Chapter 1502 The Final Flame

Just two hours after the Syrian government forces withdrew from the front line, Star Circle Trading's offensive in the Mayadin area began.

Black-robed militants were lurking in half-ruined buildings and streets, their rifles loaded. Their fangs had been opened, but after waiting for a long time, they still didn't see a trace of anyone.

At this moment, the sound of cannons was heard in the distance.

They didn't see clearly what it was, because the moment the dazzling white light bloomed, they were deprived of their vision.

White phosphorus bombs exploded in the air, and scattered smoke columns fell from the sky like arrows, weaving huge fishing nets over the city.

Buildings, street lights, roads...

Big trees, stones, sand...

Everything hit by the phosphorus fire ignited an unstoppable flame.

The whole city was like a purgatory, everything was burning.

The highly toxic white smoke makes people suffocate, and dying from suffocation has become an unattainable luxury.

The terrorist in black robe dropped the rifle in his hand, covered his face that was beyond recognition, screamed and rolled on the ground, trying to put out the flames on his face, but after a while he stopped struggling and just What remained was a knee-jerk twitching.

Not far from him, another terrorist knelt on the ground silently. His burnt face had no expression, and his mouth was opening and closing in confession or wailing.

Some tried to take off their robes, but to no avail.

Most people were only hit by fireballs the size of their thumbs. In less than half a minute, the entire person had turned into a ball of fire.

The whole street was full of dead bodies and wailing everywhere.

Baghdadi, who had been "deathed" many times but escaped death, finally came to his final end. He was on fire, like a kid in hell. He screamed and jumped off the building, fell on the street, and broke his leg. Until he died, he shouted "I surrender!" "Stop!" "...No one will listen to this kind of begging for mercy anymore.

The flames finally burned into the dungeon.

Under the disheveled hair, the girl with her limbs cut off finally had a smile on her face with dull eyes.

Before she died, she seemed to see a light.

The long-awaited redemption has finally arrived.

…

There is a benefit to hegemony.

That is, no matter what you do, the international community will show maximum "tolerance".

Although almost everyone knows that the mercenaries active in Syria are supported by the Star Ring trade, after the tragedy in the Mayadin area, no one jumped out to condemn the Star Ring trade, but focused on "morality" "Corrupted" private armed forces not bound by international law.

This level of accusation is naturally not painful for Star Ring Trade.

Jiang Chen, who is far away in North America, is not distracted yet from paying attention to the situation in the Middle East.

On the third day after the secret meeting, Futureman Bank, under Jiang Chen's instructions, increased its holdings of US$600 billion in U.S. Treasury bonds at a price of S$40 billion. This move undoubtedly eliminated the risk of the Trump administration's debt default, and finally held back the dollar, which had plummeted in the foreign exchange market, and even rebounded slightly.

Future Bank has finally come to the rescue, and major banks around the world have breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, the holding of US Treasury bonds by the banks of the victorious countries finally gave banks in other countries a reason to continue to hold US dollars, and also restored some confidence to frustrated investors.

During these three days, the capitalists who had cooperated with Starring Trading took advantage of information asymmetry to quietly move back the assets that had been transferred overseas, and took advantage of the rebound of the US dollar to make a small profit. .

For them, this is a small benefit from selling their souls to the Star Ring trade.

"All the evidence regarding Morgan's crime has been collected. The Supreme Court will hear it tomorrow. Why don't you go to the scene to see your old rival?"

Sitting in his office on the top floor of the Empire State Building, Jiang Chen was returning to visit President Trump.

Coincidentally, he was about to call this person and ask him to discuss matters at the White House in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, when Jiang Chen made the call, this person had already arrived downstairs at the Empire State Building.

After the meeting, Trump first enthusiastically expressed his gratitude to Starring Trading for increasing its holdings of US$600 billion in national debt, and then mentioned that Mike Pence, Morgan, John Corning and others will be tried tomorrow.

"There's nothing interesting to see. His proud financial empire has been destroyed, and he himself has even been imprisoned." Jiang Chen smiled faintly and leaned on his chair. "Even if we go and see how he failed, It doesn’t make any sense.”

"Rockefeller hasn't caught it yet?"

"He is now on a flight to Australia," Jiang Chen said with a smile. "The flight has been locked by our satellite. When he gets off the plane, he will be handcuffed by Interpol."

The extradition treaty between Australia and the United States was still in effect, and the Kangaroo Nation could not risk offending the Halo trade by providing Rockefeller with asylum. Even though the latter holds trillions in assets, this money has become a hot potato.

"Have you found it?" Trump glanced at Jiang Chen in surprise and smiled, "Should we ask the Supreme Court to postpone the hearing and wait for Rockefeller to come back and join them for trial?"

"No need," Jiang Chen shook his head, looked at Trump and said teasingly, "What's more, it would be easier for you to try Al Morgan earlier, wouldn't it?"

Trump smiled and remained silent.

In fact, the outcome of the verdict has been decided long before the trial. The federal court will issue sky-high fines to the two men suspected of participating in the murder of the president and bribery for more than 20 crimes. Conservative estimates suggest that this number will exceed one trillion U.S. dollars, setting a record.

It was obviously impossible to pay for this amount with liquid funds. Even Morgan and Rockefeller combined could not have had so much cash. Therefore, all the assets owned by the two men will be entrusted to major banks for auction, and the money from the auction will be collected into the national treasury. They will pay as much as they can, and if not enough, they will use their prison terms to make up for it.

These two financial giants are as rich as the rest of the world. The fat they have cut from their bodies has assets worth trillions of dollars at least.

With this money, the debt crisis facing the Trump administration will be completely solved.

This war itself was started by those people, and they deserved to pay for the outcome of this war.

"I actually have another thing to ask you for today," Jiang Chen said, taking out a document from the drawer, throwing it on the table, flipping it open and pushing it in front of Trump, "Everyone in the Earth Defense Alliance Each member state will receive a copy, and you can take it back and study it carefully."

"This is……"

When he saw the text on the title of the first page of the document, Trump's eyes narrowed slightly, and then a hint of emotion appeared.

"Report on the Prospects and Feasibility of the Colonization of Jupiter"

"The 'Space Colonization Summit' will be held in Star Ring City on April 1st. I hope that no matter what your arrangements are, you can make time to attend." Jiang Chen said slowly, looking at the page-turning page of Trump's score. I suggest you take it back and read it. There is a lot of content on it, and there must be some parts that interest you."

"Are you planning to go back in March?" Without saying a word, Trump put away the documents and looked at Jiang Chen and asked.

"Otherwise?" Jiang Chen shrugged and said with a smile, "Everything that needs to be done is almost solved, how long do you expect me to stay here?"

With this document in hand, Trump stood up and said goodbye to Jiang Chen.

When he left, he only felt that the document in his arms was heavy and even faintly hot.

After ending a war, there was still enough energy left to start a world-class colonial project. While Trump was amazed at the industrial capabilities of trading with the Star Ring, he couldn't help but smell something unusual.

The star ring trade is accelerating the colonial expansion in the solar system, and unexpectedly this time they do not intend to go it alone, but instead pull all the members of the Earth Defense Alliance onto their chariot. Although this should have been a happy thing, for some reason, there was an inexplicable worry lingering in his heart.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Trangpu always felt that Jiang Chen had more than that...

Watching Mr. President leave, Jiang Chen continued to lean back on his chair.

Just when he was about to call home, Ayesha's phone happened to call.

The call was connected and the other person spoke immediately.

However, the news he revealed surprised Jiang Chen.

"Nayef was deposed."

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