Our forces will need at least a day to break into Kyoto!"
"Man, this is bad. In a situation like Kyoto’s right now, forget a whole day—even half an hour would be tough to survive!"
Right then, every senior officer—including the short commander—was stunned, faces pale as ghosts.
This is seriously life-or-death. Japan’s clearly lost its mind this time. Globally, armies have gone after top-tier powerhouses before, but that was ages ago. Back then, a dozen Middle Eastern God-Realm experts each crashed a plane into iconic U.S. buildings, sparking a wild American counterattack.
After that, the entire Middle East got steamrolled by the U.S.—every God-Realm powerhouse wiped out. A few lucky ones are still alive, but their files have been top kill targets ever since. None of them have dared show their faces in years; who knows if they’re even still breathing.
This time, with Japan and the U.S. teaming up, the intensity is just as insane as the U.S. war in the Middle East—honestly, the troop numbers and firepower are even higher than last time.
"Sigh! I think Ryan’s really in danger this time. No matter how strong he is, he can’t possibly take on fifteen thousand troops, right? All those weapons combined could wipe out a small Southeast Asian country, and now they’re using them just to kill one guy. Even if he’s invincible, there’s no way out." One of the generals shook his head, watching the scene.
The other officers around him looked grim too. Obviously, Ryan’s odds were looking pretty bleak. He might be a national hero, but this hero might be leaving us for good.
"No matter what it costs, break through and get inside—we cannot let Ryan Ling die!" the short commander ordered, voice absolute.
Nobody dared say a word—everyone just nodded in agreement, no questions asked.
But right now, it’s not just Huaxia—all of Southeast Asia is watching Kyoto, and it’s not just the neighbors. Even the world’s major powers are glued to the action. The U.S.? No need to mention them; their attention is locked in. For a moment, it feels like the whole global situation is getting tense—all because of Ryan Ling.
All over the world, netizens are debating what’s going down in Kyoto. Sure, a bunch of reporters inside have already fainted from shock, but there are still a few with nerves of steel, secretly leaking live updates from the scene.
Most people are watching with their hearts in their throats, but looking at the situation, nearly everyone thinks Ryan’s got zero chance. Beating one or two martial arts powerhouses? That’s doable.
But ever since modern armies came onto the scene, no person could go up against them. It’s basically a guaranteed dead end—no second option.
"Ryan’s a beast, no doubt—he blew up all of Japan by himself. Too bad this time he’s definitely going down. If he actually beats ten thousand elite troops, I’ll unscrew my head and let him use it as a chamber pot!"
"Exactly! Even a stronger God-level expert wouldn’t stick around against the entire Itagaki Brigade and ten thousand elite U.S. troops. First thing on their mind would be to run for their life!"
"That’s it—next year, this day will be Ryan Ling’s memorial. Let’s all the netizens remember this top-tier boss and hope he rests in peace!"
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"Don’t be so sure—what if he actually wins?" Suddenly, against the tide of comments, an account called ‘Ryan’s Girlfriend Fan-Club’ pops up.
Suddenly, the whole internet goes quiet. Deep down, almost everyone hopes Ryan will win this fight—but that hope is so slim, it’s basically zero.
Most people don’t even reply, and the next wave of comments is just a chorus of sighs.
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While everyone’s busy sighing, Ryan’s already blocked the third massive assault from the tens of thousands of troops. Nearly every shell was stopped by him alone.
His power is honestly insane—most shells blew up five hundred meters above the ground, and thanks to Ryan, Kyoto’s completely unharmed!
At this point, it’s not just Huaxia—even ordinary peace-loving Japanese citizens are grateful for Ryan’s protection.
"The whole army’s moving in!" shouted several Dragon Group operatives on the perimeter.
Those three waves of shelling were just the army’s opening test shots. Compared to the real assault, they were nothing—just a drizzle!
Right now, clouds of dust blanket the sky—the Itagaki Brigade’s thousand-plus armored vehicles have kicked up so much smoke, it’s almost like nightfall. Facing these steel monsters, Ryan looks like an ant before an avalanche.
Three kilometers, two kilometers, one kilometer...
Ryan knew in his gut—the real national war was just getting started.
As the armored vehicles rolled in, over a hundred attack helicopters swooped down, loaded with Sidewinder missiles, all kinds of heavy rockets, and high-powered cannons—each one strong enough to punch through any martial artist.
And it wasn’t just the heavy guns—even the helicopter machine guns had been specially modified: huge caliber, massive shells. If you got hit, half your body would be blown away—nobody could imagine that kind of firepower!
Right then, all the helicopters that’d arrived early entered their preset attack range—almost every weapon locked onto Ryan. If they all opened fire at once, the entire hundred-li stretch of Kyoto would be leveled in seconds. But now, all that firepower was aimed at a single person. Imagine the carnage.
"Fire!" The nearest dozen attack helicopters unleashed on Ryan, no hesitation, no wasted motion—pure efficiency.
In an instant, several buildings around Ryan collapsed, the ground split into a giant crater, and he was trapped in a storm of explosions—no way out, at least for now!
But just as everyone was sure Ryan was doomed, he suddenly shot straight up into the sky—a massive green "Heaven-defying Dragon" roared out behind him...