Chapter 1461 - Reasonable Excuse

Chapter 1461: Reasonable Excuse

Compared with Jiang Chen’s last sentence, the reporters were more intrigued by the sentence he said before.

Vice President, Wall Street…conspiracy?

There were too many possibilities.

If anyone else said this sentence, it would not cause so many controversies. For the eight presidents who died during their term of office, the cause of each death was enough to produce a conspiracy theory of no less than a hundred thousand words.

However, this sentence was not said by anyone else, but Jiang Chen himself.

Everyone was aware that Celestial Trade helped the UA search for the missing Air Force One. They would not believe that Jiang Chen’s statement was completely unfounded! Obviously, Celestial Trade had discovered something!

All the reporters at the scene smelled a big conspiracy.

However, just when they were about to ask further questions, Jiang Chen didn’t give them a chance at all. He directly announced the end of the press conference and walked backstage.

“It’s irrational to throw this news out at the press conference! If they know we are also looking for the black box, then they’ll definitely obstruct us at all costs, even…” Natasha complained to Jiang Chen while she followed closely behind him.

“They will even forge a black box or a corpse, right? As long as they have the assistance of Boeing, they can do it easily.” After Jiang Chen pulled open the car door, he sat inside, then looked at Natasha who sat in after him with a smile, “My dear Natasha, you have been away from the KGB for too long. Use your breasts to think about it. Even if we don’t throw this smoke bomb out, will they let us search for the whereabouts of the black box?”

Natasha raised an eyebrow and was about to refute, but when she thought about it carefully, she suddenly realized that there was some truth to that.

“Any war requires a reasonable excuse. Otherwise, even if we win, the mess left behind will cause us to be devastated.” When he saw that Natasha was no longer speaking, he smiled, then said, “In the next two weeks, our seagull class and orbital airborne brigade will return from Mars. When it enters the synchronous orbit, the UA can prepare to surrender. And before that, we can make some preparations.”

Although she doubted Jiang Chen’s self-confidence, Natasha finally gave up. Since the outcome would be determined in the next few days, she would soon be able to tell if he was bluffing or not.

“It’s a pity for Trump, war is not a good choice,” Natasha sighed and changed the subject, “At least he is back in the country. There are Russian agents and Ghost Agents watching. Even if the FBA wants to play tricks, they have to weigh it carefully.”

“I agree with your first point. War is indeed not the best choice, but it seems that we have no better choice besides war. About Trump, it doesn’t really matter to us whether he is dead or not. ”

After a pause, Jiang Chen suddenly chuckled.

“Believe it or not, even if he dies, I can make the dead come back to life.”

Natasha was stunned.

The originally clear pupils suddenly looked confused, and a layer of fine mist gradually covered her eyes.

When he saw her expression, Jiang Chen immediately regretted the decision.

Marina Ivanovna Nikolaeva, a former KGB agent, Natasha’s mother, was also the knot between her and her father.

“…I know what you are thinking, but it was impossible at that time.” Jiang Chen sighed softly as he looked at Natasha who was in excitement and confusion, “If you just need the same one for comfort, cloning technology can do it. However, you know that it is not real.”

Jiang Chen knew what she was thinking.

She wanted to resurrect her mother who left her in her childhood.

But it was impossible.

Even science could not bring the dead to life. Natasha knew this, but when she heard Jiang Chen say the phrase “to bring the dead back to life”, she couldn’t help but feel the slightest hope in her heart.

“You bastard!”

She tried to hide the fact that she had wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. Her cheeks were slightly red because he saw her weak side.

Perhaps she was trying to cover up this embarrassing moment, but Natasha suddenly leaped onto Jiang Chen with tears still in her eyes. Then she viciously bit onto Jiang Chen’s lip and pressed him down on the chair. It took a long time before she finally raised her head while still riding on top of him. Her chest was still moving violently as she said with viciousness

“You shouldn’t give me hope!”

“Sorry, I didn’t know you would have such a big reaction.” Jiang Chen gently fiddled with the strand of hair beside her cheek, but his hand was pinched midair.

The two gazed at each other silently.

Just as the atmosphere in the car gradually became ambiguous, a weak cough suddenly came from the front.

Natasha’s gaze met with Ayesha’s eyes in the mirror, her face suddenly turned red as she hopped down from Jiang Chen and sat upright in her seat.

Ayesha, who held the steering wheel, looked awkward.

Although she didn’t mind what they were doing, she was driving after all.

She had been hesitant for a while, but in the end, she chose to protest with her weak cough to indicate that she was still here.

…

On February 18th, heavy rain poured into North Colombia.

For the North Colombian soldiers besieging Bucaramanga, it was undoubtedly a torment. Not to mention the infestation of poisonous insects, the frequent landslides, mudslides after the heavy rain, the muddy mountain roads alone were a big test for the logistics of the North Colombian army.

Due to the heavy rain, air support was not available.

When the NATO Third Mechanized Division withdrew to Barranquilla, the two mountain divisions responsible for the attack on Bucaramanga were forced to halt their offensive. The price to pay was unbearable to besiege a city without firepower support, let alone attack a city located in the Andes.

It was a fortress without walls!

The eastern battlefield was at a stalemate, and the battlefield in the central part was also not optimistic.

Bad weather prevented heavy bombers from reaching the battlefield. The Coalition Force advancing in the direction of Medellin could only rely on howitzers, self-propelled artilleries, and naval guns to support the battlefield.

However, the South Colombian army was very cunning and had no intention of deciding the outcome of the war with the NATO Coalition Force on the plains. Not only did they station their main force in the urban area where NATO had to be cautious, but the rest of the force was also separated into smaller units and were concentrated to the rear to start guerrilla warfare.

Days of heavy rain were undoubtedly a test for the offensive side.

The NATO Coalition Force and North Colombia army had invested a total of more than ten divisions into the northern region of Medellin. Not only did they amass more than 100,000 troops, but they also mobilized more than 2,000 tanks. NATO Coalition Force’s original plan was to take Medellin within three days, then push to Bogota within five days, but now, they were pinned down to the outskirts of Medellin, and stuck in a stalemate against the Celestial Trade army that arrived from the rear as reinforcement.

No one thought that this war would be so difficult.

Whether from the armor, to the firepower, or to the the number of people, NATO was at an advantage in every category. However, South Colombia did not become the second Iraq, and the “Operation Desert Storm-esque” victory was not replicated.

What made the NATO commander more anxious was that so far, they had not seen the whereabouts of the orbital airborne troops. Those iron robots were like the Sword of Damocles. They hung above their heads, but they didn’t know when they would fall.

Compared with the NATO Coalition Force fighting on the front line, the new President Mike Pence, who had just completed his swearing-in ceremony, faced no less pressure than General Felton who commanded on the front line.

He knew very well that if he could not end this war in a short time, domestic pressure would make his life extremely difficult. The UA was sliding into a quagmire deeper than the Vietnam War, and in this quagmire, there was an enemy they did not want to face.

There seemed to be only two choices left for the new president.

Either add another bundle of firewood to this stove, or start a fire outside out of it…