America’s Big Hero

What is the French Revolution!

In exchange for a wave of comprehensive blockade, the other party directly confiscated French assets!

Do you know how many French assets are in Morocco?

France agreed to Morocco's independence for more than 20 years, and the common language of Morocco is French...

Independence is only the withdrawal of the army, but the investment of the French is still there.

If the French want to withdraw from Morocco, they can't let it. If they withdraw funds, Morocco will collapse and become as poor as other African brothers!

This is why Morocco's economic structure has always existed to assist France.

Not all countries want independence...

What is magic reality? Many small countries in West Africa are like this. They desperately don't want the French to withdraw their troops, and they don't want independence very much.

They knew very well that if the French really left, they would immediately return to their natural state.

Therefore, the biggest loss is the French!

Why on earth is Sean, he has only been in Morocco for a few days.

When Sean asked Moulay Sheedy to confiscate French property, Moulay Sheedy almost jumped up for joy.

It is not as simple as making up for the losses during the complete blockade. Not to mention the complete loss of several major families, the fundamental reason why the small and medium-sized capitals in Morocco, and even the middle class have quietly accepted it is here!

French capital is deeply involved in all aspects of Morocco. Many factories and even shops are French.

For Morocco's small and medium-sized capital and middle class, the best result is that these assets are directly given to the operators after being confiscated to make up for their losses.

The worst result is also 'stage free', the longer this time, the more they earn.

This is why Murray Sheedy agreed to give Sean all the fascist industries related to phosphate mines. He needs Sean to carry the thunder!

To be more precise, Sean needs to persuade Damei to bear the thunder.

so……

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In Paris, countless people flocked to the streets again, holding banners, holding cardboards, shouting slogans, and marching towards the government departments.

Here are people who have suffered losses in connection with French capital, including related industries. There are a lot of people. Paris is only a small part of it. Demonstrations are also taking place in other cities.

In fact, the largest number of parades in Paris are stock investors who have suffered losses in the stock market.

What a mess! !

Then there are Paris residents who don’t think it’s a big deal to watch the excitement. It doesn’t matter whether they are related to themselves. How can they not participate in such an interesting event?

What is France?

France works 6 hours from Monday to Friday, and participates in various demonstrations and protests on Saturdays and Sundays!

The schedule is very regular, 5 days to accumulate grievances, 2 days to vent, scientific and reasonable!

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Not counting demonstrations nationwide, mainly in Paris and southern port cities...

The French president wants to die!

For such a long time, the French didn't do nothing, and they knew the man behind all this - Sean.

It was Sean's matchmaking that led to the help of many American companies, which made Murray Sheedy's attitude so tough!

You really want to make money, you say, France will give you...

...

Joint military exercises are necessary. This is a matter of attitude. Not only the French are marching, but Spain is also not stopping.

A week later, 15 nautical miles off the west coast of Morocco.

The Spanish fleet and the French fleet are heading towards this position. The military exercise is very close to the coast of Morocco, and you can see it clearly if you stand a little higher!

The bright one is just to scare you, not a single missile flying over your head is low-key!

According to the Ocean Convention, the territorial sea is 12 nautical miles, and 12-24 is the contiguous zone. What's more, the Ocean Convention was only passed at the meeting, and it has not yet come into effect.

According to the historical process, it will take until 1994, and the rabbit was ratified in 1996.

Anyway, they want to exercise, Morocco has nothing to do, not to mention that their navy was half emptied by Sean's super sea sparrow last time, even if it was not emptied, those broken ships with a displacement of several hundred tons have no deterrent power at all.

There is still one day before the military exercise, and the air route was directly cut off. Don’t look at Sean’s jokes in the interview. It’s him. Ordinary shipping companies don’t have the guts to pass through the designated military exercise area.

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"It's okay, I'm here!"

When Murray Sheedy came to the door, Sean waved his hand indifferently. Just as the air route here was blocked, Sean boarded the flagship, and the battleship group drove towards this coordinate.

As soon as I heard that Sean was leaving, the top floor of the high-rise hotel by the seaside in Rabat was immediately booked out, nothing else, I just wanted to see it with my own eyes.

