ttle fOr HagarU-ri iS Over. YOU lOSt.”（你的指挥部，你的机场，你的补给站，现在都在我的控制之下。下碣隅里的战斗结束了。你输了。）
他微微停顿，目光如刀锋般锐利，问出了那个致命的问题：
“I am CUriOUS, General. When yOU Ordered that indiSCriminate artillery barrage On SOyang-gO, treating thOSe thOUSandS Of ROK SOldierS aS eXpendable paWnS… did yOU ever antiCipate that yOUr OWn headqUarterS WOUld be Shattered by artillery? That yOUr OWn men, yOUr WOUnded, Will yOU flee in paniC Under the artillery fire Of yOUr ‘allieS’ that We have CaptUred?”（我很好奇，将军。当你下令对雪松坡进行无差别炮击，将数千韩国士兵视为可消耗的卒子时…你是否预料到，你自己的指挥部也会被炮火摧毁？你自己的士兵，你的伤员，会在缴获你们‘盟友’的炮火下仓皇逃命？）
盟友这个词，陈朝阳用了极其讽刺的重音。
这句话却像一把烧红的刺刀，狠狠捅进了史密斯最痛苦的神经！
他猛地试图挺直身体，伤口被牵动带来一阵剧烈的抽搐，脸上瞬间失去血色，只剩下被戳破伪装的愤怒和羞耻。
“That’S! That’S different! It WaS a military neCeSSity! YOU dOn’t UnderStand… yOU barbari