"This man is too dangerous."
Bhansong Chalermpong looked at Su Jie, feeling inexplicably apprehensive.
As a neighboring country bordering Chan Country and also a mber of the Eight Nation Group, the fate of the Chan Country Governnt served as a warning to him.
Siam shared too many borders with Chan Country and, being enemies within the Eight Nation Group, plus having the war-mad Su Jie, put imnse pressure on Siam.
Su Jie ascended the podium, accompanied by Liu Yingying and a host of important figures from the Jieke Group, greeting the guests present.
When it was Judith's turn, Su Jie smiled while shaking hands with her.
"I've heard, Director Zhu, that you have an office specifically aid at the Jieke Group. I would love to visit soti and learn from your advanced experience."
Judith, bold and discerning, responded with her head held high, "Mr. Su, we are always ready to welco you, and I will personally roll out the red carpet to greet you at the airport."
"There will definitely be an opportunity in the future."
Su Jie smiled, brushing past Judith.
After a good deal of cordial exchange, the parade ceremony was almost ready to begin. Liu Yingying briefly introduced the history of the Jieke Group's developnt and then announced, "Now, please allow Mr. Su, the chairman of the Jieke Group, to deliver his speech."
Su Jie stepped up to the microphone at the podium.
Looking out, there was a dense sea of people gathered here, tens of thousands of citizens, along side a large number of dostic and foreign journalists.
The words of Su Jie were broadcast on television across thousands of households in Chan Country, and through news and the internet, were seen by countless people across the world.
"I am Su Jie. I am here to tell every citizen of Chan Country that, after a series of difficult and arduous wars, we have successfully seized a victory that belongs to justice, and this country will also embrace a rebirth.
I hereby pledge that the reborn Chan Country will dedicate itself to eradicating poverty, solving hunger and disease, establishing a sound system, moving towards prosperity and strength, and ensuring external enemies never dare to bully us again.
Now, let everyone witness the confidence of the Jieke Group, our military capabilities are sufficient to protect our land.
Now, I declare the parade celebration open."
As soon as Su Jie finished speaking, a series of salutes sounded at the venue, followed by the military band playing the military anthem.
Accompanied by the sound of neat footsteps, rows of Jieke Security Soldiers marched forward, chests thrust out, and as they approached the podium, they raised their hands in salutation and shouted in unison, "Long live the Jieke Group, long live Commander Su."
Many foreign guests nearby were taken aback, as they could see the military might on display was quite formidable.
However, the true major powers were not concerned by this as even with armored forces rolling past and warplanes roaring overhead, these could not shake them, for in terms of conventional weapons and military power, the Jieke Group was not yet considered significant.
The reason why in Chan Country, the common soldiers of the Jieke Group could easily defeat the Chan Country Governnt Army and various local warlords was simply because they were too weak.
The real ace of the Jieke Group was never the conventional soldiers, but those miraculously bioengineered soldiers.
"Next, marching forward is the Jieke Security's special force unit, Steel Camp, a distinguished unit that has experienced nurous battles, both large and small. They are a reliable and dependable people's force, a hero unit."
In the live comntary at the venue, all the guests on the podium perked up and watched intently at the approaching unit.
A hundred Steel Camp Genetic Warriors appeared on the parade street, all clad in various types of Biological Armor. The three-ter-tall armor shined brilliantly under the sunlight.
Covered in various weapons—machine guns, rocket launchers, Single Soldier Missiles, Fla throwers, heavy mortars, and more—the Steel Camp Genetic Warriors resembled mobile fire platforms.
Especially the look in the eyes of those Genetic Warriors, each one cold and ruthless as if people were nothing but grass, inspiring fear just by the sight.
"Steel Camp!"
"Steel Camp!"
"Steel Camp!"
The shouts of the crowd on both sides of the street resonated through the sky, loudly chanting the na of Steel Camp.
Simply because the combat achievents of Steel Camp were too glorious, often a hundred n annihilating tens of thousands, these exaggerated and unreasonable records naturally made this unit famous worldwide, recognized as the strongest individual force.
dia from all over the world kept pressing their cara shutters, not wanting to miss this rare appearance of so many from Steel Camp together.
"Steel Camp, truly as legendary."
Judith, holding binoculars, felt the pressure from this unit as she furrowed her brow deeply.
Not to ntion Japan, as Changdao Yimao watched this unit, his eyes nearly turned red.
The other countries, seeing Steel Camp, displayed envious and jealous expressions, wishing their countries also had such premier bioengineered troops!
Just when everyone thought the appearance of Steel Camp would be the grand finale and the parade was about to end, a strange noise ca again.
Clank Clank!
The sound of chanical twisting gradually beca clear, and a massive shadow overshadowed the entire venue, leaving everyone's mouths agape.
A thirty-ter tall cha with six arms appeared in sight.
On its cold tal body, nurous darkish gun ports and missile silos covered it, the smallest weapon being a 30 milliter machine gun, six arms equipped with 203 milliter caliber barrels, and its back equipped with rocket and missile launchers.
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