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You could see the jet black smoke arising off Pyongyang from our truck, 15 kilometers away. It’s strange to think that I created this horrific view that so many are gazing upon. I know I should not let myself feel bad, as that will slowly tear me apart, but I do. I had no choice. I swore an oath as an American Military General to protect my country. I am not proud of this, but I had to do this. I have no regrets.
Carpets of death and destruction fell over Pyongyang. Hell fell upon to anything unlucky enough to be in the path of the b-47’s bombs, which proved to be nearly everything
My unit and I had gotten into a truck and we headed into the city to check it out. It was a long silent drive. Fume masks were necessary since the collapsed building released an enormous amount of dust which was dangerous to ingest for anyone within a mile of the bombed city.
The pure silence of my unit on our truck was louder than it was quiet. Almost unbearable. It brought me back to the silent state of mind when the bombs dropped, knowing that thousands of innocent humans and families would soon be vanquished.
The planes were fueled, loaded, and ready to lift off into the sky. I gave the final okay on the order. By letting those two syllables slip out of mouth, I was taking down an entire enemy city. The planes roared into the sky, literally flying closer and closer towards a victory.
We were barely scratching the surface of the city when we could already smell it. The gas from the napalm, dead bodies, and burnt wildlife. Just the plain smell of death.The physical state of the city was far worse. Ruins everywhere. Everywhere you looked, there were corpses, fire, and destruction.
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