Mr. Truman looked at Lin Qi, his expression and attitude both serious.
"We've lived through the Federation's darkest days, and we're now experiencing the days leading toward a better future. I hope what we leave the people of the Federation and the world is a fortune, not a mess!"
"If we let the world learn the truth about Senaus, everything we've worked to preserve might be thrown away by our own hands."
After using special incendiary poison gas bombs to exterminate more than a hundred thousand people in one stroke, Mr. Truman had, honestly speaking, needed more than ten minutes to come back to his senses after learning that this was how they had won the decisive battle.
Although he had indeed discussed the issue of taking no prisoners and had seen the reports from the front, he had also seen the thoughts of the Commander-in-Chief of the Winter Offensive in Maliro, the Federal Army lieutenant general.
But he... still didn't quite know how to describe what he was feeling inside.
He wanted the world to see a strong Federal Government and a people who dared to resist and defend peace.
Not a group of Executioners who invaded someone else's homeland and used poison gas bombs!
When you fought someone in an honest, life-or-death duel until only one person remained, people would offer praise and blessings, no matter who won.
But if you used despicable methods to achieve victory, people would only jeer.
From the objective perspective of the outcome, the two were actually the same—
The enemy was dead, and you were still alive.
But why did people have two different opinions? Because people were emotional and pursued romance. They wanted the victor to be a battered hero, and heroes were always bound by morality! They didn't want the