Chapter 339: Blackmail Worked!
Chapter 339: Blackmail Worked!
The next morning, the situation had escalated further, with both nations' leaders scheduled to engage in a high-stakes conversation. President Thomas Greene sat in the Oval Office, surrounded by key members of his national security team.
"Patch me through to President Zhang," Greene instructed firmly. The secure video call was initiated, and within moments, the screen flickered to life, revealing the President of China and his advisors seated in a similarly solemn setting.
"Good morning, Mr. President Zhang," Greene began diplomatically. "I appreciate you taking the time to speak with me today. As you know, the recent satellite incident has created significant tension between our two nations. I believe it is imperative that we address this matter directly and constructively."
"Good morning, President Greene," President Zhang replied, his tone equally measured. "Indeed, this situation has caused considerable concern. China takes the violation of our airspace very seriously. We have made our position clear in our public statements, but I welcome this opportunity for further dialogue."
Greene nodded. "Our analysis indicates that the satellite malfunctioned during a routine meteorological mission. Unfortunately, it deviated from its intended path and entered Chinese airspace. We deeply regret any misunderstanding this may have caused. However, it is crucial for both our nations to handle this matter with transparency and cooperation."
President Zhang's expression remained stoic. "President Greene, while we appreciate your explanation, the fact remains that the satellite was detected conducting activities inconsistent with meteorological research. Our own analysis supports this conclusion. Therefore, China cannot simply overlook this incident as a mere technical error."
Greene leaned forward slightly, emphasizing his point. "I understand your position, Mr. President. However, to ensure complete transparency and to resolve this issue amicably, I propose a joint investigation into the satellite's malfunction. Additionally, we request permission for our experts to recover the remains of the satellite.
This will help us determine the exact cause of the incident and prevent future occurrences."
President Zhang exchanged a brief glance with his advisors before responding.
"President Greene, the satellite remains are currently located within Chinese territory. According to international law, we have the sovereign right to manage and investigate any objects that land on our soil. While we are open to sharing our findings with your experts, we cannot agree to allow American personnel to conduct operations on our territory."
Greene sighed. He knew China wouldn't let them have that satellite back to them that easily. But he needed to secure it no matter what, as it is not a meteorological satellite used for research, it is a weather manipulation satellite that no one on the planet knew, except Mr. Reyes of course.
If found, the United States might find itself in peril. If the United Nations found out the true purpose of the satellite. The repercussions could be severe, including international condemnation and potential sanctions.
The United Nations had strict regulations regarding the use of weather manipulation technology, deeming it too dangerous due to its potential for misuse in warfare and its unpredictable environmental impacts.
"Mr. President, allowing our experts to participate in the recovery and investigation process would demonstrate a commitment to transparency and mutual cooperation. It would also help build trust between our nations during this sensitive time."
President Zhang remained resolute. "As I mentioned earlier, President Greene, China will handle the investigation of the satellite on our territory. We are willing to share our findings, but the recovery and initial examination must be conducted by our experts. This is non-negotiable."
President Greene leaned back in his chair, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on his shoulders. He had anticipated this level of resistance from the Chinese President and knew that traditional diplomacy might not suffice. It was time to use the information the CIA had provided—a card he had hoped to avoid playing.
"Very well, President Zhang," Greene began, his tone shifting to one of calculated resolve. "If that is your position, then we have another matter to discuss."
Zhang raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "And what matter would that be, President Greene?"
Greene's expression hardened. "We have information, Mr. President, information that concerns your administration directly. Specifically, corruption records involving high-ranking officials within your government. These records indicate significant financial misconduct, embezzlement, and misuse of state funds."
President Zhang's face remained impassive, but there was a flicker of concern in his eyes. "I am aware of no such records, President Greene. This sounds like an attempt to deflect from the current issue."
Greene pressed on, sensing an opportunity. "The CIA has been very thorough in their investigations, Mr. President. We have detailed evidence, including bank transfers, offshore accounts, and communications that link your administration to these activities. These records are damning and, if made public, could severely damage your political standing both domestically and internationally."
Zhang's advisors began to murmur among themselves, clearly unsettled by the turn of the conversation. The Chinese President remained composed but knew he had to tread carefully.
"You are threatening me, President Greene," Zhang said quietly, his tone now icy. "This is not the behavior of a responsible leader."
"I am merely presenting you with the facts, Mr. President," Greene replied evenly. "We both understand the delicate balance of power in our respective nations. I propose a simple exchange: you allow our experts access to the satellite remains, and we keep this information confidential. No need for the international community to become involved in this matter."
There was a tense silence as President Zhang considered his options. He knew that Greene's threat was serious and that the fallout from such revelations could be catastrophic for his administration.
"How do I know you will keep your word, President Greene?" Zhang finally asked, his voice measured.
"Because it is in both of our interests to resolve this matter quietly," Greene answered. "The United States has no desire to escalate tensions further. We want to find a resolution that ensures stability and maintains the integrity of our diplomatic relations. This is a way for us both to move forward without further conflict."
Zhang took a deep breath, weighing the implications. After a long pause, he spoke again. "Very well, President Greene. We will allow your experts to participate in the recovery and investigation of the satellite remains. But I expect full cooperation and transparency on your part as well."
"You have my word, Mr. President," Greene replied, relief evident in his voice. "Our teams will work together to resolve this matter swiftly and professionally."
As the call ended, President Greene leaned back in his chair, exhausted but relieved. He knew the situation was far from over, but at least for now, he had managed to buy some time and avert a potential disaster.
Turning to his advisors, Greene issued his next instructions. "Prepare our experts for the trip to China. And contact Mr. Reyes again."