They are not eligible to board the guided missile destroyer fleet under the umbrella. Only Moulay Xidi, senior military and government officials, and the patriarchs of several major families are eligible.

In fact, Moulay Xidi and others are not qualified, don't look at your king, there are too many kings...

But Sean saved face.

As for the ordinary wealthy people in Morocco, the children of big families, etc., they don't even have the qualifications to take a plane to see them from afar.

But this didn't delay them from booking the top floor of the hotel and watching from a distance with binoculars.

This level of confrontation, even if they don't actually fire, is still thrilling enough.

This is all bragging capital, good guy, when everyone blows up at a party in the future, everyone else has seen it, but you don't, you are so unworthy of drinking with everyone!

Let alone the fleet.

It's only a dozen nautical miles away, and a blockade area needs to be marked out. In less than 20 minutes, a patrol boat for the peripheral blockade of the joint exercise came over from the side of the battleship.

"Here we come." In the command room, Robert A. Owens said with a grin.

Sure enough, the public channel broadcast sounded: This is the joint military exercise area, please detour immediately, please detour immediately.

"Why?" Everyone looked at Sean, as long as it wasn't a formal war, Sean was in charge.

"How do I feel..." Sean rubbed his chin, "The speed of these patrol boats is getting slower and slower."

Pfft... Hahahaha, bursts of laughter sounded in the command room.

The people on the patrol boat are not fools. As soon as the umbrella battle group is dispatched, both France and Spain will know that they are here to make trouble.

It's just that it's one thing to know that someone is here to make trouble, and another to deal with it. We can only send out patrol boats to test it first, even if we know it's useless.

The people on the patrol boat also knew it was useless, so they really expected them to intercept it, the food delivery man!

Sean smiled and picked up the intercom: What did you say? I can't hear clearly, the signal is not good, please say it again! !

Everyone: "..."

Putting down the communicator, Sean held back a smile and said, "Leave a little angle and hit it."

Robert A. Owens looked at the communicator, and rubbed between his brows with a headache on his face, "Boss, can you turn off the communicator before speaking!"

"This is very bad!"

French Commander: (╬◣д◢)

Pfft... Hahahahaha, laughter rang out again in the command room.

Xiao En stretched out his hand to turn off the communicator, dumbfounded. He really forgot, and reached out to command everyone in the room. You guys are too much!

But it doesn't matter, just treat it as the 'today's milk method'.

The ones who laughed the loudest were Moulay Sheedy and others. They have never been so cheerful!

Even though they had been very happy with the French in the past few years, this did not delay their laughing tongues from showing at this moment.

It's like watching the three major migrant workers comics, but it doesn't delay everyone coming to laugh at the first time when the little days are unlucky.

In the French command room, seeing that Sean's fleet really turned around and ran into the patrol boat, he really really wanted to order the patrol boat to hit them!

If he killed a French soldier, Sean would have to bear a lot of responsibility.

But the problem is that the Western social system and culture do not allow them to issue such an order that is clearly intended to send them to death.

And even if he ordered it, the soldiers on the patrol boat could not execute it, and sued them instead.

Of course, it was different during the war, but absolutely not now.

As for throwing a row of missiles in the past, let alone, think about it.

Let’s just pretend that the signal is really bad. Anyway, there are no ‘outsiders’ around here, and the news will never get out. On this point, Sean will also have a tacit understanding.

So, far away, a group of Moroccan nobles on the upper floors of the seaside hotel saw such a scene through the binoculars.

The umbrella battleship group suddenly adjusted its direction slightly, and rushed towards several French patrol boats.

A patrol boat with a displacement of more than 200 tons looks so petite and weak in front of a behemoth with a displacement of more than 6,000 tons...

A fleet crushed up, and without a word, several patrol boats swooped in a circle and turned around, running at full speed. It was a battle group, and spread out to occupy several nautical miles. If they ran slowly and were scraped, they would die.

The movement of running is so silky, the speed is so fast, very French!

A group of Moroccan nobles cried and howled, never so excited!

In fact, even if Muhammad VI is here, he will be excited. He is at best a right-leaning capitulationist.

