"The Philippines proposes that the northern Mindanao area 'occupied' by the guerrillas is under the actual control of the Philippines and should be temporarily managed by the Philippines. Leyte Island, as a disputed area at war and has suffered a nuclear attack, should be managed by United Nations peacekeeping forces Take over, and both sides will take a step back and withdraw their troops from Leyte Island at the same time... "
Before the officer responsible for conveying the news had finished speaking, Ivan suddenly became furious.
"This is not about taking a step back! This is Chi Guoguo's conspiracy!"
Compared to Ivan's anger, Jiang Chen's expression seemed much calmer.
He finally understood that the Philippines' sending guerrillas to Mindanao was not a "suicidal" war of attrition by abandoning supply lines, but to form a form of actual control over the region.
Then, through external factors, the United States or the United Nations took action to force the end of this war!
And this ceasefire line will draw the entire northern part of Mindanao to the Philippines!
"Use the three divisions deployed across the Surigao Strait as bait to lure us into launching a landing on Leyte Island to cut off the supplies of these three divisions. Leave a brigade of troops in Tacloban City to block our advance The speed, and then when we almost seized control of Tacloban City, we detonated the nuclear bomb hidden in the city center..." Jiang Chen put his fingers on his chin, thinking in a low voice.
Air supremacy is in our hands, and sea supremacy is also in our hands. From the beginning, the Philippines did not intend to win this war on the battlefield, but intended to determine the outcome outside the battlefield. Once it enters the international court, the United Nations will be responsible for examining which party used nuclear weapons.
Obviously, if it goes to court, the Freemasonry, which has a wider scope of influence, will obviously have a greater chance of winning.
Regardless of the outcome of the ruling, the Moro Kingdom will lose control of northern Mindanao.
From the beginning, they planned to detonate this nuclear bomb!
"How much time will the United Nations give us?" Jiang Chen looked at the officer who summoned him.
"Twenty-four hours." The officer said nervously, "The observers sent by the United Nations have taken a very tough stance. If we cannot achieve a ceasefire within twenty-four hours, the United Nations will authorize the permanent members to forcibly intervene in the regional situation... "
"Twenty-four-hour ceasefire? They started the war, and now they are saying they want a ceasefire!" an officer cursed.
"Fuck the United Nations! This is not fair!"
"Shet! We in the Moro Kingdom cannot accept such a result! Absolutely not-" the officer from the Moro Kingdom cursed.
"Now is not the time to complain." Jiang Chen tapped the table with his fingers, interrupting the voice on the command table. His sharp eyes swept across a pair of eyes at the command table, "Everyone, we still have twenty-four people. Hour."
"Think about what we can do with these twenty-four hours."
Having said this, 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 to the ceasefire line. Or, one of the parties surrenders."
"what do you mean?"
"We go directly to the capital of the Philippines." Jiang Chen pointed his finger on the holographic map, erased the originally sketched attack route, and drew a red cross directly on the location of Manila, "Before the United Nations court session, the trial detonated Nuclear war criminal!”
All the officers in front of the command table couldn't help holding their breath for a moment and looked at each other.
The silence lasted for nearly half a minute, and no one said a word.
"...This is crazy." Ivan couldn't help but speak, breaking the silence at the command table.
However, unlike the doubts he raised, his eyes flashed 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 words through his teeth, " But remember, they were the ones who went crazy first!"
…
The underground bunker in Manila serves as the temporary headquarters of the Philippine National Army.
Because of the loss of air control, in order to prevent the Aurora-20 from Starlink Trading from launching air strikes on the capital, the Ministry of National Defense, Congress, and the Presidential Palace all temporarily moved here to maintain the operation of the military and government agencies.
"Asshole! What the hell did you do! Did you do it right? Answer me! Huh?"
Philippine Defense Minister Marshal Stark kicked open the door of his office, took two steps forward, and grabbed military adviser Moritz by the collar. However, the latter just looked at him indifferently and allowed the gray-haired old man to hold on to his collar.
"I don't understand you."
"Nuclear explosion in Tacloban City! Besides you Jews, who else could come up with nuclear weapons!" Marshal Stark roared angrily as spitting stars flew across the sky.
"Please pay attention to your words," Moritz, a military adviser from Germany, said lightly, taking his hand off his collar, "There are many countries that possess nuclear weapons, whether they openly possess nuclear weapons, or Secretly possessing nuclear weapons. Although there is no evidence, we can also assume that the new country possesses nuclear weapons."
"Fart!" Stark yelled, "You already have the upper hand, and you're going to take out a nuclear bomb? You have to exchange 13,000 people for a 2,000-man brigade. Even if it's under the command of a pig, it's impossible to do such a stupid and absurd thing. Decide!"
"But this is the fact. It was the nuclear bomb dropped by the bombers of the Star Ring Trade. We have no evidence, but neither do they. The air supremacy is in their hands, and the nuclear bomb cannot fall on its own."
"That's a city! A city that still has 100,000 civilians that have not yet been evacuated! I'm not talking about the soldiers who are still fighting in the streets of the Moro Kingdom! That's 100,000 people! 100,000 unarmed civilians!" Marshal Stark's eyes Red, teeth almost broken.
"But this is war." Moritz said calmly.
The office fell silent.
Marshal Stark's chest heaved violently, like a trapped animal in a cage, and roars escaped from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.
"The United Nations will intervene, a 24-hour ceasefire will be implemented, and the 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 the guerrillas have established actual control over the area. '."
Having said this, Moritz paused and stretched out his hand to straighten the collar of the old man in front of him.
"Now that things have happened, I think it's best for us to speak on the same page."
"Those who died..."
"There is no war that can be won without sacrifice. I have asked you from the beginning how much consciousness you have. Now I tell you that your compatriots who died are all necessary sacrifices to win this war."
A drop of cold sweat slipped from Stark's forehead, and he said with trembling lips.
"You madman... we cannot let you command the Philippine army. I will apply to the president to revoke your command authority!"
"The command can be returned to you. Anyway, there are only twenty-four hours left. The Moro country 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 Bohol Artillery positions on the island to support the guerrillas in defending our 'fruits of victory'—"
At this moment, the piercing alarm interrupted Moritz's words.
Moritz frowned slightly and looked at the door.
"what sound?"
Stark looked up at the concrete ceiling and murmured.
"It's an air raid warning..."
"Air raid?" Moritz frowned.
We've already reached this point, so what's the use of air strikes on Manila
"I hope..." I don't know why, Stark said this.
However, his intuition told him that the matter was probably far from being as simple as an air strike. (.)