News that the Ugly Pilot lost his route and forced landing in SRBija was quickly spread. After all, he lost five advanced fighter jets at one time. Such a major failure cannot be concealed from the outside world.

In combination with the news that the Chou Kingdom had suggested that it would use force against SRBija in the early stage, all the forces paying attention to this matter have realized something very clearly:

At this time, SRBija is no longer the South Alliance of the past.

In other words, China at this time is no longer the China of the past.

Without any military deployment, relying solely on the equipment they provide, SRBija can launch an air confrontation with the world's strongest country, and even achieve a 0:5 victory, forcing 4 F-35s to land and shoot down an EA-18...

Such strength is enough to protect oneself even if it is placed in the entire Europe.

So everyone turned their attention to the Truman aircraft carrier formation far away in the Mediterranean, quietly waiting for their next move.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the command room of the Truman aircraft carrier was unprecedentedly solemn.

Just a few days ago, there were jokes about the USS Stanis being engraved with Chinese characters on this aircraft carrier, but just over a dozen hours later, they themselves became jokes.

The commander-in-chief of the formation looked at the briefing in his hand with a deep face and asked:

“…So now it’s basically certain that our pilots are safe?”

The commander of the carrier-based aircraft wing on the side nodded and replied:

"Yes, they did not pursue our parachuting pilots and after the arrest they were properly placed in accordance with the Geneva Convention."

"From the last call, the injured person's condition is basically stable and there is no major emotional problem."

The commander-in-chief of the formation nodded and continued to ask:

"Where is our plane? Has it been dismantled?"

"...No, they don't seem to be very interested in the f-35... To be honest, our opponents have indeed crossed the stage where we need to be interested in the f-35's technology."

"From this conflict, whether it is engines, aerodynamics, electronic confrontation, radars or weapons systems, they are already above us."

"Maybe they have also done some research on the F-35, but at least this research is limited in terms of the integrity of the aircraft seen on current satellite images."

Hearing the other party's answer, the commander-in-chief sighed in a complicated mood.

If it is backwards 10 years ago, even if an EA-18 falls, it will be enough for one side to launch a small-scale war against SRBija?

But now, four F-35s are placed in the other party's airport, but their side can only comfort themselves, "They are not interested in F-35."

Would you really not be interested?

Yes, those rabbits have already advanced skills, but they will never miss any opportunity to learn. As old opponents who deal with them the most, they know this better than anyone else.

Can't be seen on satellite images?

What can this prove?

Perhaps when they finally returned these four planes, even the screws on the landing gear had been re-twisted?

Thinking of this, he put down the briefing in his hand and asked:

"What is the attitude of Congress? How do we get back to the plane? It's impossible to rely on force -- unless we really plan to fight a small war."

"But I think even if we want to fight, those rabbits won't give us a chance--the last time I was near Ryukyu was a lesson."

The commander-in-chief of the corps nodded and replied:

"It's true... Fortunately, we didn't suffer much damage this time. We did not expect that they would deploy electronic combat aircraft in SRBija. If we receive the message in advance... forget it."

"It's meaningless to say these things now. Congress means to get the fighter jets back through negotiations. After previous communication, the other party has already scheduled the negotiations this afternoon. In theory, we will have an answer to the final solution to this matter in two hours..."

.....

srbija, Belgrade.

This was two hours after the negotiations, an SRBija official named Loves came to the hospital where the injured pilot was located and had a face-to-face conversation with them.

Robert, who was the worst injured, was still lying on the bed. His skull had a minor fracture, a fractured left arm, and a dislocation of the cervical spine. Although none of them were fatal injuries, he still recovered very slowly.

Moreover, such injuries greatly affected his daily life - especially in the absence of professional nursing staff.

Most of the time, he could only rely on David in the same ward to take care of him. Fortunately, they were originally tacit comrades-in-arms and did not have any rift in these trivial matters.

However, after meeting Loves, complaints about the medical and living environment are indispensable.

He probably thought this was a condolence-style reception from SRBija, and thought that his country had already gained an advantage in the negotiations.

“…… Like I said, if you don’t have a caregiver, or don’t want to provide a caregiver, it doesn’t matter, we can take care of ourselves.”

“But, at least in terms of diet, you should provide food that meets the minimum standards.”

