Chapter 1270 - This is fine (2/2)

That makes sense.

That is the correct political choice to make

How could a presidential candidate use a foreign mercenary as a bodyguard? Especially if it was the “notorious” Celestial Trade.

After their conversation ended, Jiang Chen looked at the clock on the wall. It was dinner time, so he went to the living room.

Natasha came in just as Jiang Chen sat down on the sofa.

She also brought back news from Russia.

According to her, the KGB began its operation in South America. The CIB caught onto their actions, but did not manage to collect sufficient evidence, the counter-measurement was to strengthen the security of the Colombian president.

The panicking Colombian president shut himself in the room, reduced travel, and also mobilized a brigade to the nation’s capital.

The well-trained Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia, or FARC, entered the country from Venezuela and began to push forward from the northern provinces of Colombia. At the same time, an assassination plan to hunt down the president was also in full swing.

From six months to at most a year, the opposition party would force the Colombian president to step down with the support of the KGB and the Venezuelan government.

At the same time, Yerif also sent good news from Saudi Arabia…

“The people on the Russian side have already started, what about you? My father asked me to bring a message to you, why haven’t they seen any movement?” Natasha asked while swaying her beautiful blonde hair. She sat down across from him while she drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee; she was already in her pajamas.

“Ten thousand mercenaries have been assembled in Madagascar. Once the insiders in Saudi Arabia clears the route, we can ship them in a cruise and then disembark them on the coast of the Red Sea. We can pass through Saudi Arabia territory without anyone knowing.”

It was the safest route.

Apart from this route, only two other routes remained. One option would be to bypass South Africa and cross the Strait of Gibraltar from the west coast of Syria. The other option would be to pass through Turkey. The former risked being discovered by the NATO fleet, and the latter wasn’t even an option to begin with. Turkey was one of the supporters of the opposition in Syria.

“Is it okay to only have this many people?” Natasha thought while sipping her coffee. “I thought you would use your orbital airborne brigade.”

“You and someone asked the same question,” Jiang Chen shrugged and shook his head. “To deal with a bunch of fools, orbital airborne troops are not necessary. Our ‘reserves’ are more than enough. As for the number of people, you’ll see once they arrive.”

“Since you are so confident,” Natasha smiled, put down the coffee cup, and said, “Our Air Force can support you after the operation begins.”

“Then please.” Jiang Chen said.

Although it wouldn’t matter, it was a good jesture regardless.

“So, can you give me a rough timeline? I have to respond to my father,” Natasha said.

“October.” Jiang Chen opened his watch and glanced at the calendar on the holographic screen as he said nonchalantly, “The closer the date to the UA election, the less risk and resistance we face.”

“October… Well, that’s my answer,” Natasha said.

“Right, there is one more thing. You can also inform the Kremlin,” Jiang Chen looked at Natasha who was on her way upstairs.

“What?” Stopping on the stairs, Natasha looked back.

“We have named the million-ton ship Enovy-class, so we won’t refer to your opinion.”

“Just this?” Natasha rolled her eyes. “I thought you wanted to tell me that you already built it.”

“That’s the third thing I’m going to tell you,” enjoying her surprised expression, Jiang Chen grinned. “On May 7th, remember to let your people know to attend Envoy-class Starship’s ceremonial ship launching.”