America’s Big Hero

The Bukrah Phosphate Mine is 98 kilometers east of Laayoune. In the future, there will be a 98-kilometer-long conveyor belt across the two places, which will be specially used to transport ore to Laayoune for selection and then go to sea. But now, this is only a road.

One of the best roads in Western Sahara.

After an hour or so, Sean took people to the Bukela mine, where he saw a group of Moroccan soldiers.

The mine is the engine of Laayoune's economy. It received a phone call early on, and out of safety considerations, it immediately notified the Morocco troops stationed nearby. This is how the current scene happened.

In order to prevent someone from destroying the mine, the Moroccan Army has always stationed troops here.

"Boss, what should I do, someone is blocking the road."

Sean stretched his head and took a look through the windshield. There were quite a few people, hundreds of them, "Is there, why didn't I see it?"

"Understood!" Torre ordered loudly with a smile, "speed up, rush over!"

With an order, the convoy's engines roared and the speed increased.

After thinking about it, Torre made a phone call, and on the battleship Killin, a Black Hawk gunship full of external weapons was activated and flew straight towards this side.

"Hey, hey, stop!" The lieutenant colonel of the Mojun yelled, but immediately, his eyes widened, and the convoy didn't intend to stop at all.

At this moment, the lieutenant colonel of the Moroccan Army wanted to order to shoot.

But he was notified that the people in this car were all Americans, American soldiers, and he didn't dare to shout out after all.

The convoy was getting closer and closer, and the dozens of motorcycle soldiers blocked on the road were at a loss. There was no order from above. Seeing that they were about to collide, a group of people hurriedly rushed towards the roads on both sides.

"Hoo" "Hoo" "Hoo"...

A series of vehicles rushed past on the road. Sean glanced through the windshield and curled his lips. You are so brave to shoot.

Sean wished they would shoot, so he didn't need to find any reason, just transferred the fleet and troops, and pushed!

Lieutenant Colonel Mo Jun saw the person rushing over, stomped his feet bitterly and shouted: "Get in the car, chase!"

Suddenly, a group of soldiers rushed towards the vehicle next to them.

Sean's convoy rushed through the Moroccan army blockade and soon arrived at the mining area.

The big iron gate was closed tightly, as if to guard against thieves, and more than a dozen freight vehicles were parked in the square in the factory area.

"Break away, rush in." Sean ordered without waiting for Torrey to ask.

On the jeep at the front, two soldiers leaned tightly against their seats, raised one hand to cover their faces, gritted their teeth, and stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom. There was a loud "boom", and the windshield was blown into white , The big iron gate was directly smashed open.

What is rampage! !

This is called rampage! !

The momentum is instantly full!

After the convoy stopped, dozens of soldiers with live ammunition rushed out, and they formed a battle formation without orders, each on guard, under the pressure of gunpoint, all the parked freight vehicles were forced to drive to the corner.

On the first floor of the office building of the mine, a group of people who had been waiting anxiously watched all this in a daze.

No, what the fuck Morjuna?

Didn't you go to intercept it?

Where did you go to intercept it?

Is it heaven?

A group of popular French hops, they know that Sean is not easy to mess with, and the key point is that they don't know what it means to come, so they ask the Moroccan army to dispatch, try not to contact them themselves, and wait for the situation to be clarified.

Great now!

"what to do?"

"What else can I do, go meet this damned savage Yankee!" Several Frenchmen suppressed their voices and cursed in a low voice, then immediately put on a smiling face, and walked out to meet him.

It's just that the pace is slow, slower than crawling.

Whoever looked at the dozens of American soldiers and the black holed muzzles felt terrified.

Sean just sat in the car and didn't come out. Well, it's definitely not because of safety issues, the main reason is that he has to show his style.

A few Frenchmen were stopped outside by the soldiers. They couldn't understand French at all, and they didn't care about the faces of the Frenchmen. They stretched out their big hands and searched them forcibly. was put in.

It was just such a delay, and the Mojun behind him finally arrived in a hurry.

Looking at the deformed iron gate and the American soldiers who were on guard, he slammed on the brakes, and before the car stopped, the lieutenant colonel of the Mojun jumped down and called his subordinates to rush over.

