signingbooks #691 - Chapter 691: Drug Lord Crisis, North American Conspiracy! Taiyuan Launch Center, Moon Landing
#691 - Chapter 691: Drug Lord Crisis, North American Conspiracy! Taiyuan Launch Center, Moon Landing
Seeing his assistant stammering, the President roared, "What else do you have to say?!"
"It's just that… the North American carrier strike groups have all gone on freedom of navigation exercises."
"F*ck!"
The President cursed loudly.
At the same time, his heart was filled with helplessness.
That's right!
To deal with the threat posed by China, after the new fighter jets were completed and deployed to the ships, all North American carrier strike groups were dispatched, most heading straight for the South China Sea and the East China Sea, with another five strike groups going to the Mediterranean. As for back home…
There's nothing!
But!
As long as Chile's mission is unsuccessful this time, it will be the same as striking at the major power behind Chile!
Hearing this plan, the originally furious President burst out laughing on the spot.
Being able to make his opponent unhappy.
Makes him… very happy!
…
Mexico was in complete chaos.
Not the country, but the drug lords, who were about to be scared witless.
The national military is weak, to the point where the regular army can't beat the drug cartels, but that doesn't mean that the regular armies of all countries are no match for the drug cartels.
Chile!
A country with top-notch military equipment!
The key is that they received an official invitation from Mexico, so it's perfectly justified for them to come and wipe out the drug cartels.
How strong is Chile?
Let's put it this way.
India used equipment of the same level to beat England into ceding territory!
At the very least.
The drug lords don't think they're stronger than the English army.
In a sprawling estate covering thousands of acres.
A curly-haired, bearded man looked anxious.
His name was Guzman.
The biggest drug lord in Mexico!
Previously, he had been imprisoned for eight years, only successfully escaping last year.
From a certain perspective, Guzman is a legend.
It's just a pity…
Faced with the Chilean army, navy, and air force, no matter how legendary he is, he's just a drug lord, easily defeated.
"Mr. Vice President!"
He was talking to the Vice President, his words filled with urgency: "Can you contact Chile and say… I'm willing to pay!"
His core business is drug trafficking.
World Cup betting is just a side hustle.
Who knew it would develop to this point?
To be honest.
Losing tens of billions is a lot of money for him, but for his drug empire, it's not unbearable.
Besides, most people bet on China to win, which also made him a fortune, didn't it?
Overall, he won't lose too much.
Money is important.
But life is more important!
"Mr. Guzman…"
The Vice President, who had accepted bribes, now spoke with a strained voice: "Before this, Mr. Zambada called, and we've already tried, but… Chile's attitude is very firm, you understand!"
It's no longer something that can be solved by paying money.
Chile's attitude is firm.
They must wipe out all the drug cartels!
To put it bluntly.
Letting the Mexican government choose is just giving you a way out, but now Chile doesn't care about the Mexican government's attitude at all.
In short.
Either allow me to help you get rid of the drug cartels.
Or, get rid of you!
Guzman was completely dumbfounded.
Zambada, the second-ranked drug lord, realized the huge crisis and had already offered to return the money.
As a result…
It didn't work!
Chile is determined to kill them, in order to set an example for the world—there's no room for negotiation!
What to do?
What should he do?
Once the Chilean army arrives, it will be their death!
Suddenly!
Just as Guzman was about to collapse, a phone call came in: "Mr. Guzman, are you interested in coming to North America? Here, you and your family, as well as all your wealth, will be protected!"
What?!
Guzman's eyes lit up, and he immediately saw hope.
…
Evening.
Hanteng Capital CFO's office.
Li Ju checked the account again.
A smile appeared on her lips, and she quickly dialed the phone: "Xiao Hao, more funds came in during the day, and it's now nearly 11 trillion!"
More than one trillion more than last night!
Of course, the total should be 12.6 trillion.
There's still nearly 2 trillion that hasn't arrived.
Most of this is because the bookmakers didn't have enough funds and had to sell other assets to make up the difference.
Selling assets takes time.
"Aunt, the rest will be collected later, don't worry," Chen Hao said with a smile.
Why have there been so many payments from last night until now?
Fear!
The Mexican drug cartels are not the only exception.
There are also countries like Colombia where drug traffickers and gangs are powerful enough to fight against the regular army.
Seeing Chile go to wipe out the drug traffickers…
Colombian drug traffickers and gang bosses immediately paid up!
They paid up even if it meant selling everything!
Didn't pay?
The Mexican drug cartels are an example: it is said that those big drug lords are about to collapse, and they are all actively requesting to pay up, but the Chilean side is not letting go at all, they must kill them—it's too late to regret!
Chen Hao wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.
The Mexican drug cartels are the most arrogant and also the strongest.
They are the chicken!
As for the rabble of other countries…
Wouldn't they obediently pay up?
"Xiao Hao, where are you? It sounds a bit noisy," Li Ju asked suddenly.
"I'm in Taiyuan."
"Taiyuan?"
Li Ju was stunned for a moment, then stopped asking: "Then… I'll hang up first."
…
More than a thousand kilometers away from Shanghai.
Taiyuan Satellite Launch Center, Chen Hao was extremely busy.
Doing the final checks!
An hour later, the inspection was finally completed, confirming that there were no problems.
Nine o'clock in the evening.
Chen Hao stood in an open space.
Conspicuously!
In the distance stood a giant rocket.
Just then, General Wang walked over: "The people you wanted have been brought."
Behind him were several astronauts, each wearing a spacesuit, but not yet wearing their helmets.
There were thirteen people in total, men and women.
The one in the front was a buzz-cut man, looking about thirty-five or six years old.
"Hello everyone."
Chen Hao shook hands with him: "Colonel Yang, the rest is up to you!"
Yang Liwei was stunned.
He recognized the other person at a glance.
Chen Hao.
Chairman of Hanteng Capital.
But…
Why would the white glove be here?
The lunar landing is top secret!
Besides, it's not strange that he recognizes Chen Hao, as the other person often appears in the media.
Conversely, not only does the other person recognize him, but from General Wang's meaning, it seems that these people… were all handpicked by Chen Hao?
Can a white glove handpick lunar astronauts?
It doesn't make sense!
"Xiang Yan," Chen Hao called out.
"Yes!"
Xiang Yan came over carrying a box.
Opened it.
Inside were thirteen light green potions!
"You this…" General Wang was stunned.
"Enhancing physical fitness, to better complete the mission."
Chen Hao smiled slightly, and then looked at the astronauts: "It'll be a bit painful, but with everyone's willpower, it shouldn't be a problem."
"General Wang…" Yang Liwei looked at General Wang in confusion.
"Gene agent."
General Wang smiled and said: "You guys are lucky! This is a top-secret controlled item, even I wasn't allowed to use it back then, and had to ask the Commander-in-Chief for the medicine."
In an instant.
More than a dozen people's expressions changed drastically.
Not only because of the words 'gene agent'.
But also because…
What did General Wang call him just now?
Commander-in-Chief?!