Everyone's War

"I think you should set up a defensive line."

At the meeting, Kang De pointed to the perimeter of the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant and said to the officers in the tents and the Joint Chiefs of Staff members participating via video conference, "It would be best to set up positions."

A general in the video looked puzzled. "A position?"

"Yes, the position."

Kang De said seriously, "It's those war movies, from World War II. Back then, Japan wasn't your son yet. You were fighting them on islands, digging everywhere. Or like in the Europe theater, when the main force fighting Germany was the Soviet Union. You weren't as shameless as you are now..."

Although he had crammed on English using a speed-up program over the past few months, Kang De's energy was limited, and he hadn't learned it very well. His accent, with its lingering plasticity, remained. The generals, after much guesswork, finally understood what the China man meant. "You mean, we should go back to the trench warfare era?"

Kang De nodded solemnly. "Yes."

He gestured with his hands and said, "The monsters in this nuclear power plant are digging trenches, so you guys dig some too. Surround them from the outside, block them out, to prevent them from breaking out or expanding their territory..."

The soldiers in the conference room looked at each other in astonishment, seemingly suppressing something.

Some people are naturally easy to laugh at; for example, a white man might just burst out laughing.

He chuckled, then knew something was terribly wrong. He immediately felt a chilling aura rushing towards him, like a cold front blowing from Can*da, bone-chilling and terrifying.

A dark shadow flashed before his eyes. Before he could react, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown to the side. He was sent flying like a cloud, skimming along the ground and crashing around in a daze.

"What are you laughing at, your mother?"

Kang De casually flicked his wrist, hooking the folding stool made by the white man into his hand with his foot. He then coldly swept his gaze over the other American Empire soldiers, who looked on nervously, trying to appear calm.

"You, you, you!" Kang De pointed out three people and shouted, "Ah Tan—Shen!"

The officers jumped up as if their buttocks were on fire. "Lust! I'm a lustful man!"

Kang De tossed the folding stool over, pointed at the white guy rolling on the ground, and said, "You guys replicate the golden spirit of the United Kingdom Army, shove a stool leg into his ass, and that'll be the end of it."

The three of them wore expressions as if they'd just eaten shit—why us?

"The stool has four legs," Kang De said, waving his hand. "I'll do it; you all join him as investors."

The three officers looked at each other, hesitant to act.

The other senior officers at the Tripwire Base sat ramrod straight, their eyes fixed straight ahead, even more obedient than when they first entered military academy. Ever since this China scoundrel entered the base, they hadn't had a single good day.

An army staff officer's voice came from the screen. "Sir Kang De, is this...?"

"What did you say?" Kang De leaned closer to the camera, his voice menacing. "Can't hear me? Or should I come to Washington and talk to you face-to-face? I haven't even been to the Five-Headed Building yet."

The black general shut his mouth.

Before the tension could fully build, Kang De turned and stood up straight. "Let's talk about trench warfare again—what are your opinions and thoughts on my suggestion?"

"That is indeed the case, Mr. Kang De."

The chief of staff of the Joint Chiefs of Staff took over the conversation and said in a deep voice, "Trench tactics are outdated. Although the concept of defensive lines still exists in modern warfare, it is no longer about 'infantry digging trenches,' especially for the U. S. military. Mechanized mobile warfare has long been the mainstream, and infantry battlefields are mainly concentrated in cities..."

Kang De shrugged and said, "So what are you planning to do about the nuclear power plant?"

The other party hesitated, as if they wanted to say something but then stopped.

"More and more strange things are emerging from the altar, and who knows what else will pop out next. Your large-scale firepower attack on Fira is pathetic. It made a lot of noise, but it was all bark and no bite. You didn't achieve anything significant. It's a complete disaster. You still want to save the earth like this? Have you gone mad from the counterinsurgency war? Or are you now only good at bullying the weak and tormenting civilians?"

A China guy, making sarcastic remarks in front of the de facto highest military command of the Amerikkka —this is such a satisfying thing, it should be filmed! Kang De, laced with barbs, grumbled, "Don't want to dig trenches? Then tell me, what do we do when these strange enemies suddenly appear and get out? How do we intercept them? How do we defend against them?"

"Just airstrikes and artillery fire? This is Can*da! What if your F-35s chase after and bomb some aliens trying to escape, and someone takes pictures? What if civilians are accidentally injured? Our allies will be shocked!"

"What, you're not convinced? You think you know everything? More than me? Let me tell you, no one knows more about the extraordinary than me! I'm not saying this to be mean, but you foreigners have such a distorted mentality! You've never been beaten up, so you don't know how powerful extraordinary enemies are..."

Just then, an indignant protest rang out in the video conference. "Kang De! We paid you to come here and put up with your rudeness and disrespect to resolve the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant issue! Not to spout nonsense here! Stop doing pointless things and solve our problem as soon as possible!"

Kang De raised an eyebrow and said, "A Chuan, why aren't you printing paper to raise funds? What are you babbling about here?"

"Fuck you! I am the President of the Amerikkka, the Supreme Commander of the Fourth Army! Of course I have the right to know everything that happens in this country!" A Chuan shouted, "And to question your suspicious behavior!"

