Zhuang Bo really didn't expect Thomas to be so direct. A thought came to his mind. Since the Americans were so direct, there was no need for him to beat around the bush, so he said unhurriedly: "I think it is indeed necessary to establish a command center."
, but how to distribute the command authority? General Thomas, with all due respect, we can cooperate with anyone, but we will never accept the command of anyone outside the Northern Capital."
Thomas looked gloomy and said something in a low voice.
Ye Han turned to look at the translator. The translator smiled and said: "He asked Commander Zhuang how he wanted to cooperate. He also said that with so many armies, without a unified command, they are scattered. Working independently is very detrimental to operations in Africa. I hope... no, threaten Commander Zhuang to think carefully.
, which probably means that Commander Zhuang must be responsible for the failure caused by non-cooperation. Shit, he is full of farts... He keeps farting for days and days!"
The translator could secretly curse, but Zhuang Bo could not speak nonsense. He maintained the most basic courtesy and listened to Thomas's speech, but still said unhurriedly: "I very much agree with General Thomas's point of view. In this case, why not leave the US military to me?"
How about taking command?"
"This is impossible!" General Thomas was furious.
Zhuang Bo said with a smile: "Oh, General Thomas, you are so uncooperative. If there is an accident in the African operation, do you have to bear the responsibility yourself?" It's just a threat. Who wouldn't do such a simple thing?
Although we are sitting at the same conference table, countries with insufficient strength would definitely not dare to say this. Behind Zhuang Bo is Beidu, Beiyuezhou and the powerful space fleet. The strong national strength gives him unparalleled confidence.
It was just a few threats, even if he slapped the table and walked away, Thomas had to endure it.
The expression on Thomas's face turned blue and white, and he spoke in an aggravated tone.
The translator immediately explained: "He said...well, it probably means that the countries participating in the African operations all agree that the United States will direct the African operations, and then what happens? In short, it all makes sense. That's pretty much what it means."
As soon as Thomas finished speaking, Zhuang Bo's steady voice rang out: "General Thomas, I have not received any notification related to command authority. How you handle command authority is a matter between you. I would like to reiterate that our side
Command will never be handed over to foreign troops."
As long as you have a little knowledge of military history, you will know that in the early days of the founding of the army, the command rights were once occupied by foreigners, so that the Red Army had to leave home and march thousands of miles away.
Since then, the military has never handed over military command to any foreigner.
Zhuang Bo's speech was powerful and resounding. Representatives from various countries attending the meeting unanimously looked at this not-so-tall general. Many people's hearts were filled with ups and downs, and there was an unspeakable undercurrent surging.
Why are they willing to hand over the command to the Americans? It’s just that people have to bow their heads under the roof, and even domestic high-level officials have to look at the faces of the Americans. Who has the command, and how can they, representatives like them, influence it?
Thomas' face was as dark as water, and he was silent for a moment before saying a word.
The translator promptly said: "He asked Commander Zhuang what he wanted to do, uh, what plan he had."
Zhuang Bo smiled slightly: "We can cooperate. The time, location, and mission objectives are provided to us. Beidou will decide whether to send troops to participate, and the battle plan will be formulated by itself."
Thomas said another word and translated: "He said what if the plans affect each other."
Zhuang Bo replied: "Inform each other of the combat plans before taking action, negotiate with each other on any conflicts, and whoever makes mistakes will go to a military court."
Thomas spoke, and the interpreter continued: "He asked Commander Zhuang whether we would care if we received requests for military support from other countries."
Ye Han instinctively felt that this sentence was a trap dug by Thomas.
Zhuang Bo calmly replied: "Whether we support you or not must depend on the specific situation. We must first assess the degree of danger and then decide whether to send troops."
Ye Han understood. The subtext of this sentence was, don't come to us if you are going to die - don't overestimate the integrity of Americans, let alone think that Americans can't do bad things like cheating and frame-up.
Thomas' expression was stiff and he said something stiffly.
The translator said: "He asked if we are here to make soy sauce."
Ye Han looked at the translator in surprise, and the translator shrugged innocently: "That's what he meant. He also asked us what we can do, and his tone was not very polite."
"Who the hell does he think he is?" Ye Han said dissatisfied.
Zhuang Bo smiled very much: "Our space battleship can provide air support anytime, anywhere without any compromise."
Thomas's expression became even more ugly, and he growled in a low voice.
The translator said: "He said that the base group has no shortage of space battleships."
Zhuang Bodao also spoke fluent English, and the translator showed a surprised expression: "Commander Zhuang asked the Americans to notify the fleet of the communication frequency in time, so as not to be blinded when calling for support. He also said that after the meeting is over, he will notify our space
The fleet goes back."
"Is Tuo crazy?" Ye Han asked in a low voice.
"I think they are just pretending," said the translator. "These foreigners are very scheming. They have known for a long time that we cannot hand over the command. They just want to test us with a shot first."
"
Ye Han couldn't help but be surprised, this translation is good, can you tell?
The translator smiled and saw Ye Han's confusion: "I'm used to dealing with foreigners all the time."
Ye Han suddenly understood. As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to Mo are black. Translators themselves are foreign affairs personnel and they always deal with cunning foreigners. If they don't even understand these most basic things, how dare Beijing send them into the special task force?
fleet?
This is what specialization is in a profession!
While the two people were talking, Thomas suddenly announced the adjournment of the meeting, but he did not announce the adjournment of the meeting. Instead, he asked the representatives of the participating countries to wait in the conference room for a while.
After arranging the representatives from various countries, Thomas left the venue, and then a U.S. Army lieutenant quickly walked into the conference room, came to Zhuang Bo's side and whispered a few words.
Zhuang Bo listened expressionlessly, nodded slightly, turned around and said, "Follow me."
Ye Han didn't think much at all, and followed Zhuang Bo with the translator out of the conference room.
The three people were taken into a reception room by the U.S. Army lieutenant. As soon as they entered the door, the three people saw Thomas waiting here.
Thomas extended his right hand to Zhuang Bo, and after shaking hands with everyone, everyone took their seats. Thomas opened his mouth and spoke a string of foreign words.
The translator whispered: "The first words are all kind words, but the second meaning is that the United States and we have the same interests on African issues. There are so many countries participating in African operations, unified command is imperative, but he can take a step back, as long as we give
They are in the name of the commander-in-chief... Well, we decide whether to participate in ground missions, but we hope that we will provide necessary air assistance, including carrier-based aircraft and space fleets... He emphasized that it is assistance, not command, and said that this is
It is one of the agreed conditions for Washington to support Beidou, and I hope we can give him an answer."
After hearing this, Zhuang Bo nodded and said: "I agree with General Thomas's suggestion."
Thomas finally smiled, and the two discussed a few more words. The group left the reception room and returned to the conference room. Thomas immediately announced the formal establishment of the joint command.