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Several Arms Tycoons found themselves in a precarious situation, caught in the crossfire of public opinion regarding Tactical Nuclear Weapons. They were baffled, unable to comprehend why everyone believed they had such capabilities. Some even thought they not only possessed these weapons but were also prepared to use them. Wasn't that utterly ridiculous?
The launch of such weapons required the President of the Great Federation and relevant military leaders to combine their keys—how could they possibly have access to that? The Arms Tycoons had no time to entertain such absurd discussions; their immediate priority was to stabilize their own foundations. They hurriedly ordered their subordinates to counter the narrative, asserting that it was merely a smear campaign by the Great Federation, and that they did not possess Tactical Nuclear Weapons at all. It was simply a vile tactic of public opinion warfare!
However, despite issuing various statements and spending money like water, they could not quell the rising tide of online discourse. People thought quite simply: if you don’t have Tactical Nuclear Weapons, what gives you the courage and audacity to stand against the Great Federation? Surely, they must have them and be ready to use them to dare engage in conflict with the Great Federation.
At that moment, perhaps only those from the Great Federation's Hawk Faction who were unjustly blamed could empathize with the Arms Tycoons; they truly felt wronged! The Arms Tycoons could accept defeat but not this senseless humiliation. A single rumor and a manipulative campaign had turned what was once an evenly matched situation into a complete loss—who could bear that?
They reached out to other factions, seeking allies in hopes of mounting a counterattack against the Great Federation. Yet, in an instant, they faced defeat. The psychological blow was immense, leaving each of them in silence.
Should they continue to resist? It seemed impossible; it was better to concede. Once the people from the Great Federation entered their territory and wreaked havoc, their Military Industry would suffer extensive damage, drastically reducing their production capacity. With only a few districts holding power, any significant loss in Military Industry output would make it even more impossible to contend with the Great Federation as a whole.
What about fleeing? Where could they run? Even if they had private jets, at such a critical moment, they might just be shot down by a missile. How could they dare escape? In any case, falling into the hands of the Great Federation meant that for the sake of their own Military Industry capacity, they would still have to treat them well.
At least they could still maintain some dignity in the end, so the Arms Tycoons decided not to flee. Unbeknownst to them, they harbored a deep-seated hatred for the originator of the rumors, Anthony, who was currently lurking right beneath their feet.
Anthony had not checked his communicator, and neither had William. The two were completely unaware that the situation outside had taken a bizarre turn. They were being exceedingly cautious, which was making the audience anxious.
"Please! Please, Brother Anthony, just take a moment to check your phone! There's no need for any risks; it's already been settled! We've won! It's already the Eleventh Session, and half of Di Shi Huan is talking about it. The Great Federation has turned the tide of public opinion on the battlefield. Don't you realize it's your turn in this story?"
"Seriously, can't you even spare a moment to check? This is driving me crazy! I almost wish I could fly into this world and snatch that phone from William's pocket and smash it in his face!"
"What's the rush? The guy is on an undercover mission; how could he possibly be playing with his phone? It would be absurd for a spy's phone to ring mid-mission and expose everything!"
Perhaps it was due to this viewer's outburst about the phone ringing, or perhaps Charles had received news of their defeat. In any case, after that barrage of comments, Anthony's earpiece crackled to life with Charles's voice: "Latest intel, we have an advantage at the front lines."
"You need to hold your positions; don't let any flies into the building. Our last hope for a comeback rests on the Tactical Nuclear Weapon."
Anthony and William exchanged glances of joy—Anthony's was feigned while William's was genuine. He even silently pumped his fist in excitement. The Great Federation had gained an advantage? Now that was news!
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