How many people remember that this impassioned poem was written by Wang Jingwei, who was also a passionate young man in his early years.

(PS: The title of stone becomes infatuation, the vicissitudes of life are sorrowful. The lonely fly is tireless, and the seagulls are ashamed to float. Colorful, it is difficult to know how to show it. He is good at times, and he recognizes bloodstains. Generously sing Yanshi, calmly write Prisoner of Chu. Leading the sword into a fast, worthy of the boy's head. Keep the heart and soul, and pay the ashes for the remnant body. The green phosphorescent light is not extinguished, illuminating Yantai every night.)

After all, not everyone can associate casually, and don't compare Wang Jingwei with a full family of loyalists. This is the biggest humiliation Wang Jingwei suffered after his death!

The French speedboat ran away, and Sean didn't give an order to chase, but entered the exercise site obliquely along the line just now.

At this moment, the umbrella fleet is about 20 kilometers away from the French and Spanish fleets, almost forming an equilateral triangle.

No one moved, just confronting each other like this.

There is still one day before the start of the exercise, and the commanders of France and Spain have gathered together urgently, which is very troublesome to deal with.

"What should I do?" The Spaniard asked eagerly as soon as we met and closed the door of the room.

"Report?"

"Absolutely not, how do you ask, scared by a private security company? There is no way? Crazy!"

The Spaniard rubbed his face, "Well, you're right, but I really can't think of a way."

"You must have an attitude. It is impossible to fight. You and I, including the people above, know this, and the people on the other side know it."

For comparison, in terms of military power in this era, the United States and the Soviet Union are in the first echelon, Britain and France are in the second echelon, and as for the east... Defensive land warfare ranks first in the world, and the first echelon of land warfare.

There is no comparison with other countries.

"I don't know what benefits the Moroccans gave him, but his purpose is to sabotage this exercise, and we must not let him sabotage it. It's about face, so..."

The two said in unison: "Talk!"

Soon, the communication was connected to Sean, and Sean made a silent gesture to the others, and then said: "Hi, good afternoon, both of you."

"If it wasn't for you." The Frenchman snorted coldly.

"Hahaha, both of you, the weather is quite windy and sunny, would you like to have a drink!"

"Okay, Mr. Sean, there is not much time. You know, you can't stop us from conducting military exercises and state your conditions." The French didn't have any good feelings for this person who repeatedly mocked them.

"Of course, of course not, I know, but so what." Sean chuckled, "I won't stop you, but you can't stop my boat from moving here!"

"You, are you crazy?!" The Spanish commander shouted loudly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course, it doesn't matter, you can let go of your hands and feet, it doesn't matter, you can smash the ship to pieces and kill everyone on board at any time, I don't care." Sean's voice was indifferent, "I have already selected It is a huge contract that can immediately retire and live a rich life. Even if they die, the beneficiaries they leave behind can get a large sum of money to live in peace. compensation!"

"It's only a few dozen people, I can afford it, and my employer is willing to pay double!"

"Trust me, I will not let them return fire, not a single shell will be fired, and you will be safe."

"There is no problem in this world that money can't solve. If there is, it's what you paid, no, enough!" Sean's voice was not loud, but the domineering tone in his tone made the two deeply feel it.

"You are, you are a rascal!!" The French commander and the Spanish commander looked at each other, eyes full of irritability and helplessness.

Neither of them doubted the authenticity of Sean's words.

Those who can still work as mercenaries after retiring from the military either have no other life skills or are outlaws. These people definitely dare to bet their lives with you.

Not to mention France and Spain, the Moroccans in the command room were also dumbfounded, but their attitudes were completely different.

Moulay Sheedy stretched out two fingers and gestured fiercely, twice, I pay twice, fuck them!

Sean grinned silently, look, someone paid double!

The Moroccan royal family is rich!

"The method doesn't matter. Believe me, I'm a businessman, a very pure businessman. I will work hard for anyone who gives me money!" Sean was not angry at all, and his tone was still so relaxed, "So, let's talk, how about it."

"The weather is so good, fighting and killing is simply too unpleasant. Hurry up and enjoy life."

