"I think this is more appropriate."

Peggy Carter raised his hand and pointed at Evanson, "No matter how well this guy is in a proper manner, after all, his understanding of war is only based on hearsay and has never been on the battlefield."

"But I am different. I have participated in wars, the largest and most tragic war in human history, World War II."

"Haha..." This topic was originally very heavy, but Saloras suddenly laughed out loud, "But I think I am more qualified to say this than you, after all..."

"We have experienced more wars than you have ever heard of." Aureese shrugged and followed.

"But I can guarantee that you have absolutely no deeper understanding of war than me." Peggy Carter rubbed his brows with some anger. Although many years later, she still didn't like anyone who ordered the war to joke.

Ereda Gemini did not comment on this. They did participate in enough wars. The Burning Legion sometimes also conducted a post-war summary. However, this summary only focused on discussing strategic gains and losses. As for the deeper understanding of war and personal feelings about war...

If you are very happy, please press one. If you are very happy, please press two. If you are very happy, please press three. If you are unhappy, please hang up. This is probably what it is.

Moreover, Ereda Gemini seemed to feel the persistence and sadness in Peggy Carter's heart. Even the two demons who didn't care about themselves put away their joking expressions and turned to seriousness, maintaining minimum respect for the war.

"I sent many people to the battlefield... Later, I also participated in the war in person." Peggy Carter said in a sad tone of vicissitudes and sadness. "We all know that if we take a gun and go to the battlefield, we may not be able to come back, but we still have no hesitation."

"Before that, we did have those empty ideas. We fought to defend humanity, freedom, and even for glory. But when we are in the battlefield, these unrealistic delusions disappear, and there is only one reason for our battle."

"What is it?" Claya asked.

"Survival." Peggy Carter smiled calmly, "For the survival of his family, for the survival of the people we care about, for the survival of our compatriots, and for ourselves."

"You may think this reason is not noble enough at all, and it is very simple. But..." Peggy Carter smiled bitterly and said in a helpless tone, "The essence of war is actually that simple."

"Some people who don't know how to understand may still be saying that war is a continuation of politics, and are still struggling with strategic defense and strategic offense. But in my opinion...hum!" Peggy Carter, a veteran who has been on the battlefield, sneered disdainfully. "The essence of war is nothing more than two points. The invaders launched wars only because of greed. Even religious wars launched in the name of cessation of crimes are nothing more than a desire for wealth and land."

"And we are not afraid of life and death and rise up and resist, in order not to let the invaders destroy our homes and kill our loved ones and ourselves, all we seek is to survive and continue to survive in the way we agree."

"War is that simple. There has never been any empty nouns here."

Peggy Carter's words were knocking in Claya's heart like a big bell. She had participated in battles and experienced many battles, but the term war was still very far away for her. "Didn't you... have you never considered the importance of human nature and glory?"

"Haha..." Peggy Carter sneered, "War is an organized massacre between humans, and the battlefield is a hell dyed red by human blood. Who will praise human nature in that place? Who will be glorious for the demise of thousands of lives?"

"If that kind of person really exists, then he is the real monster!"

"But...but..." He was also at a loss and could not refute it. But after Peggy Carter's appearance, Claya had slowly begun to accept this view initially. However, she was still confused at a certain point. "The reason why human beings are human is because of human nature. Once human nature is abandoned, we will fall into beasts. Is it worth doing this?"

"Of course it's worth it!" Peggy Carter nodded with consent. "Humans cannot defeat monsters. Only monsters can defeat monsters. In order to defeat the barbaric and cruel enemies, we can only become monsters, just like in order to defeat the devil, we must go deep into hell."

"But that... aren't we the same as the enemy?" Claya looked around everyone and asked, "We defeated the enemy, but became the same as the enemy. We defeated monsters, but ourselves became monsters. What's the value of what we do? No matter whether we win or lose, we can no longer survive as human beings."

"Why do you think things are the same?" Peggy Carter seemed very confused about Claya's thoughts. "We won and we survived. Even if we became monsters for this, we had hope as long as we survived."

"Just as we evolved from apes to humans, as long as we survive, even if we have become monsters, we still have a chance to regain humanity!"

"But once we lose our country and destroy our seeds, no one will die, and they will be buried in the pit of mass!" Peggy Carter slowly approached Claya. Her eyes, which were purely made of magic fire, shone with a breathtaking light. "At that time, we didn't even have the chance to be monsters!"

"This... is Liu a war?" Claya finally has a little more understanding of war. Although it is not intuitive enough, she also knows a little bit about the horror of war.

"Yes, this is the damn war! It only brings blood, death, sadness! Inhumanity and no glory." Peggy Carter said in a vicissitudes of voice, "No one wants to participate in the Second War."

Since World War II, the world has been generally peaceful for more than 60 years, and has made great contributions to this nuclear deterrence. But it may not have been that tragic war that made people understand how terrible the war can be.

Although there were many places in the world that were filled with smoke during this period, how could we say that those conflicts were more like competitions than wars. Frictions were all within the control of the latter.

Now no one dares to provoke the wars related to survival and demise like Peggy Carter said. No one can control the real war. Anyone has to worry about his own survival and fight for the continuation of his own race. No one can guarantee that he will laugh to the end.

Therefore, those who snatch their feet while mocking the stupidity and cowardice of politicians who control the country and even the world while huddling in corners and talking about war easily are simply ill-minded.
Chapter completed!