"This great Olympic Games marks the beginning of a new era. The window of peace will enable mankind to finally abandon barbarism and enter true civilization, and the moral level of mankind will rise in sync with technological progress. This day came too late, but it has finally arrived! From now on, a country's sports level will be an important symbol of its national strength, and the highest level of competitive sports is based on the popularization of sports among the whole people. Therefore, countries will transfer the huge expenditure on armaments to improving the health level of the people, and a new, healthier and more civilized social life and international political form will emerge. The ideal society of human unity is still far away, but its glory has already shone on us!"
The speech was delivered by the President of the International Olympic Committee on a special plane flying to the Republic of West Asia, where he and other key members of the International Olympic Committee went to West Asia to celebrate the first success of the Peace Window Project. Also on the same plane were the West Asian sports delegation returning from Beijing, as well as some members of the American sports delegation, who had participated in the competition and not only won Olympic gold medals, but also received the Medal of Freedom awarded by the President, and therefore all looked glorious.
The President of the IOC pointed at the US delegation and said: "You are the most noble victors in the history of human war. I think the people of West Asia, who have been freed from suffering, will welcome you as heroes!" He then turned to the West Asian delegation and said: "You are not losers either. There are no losers in this Olympics. You are all warriors who have defeated barbarism and have won peace for the world through sports."
The athletes from the two countries shook hands with each other reluctantly at first, but then everyone hugged each other with tears in their eyes.
At this time, the captain came over and announced to everyone with a stern look: "Gentlemen, the airspace over West Asia has been declared a dangerous flight zone. Should we land in a neighboring country or return to Beijing? Please decide as soon as possible."
Everyone looked at him in confusion.
"A full-scale military strike on West Asia has been launched, and the first round of air strikes is now underway."
It took people a long time to understand the meaning of this. "You are treacherous!" A West Asian athlete pointed at the American delegation and shouted. Clare stood up and stopped the impulsive West Asian athletes: "Everyone calm down, I think it may be us West Asians who are treacherous."
"Yes," the captain said, "according to the news we just received, the multinational forces that took over the capital in accordance with the Peace Window Agreement encountered fierce resistance."
"But... the West Asian army has been disbanded and all the heavy weapons have been confiscated," said the President of the International Olympic Committee.
"But the small arms have been scattered among the people. Now, if there is a strong wind that blows open all the roofs in West Asia, you will see a shooter at every window."
"Why is this happening?" The IOC president burst into tears, grabbing Krell and saying excitedly, "Your city will be a sea of fire, your people will bleed like a river, mothers will lose their children, children will lose their fathers, and those who survive will look for food in the garbage dump... and in the end, you are still destined to be completely defeated, and all the results will be the same."
"This is fate." Claire said to the chairman with a smile, then turned to everyone, "In fact, I had expected this a long time ago. The Peace Window Plan is just a beautiful fairy tale. Competition cannot replace war, just like wine cannot replace blood." He walked to the porthole and looked at the sea of clouds outside. "As for the West Asian Republic, she is just like Xinni, she just wants to run to the end."
It was a week after the war broke out that Alex Surrey returned to his war-torn homeland.
After the closing ceremony of the Olympic Games, Sarri stood in the stands in the thunderstorm for a long time. He stared at the place where Sinni fell, and finally said to himself: "I'd better go home."
The capital's defense war was in its final stages, and most of the city had already fallen. Although the situation was hopeless, reinforcements from other places continued to enter the city where the battle was still going on. These troops were made up of a variety of people, some in military uniforms, and more civilians with guns. Sari asked an officer for a gun, and the officer recognized him and said with a smile, "Haha, we can't afford a savior."
"No, just an ordinary soldier." Sari said with a smile, took the gun, joined the team singing the national anthem, and walked towards the city where the battle was fierce, under the night sky that was half red with fire, on the trembling land.
March 7, 2003 at Niangzi Pass (To be continued)