Edmund Adolf shook his head, his expression grim, and said, "This war is no longer necessary."
"Miracle Group's military strength is far beyond our imagination."
"If we push that guy too far, he might drop a nuclear bomb on Europe, which would cause serious damage."
The housekeeper was surprised and asked, "Master, what do you mean?"
"Have you given up?"
Edmund Adolf stood up, walked to the window, and said, "We previously planned to utilize the Miracle Group's trade relationship with the Bear Country."
"Thus cutting off the country from the conflict and causing unrest within the country."
"We will continue to disintegrate step by step to solve the problems that have threatened Europe for decades."
"But...it's no longer necessary now."
"Bao Junyi might have gotten the news from Alice. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the Bear Country first and then launched a series of military operations in the Middle East."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment before asking, "Master, then we..."
"Let's make a truce."
"If Israel continues to fight, all the efforts of these years will be wasted."
"Besides, the US has already put forward conditions. Without thugs, how can we fight?"
The housekeeper nodded and said, "Master, I understand."
"I'll contact President Menachem Baijing right now and tell him your thoughts."
Edmund Adolf smiled and said, "Perhaps that boy has objections to my decision."
"But tell him the conditions of the new US president."
"Okay, Patriarch."
......
The other side.
Located in the Israel Presidential Palace air-raid shelter.
Menahmu Baijing's face was gloomy, but he could still hear the loud explosion outside.
And the air-raid shelter brought a shaking vibration.
"Mr. President, a telegram has arrived through special channels."
Suddenly, a soldier came in with a telegram.
Menahmu Beijing took it excitedly, and the more he looked at it, the uglier his expression became.
"Fuck! Are you giving up?"
"Damn it, does he know how heavy our losses were?"
"Moreover, they were the ones who started this war, and they are the ones who called for it to stop. Are they done?" Menahmu Beijing roared angrily.
The secretary general next to him picked up the telegram on the ground, his face looking extremely ugly.
"Mr. President, the Rothschild family has rejected the US's conditions."
"There is no external reinforcement now, and our troops are being divided and surrounded by the Miracle Group."
"We have no other choice now."
Menachem Baijing roared, "Damn it, I won't accept this."
"Do you know how much we lost this time?"
"We just received intelligence that our airports, ports, military factories, and other military facilities are being targeted by bombers."
"It's basically in ruins now, and rebuilding will take years, so the eastward expansion plan will have to be postponed again."
The Secretary General said helplessly: "There is nothing we can do now."
"We can't just go ahead and do it anyway. The army is still stuck in Jordan..."
At this time, the underground air-raid shelter fell into silence.
Menahmu Beijing sat there with a frown on his face and a gloomy expression. No one knew what he was thinking about.
Half an hour later.
They walked out of the underground air-raid shelter and, from the height of the presidential palace, saw thick black smoke billowing from all over the capital. Judging from the location, it was either the airport or the port, or even the refinery, where the fire was the biggest.
At the same time, Menachem Baijing, along with a group of officials and guards, continued to enter the city. The sound of ambulances running to and from hospitals was heard, fire trucks were shuttling between various areas, and the police were working hard to maintain order in the city.
They walked for a long time, and when Menachem Beijing came back, her legs and feet were numb.
He looked at the Secretary General, sighed and said, "Let's end it!"
"If the next cruise missile is aimed at residential areas instead of military facilities..."
"After all, this war itself is meaningless."
The Secretary-General nodded and said, "Mr. President, are you sure?"
"Then how will you explain to the public?"
Menahmu Baijing smiled bitterly and said, "I will hold a press conference to explain this matter when the time comes."
"Contact Miracle Group as soon as possible and find out what conditions they will take to withdraw their troops and give up their continued attacks on our homeland and military."
"If the conditions are not too harsh, you can agree to them."
"Yes, Mr. President."
Menachem Baijing watched him leave, slumped down in her chair, staring at the ceiling with a self-deprecating look on her face.
...
However.
In the morning, there was a document on the desks of all the heads of state.
These are all about how the Miracle Group attacked Israel's homeland and which military facilities in Israel were destroyed.
Even the Jordanian and Israeli armies were trapped in a pincer attack by the Miracle Group and were being divided and surrounded.
The Israeli army is now struggling to resist and is facing the risk of being surrounded and annihilated.
The other side.
Located in a large compound in Kyoto.
At this time, in front of the two old men stood a soldier in military uniform, whose rank was colonel.
"Old Ye, Bao Junyi is incredible."
"Surprisingly, in such a short time, they destroyed the main military facilities in Israel."
"Old Li, isn't it incredible?"
"That guy is really capable. If he were in the Anti-Japanese War, he might have been a general."
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