Chapter 1460 - As You Wish

The exploding ammunition rack blew off the top of the tank and left only the mainframe of the tank, as well as the swaying flame at the end of the main gun.

Blood mixed with muddy water was roasted black by the explosion. The soldiers wearing helmets sat down beside the belt of the tank, the muzzle fallen onto the ground had already cooled, and the hollowness inside their pupils under the helmet was filled with horror.

They crossed the ocean to fight against the Colombian rebels, but they never thought they would run into such an opponent.

The rocket launch vehicle that was blown up by thermite burned in flames, and the fragmented steel told the tragedy of the previous battle.

A dozen Osprey helicopters arrived late and landed in the center of the military base. After the Marine Corp soldiers saw the scene in front of them, they were all in disbelief, and not a word could come out of their mouths.

In the middle of the military base in chaos, UA Army General Felton stood on this devastated battlefield, stared straight at the wreckage of the Patriot-3 launch vehicle not far away, and was in a state of shock for a long time.

Two hundred and twenty NS-90 robots completely overwhelmed the three brigades he commanded. Less than a year has passed since their last conformation, but the combat power of Celestial Trade made him feel like he was fighting against aliens and the type of aliens that only existed in Hollywood movies…

He would rather believe that he did not wake up this morning, and all of this was just a nightmare.

Colonel Fabian approached Felton, hesitated, and spoke.

“Sir.”

After a long silence, General Felton spoke slowly.

“Has the casualties been counted?”

“The statistics came out…” After Fabian hesitated for a moment, he took a deep breath and finally made up his mind, “A total of 1,677 soldiers were killed in battle, and the wounded are still being counted…”

General Felton took a breath.

Although he had been mentally prepared, his heart couldn’t help but spasm a few times after he heard this number.

“Let the Third Mechanized Division withdraw to Barranquilla.”

“But the front line…” Colonel Fabian said with difficulty in his tone.

The Third Mechanized Division had already crossed Highland 744 and was preparing to join the 11th and 14th Mountain Divisions of North Colombia besieging Bucaramanga. The next plan was a joint offensive against the Fifth Infantry Division of South Colombia stationed in downtown Bucaramanga.

For the North Colombia force attacking Bucaramanga, the firepower support of the Third Mechanized Division was absolutely necessary. However, Felton could not care less at this moment. Today, it was robots being parachuted down. No one could guarantee that it would not be the orbital airborne brigade thrown on him tomorrow.

He didn’t dare to gamble his own life on the courage of Celestial Trade.

“If we can’t even hold the command, even if we take Bucaramanga, it’s meaningless.” After a pause, Felton continued, “In addition, the casualty report should be sent to the people at Capital as soon as possible. We need reinforcements! If they still want to win this war…”

…

Two hundred vs six thousand.

At the cost of fewer than 50 robots, more than 1,600 NATO soldiers were killed by NS-90 suspended rifles, and countless were wounded.

Under the cover of Aurora-20s, the remaining one hundred and eighty-four NS-90s, along with the scrapped robot wreckages, fought and retreated towards the Port of Barranquilla, and finally jumped into the sea and were received by Celestial Trade submersibles waiting in the nearby water. They retreated in the direction of Venezuela…

When this report was sent to Jiang Chen’s desk by Ivan, he was still amazed by the number, despite the fact that he had expected such a result.

As robots that even gave NAC a headache, the little guys were indeed worthy of their “Battlefield Janitor” name.

Jiang Chen even fantasized in his mind with ill-intentions.

If Capital learned that these robots came from their “descendants,” what kind of reaction would they have.

“…North Colombia’s offensive against Bucaramanga has ceased, and the two divisions in Bucaramanga have retreated to the suburbs.”

“But the siege hasn’t stopped, right?” Jiang Chen asked.

“Yes.” Ivan nodded.

“Then let us help our allies again.”

While Jiang Chen spoke, he sat up from the chair, turned on the holographic screen of his watch, called the weather control center on Ange Island, and ordered.

“Let the heavy rain blow on the south coast of the Gulf of Mexico. The bigger the better.”

…

Although the NATO Coalition Force and Capital were trying their best to block the news, the news that Celestial Trade’s AI Soldiers raided Barranquilla and fully retreated finally spread through the platform known as the Internet.

It was filmed by a phone, which was uploaded to YouTube, and finally spread like a virus on Twitter and Facebook.

Although the video was very blurry, except for the explosion and the bursts of gunfire, and there was not even the shadow of the NS-90 in the video, from the M1A2 that was destroyed by the anti-tank rocket and the NATO soldiers collapsing on the ground, Netizens could still feel the fierceness of the war through the screen.

It just so happened that in the military base at that time, in addition to NATO Coalition soldiers, there were also a few war correspondents from the United Kingdom. Although their cameras were confiscated afterward, the British journalist who was not afraid of death took a few photos with his phone.

It was precisely because of those photos that netizens all over the world could see the true face of NS-90.

“AI soldier? Celestial Trade even managed to create this?”

“This reporter is actually so lucky!”

“Didn’t Capital’s military commentators say, ‘Electronic pilots are already the limit of Future Military, and it’s impossible to build a robot soldier within a reasonable cost in the short term’? Look at the calendar for me. Only a few days have passed!”

“I don’t know why, when I saw the red light in the center of the robot’s head, I suddenly shuddered…”

“The weapons of Celestial Trade are all manufactured by Future Military! Boycott the products of Future Group!”

“…”

While online public opinion continued to ferment, Celestial Trade did not make those who followed this incident wait too long.

On the second day of the attack, Celestial Trade held a press conference in the “Heart of the Sea” on Coro Island. More than 20 internationally renowned media companies were invited to attend, including two from the UA.

At the press conference, Jiang Chen, the President of Celestial Trade, gave an official response to the incident.

As always, he did not bring a script.

Standing in front of the reporters’ lenses, Jiang Chen cleared his throat and gave a concise speech.

“First of all, Celestial Trade expresses our regret for the attack on Barranquilla, but we will not apologize.”

“At the time of the attack, more than 200,000 innocent Bucaramanga citizens were being displaced due to NATO’s unilateral military action. Twenty-four hours ago, we had warned the relevant countries that if they did not stop South Colombia’s aggressive behavior, then Celestial Trade will join the righteous side and interfere with the civil war through military intervention.”

“As long as it is a war, people will die. Presumably from the moment they set foot on Colombian soil, certain countries have been mentally prepared for this.”

“We regret once again that for Mike Pence and everyone on Wall Street, you have turned all the progress of ‘Sugar Cube Diplomacy’ in vain with a conspiracy, and I have lost all my patience. Originally, we could welcome our future in another way, but now…”

When Jiang Chen spoke of this point, he took a moment to pause, let out a soft sigh and spread his hands.

“As you wish, we have met each other in battle.”