"Next comes a historic moment: the 90th World Tank Championship awards ceremony."
The guests at this awards ceremony included the Russian Army Commander and the Secretary General of the NATO allies.
Award medals to the winning teams!
"Dean Miao, you must go to receive this award. You are the head of our Fifth Research Institute, and only you are worthy of this honor!"
Thinking that he was about to be promoted to lieutenant general, Major General He Yunfeng's flattery skills became even more refined.
"Yes, Dean Miao, you are the most suitable candidate in our hearts!"
"We can't let ourselves be outdone, what if the other side is a general or something receiving the award, right?"
Dean Miao waved his hand, signaling everyone to calm down.
"I'm too old to display the national prestige of our China."
Major General He, as the overall commander of this competition, you will be responsible for accepting the awards.
Of course, all participating team members will travel together!
"Brother Su, Lanxiang Vocational School is the biggest technology provider for this competition. As the principal, you should accept the award together!"
Major General He Yunfeng put his arm around Su Lin's shoulder and invited him to go to the podium with him.
Dean Qian and Dean Peng looked at Su Lin with satisfaction, realizing they were both quite old.
I won't join in the fun with these young guys.
"I'll pass. This is a military competition after all. It's not appropriate for me, a technical school principal, to go up there!"
"It's alright, we're the champions, who dares to utter a sound, right?"
"Yes, Principal Su, you are the most qualified to go up and receive the award!"
"If it weren't for Principal Su's blade battery technology, we would probably have been eliminated in the first competition!"
"It's all thanks to the guidance technology that the shot hits its mark the moment it's fired; otherwise, how could we have overtaken Djokovic!"
"Principal Su, if you're not going, then we're not going either!"
No wonder people say that Chinese soldiers are the most lovable people in the world.
This honor would be a once-in-a-lifetime moment for anyone.
However, Su Lin still prefers to work behind the scenes.
You're all from the military, and I'm just a technical school principal. What if my personal information is exposed by newspapers or the media?
The Americans will definitely try everything they can.
Even personal safety is hard to guarantee.
Su Lin looked at Dean Miao, who understood Su Lin's meaning.
"Since Principal Su has concerns, let's not force him. Everyone, stand up straight from now on."
Don't embarrass the spirit of our Chinese military!
"salute!!"
"Please rest assured, General Miao!"
Major General He led the participating soldiers in a neat and uniform salute to General Miao!
With the support of the Russian orchestra,
Led by Major General He Yunfeng, all members of the Huaxia team marched proudly onto the awards stage!
"Next up is the award ceremony for the second-place German team!"
As the host spoke, he looked around in all directions at the stadium.
There was no sign of the German team at all.
The audience members at the scene were also discussing it animatedly.
"Can't accept defeat? You don't even want the medal anymore?"
"Would you want that in your shoes? The NATO allies were completely wiped out, with only a runner-up and the Russians coming in third!"
"With the elder brother gone, how can Xiao Dezi have the face to accept the award!"
On the judging panel, officers from various NATO member states, looking dejected, packed up their documents.
They left the venue.
"What a disgrace! My driver is still in the ICU. That little devil is useless! Bah!"
French Major General Philippe spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.
"Let's keep quiet. If we keep fighting amongst ourselves, we'll probably get utterly crushed by China in the future!"
"Isn't China supposed to be learning technology from the Russians? How come its technology has developed so rapidly all of a sudden?"
"Old Mao himself is only third, how can he teach his apprentices only to let the master starve to death? This must be investigated!"
German Major General Leon walked through the emergency exit alone, leading the German team members directly into an armored vehicle, and arrived at St. Petersburg Airport.
"Next, let's present the bronze medals!"
The Russian team members, standing in the third-place position, looked utterly dissatisfied with the Chinese team!
As the awards ceremony came to an end,
Major radio stations around the world, as well as military magazines and streaming media, have provided in-depth coverage of this world tank battle.
"The 90th World Tank Championship has come to an end, with the dark horse China team winning the championship!"
"US media: US military eliminated from first round of tank competition; MacArthur says they were screwed over by the Chinese team!"
"With unparalleled fire control capabilities, the Type 90-II main battle tank achieved an incredible doubling of its strength, gaining a one-point advantage."
"Slay the German Leopard 2A6!"
"Where has the demeanor of a great power gone? The runner-up, Germany, refuses to participate in the awards ceremony of the 1990 World Tank Championship!"
"The title of the most powerful main battle tank has changed hands, and many countries have extended olive branches to China, requesting to export the Type 90-II main battle tank!"
"The new era of land warfare is highlighted, and the Type 90-II main battle tank has made an indispensable contribution!"
At this time, inside the Marga Seibao Air Force Base in the Philippines,
The USS Ivern aircraft carrier rests quietly in the harbor within the base.
MacArthur, puffing on his old pipe, threw the newspaper he was holding onto the deck.
"General, these media outlets are just bandwagoners. If it weren't for the malfunction in the electronic control system of our M1A1 main battle tanks..."
"Is it really the Type 90 tank's turn to steal the spotlight?"
The officer beside him timidly picked up the newspaper from the ground.
General MacArthur looked at the sea.
Yesterday, the intelligence department received an analysis report from the Army's Rock Island Arsenal.
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