"Stop!!"

More than a dozen M16s were pointed at the past. At such a short distance, the Moroccan army could see clearly. They all had their safety on, and their fingers were on the trigger. There was crossfire from the front, left, and right. If they fired, they would The twenty or so people rushing to the front have to explain here.

With a click, a group of Moroccan troops stopped. The lieutenant colonel of the Moroccan army had his nose crooked, his face darkened, and he didn't dare to overreact. shot!

The guns were fired here, and the swords were on the verge of breaking out. The Frenchmen over there were petrified, and their calves started to spin, chug, for fear that they would be implicated if the two sides got excited and exchanged fire.

"Don't get excited." The Moroccan lieutenant colonel slowly raised his hand to his chest, and said with a dark face, "This is Morocco!"

These American soldiers simply ignored them, just pointing their guns like this, I don't care where the hell you are!

The scene was quiet!

With a "bang", the door of Sean's car finally opened. Torrey stood beside the car, surrounded by five people. Then Sean stepped out of the car, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

What is a big brother!

In the distance, there was a chug-chug sound. Sean looked up and saw that his own Black Hawk gunship had also arrived, circling at an altitude of 200 meters.

Confidence, here we come!

"Let them come over." Sean's voice was not loud, but everyone in the audience paid attention.

A few soldiers at the front door put down their guns to make way for the passage. Lieutenant Colonel Namo breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards this side.

After walking a few steps, I heard a voice behind me. I turned my head and saw that my men were blocked outside.

The lieutenant colonel of the Moroccan Army understands Xiao En's identity and status, but this group of soldiers don't understand, many of them can't read many characters. Xiao En's news is almost invisible in Morocco, and he has no popularity. He was washed away once before. The line of defense was pointed at gunpoint again just now, and now they were stopped again when they passed the head, and they couldn't hold back their anger and came up.

A few Moroccan soldiers started pushing and shoving, and one of them was out of his mind and wanted to pull out his gun!

These bearded soldiers who have been brainwashed by religion have a fiery temper, especially when facing heretics.

The soldiers under Xiao En who followed Xiao En to fight in the north and south were even more proud masters. When they saw this, they couldn't bear it. They raised the handle of their gun and aimed it directly at the head, and staggered on the spot. He was even targeted by two people, one of the muzzles of the gun directly hit his mouth, bleeding on the spot, and the other hit the opponent's elbow with the butt of the gun, and only heard a click, and the elbow was broken.

Sean just watched without making a sound.

The Lieutenant Colonel of the Namor Army hummed, knowing that the American soldiers were brutal and arrogant, but he did not expect to be so reckless. Damn it, this is in the hinterland of Morocco. The Moroccan Army can mobilize thousands of troops at any time. You guys What do they think.

But he thought so in his head, but he didn't dare to say it in his mouth. He was able to become a colonel at a young age, he had a good family, and he knew something about politics. He immediately yelled loudly to appease his subordinates: "Stop, stop!"

As soon as there was a conflict here, the Black Hawk circling in the distance rushed over as soon as it turned around, and the six-barreled Gatling under the belly of the aircraft buzzed, as if firing at any time to sweep away the soldiers. The scene was suppressed.

Sean let out a 'heh'. At the critical moment, he still has hard power.

"Come here, what's the point if they can't come in?" Sean waved.

Lieutenant Colonel Namo gritted his teeth and looked at his soldiers, then looked up at the armed helicopter in the sky, stomped his feet angrily, and told people to take the man whose elbow was broken, then turned around and came over .

"Mr. Sean, what do you mean, this is Morocco, not America!!"

Sean waved his hand, ignored Lieutenant Colonel Mo, and turned to look at a few Frenchmen, "French?"

Several people nodded.

"Which company... Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing." Sean asked casually and waved his hand, stretched out his hand to the side indifferently, and Lorraine handed over a document.

Several Frenchmen sniffled, but still didn't dare to make a sound, because Sean was too full of aura.

Sean took out the document and handed it to several Frenchmen.

The French didn't know, so they took it over and saw that Party A was the Democratic Republic of Western Sahara, and Party B was West African Mining.

