So that was it? Xu Jia stared at the battle's conclusion, her face darkening.
What the hell was this?
It looked like a highly advanced war, but the actual fighting methods were incredibly primitive.
The natives were one thing—wielding swords, spears, and clubs, with a few possessing superpowers—but their combat mostly consisted of close-quarters brawling.
Kang the Conqueror's robot army was equally primitive.
The robots carried short spears—or rather, high-tech short spears—and fought the natives at close range. Every so often, they fired lasers from those spears. They were supposedly advanced, yet they hardly seemed so.
In short, from Xu Jia's perspective, both sides were fighting in an incredibly backward and primitive manner.
These high-tech robots practically looked like a scam.
For China, war meant saturating the battlefield with firepower. Whether it worked or not, they just had to throw every kind of hot weapon they had at the enemy's heads.
China had once suffered greatly from this. Faced with the enemy's overwhelming firepower and superior weapons, their forebears could only hold the line with their lives. That had left China obsessed with firepower.
Commonly known as Fear of Insufficient Firepower.
But now, the roles of attacker and defender had changed. China's weapons had advanced, and its ammunition reserves were growing ever larger. Naturally, others had to get a taste of that terror too.
In Xu Jia's view, if China's military had taken part in this war, their first move would definitely have been a round of firepower saturation.
Then countless Heavenly Soldier Robots would have entered the field and continued suppressing the enemy with firepower, pinning them down and minimizing casualties on their own side.
For China, people were its greatest asset. No matter how many Heavenly Soldier Robots were lost, they were merely consumables. There was no need