Great Power Technology
Chapter 341 This is psychological counseling
The news that the Ugly pilot lost his way and made an emergency landing in Srbija spread quickly. After all, five advanced fighters were lost at once. Such a major failure absolutely cannot be concealed from the outside world.
Combined with the earlier news that Ugly State hinted that it would use force against Srbija, all the forces paying attention to this matter realized one thing very clearly:
At this time, Srbija is no longer the South League 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 provided, Srbija was able to launch an air confrontation with the most powerful country in the world, and even achieved a 0:5 result, forcing four F-35s to land. , shot down an EA-18...
This kind of strength, even if it is placed in the whole of Europe, is enough to protect itself.
As a result, everyone turned their attention to the Truman aircraft carrier formation in the Mediterranean Sea, quietly waiting for their next move.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the command room of the USS Truman aircraft carrier was unprecedentedly solemn.
Just a few days ago, there was a joke circulating on this aircraft carrier about the Stennis aircraft carrier being engraved with Chinese characters, but just a dozen hours later, they themselves became a joke.
The commander-in-chief of the formation looked at the briefing in his hand with a serious face and asked:
"...So now it is basically certain that our pilots are safe?"
The commander of the carrier-based air wing on the side nodded quickly and replied:
"Yes, they did not pursue our parachute pilots and after arrest they were properly accommodated in accordance with the Geneva Convention."
"Judging from the latest phone call, the injured person's condition is basically stable and there are no major emotional problems."
The formation commander 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 passed the stage of being interested in the F-35's technology."
"Judging from this conflict, whether it is engines, aerodynamics, electronic countermeasures, radars or weapon systems, they are already above us."
"Perhaps they have also conducted some research on the F-35, but at least based on the integrity of the aircraft seen on current satellite images, this research is limited."
After hearing the other party's answer, the formation commander sighed with a complicated mood.
If we go back to 10 years ago, even the crash of an EA-18 would be enough for our country to launch a small-scale war against Srbija, right?
But now, four F-35s are just placed at the opponent's airport, but our own side can only comfort itself that "they are not interested in F-35s."
Are you really not interested?
Yes, the technology of those rabbits is already very advanced, but they will never miss any opportunity to learn. As the old opponent who has dealt with them the most, I know this better than anyone else.
Can't see it on satellite images?
What does this prove?
Probably when they finally returned these four aircraft, even the screws on the landing gear had been re-tightened, right?
Thinking of this, he put down the briefing in his hand, and then asked:
"What's the attitude in Congress? How are we going to get the plane back? It's no longer possible by force - unless we really intend to fight a small war."
"But I think that even if we want to fight, those rabbits will not give us a chance - what happened near Ryukyu last time has already been a lesson."
The wing commander nodded and replied:
"That's true... Fortunately, our losses this time were not big. We really didn't expect that they would deploy electronic countermeasures fighters in Srbija. If we had received the news in advance... forget it."
"It is meaningless to say this now. Congress means to get back the fighter planes through negotiations. After previous communication, the other party has scheduled the negotiation time for this afternoon. Theoretically, we have the final solution to this matter. In two hours, there will be an answer..."
……..
Srbija, Belgrade.
It was two hours after the negotiations ended that an Srbija official named Loves came to the hospital where the injured pilot was staying and had a face-to-face conversation with them.
Robert, who was most seriously injured, was still lying in bed. He had a slight skull fracture, a fracture in his left arm, and a dislocated cervical vertebra. Although these injuries were not fatal, his recovery was still extremely slow.
Moreover, such an injury greatly affects his daily life - especially in the absence of professional caregivers.
Most of the time, he could only rely on David, who was in the same ward, to take care of him. Fortunately, the two of them were already tacit comrades in arms, and there was no disagreement over these small things.
However, after meeting Loves, complaints about the medical environment and living environment are inevitable.
He probably thought this was a condolence visit from Srbija, and that his country had gained an advantage in the negotiations.
"... Like I said, if you don't have a caregiver or don't want to provide one, that's okay, we can take care of ourselves."