"You don't need to look so carefully, I just want to inform you." Sean said with a faint smile on his face, "I just signed an agreement with the Western Sahara, and got all the phosphate mines on the land of Western Sahara. mining rights."

"Understood, now, this place belongs to me." Sean pointed to his feet.

"This, this, this is simply absurd, this is impossible, this is completely illegal, what kind of international joke." If the atmosphere at the scene was not too depressing, several French people would have thrown this broken contract on Sean's face , Fuck, what the hell is the Western Sahara?

Just a group of beggars stuck in the desert, the contract they signed has a fart value!

Damn, is this a robbery!

"Mr. Xiao En, let me repeat, this is Morocco!" Lieutenant Colonel Namo yelled because he couldn't stand listening.

"Yes, yes, this belongs to Morocco, and Morocco is the owner of this land." Several Frenchmen shouted.

"Ha." Sean sneered, "Morocco is over there!"

Sean pointed to the north, "On the map of the United Nations, Morocco's border is in the north. I think you French should be very clear about this. After all, the French were the masters of Morocco 30 years ago."

"If you're not sure, you can ask your masters." Sean looked up and down the Moroccan lieutenant colonel with a half-smile, "Do you need me to show you the colonial map?"

"You, you, you!!" Lieutenant Colonel Mo Jun's face changed like a pig's liver, shame, shame!

"But now it belongs to Morocco!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. This place is called Western Sahara on the map of any country in the world. The owner of this land has more decision-making power than you." Xiao En's face sank, and he reached out and pointed at Lieutenant Colonel of the Moroccan Army. "The Moroccans have the final say, yes, tell me that when the United Nations decides that you have ownership of this place!"

"Where do you belong, what you Moroccans say doesn't count!"

"Now, here, the fuck is Western Sahara, you, the Moroccan army armed here is a violation of international law!"

"No one cares, it doesn't mean you are legal, understand!"

"I am here to kill you now, and if I beat you to death, breaking the law is also breaking the law of Caesar!"

"Your sword of the Ming Dynasty can't kill my official of the Qing Dynasty!"

Saying that, Sean stretched out his hand to the side again, and handed over a pistol!

Sean's muzzle slowly slashed across the faces of several French people, "Of course, this place is now outside the law. I will kill you now. Guess what law can control me."

The black muzzle of the gun was right in front of him, and Sean completely released his murderous aura, staring at the Frenchmen like knives, and the Frenchmen instinctively raised their hands, trembling, unable to say a word.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Xiao En's mouth, and suddenly he turned his gun and pointed it at the lieutenant colonel of the Moroccan Army next to him, and there was a "bang"!

The lieutenant colonel of the Moroccan army who didn't understand the situation at all shivered, looked down stupidly, blood was gushing from his thigh, until this moment, the lieutenant colonel yelled out loudly, his body tilted "plop" He fell to the ground, hugging his thighs and screaming miserably.

Sean didn't even look at the lieutenant colonel of the Moroccan army lying on the ground howling, and glanced at the sweaty Frenchmen, "I've made it very clear, now the work is suspended, and we will withdraw from here within a day." go."

"Don't call it unexpected!"

With a tug, Sean reached out and patted the Frenchman on the shoulder, turned around, and got in the car!

Torrey greeted immediately, and half of the American soldiers cheered into the car, while the other half stayed where they were on guard.

The convoy drove towards the gate again, and the soldiers of the Moroccan army at the gate had a long memory this time, and obediently gave way to the passage.

What kind of morale, after repeated blows, there is nothing left.

The convoy started here, and the other half got on the car, escorted by the armed helicopters in the sky, and swaggered towards the pier.

In the car, Lorraine tilted his head and looked at Sean, "It is impossible for them to stop working, and it is impossible for them to withdraw within a day. Even if the French themselves agree, the Moroccans will not agree."

"Of course, of course." Sean crossed his legs, grabbed Lorraine's little hand and stroked it, "I came here just because I knew about it. Every ore I own is tantamount to stealing my assets, and that's enough."

"Oh, scoundrel." Lorraine understood, and snorted with a smile.

An hour later, the group returned to the pier. A group of reporters came out of nowhere. They were as excited to see Xiao En's motorcade as they were seeing their own father.

No, closer than my own father.