Kang De snapped, "Hey, you in charge, kick him out of the group!"

"How dare you! I am the President! I have the right to question you! Kang De! This is not a problem-solving attitude at all—it's like using Amerikkka as experimental subjects!"

... Hold!

Upon hearing this, Kang De was deeply shaken.

Unfortunately, A Chuan had not yet transcended the wisdom of mortals. Although he realized this with his beastly intuition, he was still bound by his own nature and blamed everything on China.

He questioned, "Are you helping China accumulate experience and collect data?"

Kang De yawned and said coldly, "I said, are you going to kick him out of the group right now, or watch me and A Chuan do a two-hour stand-up comedy show? This is a paid program."

To be honest, I really want to.

The soldiers sometimes couldn't stand this damned president; watching him be completely suppressed and humiliated by the China was quite an enjoyable experience.

But the Joint Chiefs of Staff of Staff was, after all, a respectable organization with supreme command authority. The chief sent a few henchmen to appease A Chuan, then apologized, said a few polite words, and asked A Chuan to leave the chat room.

However, after the president's reminder, the atmosphere of the meeting changed somewhat.

Kang De said calmly, "Gentlemen, you pay me to be your consultant, yet you're unwilling to pay a hefty price for me to solve your problems. In other words, we're working together, while you lack the ability to act independently. I am indispensable to you..."

Indispensable my ass! You're the one who causes trouble if we don't pay you! You're the one who practically forced us to pay you! Even the most despicable vampire in Congress is a hundred times kinder than you!

In a silent grumbling, Kang De continued, "Since they are indispensable, you must be aware of your status as the weak. The weak must obey the orders of the strong, the weak must be deprived by the strong, and even if you don't like it, the weak must do what the strong want them to do, just like now."

He chuckled as he said this, "You Amerikkka drive dogs to bite people every day, sucking their marrow from their bones, forcing them to donate blood to save their fathers. This kind of logic shouldn't be unfamiliar to you."

"So, let's get to work, dig trenches." Kang De waved his hand and said, "Frankly, I want to use the military and material resources of you Amerikkka to test the strength of this extraordinary invasion. I want to use this opportunity to confirm the threat and effectiveness of Earth's conventional military forces against these things. I want to share the results and data with my motherland, my friends. This is business."

"Just like your movies often say, business is business."

The officers at the Tripwire Base were utterly insignificant figures. The ones who truly issued orders and decided the fates of many were the generals of the Joint Five-Headed Building of Staff displayed on the screen. Kang De stared directly at these men who controlled the strongest military force on Earth, a provocative smile on his face.

"Get to work, United States. You set the rules, so don't be a sore loser."

In the blizzard-like silence, a foul-smelling groan came from outside the tent.

"You're a bastard, Kang De, you're a complete bastard."

After a moment of silence, the Chief of Staff of the Joint Chiefs of Staff spoke, "You are so lacking in military common sense. Your proposal is a pile of dog shit. Our soldiers will intercept any aliens who dare to escape, but they will not adopt your stupid plan. Trenchings are relics of the past; only third-rate countries defending themselves against each other due to civil war would continue to use them. Modern warfare defenses are not such inconvenient things..."

"Interesting." Kang De sat down at the table to the side. "Old man, so you guys are pretty brave, huh?"

The chief stated decisively, "Although for decades we have relentlessly attacked with unparalleled superiority, this does not mean that the Amerikkka' army is ignorant of defense. We have been preparing for a real war, and today you will see that we can withstand any enemy of the Amerikkka, whether it be Middle East bombers, savage Russia, or..."

Kang De reached for another folding stool and shook its legs.

The chief of staff of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, the de facto supreme commander of the Amerikkka military, spoke with a firm expression and piercing eyes, resolutely and without fear. "Aliens."

The Fire Thief tossed the chair aside, clapped, and exclaimed, "Awesome, awesome!"

"... Modern warfare is not just about beyond-visual-range missiles and artillery; it also involves entirely new forms of defensive organization. This is the true art of war, and the Amerikkka will show you."

Upon hearing this, Kang De nodded repeatedly, "Good, good, good, let me see for myself."

The video call was interrupted, and the meeting ended.

At the Five-Headed Building, the Chief of Staff of the Joint Chiefs of Staff kicked over a chair. "Damn China!"

The white-haired general, his face grim, said coldly, "You all heard that. Kang De has no sincerity whatsoever. This communist has always harbored extreme hostility towards the free world and will not wholeheartedly fight alongside us. The Amerikkka will ultimately have to rely on themselves..."

He addressed the generals, "Establish defensive lines, send in more troops, and first and foremost, ensure that those strange aliens do not spread. Set up defensive lines around the Bruce Nuclear Power Plant."

"Secondly, we must expedite the deployment of weapons and the formulation of plans. The last large-scale firepower attack failed, and the effectiveness of conventional weapons has been greatly reduced; they may even be intercepted by the enemy. We must quickly debug and equip weapons that are unaffected by the Deceleration Field, and then launch an attack to open a breach."

