Chapter 830: There Is No War Without Sacrifice

"The Philippine side proposed that the northern part of Mindanao 'occupied' by the guerrillas is under the actual control of the Philippine country and should be temporarily managed by the Philippine side. Wright Island, as a disputed area of ​​war and suffered a nuclear attack, should be managed by the UN peacekeeping force Take over, both sides will take a step back, and withdraw troops from Wright Island at the same time..."

Before the officer in charge of conveying the news finished speaking, Ivan suddenly became furious.

"This is not a step back at all! This is Chi Guoguo's conspiracy!"

Compared to Ivan's anger, Jiang Chen's expression was much calmer.

He finally understood that the Philippine country's sending guerrillas to Mindanao was not at all a "suicidal" war of attrition by abandoning supply lines, but to form a form of actual control over the region.

Immediately afterwards, through external factors, the United States or the United Nations will take action to force this war to end!

And this ceasefire line will draw the entire northern part of Mindanao to the Philippines!

"Use the 3 divisions deployed across the Surigao Strait as a bait to lure us into launching the Wright Island landing battle to cut off the supplies of these 3 divisions. Leave a brigade in Tacloban City to block our advance speed, and then when we almost seized control of Tacloban City, we detonated the nuclear bomb hidden in the city center..." With his fingers resting on his chin, Jiang Chen murmured while thinking.

Air dominance is in our hands, and sea dominance is also in our hands. From the very beginning, the Philippines did not intend to win this war on the battlefield, but planned to win or lose from places other than the battlefield. Once it enters the international court, the United Nations is responsible for examining which party used nuclear weapons.

Obviously, if it goes to court, the Freemasons with a wider sphere of influence obviously have a better chance of winning.

Regardless of the outcome of the ruling, Moro will lose control of northern Mindanao.

From the very beginning, they planned to detonate this nuclear bomb!

"How much time does the United Nations give us?" Jiang Chen looked at the officer who summoned him.

"Twenty-four hours." The military officer said nervously, "The observers sent by the United Nations are very tough. If we cannot achieve a ceasefire within twenty-four hours, the United Nations will authorize the permanent members of the Security Council to forcibly intervene in the regional situation..."

"24-hour ceasefire? They started the war, but now they say they want a ceasefire!" an officer scolded.

"Factor's United Nations! It's not fair!"

"Shet! It is impossible for our Moro country to accept such a result! Absolutely not—" the officer from the Moro country scolded.

"Now is not the time to complain." Jiang Chen tapped his fingers on the table heavily, interrupting the voice on the command table, and his sharp gaze swept across the eyes beside the command table, "Everyone, we still have twenty-four Hour."

"Think about what we can do with these twenty-four hours."

Having said that, Jiang Chen paused, and stretched out two fingers.

"Generally speaking, there are only two situations for a ceasefire. Both sides lay down their weapons and retreat within the ceasefire line. Or, one of them surrenders."

"what do you mean?"

"Let's go directly to the capital of the Philippines." Jiang Chen pointed on the holographic map, erased the original offensive route, and drew a red cross directly at the location of Manila, "Before the United Nations court session, the trial detonated War criminals of nuclear bombs!"

All the officers in front of the command table couldn't help but hold their breath for a moment, looking at each other in blank dismay.

The silence lasted for nearly half a minute, and no one said a word.

"...This is crazy." Ivan couldn't help but break the silence at the command table.

However, unlike the doubts he raised on his lips, his eyes were flickering with enthusiasm for Jiang Chen's plan.

"Yes, this is crazy," Jiang Chen nodded, clapped his hands on the command table, glanced across the faces, and squeezed out the last sentence word by word, "" But remember, they were the ones who went crazy first!"

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The underground bunker in Manila, which is the temporary headquarters of the Philippine National Army.

Because of the loss of air supremacy, in order to prevent the Aurora-20 of the star ring trade from launching an air attack on the capital, the Ministry of National Defense, Congress, and Presidential Palace have all temporarily moved here to maintain the operation of the military and government agencies.

"Bastard! What the hell did you do! You did it, right! Answer me! Huh?"

Marshal Stark, Minister of Defense of the Philippines, kicked open the door of the office, took two steps forward, and grabbed the collar of military adviser Moritz. However, the latter just looked at him indifferently, letting the gray-haired old man grab his collar tightly.

"I don't understand you."

"Nuclear explosion in Tacloban City! Besides you Jews, who else might come up with nuclear weapons!" Marshal Stark roared angrily as spit stars flew across.

"Please pay attention to your rhetoric," Moritz, a military adviser from Germany, said lightly, while taking his hands off his collar, "There are many countries that possess nuclear weapons, whether they openly possess nuclear weapons or Secret possession of nuclear weapons. Although there is no evidence, we can also assume that the new country has nuclear weapons.”

"Fart!" Stark yelled, "Having already gained the advantage, how dare you pull out a nuclear bomb? Exchange 130,000 people for a brigade of 2,000 people, even if a pig is in command, it's impossible to make such a stupid and absurd thing." Decide!"

"But that's the fact. It was the nuclear bomb dropped by the bomber of the Starlink trade. We have no evidence, but neither do they. The air supremacy is in their hands, and the nuclear bomb cannot fall by itself."

"That's a city! A city with 100,000 civilians who haven't been evacuated yet! I don't talk about those soldiers who are still fighting with the Moro country! That's 100,000 people! 100,000 unarmed civilians!" Marshal Stark's eyes Red, almost gnawed teeth.

"But this is war." Moritz said lightly.

The office fell silent.

Marshal Stark's chest heaved violently, like a trapped animal in a cage, roaring from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.

"The United Nations will intervene, a 24-hour ceasefire between the two sides, and peacekeeping forces will take over the nuclear-struck Leyte Island. The entire northern part of Mindanao will return to the control of the Philippines because of the 'actual control' formed by the guerrillas over the area." '."

Having said that, Moritz paused, and reached out to straighten the collar of the old man in front of him.

"Now that it's happened, I think we'd better speak with one voice."

"Those who died..."

"There is no war that can be won without sacrificing. I asked you from the very beginning how much awareness you have. Now I tell you that those compatriots who died are necessary sacrifices to win this war."

A drop of cold sweat slipped from Stark's forehead as he said with trembling lips.

"You lunatic...you can't be allowed to command the Philippine army. I will apply to the president to revoke your command!"

"The command can be returned to you. Anyway, there are only 24 hours left. The Moro Kingdom should launch a crazy counterattack against the guerrillas in northern Mindanao. At this time, we only need to maintain the continuous landing on Mindanao and deploy in Bohe Artillery positions on the island, supporting the guerrillas to defend our "fruits of victory"—”

At this moment, the harsh alarm interrupted Moritz's words.

Moritz frowned slightly and looked towards the door.

"what sound?"

Stark looked up at the concrete ceiling and murmured.

"It's an air defense siren..."

"Air strike?" Moritz frowned.

It's all over, so what's the use of air raiding Manila?

"I hope..." For some reason, Stark said such words.

However, his intuition told him that the matter was probably far from being as simple as an air strike. (To be continued.)

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