"Country F proposed that the northern part of MLL Island 'occupied' by the guerrillas is under the actual control of Country F and should be temporarily managed by Country F. Leyte Island, as a warring area and suffering a nuclear strike, should be taken over by UN peacekeeping forces. Both sides should take a step back and withdraw troops from Leyte Island … "
Before the officer in charge of conveying the message finished, Ivan suddenly became furious.
"This is not taking a step back at all! This is a blatant conspiracy! "
Compared with Ivan's anger, Jiang Chen's expression was much calmer.
He finally understood that Country F's decision to send guerrillas to MLL Island was not to abandon the supply line to fight a "suicidal" war of attrition, but to form a formal form of actual control of the area.
Then, through external factors, the UA or the United Nations would force an end to the war!
And this ceasefire line would draw the entire northern part of MLL Island to Country F's side!
"Use the three divisions deployed across the Surigao Strait as bait to lure us to launch a landing battle on Leyte Island to cut off the supplies of these three divisions. Leave a brigade in Tacloban to slow down our advance, and then when we almost seize control of Tacloban, detonate the nuclear bomb hidden in the city center … "With his finger on his chin, Jiang Chen whispered while thinking.
Air supremacy is in our hands, sea supremacy is also in our hands. From the beginning, Country F did not intend to win this war on the battlefield, but intended to determine the outcome outside the battlefield. Once it entered the International Court of Justice, the United Nations would be responsible for investigating which party used nuclear weapons.
Obviously, if it went to court, the Freemasonry with a wider range of influence would obviously have a greater chance of winning.
Regardless of the outcome of the ruling, Moro would lose control of the northern part of MLL Island.
From the beginning, they planned to detonate this nuclear bomb!
"How much time does the United Nations give us?" Jiang Chen looked at the officer who sent the message.
"Twenty-four hours," the officer said nervously. "The observers sent by the United Nations are very tough. If we can't achieve a ceasefire within 24 hours, the United Nations will authorize the permanent members to forcibly intervene in the regional situation …"
"Twenty-four hours of ceasefire? They started the war, and now they say they want a ceasefire! "An officer cursed.
"Fu * k the United Nations! This is not fair! "
"SH * T! Moro can't accept this result! Absolutely not — "The officer from Moro cursed.
"Now is not the time to complain." Jiang Chen's fingers knocked heavily on the table, interrupting the voice on the command table. His sharp eyes scanned the pairs of eyes around the command table. "Everyone, we still have 24 hours."
"Think about what we can do in the next 24 hours."
Jiang Chen paused and extended two fingers.
"Generally speaking, there are only two scenarios for a ceasefire. Both sides put down their weapons and retreated to the ceasefire line. Or one of them will surrender. "
"What do you mean?"
"Let's go straight to the capital of Country F." Jiang Chen's finger pointed on the holographic map, erased the original attack route, and directly drew a red cross in City M's location. "Before the court of the United Nations, try the war criminals who detonated the nuclear bomb!"
All the officers at the command table held their breaths and looked at each other.
The silence lasted for nearly half a minute. No one said a word.
"… This is crazy." Ivan could not help but speak, breaking the silence at the command table.
However, contrary to the doubts he raised, his eyes were filled with passion for Jiang Chen's plan.
"Yes, this is crazy." Jiang Chen nodded and slammed his hand on the command table. His eyes swept across the faces, and he squeezed out the last sentence from his teeth. "But remember, they went crazy first!"
…
The underground bunker in City M was the temporary headquarters of Country F's National Army.
Because of the loss of air supremacy, in order to prevent Celestial Trade's Aurora-20s from launching air strikes on the capital, the Ministry of Defense, Congress, and the Presidential Palace temporarily moved here to maintain the operation of the army and government agencies.
"Bastard! What the f * ck did you do?! You did it, right?! Answer me! Huh? "
Marshal Stark, the Minister of Defense of Country F, kicked open the office door, took two steps forward, and grabbed the collar of the military adviser Moritz. However, the latter just looked at him indifferently and let the gray-haired old man grab his collar.
"I don't understand what you mean."
"The nuclear explosion in Tacloban! Other than you Jews, who else can take out nuclear weapons! "Spittle flying, Marshal Stark roared angrily.
"Please pay attention to your words." Moritz, the Frankberg military adviser, said faintly as he took his hand off his collar. "There are many countries with nuclear weapons, whether they have nuclear weapons openly or secretly. Although there is no evidence, we can assume that Xin possesses nuclear weapons. "
"Bullsh * t!" Stack cursed. "You already have the upper hand. Why the f * ck would you take out a nuclear bomb? Exchanging 13,000 men for a brigade of 2,000 men, even a pig wouldn't make such a stupid and absurd decision! "
"But this is the truth. It was a nuclear bomb dropped by Celestial Trade's bombers. We have no proof, but neither do they. Air supremacy is in their hands, so it's impossible for the nuclear bomb to fall by itself. "
"That's a city! A city where 100,000 civilians had yet to evacuate! I'm not talking about the soldiers who are still fighting with Moro! That was a hundred thousand people! A hundred thousand unarmed civilians! "Marshal Stark's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth so hard that they almost broke.
"But this is war," Moritz said faintly.
The office fell silent.
Marshal Stark's chest heaved violently. Like a trapped beast in a cage, his mouth and nostrils emitted bursts of roars.
"The United Nations will intervene. The two sides will cease fire for twenty-four hours, and peacekeeping forces will take over Leyte Island, which has suffered a nuclear attack. And the entire northern part of MLL Island will return to the control of Country F because the guerrillas will have 'actual control' of the area. "
At this point, Moritz paused and reached out to fix the collar of the old man in front of him.
"Since things have already happened, I think it's best for us to unify our statements."
"Those who died …"
"There is no war that can be won without sacrifice. I asked you from the beginning, how much do you understand? Now I'm telling you, those compatriots who died are necessary sacrifices to win this war. "
A drop of cold sweat rolled down from Stark's forehead, and his lips trembled as he spoke.
"You lunatic … I can't let you command Country F's army. I will apply to the president to revoke your command! "
"The command can be returned to you. Anyway, there are only twenty-four hours left. Moro should launch a crazy counterattack against the guerrillas in the northern part of MLL Island. At this time, we only need to maintain the continuous landing on MLL Island and support the guerrillas through the artillery positions deployed on Bohol to defend our 'fruit of victory' — "
At this moment, the shrill alarm interrupted Moritz's words.
Moritz frowned slightly and looked at the door.
"What's that sound?"
Stark looked up at the concrete ceiling and murmured.
"It's an air raid …"
"Air raid?" Moritz frowned.
At this point, what's the use of an air raid on City M?
"I hope …" For some reason, Stark said this.
However, intuition told him that things were far more complicated than an air raid.
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