Chapter 1318: Great Victory in Cucuta City

When Jonathan led the seals to fight near Embassy Street, what was left for them was a messy battlefield.

The wounded soldiers armed themselves with rifles and supported each other towards the road. The wounded man covered in blood lay on a stretcher and was carried by medics and stuffed into an ambulance and sent to the hospital for treatment. A scrapped armored vehicle was parked in the middle of the road. The bullet holes on the armor's surface told of the brutality of the war.

Looking at the armored vehicle that was riddled with holes, Jonathan's brows twitched fiercely.

The sniper standing next to him stepped forward, reached out and touched the inward-turned steel plate, smacking his tongue. He usually talked a lot, but at this moment he couldn't say a word. The remaining seals were also quite depressed, standing there not knowing what they were thinking.

Fists clenched and unclenched.

For some reason, Jonathan suddenly felt lucky that he was a step slower.

They obviously still underestimated the strength of the ghost agents.

It took less than five minutes to beat the elite of a reinforced company into this state. Jonathan asked himself, even the legendary SEAL Team 6 might not be able to be this strong.

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"The visiting delegation has successfully boarded the plane and is heading towards the Ecuadorian border." After hanging up the phone, Ayesha looked at Jiang Chen, "According to your request, we left clues to the farc at the scene."

"Very good." Jiang Chen smiled and nodded, "Prepare 5,000 rifles and 200 boxes of ammunition to be sent to the space elevator. In a moment, I will arrange for two Electric Ray C-1s to pass over South America and transport this batch of ammunition from Airdrop from synchronous orbit to the farc-occupied area."

"Why use electric stingrays? If it's just light weapons, we can transport them across the border." Ayesha asked doubtfully.

"Because I want Americans and Colombians to see it." Jiang Chen smiled as he tapped his index finger on the armrest of the sofa.

On the one hand, it was all for show, pretending that the entire "rescue operation" was the work of Farc, and Xinguo was just the employer. On the other hand, it also contains a warning to the United States. If the situation in Colombia continues to escalate, Halo Trade will retain the option of using space weapons to "resolve disputes."

While the two were talking, another good news came from Colombia.

Jimenez personally supervised the battle and commanded the Sixth Mountain Brigade to capture the city of Cúcuta on the border of Colombia and completely occupied this city built on the border.

Controlled the road to the Venezuelan border.

After learning the good news, Jiang Chen immediately called Ivan and asked him to prepare the "delivery" at Xinghuan Trading's office in Venezuela.

The next day, forty SA-3 anti-aircraft missiles and missile launch vehicles departed from the Venezuelan warehouse and were quickly delivered to Jimenez across the border. Overjoyed, the dictator even made a special phone call to express his gratitude to Jiang Chen for his generous assistance.

One family is happy and the other is sad.

Compared with Jiang Chen's side, the American's mood was not so beautiful.

The New Zealand delegation slipped away right before their eyes, and the Colombian Presidential Palace security company responsible for "maintaining order" outside the embassy was beaten to half a disability. If it were not for the fact that there were no casualties among the seals, this operation could no longer be described as a disastrous failure.

What a shame!

They originally expected to blame the death of the Colombian president on the ghost agents and the "fearless" New Zealand delegation, and then get two "invisibility cloaks" back to the Advanced Projects Bureau for research. After learning the news that the operation failed, Mr. Henry, the director of the CIA, almost lost his temper and suffered internal injuries.

With the door of the office closed, he scolded the person responsible, and then he calmed down the anger a little.

However, the anger that was finally subsided was ignited again not long after because of a piece of information coming from the front line.

Just an hour ago, two F35s took off from a Ford-class aircraft carrier and originally planned to launch an air attack on the Pamplona area. However, after flying into the target airspace, the air attack plan had to be temporarily canceled.

Farc is actually equipped with anti-aircraft missiles!

Although the mere Sam is not enough to threaten fifth-generation aircraft, it is definitely impossible to carry out ground air strikes when it is locked by radar.

After the F35 returned home, Hogg, the commander of the Ford aircraft carrier battle group, immediately called the relevant person in charge of the CIA and asked them why these intelligence agents had no news at all.

"Check! Find out for me! Where did these missiles come from, and how did they get into the hands of the rebels!" Banging the table with his fists, Henry roared at his subordinates.

A group of people were silent and looked at each other.

In their images, the boss never seemed to get angry and was always a polite gentleman. However, now, his appearance could not be called a gentleman. He looked like an angry lion.

It was obvious that he had lost his mind due to the continuous setbacks he encountered in the same place and his anger.

"No need to check. The missile is a Sam-3. It entered Colombia through the Venezuelan border, which is the city of Cucuta that is now controlled by the Farc. As for who sold it to them... who else could it be?" After looking at his colleagues who didn't dare to speak, Baird said bravely.

Besides Star Ring Trade, who else would dare to risk angering the United States by selling missiles to farc? Who else has the motive to support the farc revolution?

However, even knowing this, Henry was helpless.

Apart from the option of war, the most effective stick for the United States is economic sanctions. However, as a company called Star Ring Trading, the only major profit sources seem to be the space elevator and the global power grid. The former sanctions seem to be more damaging to American companies, while the latter global power grid has not been laid out in North America at all.

Sanction the Future Group?

It’s not like the Ministry of Commerce has never done this before, but what’s the result? Bureaucrats in Washington, D.C., were almost unable to get to work because of the protesters.

It may be more difficult to get Americans to quit using high-tech products from the future than to get them to quit marijuana and alcohol.

Hating and unable to do anything about them, Henry's current mood almost reflects the aspirations of all White House bureaucrats at this moment.

Looking at the report written by Hogg in her hand, Hillary frowned with a headache, and two more crow's feet appeared at the corners of her eyes unknowingly.

"The Halo Trade is plotting against South America," Kerry asserted in an affirmative tone while standing in front of the president's desk. "We cannot lose Colombia, otherwise no one will be able to stop their tentacles from reaching our back garden!"

American politics is so weird. Political opponents who were attacking each other in the media one second might be in the same trenches the next. For example, now, Kerry, who has just lost the primary election, is advising Hillary on South American issues. This includes both the practical factor of the lack of personnel in the presidential cabinet and a sense of mutual compromise.

"Anyone can see their intentions, but the question is what do we do?" Hillary said with a headache.

"The key to the issue is the outcome of this war," Kerry said solemnly. "As long as the Colombian government forces defeat the Farc rebels militarily, everything will be easy."

"You mean..." Hillary frowned.

"We have to give our little friends a lift," Kerry said.

"We have already sent an aircraft carrier battle group and a brigade of ground troops. This is the limit that Congress can bear and the limit that our budget can bear," Hillary shook her head. "We can't send more ground troops. To engage in a war that is not ours.”

"Did I say we would increase our troops?" A smile appeared on Kerry's lips. "I mean, we can mobilize our allies..."