"I eat black bread and water every day, occasionally with vegetables, and milk only a small cup of breakfast... I'm afraid this treatment is worse than that of a refugee camp, right?"

"Also, when can we go back? How are my other comrades? Why are we forbidden from contacting them?"

"Even if we can't go back, when will we be able to leave the surveillance and let the air go? I'm almost crazy when I stay in this small room!"

Looking at Loves's calm smile, Robert became more and more angry as he spoke, and finally he even spoke directly:

"In such an era, in such a modern country, you are still treating us with the attitude of treating prisoners of war during World War II!"

"------We are not even prisoners of war! It's just that some accidents happened and you shot down directly!"

"You should regret this inhumane behavior!"

"By the way, you probably have agreed on the conditions? How do you plan to compensate us for our losses?"

Lovs, who was sitting opposite him, was unmoved at all, and seemed to be unable to hear the other party's accusations and doubts at all. He just took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat beads that oozed slightly from his face.

This room without air conditioning is indeed a bit too hot.

The weather that year was as hot as it is now.

At that time, I was an official of the Information Department in the official department. At the end of the battle, I saw the scene of civilian facilities being bombed and the tragic situation of civilians crowding in the hospital.

He still remembers a little girl he visited. Her arm had been smashed by a cluster bomb. She could only use her unskilled left hand when eating, but when facing her stranger, she still tried her best to show her strong look.

No matter how she tried to communicate with her, she didn't say a word. She only put down the spoon in her hand and asked herself when she was about to leave in the end:

"Do you know how much a prosthetic cost?"

I didn't answer at that time, and later, I never had the chance to answer again.

Because the girl died of leukemia caused by depleted uranium bombs only four years later, and she was unable to install a suitable prosthesis until she died of illness.

The past scenes are still vivid in my mind. Loves suddenly felt a little funny when he looked at the arrogant face of the man opposite.

Did he think he was showing weakness to them?

Did he actually think that the country behind him would show weakness to them?

This is probably the most interesting joke he has heard recently.

Seeing that Robert didn't say anything, Loves slowly breathed and said:

"First of all, as I am, I cannot argue with you, nor can I care about the details you are talking about."

"But, since you have asked, I will give you an answer."

"When you complain about the poor quality of food, I hope you can think carefully about why there is a shortage of food in Belgrade; when you complain about the shortage of nursing staff, I hope you can reflect on why your pain is caused; when you complain about your lack of freedom, I hope you can read the book on the bedside and see how many people have lost their lives in your bombardment."

"We have not yet collected the blood debt from you for twenty years. Now you still ask me to treat you with humanitarian standards?"

"Sorry, this is impossible. Letting you still live in this world is our greatest humanitarianism."

After a pause, Loves continued:

"You said I should feel regretful? Yes, I do feel regretful."

"But, I feel sorry, why did that air-to-air missile not blow you up? Why didn't you fall to death from the air? Why didn't you be eaten by wild animals after landing?"

"......This is probably your fate, I can't ask too much."

As he spoke, Loves stood up.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took a deep breath after igniting it, and continued:

"I heard from the doctor that nicotine can have a bad effect on your injuries, but sorry, I'm a very addicted person."

"The purpose of my visit here today is probably different from what you think."

"I'm not here to comfort you, I'm just assigned by my superiors to give you a notice."

"-----You just asked me if we have reached an agreement on the compensation issue?"

"Yes, we're almost here to agree."

"We will pay you a disability pension, mental damage costs of RMB 4.5 million, and property damage costs of RMB 28.5 million."

"At the same time, you need to pay us missile costs, aircraft depreciation costs, radar losses costs, fuel consumption, airport stops, compensation for crashed aircraft damage farmland. The loss of work costs caused by communication interruption caused by electromagnetic interference in your side, the salary of the search and rescue team, emergency medical assistance costs, food costs, and psychological counseling consultation fees, totaling 460 million yuan."

"You, as well as your comrades, will be prohibited from leaving until the payment is completed."

Robert and David in the room looked at Loves in shock, and after a long time, Robert shouted:

"We have never received psychological counseling services at all! This is simply unreasonable."

A smile appeared on Loves' face, and he turned his head to Robert's direction and said:

“Isn’t that right now?”
Chapter completed!