Once war began, it was difficult to end before both sides had been pushed beyond what they could bear.
In truth, many nations and people regarded this as the beginning of the Third World War.
This Plane War had unquestionably spread to most countries across the world, and most of the world's population would be affected, directly or indirectly. When disaster struck, everyone realized just how precious and fragile the peace they had once taken for granted truly was.
And now, the island nations of the Pacific Ocean probably understood that reality most painfully.
"Perhaps some countries are already about to disappear from the stage of history."
Large numbers of refugees were placed aboard crude Log Battleships. Even though local officials stressed that the area was now safe, they still refused to seek shelter in the city's Gymnasium.
Rumors continued to spread. The citizens lucky enough to survive had become frightened birds, and no one could truly put them at ease. In fact, under the current circumstances, letting down their guard was not necessarily a good thing.
No one could guarantee that this place would not become a battlefield again. Some refugees hoped for the protection of the foreign fleet, believing that everyone would die without these East Country People. Others tried to drive the outsiders away, believing they would bring disaster. Both claims seemed entirely possible.
Watching the rain before him and the lost, despairing crowds behind him, Lu PingAn felt deeply moved.
The memories of two lives had made him instinctively believe that modern state systems were remarkably stable. No matter how fiercely war raged outside, his homeland would remain peacefully ordinary. But now, it seemed that no one was truly special. When the Plane War began, no one had been prepared.
Perhaps even modern nations that had