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Chapter 209

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A single hit would blast a huge hole straight through the body.

Even those lucky enough to survive the initial strike would be immediately shot in the head by the 380 mercenaries.

The marksmanship of these mercenaries was ferocious, their approach to killing utterly cold.

They did not resemble humans at all, but rather devils from hell.

It seemed that to them, killing these people was no different from crushing a stinking bug.

The reason for this, ultimately, was that these soldiers were controlled by AI during combat, possessing not a shred of human emotion.

Their orders were simply to eliminate every enemy before them.

It could be said that unless the enemy dropped their weapons and knelt to beg for mercy,

these soldiers would not harbor the slightest trace of pity.

Of course, they also felt no fear whatsoever,

for in the end, these mercenaries were disposable assets priced at ten thousand dollars each, with a lifespan of only seven days.

Naturally, such cheap lives held no attachment to their own existence.

Nor did they possess any capacity for fear.

The only thing visible in their eyes was cold indifference.

When a British soldier saw this group of warriors slaughtering ceaselessly like devils,

he fainted directly from terror.

Yet these tanks, helicopters, and soldiers did not care whether you were British, Australian, or Korean.

But watching their own countrymen being mercilessly slaughtered,

the peoples of these nations, viewing the live broadcast, were filled with horror and rage one after another.

Almost without any organization, a massive crowd gathered outside 10 Downing Street in Britain to protest the government sending soldiers to Syria to die.

At the same time, these uninformed masses were clamoring to dispatch aircraft carriers to teach Longguo a lesson.

In their eyes, the army currently massacring their soldiers was the regular army of Longguo.

However, although the British Prime Minister felt great anger watching the video of the slaughter,

he still retained his reason.

He very much wanted to tell those citizens: Do you still think it is over a hundred years ago?

Going to the doorstep of Longguo to brandish weapons and show off strength.

Back then, Longguo was backward and suffered beatings,

but now, the Prime Minister felt that if they casually sailed an aircraft carrier over, it would likely be sunk by their anti-ship missiles, the Yingji-18, before even reaching their doorstep.

To speak honestly, perhaps due to the various events that had occurred recently,

he found that whenever he thought of Longguo now, his heart would tremble with fear.

In his view, this nation had hidden its depth too well.

Silently and without fanfare, it had acquired such terrifying power that even the U.S. feared it.

Moreover, what was most frightening was that this nation had completely abandoned its previous peaceful diplomatic policy of only protesting without taking any practical action.

The Longguo of now was truly capable of doing anything.

It had laid out plans across the global weapons market, shattering the existing structure of the arms trade into pieces.

Even the U.S. military-industrial complex, which had once sat firmly on the throne of the world arms market, was now searching for a way out.

It was obvious that in every aspect, they could not possibly compare to the DWS platform.

Militarily, Longguo's Yingji-18 missiles, supplied indirectly to the Middle East, had sunk a U.S. aircraft carrier.

Following that, they directly dispatched their newest stealth fighter, the Lin Lin Jian-20, to completely annihilate a U.S. aircraft formation.

Afterward, Longguo acted like a war maniac,

confronting Israel head-on and sending the once-dominant Israeli Air Force of the Middle East flying.

This caused Israel to suffer unprecedented decline.

Thus triggering the Sixth Middle East War.

That was not all; facing the U.S. pressing its troops upon Syria,

this time Longguo had actually dispatched such a powerful army.

Directly carrying out a massacre of their British soldiers.

Watching those "ruthless and evil" Longguo soldiers on the video who knew only killing, even the British Prime Minister was deeply shaken.

As for dispatching an aircraft carrier to Longguo,

a few months ago, he would certainly have dared.

But now? What if Longguo simply fired a single missile to inherit the carrier?

Relying on Britain's current military strength, would they still attempt a transoceanic expedition?

He estimated that even if he did so, before the expeditionary soldiers even reached the Longguo coastline,

those soldiers would already be sent to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

At this moment, the ferocity of Longguo's military power made the British Prime Minister tremble.

Meanwhile, in Old Saudi, King Salman, who had just succeeded his deceased brother last year to take the throne,

after watching the slaughter unfold via the televised live broadcast,

said to his son, Mohammed bin Salman:

"It seems the Eastern Dragon has fully awakened; the center of global power is silently shifting toward the East.

I will pay a visit to Longguo in the near future..."

"I am going to visit the Dragon Country soon..."

Later known as the Demon Prince, Little Salman was deeply shocked by the footage he watched, witnessing the terrifying military might of Dragon Country.

In his eyes, the British soldiers in Syria were already considered quite elite, far superior at least to the armies of Old Saudi.

After all, the Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets still benefited from the lingering glow of its former glory.

Indeed, even Old Saudi had once fallen within the British sphere of influence.

Yet, these elite troops were now being ruthlessly slaughtered by the far fewer soldiers of Dragon Country.

This impact on Prince Little Salman was immense.

He had thought that even the Ugly Army would find it difficult to defeat these British soldiers.

Yet Dragon Country could accomplish it with ease.

As a hawk, Prince Little Salman greatly admired these Dragon Country warriors who showed no expression while killing.

In the eyes of Arabs, only such people were true heroes.

Those soldiers who wet themselves in fear, fainted, or knelt to surrender were all cowards.

Even in death, an Arab would perish together with his enemy.

Recalling his father's words just spoken,

"The Eastern Giant Dragon has fully awakened; the center of global power is silently shifting eastward."

In Prince Little Salman's eyes, possessing such a formidable army,

Dragon Country was naturally a nation deserving the respect of the entire Arab world.

After all, a powerful nation cannot be insulted!

"We must forge strong ties with this Eastern Giant Dragon; the decline of Ugly Country may be even faster than I imagined...!"

Prince Little Salman was also aware of the current domestic situation within Ugly Country.

To put it bluntly, he had initially found it impossible to believe that Ugly Country, which had dominated the world since World War II,

was now in a state of complete chaos domestically.

Various contradictions were being infinitely amplified due to the DWS weapons trading platform.

Whites versus blacks, immigrants versus native-born citizens of Ugly Country.

These conflicts were rapidly eroding the strong foundations of Ugly Country.

Yet, under such circumstances, Ugly Country was not thinking about how to solve its domestic problems.

Instead, it had rushed thousands of kilometers away to the Middle East and Syria to wage a major war.

One could say this exposed the true nature of Ugly Country since its founding:

War and aggression!

Ultimately, Ugly Country was a nation built by descendants of bandits who massacred the indigenous Native Americans to the last man and seized their lands.

Then, these people picked up the trappings of civilization, donned gentleman's hats, and believed they could disguise themselves as gentlemen.

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