At an altitude of 320 kilometers.
An aerospace plane roughly twice the size of the Rosy Glow slowly closed its open bomb bay and cruised steadily along the edge of the atmosphere.
"...This is the Kunpeng. All onboard weapons have been launched."
"This is Ground Command. Target impact confirmed. Friendly forces will take over the ground battlefield. Return immediately."
"Copy."
Four massive electric propulsion engines drew long, pale-blue arcs through deep space. Propelled by high-temperature plasma, the giant bird named Kunpeng began its return to the ground.
Battlefield intelligence had been taken over by military observation satellites, which provided information services to friendly forces on the ground while transmitting enemy coordinates and combat routes processed by the Star Sea-1 quantum computer to the terminals of ground attack drones.
Meanwhile, at the Aerospace Forces Command Headquarters in Jinling.
Standing beside a massive display, Li Gaoliang pointed at the various parameters and markers on the screen as he introduced—or rather, showed off—their modern battlefield command system to Lu Zhou.
"Satellite imaging, supercomputer processing, and real-time battlefield rendering allow us to create a three-dimensional, digital model of the battlefield. We can maximize the efficiency of every combat unit and every available battlefield resource."
"As you can see, the red markers represent Unit B, while the green markers represent Unit A... our friendly forces. Of course, Somalia's equipment is too outdated, and they don't trust us that much either, so we can't command them."
Lu Zhou asked, "What about the ones marked with crosses?"
Li Gaoliang replied, "Targets confirmed killed or destroyed."
Watching the red dots turn into gray crosses one after another, Lu Zhou fell silent for a moment and sighed softly.
"At this point, war is practically no different from a computer game."
"It's much simpler than a computer game," Li Gaoliang