Chapter 302: Armed Satellite’s Dimensional Reduction
Strike, End of the War
Trantor: End less Fantasy Trantion Editor: EndlessFantasy Trantion
The following day, Tang Rui woke up close to ten in the morning.
He had stayed upte the previous night, enjoying some leisure time.
“Red Lotus, can you disy Jerusalem’s current situation in a gamified format?” he requested while having breakfast.
The reason for choosing a gamified disy was simple; he wanted to eat without disturbance.
If the real scene was shown, his appetite would surely be affected.
“Master, shall I use the CS interface unit for this?” Red Lotus inquired.
“That would be fine,” he replied.
“Understood.”
The screen before him transformed, adopting the visual style of a CS game.
In the hours that Tang Rui had been asleep, Jerusalem’s street fighting had intensified.
However, the current tide of battle was in favor of the Middle Eastern Coalition. Even though Israel had secured some support from America, the situation was irreversible unless the Americans intervened directly.
At most, Israel could only dy the inevitable oue.
“Red Lotus, bring up all the relevant news,” Tang Ruimanded after a brief review of the battlefield. He wanted to see how Israel was manipting the media narrative.
Domestic news was rtively tame.
Official media had little to say, mostly using neutral terms like calm, control, negotiation, suggesting much without revealing anything substantial.
But the narrative in other media outlets was different.
Smearing the ck camels was a given.
Publishing pitiable images of Jerusalem to elicit sympathy, while painting the ck camels as heartless, was a standard tactic.
However, what he hadn’t anticipated was the extent to which some domestic media were not just criticizing the ck camels, but also him and Crimson.
This was an unexpected development.
Criticism from international media was one thing, but for domestic outlets to join in, seemingly disregarding any consequences for profit, was surprising.
Tang Rui was noticeably annoyed.
He immediately contacted Lin Chao to inquire about the situation with these media outlets.
“Don’t worry, we’re already investigating. It seems they’ve overyed their hand,” Lin Chao reassured Tang Rui.
“Alright, send me the investigation results when they’re ready,” Tang Rui said, concluding the conversation.
He then shifted his attention to international news.
It was mostly as expected—widespread criticism of him and the ck camels. Some media even med him for the Temple’s issues.
Global news channels, in that moment, were sympathetically portraying Israel as victims of foreign aggression.
He wondered if people truly believed such news.
Surprisingly, many did.
The Middle Eastern Coalitioncked a tform to counter these narratives, and Iran’s international reputation didn’t help.
A mix of strategic propaganda, emotive photographs, and celebrity endorsements had effectively shaped public opinion.
Protests demanding government intervention in support of Israel were even taking ce.
Those uninformed about the actual situation were inadvertently fueling the fire.
Apart from America, which bnced profiteering with nominal support for Israel, other nations limited themselves to verbal support and empty gestures.
“Red Lotus, how many people are ndering me internationally?” Tang Rui asked.
“Master, there are approximately seven hundred and thirty million messages criticizing you and thepany,” Red Lotus reported.
Tang Rui’s expression hardened. He had anticipated bacsh, but the reality was still disconcerting.
How to respond?
Lending mechas to the Middle Easterners was not an option.
Their high profile made them impractical. He wasn’t concerned about public opinion, but he was aware that such actions could inadvertently escte to national issues.
That was the rationale behind the higher-ups requesting the withdrawal of the mechas—to minimize unnecessaryplications.
After some contemtion, Tang Rui devised an alternative strategy.
If mechas were too conspicuous, he would use a more discreet option.
He reached for his phone and dialed Prince Salim.
“Prince Salim, are you avable?” he asked as the call connected.
“I’m busy controlling mechanical dogs,bating heretics!” Prince Salim replied, his voice hoarse from extended effort.
Acknowledging Prince Salim’s fatigue, Tang Rui got straight to the point. “I know you inquired about renting mechas, but that’s not feasible. They require maintenance. However, I have another weapon that might be of use to you,” Tang Rui said directly.
“We’ll take it,” Prince Salim agreed without hesitation.
“Listen first. It’s an armed satellite. Given itsplexity, I will need to operate it remotely. Officially, though, it will be under yourmand. Do you understand?” Tang Rui exined.
“No problem. How much? I’ll transfer the funds immediately,” Prince Salim responded.
“I’ll give you a discount—300 billion dors. After the transfer, issue a statement, and I’ll be ready to assist,” Tang Rui proposed.
“Agreed. I’ll make the arrangements immediately,” Prince Salim confirmed.
After ending the call, Tang Rui resumed his breakfast, now in a better mood.
By the time he finished and leisurely made his way to theb, Prince Salim had transferred the funds.
Meanwhile, the Middle Eastern Coalition had held a press conference, announcing their alliance with Crimson and the leasing of the armed satellite. They kept the specifics confidential, not from choice but from ignorance of the satellite’s capabilities. Yet, their trust in Crimson’s technology was unwavering.
“Red Lotus, scan the Jerusalem area, mark all enemies, and use theser-armed satellite to engage any exposed targets,” Tang Rui ordered.
Intent on demonstrating the consequences of defamation, Tang Rui was ready to act.
“Understood, Master. Targeting is underway, and theser-armed satellite is charging,” Red Lotus confirmed.
The satellite, previously in geosynchronous orbit, adjusted its position. Its muljerusalemcetedser emitters began to charge, transforming from a spherical form to an umbre-like array.
In an instant,ser beams were unleashed.
Each beam precisely eliminated an enemy within Jerusalem City, leaving no time for reaction or warning. The sudden, unheralded strikes left even themanders of the enemies clueless about their assant’s location.
As time passed, the enemies realized the threat from above, but they were powerless to counter it.
The Middle Eastern Coalition, unaware of when Crimson’s satellite had joined the fray, soon noticed the overheadsers.
With the satellite’s support, the tide of battle shifted rapidly. The intense street fighting suddenly eased, elerating their advance.
Thus, a day passed.
Under the unyielding assault of theser-armed satellite, Israel’s resistance became futile.
Even the missilesunched by America to assist were effortlessly intercepted by the satellite.
What had been a tense battlefield in the morning had reached a decisive conclusion by nightfall.
With no safe exposure, heavy weapons rendered useless, and ally support intercepted, the resistance was broken.
In the face of overwhelming technological superiority and strategic domination, even the most determined resistance was ineffectual.
The war concluded.
Yet, the matter of Jerusalem’s ownership remained unresolved. The debate over its future would continue, with each member of the Middle Eastern Coalition eager to im it.
The end of the war did not signify the end of the disputes.
As for Israel, their chances had evaporated. Jerusalem’s future was no longer in their hands, and their fate was of no concern to Tang Rui.
With the conflict resolved, as the United Nations began their deliberations, Tang Rui received a call from the National Academy Office.
The call was straightforward.
He was to attend a meeting in the capital, receive an award, and ept an academic title.
This year’s top prize for scientific and technological advancement was his alone.
The title was a professor’s honor.
He had been elected unanimously, attaining the rare distinction of having a double doctorate..”