After chatting idly for a while, Mr. Truman sighed with some emotion.
"The war is going to end."
Over the past two months, the two sides had committed nearly five million troops in total and fought a major war around the Central and Southern Regions of Peng Joe.
The casualties on both sides had now exceeded two million. The exact figure still needed to be calculated.
The Federal casualties were also severe. The Department of Defense had given an initial estimate of around eight hundred to nine hundred thousand.
Of course, Peng Joe had suffered even more deaths.
Aside from the casualties, the investment in the war and the loss of machinery and equipment had also been astonishing!
Both sides had realized that continuing to fight might not produce a better outcome!
Emperor Peng Joe was determined to preserve his final shred of dignity. Even if the Federation committed another one or two million troops, the final result might still remain more or less the same.
Before the great war began, the Federal Military had proposed the idea of "fighting all the way to the capital of the Peng Joe Empire," but in the end, it still had not been realized.
The secondary battlefields on both sides had already begun to cease fire. The intensity of the fighting on the main battlefield had decreased, and preparations for new ceasefire negotiations were also underway.
"This time, it will very likely be the final round of Peace Talks." Mr. Truman lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
He was currently smoking Every Moment, a low-end cigarette from the Every Moment line that cost two dollars a pack. It was made from a blend of Nagaril and Maliro tobacco.
It was raw tobacco with a very powerful kick, which suited the lower-end