Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 553: The Exercise Begins!
"Start the exercise right away? Isn't that a bit too fast? The military parade just ended, and the weapons and equipment were only inspected. Nothing has been agreed upon yet, and the exercise is about to begin. Isn't that a bit too rushed? At least have a meal first!"

In Ximen Lang's view, this was indeed a bit rushed, and nothing had even been discussed yet.

However, in Bai Ling and Lao Luo's view, they have already discussed everything that should be discussed and could be discussed.

The fact that Xia Yiyi and others from later generations are willing to lower prices, and that Bai Ling and others from Beijing are willing to take over the market, is enough.

As for more specific
You don't really expect to continue talking to Simon Lang, do you?

Are you kidding me? !

Given his short attention span and aversion to trouble, he wouldn't even last three minutes before completely losing patience with the matter.

So, it's really good that we were able to reach this conclusion.

Everyone got what they wanted and has a bright and promising future.

And that's enough!
These are things that obviously can't be said openly.

So, he just glanced meaningfully at one of the drones that had been hovering above Ximen Lang and Bai Ling the whole time, with the camera always locked on one of their drones.

Luo Yonghao immediately started speaking.

"There's no other way. The leaders' time is really tight, and they have countless urgent matters to deal with every day."

"It's already a great honor that you came all this way in person. If you were to stay here for a few more days because of this, how much would that cause you to miss!"

"Furthermore, no matter how well prepared you are, the result will not change at all. Whether you are prepared or not, there is no difference."

"So, let's skip all the fancy stuff. Right now, right here on this very ground, let's begin the exercise!"

"If we hurry up, we might still be able to have dinner and watch a movie together tonight. There will be plenty of shrimp and beer, wouldn't that be great? Better than staying here and starving for days?"

Don't be fooled by how easily Lao Luo talks about it; it's actually quite something.
I'm sure everyone present was feeling quite uneasy.

After all, no matter how much you prepare or how hard you try, the result will be the same!

Faced with absolute power, all efforts and perseverance become a joke!
How could Lao Luo and his fellow soldiers feel good about this?

Unfortunately, this is reality, a stark reality that cannot be changed by anyone's will.

So let's be optimistic and think more positively.

Just think about it, even the US and the USSR at their zenith wouldn't have been enough for a single bombing raid in later generations.

Rounding up, I'm evenly matched with the US and the USSR!

Doesn't that make you feel much better?

With the help of Ximen Lang and later generations, the world of Beijing might one day catch up.
At least catching up with and surpassing the UK and the US is no longer a pipe dream!
My low spirits immediately lifted again.

Full of fighting spirit, Lao Luo took advantage of the moment when both sides were still preparing to bring up the topic again, which he still couldn't understand as an abstract collection of things: the Indians next door.

"Ah Lang, although I understand the reasoning, and you've explained everything clearly, I still can't quite understand how they dared to do it."

Even if the common people at the bottom of society were truly fooled, and they really weren't very bright, surely such a long-standing and well-preserved ancient civilization couldn't possibly lack intelligent people?

"Can't they see our military strength? Even if it's not the best, we earned it through real battles! The rest of us? These guys built their nation on handouts, what makes them so special?"

Seeing that Lao Luo had come full circle after going around in circles for so long.

After observing the preparations on the sidelines, and seeing that the inspection was complete, both sides immediately took their positions, dividing into red and blue teams, and began their final preparations within an area of ​​several kilometers. Anyway, I couldn't figure out the intricacies of it, nor could I understand it.

Ximen Lang immediately corrected him.

"You're wrong, Lao Luo. From beginning to end, the ancient civilization that has maintained an orderly and unbroken lineage is only us, and only us!"

"The Indians next door? Sorry, their civilization was completely eradicated many years ago! Even if a little bit of it is left, they are at the very bottom of the social hierarchy, untouchable outcasts. As for the Dalits, they have nothing to do with foreign races like Kshatriyas and Brahmins."

This part is too complicated to go into detail about, but all you need to know is that every time India is conquered, its indigenous people are relegated to a lower social class.

Anyway, life isn't going very well.

As for the clever people on the Indian side
"There are definitely some, and quite a few! But these people are mostly using their intelligence for selfishness and self-interest; they don't care about such things."

"Of course, another reason is that they seriously misjudged our strength! They also seriously underestimated our determination."

"Originally, we figured they were just thinking of profiting from the war and making some money. If we backed down, that would be great. If not, that was fine too, as long as it didn't stop them from making money. But we never expected this..."

Just like that, in just one month and two days, the capital city was completely transformed!

Yes, India's capital back then wasn't the present-day New Delhi, but rather Delhi, which was closer to the north.

But upon closer inspection, the frontline units crumbled at the first sign of trouble.
More than 30,000 people, that's more than 30,000 pigs, running all over the mountains and fields, it would take us a long time to catch them.

But what happened? Good heavens, it was faster than catching a pig!

They swept through the enemy like a whirlwind, completely terrifying the Indians.

With this hasty retreat, Old Delhi has become New Delhi.

However, it was impossible to tell Lao Luo and the others about all of this, so, still feeling unsatisfied, Ximen Lang stood there with a look of regret on his face, smugly showing off.

Seeing Ximen Lang's reaction, and then seeing Bai Ling's calm and composed demeanor from beginning to end, one can see the difference.

Neither Ximen Lang nor Bai Ling took Ah San seriously; they treated him like nothing more than a dish.

Luo's previously heavy mood eased.

Come to think of it, even without Ximen Lang and the help of later generations, they were still able to be so brave and directly overpower their opponents.

Now?

With the help of Ximen Lang and the abundant assistance from later generations, it has already begun to quietly transform and is about to take off completely.
If you don't punch him in the ass, then you've done your job properly!

Like Ximen Lang and Bai Ling, they didn't take the Indians seriously at all.

It has fully demonstrated its ability to strategically despise the opponent while tactically taking them seriously.

Luo was completely relieved.

Drop a sentence.
"Okay, I'm all set."

He immediately got up and returned to the podium.

Not long after, before it even got dark, after both sides were ready, the exercise officially began with a command from the director's office.

(End of this chapter)