Chapter 1,477 War Needs Heroes

If it were put forward a few years, maybe I would be the one standing on top.

Looking at the illustration below the headline, which showed the powered armor standing on the deck of the aircraft carrier, Jiang Chen grinned and thought of this.

If it were before, he would definitely not miss this opportunity to show off.

But now...

I always feel that there is some lack of interest.

These opportunities to shine are best left to young people.

Although this sentence comes from the mouth of a man who is not even thirty years old, it seems unconvincing...

Founded by Xinghuan Trading Investment, its status in the new country is equivalent to that of the United States. Under normal circumstances, 80% of the news in New Zealand can be traced back to this newspaper.

It is precisely because of this that it is equivalent to the weathervane of the entire new country's press industry.

War needs heroes.

Rather than reporting on the cruel side of war, writing more about heroes and their glorious deeds can temporarily stop people from thinking about deeper issues. Even the most radical yellow, white, black, left, and pacifists would not choose to stand up and sing the opposite at this time.

If anyone actually did this.

The bruises and bruises from being beaten were minor.

In just two days, the Future People Group, Xinghuan Trading, the Presidential Office of the New Republic, and the Parliament worked together to create more than 20 war heroes through various media channels.

For example, Luo Zheng standing on the deck, or the Chinese soldiers who planted the flags on the Statue of Liberty and the Lincoln Memorial respectively, or the Slavic pilot who shot down the most, such as...

If you observe carefully, it is not difficult for those who are interested to find that the skin color, race, and cultural background of these heroes who have been widely reported by newspapers, TV, and online media basically match the population composition of the new country.

Everyone can equally share the glory that belongs to them from this war.

Compared to the young man who didn't understand anything many years ago, Jiang Chen felt that he was becoming more and more comfortable in handling these political, economic, and military issues.

Of course, his capable subordinates are also indispensable for his current status.

After briefly browsing today's content, Jiang Chen turned to pick up another foreign media newspaper. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned to the first page, he saw a picture that made him laugh.

On the French cover, an Asian man is sitting with his legs crossed on a nuclear bomb with the Stars and Stripes painted on it. Below the nuclear bomb is the fragmented American land, as well as the burning Lincoln Memorial and the Statue of Liberty.

Jiang Chen noticed that the French artist who drew this cartoon also drew a mustache under his nose.

"interesting."

Haha smiled. Although he knew that the French media was mocking him, Jiang Chen did not take this painting to heart.

Completely opposite to the New Zealand media, foreign media seem to be more interested in him than who blew up the torch of the Statue of Liberty or who climbed up the Lincoln Memorial, even though he has deliberately reduced his exposure to the public over the years. times, but this "interest" seems to be increasing.

Just when Jiang Chen was about to read the French guy's evaluation of him, a call from Crescent Island hit his watch.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Chen asked casually after pressing the connect button.

"Morgan has been caught. He was on a cruise ship heading to the UK." Ivan immediately replied, "Now he is on our nuclear submarine."

"Very good, send him to Southern Columbia first and let him stay there for a few days."

"Okay, don't you need to bring him back?" Ivan asked.

"No need. When this war is over, he will be tried by an American judge. There is no need to bring him to the new country." After a pause, Jiang Chen continued, "By the way, where is Rockefeller? Have you found him? "

"He was already missing when we arrived at his mansion in Queens," Ivan replied. "Now our people are hunting him with the cooperation of ghost agents, and we should have results soon."

"You can decide this yourself, I only look at the results.

"

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door outside the study.

While saying "Come in" to the door, Jiang Chen briefly asked Ivan about the war situation in North America, then hung up the phone and looked at Ayesha who gently opened the door and walked towards him. , smiled slightly.

"Rockefeller found?"

Ayesha shook her head slightly.

"Trump found it."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment and put down the newspaper in his hand completely.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen asked.

"Where did you find it?"

"It's a small island in the South Pacific, about two hundred nautical miles away from French Polynia, close to the Cook Islands." Ayesha said.

Although the war between New Zealand and the United States broke out, New Zealand's search for the wreckage of Air Force One did not stop. A dedicated military observation satellite was put into the search work, and a team of about fifty observers, with the assistance of AI, compared satellite images of the entire Pacific Ocean one by one.

Of course, these searches were not conducted for Trump, but for the black box on Air Force One. In Jiang Chen's follow-up plan, this black box plays a very important role. As for whether Trump is dead or alive...

In fact, it has no impact.

"French Polynia? Voges, this is a pretty solid fate."

After listening to Aisha's words, Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh.

If he remembered correctly, Air Force One disappeared in the radar blind spot between the Mariana Islands and Wake Island. Apart from anything else, one location is in the northern hemisphere and the other is in the southern hemisphere. Even if you don't encounter a shark along the way, the probability of surviving is very small...

What's more, they are all in their seventies.

"Are you going to get rid of him?" Ayesha said softly, with a flash of cold murderous intent in her gentle tone.

If Jiang Chen needed it, she wouldn't even mind going there in person.

Leaning on the chair, Jiang Chen thought about it for a long time.

Ayesha stood there quietly, waiting for his order.

About five minutes later, Jiang Chen suddenly opened the holographic screen of his watch and called Dr. Amos who was at the Special Projects Research Institute in Star Ring City. He went straight to the topic without waiting for the other person to speak first.

"Stop the synthetic human project first."

"Stop?" Dr. Amos was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but said, "But I almost succeeded..."

Without consulting him, Jiang Chen repeated his order and then hung up the phone.

"Back to the previous question, no need for now..." Looking at Aisha, Jiang Chen tapped his index finger on the armrest of the chair. After a moment of pause, he continued, "Prepare a helicopter for me. Let’s leave now.”

"Okay," Ayesha nodded, "Where are we going?"

"Ye Guo Island, my water drop is parked there. If you have arranged your work for the past two days in advance, you can accompany me on a long trip."

"I'm going to take some time to talk to him before I decide what to do with him."

"On America's Future."