When the convoy stops, these jeeps will naturally be handled by someone and will not be taken away, and Sean doesn't care either.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of American soldiers with live ammunition, a group of reporters tremblingly came to Sean's car and prepared to interview.

When the car window was lowered, a reporter immediately asked loudly: "Mr. Xiao En, did you get the mine development rights of Xisa from the PFOS?"

"Yes!"

"Do you think the PFOS has the right to decide who develops the mines?"

"Otherwise, the people on this land do not have the right to make decisions. Do the Moroccans have the right to make decisions?"

"But this is Morocco now?"

"Wrong, to be precise, it is the occupied area of ​​Morocco. On the map, the border of Morocco is in the north. It has been determined since the time when they became independent, oh, to be precise, when France colonized Morocco."

"Did you know that America supports Morocco?"

"It should be said that the United States has given some support to Morocco. I don't know when the U.S. government publicly recognized the sovereignty of Western Sasha as Morocco, which is not shown on the U.S. map." Sean sneered, and that would have to wait for Chuan Bao to step down. when.

"Therefore, before obtaining the recognition of the United Nations and obtaining the legal sovereignty recognized by the International Court of Justice, any rights and interests of Morocco in this land are illegal. Only the people of Sisar and the Front of Sisar who represent the people of Sisar have Rights decide all of this."

"Right and wrong should not be distorted by force."

"Okay, that's it!" With that, the car window was raised.

...

The news that Sean made a big fuss in Laayoune and shot and wounded the Moroccan lieutenant colonel quickly spread to neighboring countries.

The previous interview in Spain and the interview in the dock area, Sean's position has been clearly expressed.

This news did not cause any waves in Morocco, a mere lieutenant colonel was injured, nothing compared to the death of the king!

Of course, this does not mean that there is no impact at the top of Morocco.

On the contrary, like the surrounding countries, the influence is huge, from the prince to Hassan's younger brother, from the prime minister to the military, all pay attention to Xiao En's next move!

If it's just an ordinary super rich, what they say and do will naturally not make a country nervous, but Sean is not an ordinary rich!

Ordinary rich people will bring dozens of American soldiers with live ammunition when they go out. Ordinary rich people will follow armed helicopters on their heads when they travel, and will they follow warships at sea?

Ordinary rich people have a fleet, thousands of high-quality soldiers, tanks, artillery and ballistic missiles!

There are not many troops out, and any other aspect is enough to sweep in Africa!

Algeria, Libya and other African countries all have shiny eyes. What does Sean mean?

Is it because King Hassan is dead and America expresses a new attitude through Sean?

Or is it an ambiguous attitude?

Is Sean simply using Caesar as an excuse to intervene in the phosphate mining industry or is he really going to join forces with Caesar?

If the two sides join forces, will the Moroccan army, which was originally passive in Xisar, suffer heavy losses and even be beaten back to Morocco?

Would it be possible for Caesar to formally establish a country?

Will it affect the succession of the Moroccan king?

If it is possible, what will happen to the relations and situation among countries in West Africa?

Yes, Sean's attitude and follow-through had a knock-on effect, and more than that!

Hassan II is dead, and the mediator between YSL countries such as Egypt and Jordan and the Jewish state of Israel is gone!

Will the situation become more tense in the future?

Will this affect the safety of the Suez Canal?

Once there is a problem with the Suez Canal, the international crude oil price will inevitably skyrocket.

Commercially, the six major grain merchants, leading companies in the fertilizer industry, and major grain-producing countries are all paying attention to Xiao En's follow-up actions.

Sean, a big crocodile, will not be gentle after getting involved in the phosphate mining industry, and the industry situation will inevitably undergo major changes.

The fastest response was the futures market, and the price of phosphate ore futures began to rise the next day.

Obviously, the market believes that Sean is not a stable person, and the intervention of the umbrella will definitely trigger a war. At least Xisa’s phosphate mining will stop, and the output of phosphate mines will inevitably decline in the next few months.

Under the chain reaction, the international price of phosphate fertilizers is also rising. Similarly, soybeans, wheat, rice and other food crops are also bullish in the future...

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Every move of a man of the hour can set off waves all over the world!

In fact, Sean's actions are not limited to these.