"You've all seen Kang De's attitude. He has no intention of helping us at all, and is even happy to see us waste ammunition and manpower here. He will never take the initiative to launch an offensive. If we want him to move, we'll have to gain the upper hand and achieve results first before he'll shamelessly come over..."

"You despicable bastard! You're more disgusting than the greediest politician I've ever met! You do everything yourself, and only try to reap the rewards when it's all over!"

At this point, the chief slammed his fist on the table.

"Tell the President to reach an agreement with the China side as soon as possible and urge Kang De to make the appropriate contribution!"

He shouted, "The General Staff must devise a flawless and incredibly powerful plan to completely confine the enemy at the nuclear power plant, creating an impenetrable iron wall of defense! I want Kang De to know that even without him, the mighty Amerikkka can defeat any enemy!"

"Yes!"

New plans were being drafted, and the war machine continued to accelerate under pressure from the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Meanwhile, Kang De, who was being cursed and complained about by the generals, was singing.

"In spring I planted a small seed of mockery, in autumn the US military helped me build a massive defensive line..."

As he sang, he looked at the soil environment and reports around the nuclear power plant, and compared them with the terrain north of Nar City, carefully studying the area around the vanguard positions of the Northern Council's invading army.

This leapfrog deployment project is quite large...

He was making plans while simultaneously dialing his cell phone.

Senior Colonel Tian's laughter came through the receiver. "Comrade Kang De, I'm truly impressed. Killing two birds with one stone! You've managed to gather American military intelligence and operational information while doing so..."

--You underestimate me! How could there only be two birds!

Kang De had already set his sights on yet another bird. "On another note, Senior Colonel Tian, if this were to happen domestically, what plans do we have for establishing defensive lines and preventing the enemy from breaking through?"

Senior Colonel Tian, also a frontline soldier, though later transferred to civilian positions, still possessed excellent military skills. After a moment's thought, he said, "Considering the unknown strength of the enemy, who may possess considerable firepower and offensive capabilities, if our army were to establish a defensive line..."

The colonel replied, "We might consider an artificial mountain."

Artificial mountain?

Kang De was pondering.

More and more birds were being targeted, almost like the eye of death.

He said, "In the future, we may face extraordinary enemies who, like now, invade our territory with overwhelming numbers and unpredictable, strange powers. With our air and firepower advantages weakened by mysterious forces like Deceleration Field, the defensive lines will become extremely important..."

Senior Colonel Tian agreed, "You're right."

"So this time we'll still be learning from the American Empire, but we also need to have our own plans and preparations."

Kang De said, "I think the extraordinary research center we built in China, which is under my name, needs to be expanded. It should not only serve as a research and application center for extraordinary powers, but also as a training base for troops from various military regions to train in rotation to prepare for potential future challenges."

"I'll just invest the money and benefits I got from the American Empire this time into the expansion of this training center, which will also help the country with some of its production capacity. I have the money, but the land needs to be approved by the government. Ideally, it should be built like Zhurihe, housing a standing army. In the future, if our research on Spiritual Runes and the extraordinary makes breakthroughs, we can also deploy extraordinary equipment and psionic warfare tactics to act as a hypothetical enemy for military exercises..."

Senior Colonel Tian was stunned.

He pondered for a moment and said, "This is a matter of great importance; it needs to be reported to my superiors. It's not something I can decide on my own."

"That's natural," Kang De said casually. "It's just an idea of mine. Whether it works or not depends on you. Anyway, I think that as these extraordinary events increase and our research into Spiritual Runes and extraordinary powers deepens, this is an area we inevitably need to work on."

"Furthermore, we can invite troops from friendly countries to train here, and the training base needs to be expanded to include various battlefield environments for soldiers to train in and familiarize themselves with..."

He put down his phone, ended the call, Kang De shook his head with a smile.

Doing things is like playing chess; you can achieve several goals with just one task—how wonderful!

After all, their opponent is Star Palace...

He sighed silently.

Having annihilated countless eras, its power and foundation were revealed in this Council battle. The Deceleration Field posed a huge threat to Earth's military forces, and the large-scale firepower attack launched not long ago did not achieve overwhelming results... This is nothing more than a small trick of the Star Palace.

To attempt to defeat the Star Palace with Mortal World power is nothing short of a pipe dream.

The only hope lies with Earth... Its immense productivity and sheer size, used to arm and enhance the power of the other world, offer the only possibility of victory.

However, Earth cannot be dragged into this otherworldly catastrophe. Therefore, the White Mist World, as a mirror world, is the best transit point. Everything on Earth will be projected into the White Mist World. In other words, by building an unbreakable fortress on Earth, he can transfer the mirror image of the White Mist World to the other world.

In his and the Parrot's plan, after resolving the Council and annexing Goth, a large-scale deployment on Earth would begin... In fact, it had already started.

Utilize all available resources.

Besides...

Horus.

Kang De spoke to his son, the Iron Son: "The legion is preparing to march... You will preside over the mobilization rally, so that our soldiers and people may know that war has come and victory is imperative."

"Yes."

They must be tempered by war; they must grow into a force to be trusted.

Because this is a war for everyone.