I have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World - Chapter 1151
Chapter 1151: War Or Peace
The endless smoke shrouded the entire horizon as rows of rockets whizzed off and targeted the far distance before they engulfed all the targets in explosions.
The dust of the explosion swept across the battlefield. In deafening roars, the soldiers stood up from the bunker with their rifle, followed behind the tanks and armored vehicles that began to accelerate as they rushed toward the battlefield filled with black smoke…
The representatives from different forces looked at the rolling dust in the distance and revealed different expressions.
The representatives from the Northern Alliance Area scorned at the scene. Inheriting the weapons and tactics before the war, they were not afraid of the simple firepower bombardment. Only one weapon of the NAC caught their attention and that was the particle cannon capable of penetrating the Wanderer Tank.
Representatives of the Southern Survivors Alliance were in shock. They whispered around and exchanged opinions. Against the immense firepower, they did not have the confidence to even last through one round of bombardment. Even if the survivors of the entire south knitted tightly together into a rope, it would just be a rope against the mighty NAC…
Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the representatives from the south who look shell-shocked and smiled.
“How is the NAC military?”
Other than the Northern Alliance Area representatives’ disdain look, the representatives from the south all expressed their most sincere praises. They all willingly stated their intention to maintain a peaceful relationship…
A military exercise like this was conducted every year by the NAC.
On the one hand, the purpose was to enhance Jiang Chen’s presence of general who rarely appeared in front of people. On another hand, it was to maintain the combat effectiveness of the soldiers. It also served the purpose of consuming excess weapons inventory. Finally, it could deter the small survivor settlements around NAC. Four birds with one stone.
NAC was rich, too rich.
The three Gardens of Edens had almost monopolized the food trade in half of the Pan-Asia region. The inexhaustible amount of iron, aluminum, and rare earth minerals made people envious. The Sixth Street that completed industrialization transported countless amounts of industrially manufactured goods to the surrounding survivor settlements, used trade to plunder the crystals, resources, and even the population and land of other survivor settlements…
To ensure the smooth flow of the trade routes, it was not enough to rely on guards. From time to time, it was important to gather the representatives of the local forces to flex NAC’s muscles to show the true ruler of the land.
In the distance, a Tiger II had already bulldozed through the smoky battlefield. The soldiers fired alternatively to maintain constant suppression. Under the cover of machine-gun firepower, they pushed toward the target area. Soon, in the center of the battlefield a few kilometers away, the banner of NAC waved high in the air.
The entire military exercise was coming to an end…
The already unimpressed representatives of the Northern Alliance Area scorned and left without saying anything. Representatives of other survivors’ settlements sighed with relief and expressed their gratitude to Jiang Chen, and then left in a hurry.
“What do you think? That’s the power of the First Corp.”
Cheng Weiguo said with a hearty smile.
“Very impressive,” Jiang Chen nodded and looked at the black smoke that gradually dissipated in the distance. After a moment of pause, he suddenly sighed with some emotion. “I just feel that something is missing.”
Cheng Weiguo pondered for a moment and a frown began to show. However, he couldn’t interpret the general’s message.
In the distance, the soldiers have been lined up, boarded the trucks in order, and withdrew from the battlefield in an orderly manner.
Han Junhua provided the most suitable tactics for NAC. The tactic of using firepower at random and then rushing to the target was now replaced by tactics where the armored vehicles and tanks worked together with infantry. However, Jiang Chen looked at the black smoke that was slowing fading and felt something was missing.
What is it?
Not only did Cheng Weiguo fail to understand the message in his words, but even Jiang Chen himself also could not fully understand.
Perhaps because he could separate from the world at any time, he always looked at the problems from the perspective of an outsider. In some places, he has always been more sensitive than the indigenous people of this world.
Of course, it may just be his illusion.
At this time, Lu Minghui, the bishop of the Guardian Sect, who left with the representatives walked to him with a dignified look.
The guard noticed that he was approaching Jiang Chen and stopped him.
“What’s the matter,” Jiang Chen raised his hand to indicate that the guard could be at ease, “Mr. Bishop?”
Lu Minghui leaned in and whispered, “If I dare to ask Mr. General, is our covenant still in place?”
Jiang Chen slightly frowned and looked at him with confusion. “Of course… What do you mean?”
Lu Minghui smiled bitterly.
“This is a long story…”
…
Indeed, a long story.
After half an hour, the bishop finally explained the situation to Jiang Chen.
This was the case.
The CCCP tank formation appeared in the northern part of Shangjing. It immediately took over the military outpost established by the Shangjing Survivors Alliance in Badaling. The local survivors immediately organized coalition forces for defense, but the effort was completely futile against the CCCP’s steel torrent.
As one of the survivor forces of Shangjing, the Guardian Sect naturally sent people, but the results were obvious. If they won, then Lu Minghui wouldn’t be here seeking for help.
Jiang Chen took a while to digest the information from the bishop.
In the map from before the war, no matter from which direction, the border between the CCCP and the Pan-Asia Cooperation was hundreds of kilometers away from Shangjing.
Didn’t the world government already leave the Earth? Where did the CCCP tank come from? Why did they suddenly become interested in Pan-Asia Cooperation?
However, these issues were not the focus.
The point was, was NAC going to head north?
Jiang Chen did not immediately reply to Lu Minghui. After he returned to the Fishbone base, he immediately convened the top officials of the military government to discuss possible countermeasures.
Regarding whether or not to send troops, the military government was also divided into two factions.
One faction supports sending troops, and the other faction naturally opposed…
“…NAC needs time to grow and nourish, not to mention the nuclear winter is just becoming more and more severe. The northern territories are meaningless to us. Our covenant with the Guardian Sect only promises to allow them to remain in Wanghai in an autonomous region after the restoration of the Holy Shield. This has nothing to do with the covenant.” After a pause, Chu Nan went on to say, “I propose that instead of sending troops, it is better to fulfill the promises in advance and help them move south.”
“Mutants and zombies can stop flesh, but they can’t stop iron. If they are coming for us, then there is no meaning in deferring.” Han Junhua said without emotion, “The best choice at this time is to stop the CCCP tanks in the Shangjing region and prevent them from moving south.”
“Please pay attention to your identity,” Chu Nan glanced at Han Junhua, being vocal of his opinion. “I remember that Advisor Han is a NAC Advisor, not a Pan-Asia Cooperation Advisor.”
“I am standing in the position of NAC. Of course, I’m only an advisor. As for the decision…” She was not bothered by Chu Nan’s words, instead, she looked at Jiang Chen with the same expressionless state, “Please decide.”
Everyone looked at Jiang Chen and waited for Jiang Chen’s decision.
The military government was a dictatorial government. There was no vote or democracy. All soldiers were only loyal to the same great existence – The General of the NAC.
No matter the result and no matter which side of the balance everyone was tipping towards.
War or peace was at his whim.