At the same time, several waves of people appeared on the land of Xisa, and appeared in several other mining areas, throwing the contract between Xiao En and the Xisa People's Front in front of the person in charge of the mining area.

It's just that Laayoune is the largest city in Xisar, and Bukra is the largest mining area, so Sean appeared here in person.

...

"Cisar must send troops there!" said the Minister of War, Moulay Sidi bin Yusuf, with a sullen face.

"Father passed away, the country is in chaos, and a large number of troops are needed to stabilize the situation!" The young King Muhammad VI did not directly object, but gave reasons.

Uncle is the minister of the army, and the current situation is treacherous. After the army is mobilized, Mohammed VI will no longer be able to see clearly. He doesn't want the power in his uncle's hands to be more powerful, which is too dangerous.

"In a short period of time, the Western Sacraments launched two attacks, and our army suffered heavy losses. In addition, the king was assassinated by the Western Saharas. At this time, we must show a firm attitude!" Moulay Xidi Ben Yusuf just glanced at his nephew, as if he didn't hear what the other party said, and said to himself: "Now, the umbrella suddenly shows a different attitude!"

"At this moment, any hesitation we have will be interpreted as weakness and fear. This will not only cause serious harm to the people, but will also make the PFLS rejoice!"

"We must fight back resolutely, and the armed forces of the sea, land and air must move!"

"The warship of the umbrella is parked at the border of Western Sahara. The powerful firepower and air defense capabilities of the Keeling-class warships are a serious threat, and the navy must contain them."

"The above is my suggestion, let's discuss it!"

Seeing that his uncle ignored him at all, Mohammed VI trembled his lips but said nothing. The military neutrals in the conference room were all watching, watching their hearts, and everyone was silent.

However, Muhammad VI did not catch up with the good times!

The current situation is unclear. One is the support of external European and American countries, and the other is the military. Now no one dares to take sides casually.

...

Caesar.

People's Array meeting room.

If Sean quietly sent people to teach them how to attack the Moroccan army before, it was just to show their attitude, and it may change, then what Sean caused in Laayoune was to show his attitude to the whole world.

Many people in the Xisa people's formation became active.

"Elder Salem, you have contacted Sean a few times, do you think you can persuade Sean to help us participate in the following military operations!" Someone suggested.

Salem squinted his eyes and shook his lips. Xiao En didn't know how to do things, and he didn't have any confidence.

Even if Sean agrees, he doesn't know whether things are good or bad.

But everyone at the scene suggested so, and Salem nodded in agreement.

A large amount of supplies will be delivered, and there are still many opportunities to get in touch later, so you can take a look.

...

In France, the conference room of the MacPherson Mining Company was dead silent.

Sean's sudden appearance was like a bolt from the blue to their company, what the hell, it was a disaster!

None of the 7 directors spoke, and the interest groups represented behind them couldn't figure out the situation now.

It is unclear what Sean is going to do, and no one dares to jump to conclusions.

Discussions come and go, but in the end there is no result, so I can only ask Sean.

MacPherson Mining Company also has some American capital behind it. After a circle of connections, it really got in touch with Sean.

"What are you going to do?" Sean chuckled, "I signed the contract with the PFPS, and the 300 million supplies have already started to be delivered. What do you think of such a huge cost?"

"..."

"I don't want to hide it from you. Xisar is now a disputed area. This is a lawless place. If there is any business, who can do it and who can't do it, it depends on the means."

"I, Sean, want to order the phosphate mine of Sisar!"

Sean's attitude was firm. The American capital did not notify the French shareholders immediately after getting the news. Instead, they quietly discussed for a while and then secretly boarded a plane to the Canary Autonomous Region of Spain.

A day later, Sean saw this American named Childe Oscar.

"Hello, Mr. Sean, my name is Childe Oscar, I work for Legg Mason, and I called you yesterday." Childe Oscar walked up enthusiastically as soon as he met.

"Hello, Mr. Childe Oscar." Sean smiled and shook hands with the other party.

In a hurry, Sean didn't know the details of Legg Mason, and the other party approached him through Wall Street.

Mosaic is the largest supplier of phosphate rock and the third largest producer of phosphate fertilizer in the United States.