Chapter 923: Chapter 31 “Distant Bridge”_3

Marshal Margo: “The Allies Supreme Commander Eck did not agree with my plan, believing it to be too risky.”

Leonard: “He wants to take credit for the Federation’s Third Army, so I personally put pressure on him. No, I directly lobbied his superior, His Excellency the President!”

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Federation, Presidential Palace.

The President put down the phone and said to the Secretary of State: “That old sly fox has come up with a very fanciful idea, saying it could end the war and ensure the Empire of Prosen dismantles according to our wishes.”

Secretary of State: “According to our wishes means… without Anteans participating? That’s inappropriate, right? After all, the Anteans tied down and eliminated so many Prosen troops, otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to land so smoothly.”

President Old Ro nodded: “That’s exactly what it means. The old fox still wants to play that balance game, he might even agree to let the Prosen maintain the imperial system, letting that emperor who committed heinous crimes continue to stay in power.”

The people in the room looked at each other.

The assistant for security affairs said: “We can’t let them execute this plan!”

President Old Ro: “I actually think this plan is full of chances of failure, so why not do them a favor, and when the plan fails, we will have total say over military actions in Europa.”

The Secretary of State worriedly asked: “You’re not a professional military man, how can you be sure this plan will fail?”

President Old Ro chuckled: “Because seven days of preparation time, for such an ambitious plan, is a bit too little. I don’t know military affairs, but I know how much preparation is needed to launch an offensive that far into enemy territory.”

The Secretary of State raised an eyebrow: “Seven days? He must have gone mad, no campaign can be ready in just seven days.”

“Yeah, so let him try it.”

At this moment his secretary came in with a newspaper: “Today’s extra edition.”

President: “It must be Rocossov on the front page again anyway.”

“Yes, but today’s extra edition is a picture special, full of photos of Melianians welcoming Rocossov’s forces.”

President Old Ro took the newspaper and looked at the enormous front-page photo.

It was a photo of Melania guerrilla fighters playing the piano among the ruins, alongside other guerrilla fighters and an Ante Army officer holding a harmonica.

The guerrilla fighter with a rifle seemed to be singing, judging by his build, he might be a singer.

President Old Ro praised: “This photo is excellent, it’s that Robert Capa again, right? He’s been in Ante for so long, how many Pulitzer Prizes has he won?”

Secretary: “No, this time it was his partner, the text journalist Mike, who took it.”

President Old Ro raised his head, looking surprised at the secretary: “Really?”

“Yes, it seems like throughout Melania there are Pulitzer-worthy scenes everywhere now.”

The President stared at the photo again for a few seconds, saying: “I can only say Rocossov did a wonderful job this time, but when hasn’t he done a wonderful job. Congress is probably going to pass the bill extending the lend-lease act again, the whip of the opposition party will be furious.”

With that, the old man laughed heartily from the bottom of his heart.

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On September 15th, Chief of Staff Pavlov arrived at the Melania Capital City Defense Command.

After embracing Wang Zhong, he solemnly said: “If you jump onto the small tank for an assault yourself again, I will immediately resign and go home to my wife and kids by the warm stove.”

Wang Zhong: “But our surprise attack received an extremely positive response among the Allied Nations, didn’t it?”

Pavlov: “Yes! But there won’t be a next time! No next time!”