Chapter 189: The General's Dilemma

It would have been better if he hadn't said that; the moment he did, the John Bull general flew into a rage.

"It won't blow open?"

"Impossible! Give me the Heavy Bunker-Busting Bombs!"

The John Bull general roared.

"Nothing can stop the footsteps of the Sun Never Sets Empire! If one bunker-busting bomb isn't enough, then two, three!"

"I brought a total of 20 bunker-busting bombs this time; I refuse to believe I can't blow open this turtle shell!"

Watching the John Bull general above, the Gaul Chicken general to the side sighed softly.

With a teammate like this, can they even win?

Getting hot-headed at the slightest disagreement—won't he really sabotage his teammates?

Thinking of this, the Gaul Chicken general glanced again at the Hans Cat general, who was watching the spectacle from the side.

Suddenly, his head began to ache.

Better to try and persuade the two of them first.

"Calm down," the Gaul Chicken general said, "General of John Bull."

"We are currently only in the reconnaissance phase. If you cannot remain calm during reconnaissance, then I don't think there is any need to fight this war."

"The Huaxia of today is no longer that humiliated dynasty."

"Although he is injured, if he risks his life, taking us down with him is not a problem, not to mention there is still a Da Mao watching the show; do you understand?"

Although the John Bull general was somewhat prone to getting hot-headed, he still had a brain.

After listening to these words from the Gaul Chicken general, he took a few deep breaths and calmed down.

"Then tell me, what should we do? We can't just go to war while knowing nothing, right?" the John Bull general said.

The Gaul Chicken general did not answer immediately, but instead looked at the map of Huaxia and pondered for a while.

Only then did he say: "Like this, dispatch the bombers and have them fly around Huaxia at the fastest speed possible."

"The defensive line is so large, there must be loopholes; look carefully."

"If there are loopholes, then send in the robots!"

Speaking of this, the Gaul Chicken general turned his head to look at the Hans Cat general.

"Hey, stop watching the show!"

"Bring out the things you've been hiding at the bottom of the box; don't think about denying that the art student didn't leave you any black technology!"

The Gaul Chicken general's words blocked all of the Hans Cat general's paths of retreat.

"Fine, I won't hide anything," the Hans Cat general said.

"Notify me once you find them, and I will have the robots intervene in the operation."

After receiving the assurance, an order was passed down, and everyone began to get busy.

Yet, precisely at this moment, a discordant voice came from within the room.

"Um, everyone?"

"We've been busy for so long, do you want to eat some special Italian pasta? Or soul pizza!"

(Doing a bit, please imagine the accent of Vito from Garfield's Fun Life.)

Once these words were spoken, everyone immediately turned their heads to look at the person who spoke.

And the person who said that was none other than the Italian general.

Being stared at by a group of people, the Italian general felt somewhat at a loss.

Why are this group of people looking at him like this?

He just asked if they wanted to eat pasta and pizza, was it really that big of a deal?

What?

Was he wrong?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How could he possibly be wrong!

There is a good old saying in Huaxia: food is the heaven of the people, and one goes hungry if they miss a single meal.

You can't fight a war without eating, right?

Since that's the case, it must be for some other reason.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, the Italian general hesitated for a moment and said: "Um, there is more than one flavor of pasta, there are actually many flavors."

"Including the shape of the pasta; each shape corresponds to a type of sauce."

"As for pizza, it can also be customized!"

Everyone:...

He is... forget it... forget it... never mind.

Italy doing something like this at a time like this didn't feel out of place at all.

The Gaul Chicken general thought for a moment and was the first to order.

"Creamy pasta with extra black olives."

Following the Gaul Chicken general's order, the others also began to order.

Half an hour later, everyone was eating.

The Gaul Chicken general ate his pasta, sighing in his heart.

Sigh, forget it, no need to be serious with Italy.

It was about the same during World War II, so there's no need to say anything more.

Let's just treat him as logistics and a mascot for now; as for fighting the war, let's leave that to ourselves.

Thinking of this, the general of the Gaul Chicken glanced out the window again, and he could not help but sigh once more.

Was it truly the right decision for them and the others to listen to the Eagle Sauce?

At this moment, the general of the Gaul Chicken suddenly recalled the way his president had acted so obsequiously in front of that group of people.

Perhaps... the choice to surrender at the 6-minute mark wouldn't be so bad.

At the very least, that legendary-level achievement would never be broken!

Meanwhile, Ye Cang was talking to the old man about the enemy forces currently attacking Huaxia.

"The intelligence I received is that almost every country has mobilized their entire force; it's just that apart from those other three countries, the rest are not worth mentioning."

"Their fighter jets and the like are all obsolete goods."

The old man nodded after listening.

"Mm, I understand."

"Xiao Cang, your plan has been very successful!" the old man said, "But before the war begins, we still have one most important thing to do."

"Only once this matter is handled well can the war truly begin!"

The old man's words caused a big question mark to appear on Ye Cang's forehead.

The most important thing?

What could that be?

If he remembered correctly, there shouldn't be anything left.

First, the justification for war had been resolved.

And it was done with full confidence!

Secondly, the expansion of the troops was also completed; with 200,000 Super Soldiers equipped with excellent gear, let alone Earth, even Morgana would get a headache if she saw this lineup.

Just as Ye Cang thought of this, Morgana, who was watching the excitement in the Vatican, sneezed.

Rubbing her nose, Morgana muttered: "Damn, is that brat Karl talking about me?"

"Although he's a decent guy, he's really not my type!"

As she spoke, Morgana looked back at the screen, which was playing the situation over in Huaxia.

Ato, who had been standing by Morgana's side the whole time, couldn't help but say something while looking at the screen.

"Queen, I don't understand."

"Earthlings are truly too strange; clearly we are invading them, and the Taotie are also invading them, so why is it that at a time like this, they still have the heart for infighting?"

"And they are even mobilizing their entire force to deal with Huaxia."

Morgana chuckled upon hearing this.

"Ato, it is normal that you don't understand."

"Infighting is always the theme of a Pre-nuclear Civilization; they always feel that they alone should be the one true king."

"This kind of mentality will cause wars to grow larger and larger, until they trigger nuclear bombs to destroy all civilization entirely."

"Of course, one cannot rule out another possibility: the emergence of a true king on the eve of nuclear war, and this true king will achieve true unification."

"Only then will infighting disappear, and the civilization's technology will undergo a qualitative leap."