"Before some countries launch wars under the guise of human rights, they should first clean up their own messes. A theocratic state with severe racial discrimination that can't even guarantee basic abortion rights, what face does it have to claim to represent democracy."
"War is a disaster for all mankind. We firmly oppose all unjust wars! If the United Nations forces, led by the United States, refuse to stop their invasion of Afghanistan, China will absolutely not stand idly by."
After the statement was issued, the world was in an uproar.
They never expected that China, which had always only issued condemnations, would take such a strong stance this time.
Immediately after, countless satellites turned towards China, beginning to closely monitor everything the Chinese military was doing.
Time ticked by, and the sky soon turned dark. As the American planes were about to begin their bombing, the Chinese military camp remained completely inactive.
When the United States released this news, many foreigners on the internet began to mock them.
"Didn't China say it wouldn't stand idly by? There's been no military movement so far. Does its promised help mean just shouting slogans and issuing stern condemnations?"
"I remember China invested quite a lot in Afghanistan. If possible, bomb all the places China invested in first. I'd like to see if they'll continue their verbal attacks or truly fight us with real weapons."
"Why even ask? Of course, it'll be stern protests and severe criticism! China's verbal skills are truly superb! Hahahaha..."
Before China could respond, American planes had quietly taken off under the cover of night. Hundreds of fighter jets ascended one after another, shattering the silence of the night.
William Ster stared intently at the radar screen, closely monitoring the entire situation in Afghanistan. "Keep a close watch, everyone. Report immediately if any other country's fighter jets appear."
"Yes, sir!"
With low-altitude satellites and radar bases operating at full capacity, countless electromagnetic waves enveloped the entirety of Afghanistan. Several American aircraft carrier fleets were positioned between China and Afghanistan, with their air defense systems fully activated to prevent any air force reinforcements.
They had made all the preparations, only failing to consider one crucial point.
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"Report," messages came back sequentially from the American KC stealth bombers, "We have arrived at Target Location One. Shall we commence bombing?"
"We have arrived at Target Location Two. Shall we commence bombing?"
"We have arrived at Target Location Three..."
Upon hearing that all the bomber planes had reached their target locations, William Ster felt a secret joy. He glanced at the satellite signals, confirmed there were no anomalies, and then waved his hand, "Bomb! Drop all the bombs. I want to show them the price of offending the United States!"
At William Ster's command, the bellies of over a hundred stealth bombers slowly opened, revealing penetrating bombs, incendiary bombs, high-explosive bombs, and various other powerful munitions.
The pilots of the stealth bombers grinned menacingly, about to press the launch buttons, when the operating interface suddenly turned red, and a piercing alarm sounded.
"Warning, warning, you have been locked onto by missiles. Retreat immediately, retreat immediately!"
"Warning, warning, you have been locked onto by missiles. Retreat immediately, retreat immediately!"
"Warning, warning, you have been locked onto by missiles. Retreat immediately, retreat immediately!"
The pilots instantly panicked. Seeing two black dots rapidly approaching on the radar screen, they quickly deployed decoy flares. "How is this possible? These are the latest stealth bombers, how could they be locked onto by Afghanistan's backward radar system!"
After the decoy flares were released, the two red and black painted missiles were diverted. The American stealth bomber pilots breathed a sigh of relief, only to see hundreds more black dots appearing below.
"Boom!"
As hundreds of missiles exploded simultaneously, the intense flames illuminated the entire sky.
At the same time, in the capital of Afghanistan, General Hafezo Smeen nervously gazed out the window. "Professor Jing, I heard the Americans have dispatched their newly developed KC stealth bombers. Can our radar really catch them?"
"Frankly, it's quite difficult, but," Jing Mingqiu's lips curved into a subtle smile, "all fear stems from insufficient firepower. Since the Americans are so arrogant, marking out their bombing times and targets, don't blame me for setting a trap in advance."
"The reason stealth bombers are stealthy relies on their special shape and the special coating on their outer surface. When they fly normally, they can achieve perfect stealth, but when they open their bomb bays to attack, it inevitably disrupts their original shape."
"At this moment, they will briefly expose their positions. Although the time is short, it's enough for our suspended missiles to launch a saturation attack."
"Even if they can't be destroyed directly, it's enough to damage their outer shell and make them lose their stealth capabilities."
"Once they lose their stealth capabilities, a hundred bomber planes facing fully armed fighter jets – what difference is there between that and lambs to the slaughter?"
Things developed as Jing Mingqiu had predicted. Most of the munitions carried by the American stealth bombers were detonated, turning the entire aircraft into a massive firework, blooming wildly in the night sky.
A small number of American stealth bomber pilots discovered the problem in time and, relying on their superb piloting skills, managed to evade the first wave of missile attacks. However, facing an encirclement by more than ten times their number of fighter jets, they were utterly defenseless.
In the end, they could only obediently land, becoming prisoners of Afghanistan along with the latest American stealth bombers.
At the American forward positions in Afghanistan, seeing their stealth bombers being shot down one after another, William Ster felt a very bad premonition.
Suddenly, his adjutant rushed in in a panic, "This is bad! Commander, this is bad! All the stealth bombers we sent to Afghanistan have been wiped out, and thirteen have been captured by Afghanistan!"
William Ster couldn't believe his ears. "You! What did you say? All stealth bombers wiped out, and some even captured by Afghanistan! How is this possible? How could such a backward place like Afghanistan be our opponent!"
"Commander! What I said is true! Our planes have really been captured by Afghanistan. They are holding a press conference now. If you don't believe me, I'll open the livestream right now."
Saying that, the adjutant took out his phone, opened the official Afghan livestream, and handed it over.
On screen, in front of a damaged American KC stealth bomber, General Hafezo Smeen was calculating. "One American KC stealth bomber is one hundred and fifty tons. The current scrap metal price is over one thousand per ton, so let's round it to one thousand per ton."
"One hundred and fifty multiplied by one thousand. How about this, let's round it up. Give me one hundred and fifty thousand for each stealth bomber."
"One hundred and fifty thousand, that's a bit expensive," Jing Mingqiu said, feigning a haggle in front of the numerous media. "The quality of these American stealth bombers is not good; they can't withstand a fight. Make it a bit cheaper."
Seeing that China was preparing to buy the latest American stealth bombers at scrap metal prices, William Ster became furious.
"Selling planes at scrap metal prices, how dare they insult the United States like this! Do you know that the latest stealth bombers are worth more than gold by weight! Pfft..."
Mid-sentence, William Ster's anger surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing on the spot.