Adoxi and Calice watched the soldiers wearing Falcon Flight Devices fly across the sky, along with the Batmobiles. They exchanged a knowing glance and went to sit in a corner of the aircraft carrier.
"How are we supposed to report this when we get back?" Adoxi asked, his face grim.
Calice sighed.
How was she supposed to know?
The technology the Eastern Country had displayed here completely outclassed theirs.
It was fair to say that unless the countries used strategic nuclear weapons, they basically had no chance against the Eastern Country.
Even if all the Western countries joined forces.
Could you imagine a horde of Transformers charging into the soldiers and hacking them to pieces?
Could you imagine a horde of Batmen beating the living daylights out of your soldiers?
Could you imagine an assault by a horde of Falcons?
It was easy to imagine.
They would be routed, then slaughtered.
They stood no chance against the other side.
"Why do they keep making things from movies produced in our country?" Calice asked, utterly baffled.
Adoxi waved a hand. "Who knows? I suspect they'll make other things in the future, too. I even think we should ask His Excellency the President to ban directors from making weapons that are too powerful when we get back. What if they make them real one day?"
For once, Calice agreed with Adoxi. She sighed and said, "I wonder what kind of scientists they have over there, to be able to make things like this."
Adoxi stared at Calice in surprise. "You still don't know who developed this technology?"
Calice frowned. "You know?"
Adoxi sighed helplessly. "People from every country have probably already figured it out. You're the only one who hasn't, Calice. I seriously wonder how you ended up in charge of the