"This is a wrong choice. It is an interference in the Colombian people's choice of their own future! This is a blatant invasion! "
"If the Vietnam War didn't teach the arrogant UA a lesson, then let them come! This is the second Vietnam, and I guarantee that the steep Andes Mountains will give them good dreams at night. If they dare to set foot on the land of Colombia! I will make it so that they can't return! "
On TV, Timochenko shouted passionately into the microphone of the interview. Looking at his spittle flying everywhere, it was hard to imagine that this was an old man in his seventies.
Of course, everyone knew how to talk big. As for whether the promise could be fulfilled, it was hard to say.
On the second day after the UA soldiers landed on the South American continent, Timochenko called Jiang Chen.
A few days ago, Jiang Chen wondered if he should call this guy in person, but he didn't expect him to call.
As soon as the phone was connected, Timochenko was eager and went straight to the point.
"I need your help!"
It was an expected request, but it was also the most troublesome request.
"We can't directly send troops to South America. From the beginning, the Russians told you that once the war starts, you can only rely on yourself." Jiang Chen sighed, "There is no doubt that you chose the worst time."
"There is no better opportunity than this! The Colombian President was assassinated, and the Colombian people need a strong leader to seek justice for them, not to invite the murderer in and let the CIB falsify the case! "Timochenko said with righteous indignation.
Is this … flattery?
Jiang Chen thought it was flattery.
Whether he was really confused or not, Celestial Trade did need to put the blame on the UA.
Unfortunately, even then, it was impossible for Jiang Chen to send ground forces to help him win this war.
Orbital airborne troops couldn't be used, at least not before the results of the UA election. And for Colombia, touching the sensitive nerves of more than half of the South American countries was not worth the diplomatic strategy of Celestial Trade. As for using Madagascar mercenaries, there was no problem, but those people were reserved for Ayesha's "family".
Some time ago, he had asked Ivan to expand the number of non-staff personnel, but now it was less than half a month before the recruitment deadline. He couldn't just throw those new recruits on the battlefield to die, right?
Although Uncle Black's life wasn't worth much, it couldn't be used like this.
His index finger gently tapped on the table, Jiang Chen thought for a moment, then said.
"Although we can't send troops to support you directly, we can send you some anti-aircraft artillery and surface-to-air anti-aircraft missiles."
Using obsolete anti-aircraft missiles and anti-aircraft cannons to fight the F35 might be a bit of a joke, but it was still possible to interfere with air strikes and deter them.
It was impossible for the UA to invest too many ground troops in South America. A brigade of Marines would mostly help the government forces defend important cities and facilities, and the support strategy would inevitably be mainly airstrikes. However, everyone knew how difficult it was to launch an air strike on a target in a mountain range or a rainforest.
When he heard that Celestial Trade was willing to sell missiles to him, Timochenko's mood calmed down a little and he expressed his gratitude.
Even the SAM missile from the Soviet Union's Big Brother era was of great help to FARC. Although they couldn't bully the US military, they could easily bully the Colombian Air Force. In the 21st century, propeller planes were still in service with the Colombian Air Force. It was not hard to imagine their level.
If the UA and Xin did not play games behind the scenes, the two sides would be fighting like chickens pecking at each other.
"Only by taking down the Cucuta area can these anti-aircraft missiles be transported across the border. You can't expect anti-aircraft missiles to cross the mountains like rifles. Controlling a road to Venezuela is your only choice," Jiang Chen emphasized again.
Timochenko gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.
"I'll try my best."
"I hope to hear not 'try your best', but as soon as possible."
With this sentence, Jiang Chen hung up the phone.
After resting on the chair for a while, Jiang Chen sat up again and called the Colombian Presidential Palace.
Over the past week, his phone calls almost never stopped, and they were all long-distance calls.
Some were from North America, some from Russia, and even from Hua, but most of them were from South America.
Some of these calls were to the Xin Embassy in Colombia to confirm the current situation of the injured Zhang Yaping. The other part was to the Colombian Congress, the Presidential Palace, and even the police station … In short, all the departments that could speak to order them to release Zhang Yaping immediately.
Release him?
That's right.
Release him!
Just a week ago, after the tragedy on the streets of Bogota, the Bogota police blockaded the Xin Embassy. They threatened that before the murder was investigated, the diplomatic personnel of the Xin delegation would be restricted from leaving the country.
Restricted from leaving the country?
Are you kidding me?
They were all suspects, but the CIB not only allowed them to enter and leave the country freely, but they were also involved in the investigation!
It was said that the order was issued by the Colombian Congress, and the Bogota police were only following orders. As for the newly appointed president, because the transfer of power was too hasty, this guy promised to lift the restriction order as soon as possible, but it was obvious that he had no say in the current situation.
Faced with Jiang Chen's increasingly harsh words, this guy kept saying "I'm working on it" and "I'll think about it".
"I'll give you seventy-two hours. If you don't release him within seventy-two hours, we will let you know the price of pissing us off!"
After he hung up the phone, Jiang Chen looked at Ayesha next to him, changed the topic, and ordered, "I will contact Ecuador to open the border and immediately send Ghost Agents to pick him up. We must withdraw the Xin delegation and all diplomatic personnel within twenty-four hours."
The 72-hour ultimatum was only used to numb the Colombia government. From the president's words, Jiang Chen did not expect them to release him in a short time. And the order to restrict the appearance of Xin's diplomatic personnel was most likely the work of the CIB in the dark.
They even dare to detain my people?
They must be tired of living!
Ayesha's expression turned serious, and she said softly.
"If there is resistance?"
"Kill them all!" His fist slammed on the table. After thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen's index finger tapped on the table, and then he added, "Well, also, remember to wear the FARC armband. You know what I mean."
In any case, those people had too much debt to worry about. For the sake of the anti-aircraft missiles and anti-aircraft cannons, he would let them fire a few rounds of artillery at the suburbs of Bogota to attract the attention of the government forces. It would be considered a complete show.
"Do I need to go in person?"
"No," Jiang Chen shook his head. Jiang Chen shook his head. "Just send a few reliable agents. Now is a critical period. The Ghost Agents headquarters needs you to command."
"Then I'll send Zhu Yu," Ayesha said.
"You can do it as you see fit … Right, when she comes back, bring Lilith back."
Speaking of Lilith, Jiang Chen felt a headache again.
That little girl also seemed to realize that she was in trouble. She had been staying in the embassy in South America and did not dare to come back.
Was there a point?
If Jiang Chen really wanted to punish her, he would have traveled back to the apocalypse and gone to the computer room with a hammer.
The monk can run, but the temple can't!
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