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Chapter 2615 That's it (First update, please subscribe)
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And just like that, without any warning, the phone rang in the waiting area.

This sudden scene left John and the reporters from various countries around him speechless with astonishment. They even forgot to raise their cameras, although some still managed to point their video cameras at the people in the waiting area.

John stared wide-eyed in astonishment, trying to make sure he wasn't seeing things, his face filled with disbelief. A French journalist beside him couldn't help but gasp.

"My God, is this real? Just because I'm wearing a uniform, I can go straight through the first-class passage?"

John slowly lowered the camera he had halfway up, his brow furrowing as his mind flashed back to what he had seen and heard during his interviews in other countries.

At that moment, he heard Smith from his own New York Times say:
“John, do you remember? Back when our army was fighting in Saigon, the situation in America was exactly the opposite. At that time, soldiers didn’t even dare to wear their uniforms in public, even when they were on leave. They would change into civilian clothes.”

"They were afraid of being recognized as soldiers,"

John's voice lowered, his tone tinged with complexity; he too had been a staunch anti-war figure back then.
"Once recognized, they would likely be surrounded and accused by the public, and even labeled as 'the murderer of infants' or 'the invader.' At that time, because we opposed the war, we mistakenly harbored hostility towards the soldiers. In fact, they were the most respectable people..."

The people nearby nodded in agreement, and the shock on their faces was gradually replaced by contemplation.

Yes, that's exactly what they did—directing all their anger and resentment toward the war at ordinary soldiers.

John looked again toward the first-class aisle; the soldier's figure had disappeared at the end of the aisle. A strong, complex feeling welled up inside him.

They are both soldiers, both wearing uniforms, yet they receive drastically different treatment in different countries.

On one hand, they are hailed as heroes, enjoying the privilege of priority boarding and being thanked and appreciated by the public; on the other hand, they fear having their identities exposed and are subjected to people's accusations and hostility.

The chatter in the waiting area gradually subsided, and people refocused their attention on their journeys. The scene that had just occurred was, to them, just a minor, insignificant episode in their travels.

However, this seemingly insignificant scene has been deeply imprinted in the minds of many people, and they will report it as news.

After all, such a scene was both familiar and unfamiliar to them in their careers. They had witnessed the welcome their fathers received when they returned from Europe, and they had also witnessed the cold reception soldiers received when they returned from Saigon.

But now?
Here, at the airport, the treatment an ordinary soldier received was something none of them had ever imagined.

John's gaze was complex as he watched the flight attendant continue serving the other passengers, for the respect he saw was genuine gratitude from them.

The applause and gratitude from ordinary people were also heartfelt.

This kind of spontaneous behavior is precisely what many places lack.

This scene not only stirred up a wave of emotions in John and his companions, but also complicated the feelings of several foreigners who had just arrived.

"Aren't they a group of invaders?"

The soldier in the green uniform spoke with a hint of doubt in his voice.

"Logically speaking, they should be despised."

He spoke softly, but the question in his expression was undisguised.

"Unexpected, isn't it?"

The team leader frowned slightly, then said:

"It's not what we imagined, is it?"

"It was indeed unexpected."

"It's definitely different."

The team leader nodded and then said:
"That's why we came here, because everything is different from what we imagined and what we know."

The tour leader, carrying a black suitcase, continued walking forward, his gaze occasionally falling on the people passing by.

This was not his first visit to the country; in fact, he had accompanied his superiors to a defense equipment exhibition there last year.

At that time, like many others, he was deeply impressed by the advanced military equipment here.

But at that time, like everyone else, all he saw was advanced military equipment.

But who could have imagined that what would truly surprise people was not the advanced equipment, but the unexpected methods of warfare?

From Lebanon at the end of last year to Zhenla and Saigon now.

The methods of warfare employed here were completely unexpected, or rather, beyond their imagination.

They didn't send any ground troops at all, relying entirely on air strikes.

This is not surprising.

However, the massive drone swarm launched a full-scale attack in the early stages of the war—critical facilities such as radar, air defense positions, and airports were destroyed by the drone swarm.

Next, they deployed stealth aircraft to attack key targets. In just 10 days, they destroyed all the airports, all the bridges, all the power plants, and everything else…

They destroyed almost everything.

It was only at this point that the war became familiar... They used indiscriminate bombing to carpet-bomb key targets.

The key targets included factories and businesses in the city, as well as military bases and barracks.

Even in this seemingly conventional offensive, the force invested was beyond their comprehension.
Strong electronic interference not only rendered Shenglong's radar useless, but also rendered them blind and deaf.

Then they launched their war in an extremely primitive, even barbaric, way—by dropping thousands of tons of bombs directly into the target area.

There were absolutely no scruples; it was pure war.

Despite external criticism of the relentless bombing, the military ignored it and intensified its efforts, dropping even more bombs on the targets.

They even held daily press conferences to update the world on the progress of the war—telling the world how many military camps, bases, and factories they had bombed.

Of course, that would also mention how many bombs were dropped.

Just two days ago, they finally surpassed 1 tons of bombs dropped!

In a single day, more than a dozen cities were razed to the ground.

Faced with this method of warfare, these soldiers all fell silent.

"Can they really do it?"

On the way to the hotel, the leading officer had this thought in his mind.

While such indiscriminate bombing could destroy cities, could such bombing really win the war?

No one knows the answer.

At least on this day, these officers in uniform without rank had no answers.

But they soon got their answer. The next morning, as usual, the military's press center was filled not only with reporters but also with soldiers from various countries.

There were American soldiers and Soviet soldiers. There were soldiers from the Western world and soldiers from the Eastern world. Among these officers, these three soldiers wearing uniforms without rank insignia were not particularly conspicuous.

Compared to the others, this was their first time here. The reason they came here, like officers from other countries, was to learn.

Soon, the officers began showing the audience their results from the previous day on television.

"...What you are seeing now is footage of drones launched from the Terminator drone carrier to carry out an attack."

The footage shows soldiers moving about on the ground, trying to conceal themselves; the operators have now taken aim at them…

The officer frowned as he watched the little figures moving on the television screen. Although the other party was speaking English, it was not a problem for him. This was the main reason why the organization had chosen the three of them to come here for a visit.

Because the press conference was conducted in English, they were given this opportunity.

"As you can see from the footage, there is about a battalion of troops on the ground... They are currently trying to avoid the bombing by spreading out and taking cover, but this is basically impossible."

Dozens of images were already appearing on several television sets, all of which were the shots being targeted.

"Currently, we have more than five reconnaissance satellites conducting reconnaissance over this area, and at the same time, we have deployed more than 50 long-range drones to conduct comprehensive monitoring of them."

This surveillance is continuous, 24/7. Currently, any military movement they make cannot escape our detection. Once a target is detected, the drone force will attack it immediately.

During the major's introduction, officers from various countries saw the scene on the screen change; soldiers moving below were suddenly engulfed by the smoke and clouds of an explosion.

It's not just one scene, but all the scenes are like this.

After a series of explosions, the scene was deathly silent.

The drones continued to hover, and then, after signs of human activity appeared on the screen, they were attacked again.

Faced with this attack pattern, everyone fell silent. These military officers from various countries were not there to watch a press conference.

They came here to learn a model of warfare.

The same applies to these three guests who have just arrived.

Just a few minutes later, when there was no longer any image on the screen, the three of them had complicated expressions.

At that moment, an officer from East Germany, who was not far away, said in a shocked tone.

"This...that's it?"

(End of this chapter)