"But, at least in terms of diet, you should provide food that meets a minimum standard."
"What I eat now is black bread and water every day, vegetables are occasionally available, and milk is only a small cup of breakfast... This kind of treatment is probably worse than that in a refugee camp, right?"
"Also, when can we go back? How are my other comrades? Why are we prohibited from contacting them?"
"Even if we can't go back, when can we leave the surveillance and go out for a walk? Staying in this small room, I'm going crazy!"
Seeing the calm smile on Loves' face, Robert became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally even said directly:
"In such an era and in such a modern country, you are still treating us with the same attitude you treated prisoners of war during World War II!"
"--We are not even prisoners of war! We just had some accidents and were shot down by you!"
"You should feel sorry for this inhumane behavior!"
"By the way, you have probably negotiated the terms, right? How do you plan to compensate us for our losses?"
Loves, who was sitting opposite him, was unmoved at all. He seemed completely unable to hear the other party's accusations and questions. He just took out his handkerchief and gently wiped away the slight sweat on his face.
This room without air conditioning is indeed a bit too hot.
The weather that year was just as hot as now.
At that time, I was still an information official in the official department. In the final stages of the battle, I witnessed civilian facilities being bombed, and I also saw the tragic situation of civilians crowded in hospitals.
To this day, he still remembers a little girl he once visited. Her arm had been shattered by a cluster bomb and she could only use her unskilled left hand when eating. However, she still tried her best to show her kindness when facing a stranger like herself. A strong look.
No matter how I tried to communicate with her at that time, she never said a word. Only when she was about to leave at the end, did she put down the spoon in her hand and ask herself:
“Do you know how much a prosthetic limb costs?”
I didn't answer at that time, and later, I never had the chance to answer.
Because this girl died of leukemia caused by depleted uranium bombs only 4 years later, she was not able to get a suitable prosthesis until her death.
The past events of this scene were still vivid in his mind. Looking at the domineering face of the man opposite him, Loves suddenly felt a little funny.
Did he actually think he was showing weakness to them?
Did he actually think that the country behind him would show weakness to them?
This was probably the funniest joke he'd heard in a while.
Seeing that Robert didn't speak anymore, Loves took a breath slowly, and then said:
"First of all, with my identity, I can't argue with you, nor can I care about the minutiae issues you mentioned."
"But since you asked it, I'll 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 what caused your pain; When you are complaining that you have no freedom, I hope you can take a look at the book on your bedside and see how many people have lost their lives in your bombings."
"We haven't repaid you for twenty years of blood debt, and now you actually 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 say I should feel sorry? Yes, I do."
"But what I regret is, why didn't that air-to-air missile blow you to pieces? Why didn't you fall to death from the air? Why didn't you get eaten by wild beasts after you landed?"
"...This is probably your fate. I can't be too demanding."
As he spoke, Loves stood up.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, and then continued:
"I heard from the doctor that nicotine will have a bad effect on your injury, but sorry, I'm a heavy smoker."
"The purpose of my coming here today is probably different from what you think."
"I'm not here to condole with you. I'm just assigned by my superiors to give you a notice."
"--Didn't you just ask me if we have reached an agreement on compensation?"
"Yeah, we're almost there."
"We will pay you 4.5 million U.S. dollars for personal disability pension and mental loss, and 28.5 million U.S. dollars for property damage."
"At the same time, you need to pay us the missile cost, aircraft depreciation, radar loss, fuel consumption, airport parking fees, compensation for farmland damaged by the crashed aircraft, lost work time due to communication interruption caused by your electromagnetic interference, search and rescue Team wages, emergency medical assistance expenses, food expenses, and psychological counseling fees totaled 460 million U.S. dollars."
"You, and your comrades, will be prohibited from leaving until this amount is paid."
Robert and David in the room looked at Loves in shock. After a long time, Robert shouted:
"We have not received psychological counseling services at all! This is simply unreasonable."
There was a smile on Loves' face, he turned his head in Robert's direction and said:
"Isn't it now?"
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