The French and Spanish commanders looked at each other and let out a long breath. Xiao En must play a rogue, and they really couldn't think of any good way.

Rabat can only see the confrontation between the three parties through the telescope. No one knows exactly what happened. Suddenly, three yachts set off from the dock and rushed towards the exercise site.

I saw a speedboat approaching the inside of the umbrella battle group, docked near the flagship for a while and then started again.

The other two approached Fassi's battle group respectively, and the last three speedboats docked together after meeting in the middle of the three parties.

The French and Spanish commanders got off the yacht and boarded Sean's ship. Sean laughed and walked up when they met, and gave him a big hug from him, "Nice to meet you, Thompson Ya Elvis."

"I'm not happy at all!" The person being hugged rolled his eyes and said through gritted teeth, "He's Thompson!!"

"Uh...it's okay, don't feel sorry, after all, it's the first time we meet, then you are Jonson Arnold, I'm glad to meet you." Sean patted him on the back.

Jonson Arnold's face is black, goddamn when did I feel sorry.

Sean let go of Jonson Arnold and gave another hug.

Thompson and Jonson looked at each other feeling helpless, well, the rumored Sean is irritable, cruel, ruthless, and greedy, looking at it now, it is not accurate at all, missing a very crucial point, smelly and shameless, Do anything to achieve your goal.

If a rich man with a net worth of several billion can do this, it doesn't make sense if he doesn't succeed.

The two sat down in the cabin, and the yacht that had just picked them up next to them started to leave and stopped a few hundred meters away. The captain of the yacht, Sean, had already left, and now there were only three people on board.

"I don't understand why you suddenly start helping the Moroccans." Johnson Arnold asked with a frown.

Sean shrugged his shoulders, "I can't help it, but the Moroccans offer too much, and no one can refuse!"

Two people:! ! !

"Don't look at me like that, really." Sean sighed heavily, with helplessness written all over his face, "The Moroccans told me at the beginning, I'll give you twice as much as the Sisars give you."

"I refused without hesitation. Although I'm just a businessman, I, Sean, pay attention to credibility. Later, they paid three times more. I still refused, but do you know what price they offered in the end?"

The two of them really despise Xiao En's character, but they were still attracted by these words, and couldn't help but ask, "How much."

"10 times!!" Sean shook his fist fiercely, "I'm just a businessman, and I must follow my heart."

The two looked at each other. Although they didn't know what price Xisar offered, they knew one thing. Xisar gave all phosphate mining rights, and Morocco paid 10 times!

If it were the two of them...they couldn't refuse.

Oh shit!

Damn rich!

Damn Moroccans!

Xiao En glanced at the two of them, and he understood that the two of them had already felt his determination, and the money was too much.

"There is only one thing I asked the two of you to come over." Sean smiled and looked at the two of them.

I don't know why, seeing Xiao En's smile, the two of them shivered for no reason, as if something terrible was about to happen, their heartbeat accelerated and their breathing was heavy.

Smiling, Sean didn't speak, got up and walked behind a silver cabinet in the cabin, looked up at the two of them, then pushed hard, and with a bang, the silver cabinet fell into the cabin.

The two were confused by Xiao En's action, what was this for?

Under the confused eyes of the two, Sean went around to the front again. Sean began to move the cabinet vigorously, shaking while moving, and saw stacks of green dollar bills rolling out, clattering, covering Xiao's chest. En feet.

A lot of dollar bills rolled to the feet of the two of them, and both of them began to breathe heavily.

It took a long time for Sean to help the empty cabinet up again. After panting heavily, he stretched out his foot and kicked the pile of money, and the pile of money flew around. The banknotes flew out of the window, subconsciously, the two left their buttocks from their seats, and almost couldn't help reaching out to grab them.

Fortunately, it's under control, it's almost embarrassing!

The sound of "Plop" and "Plop" falling into the water sounded, and the ears of the two of them moved. What the hell, a distressed feeling rose from the bottom of their hearts.

The two are very smart, of course they know what Sean is going to do with this.

"Two!" Sean stepped on the pile of money, clapped his hands, looked at the two with a smile and said, "Now, are we friends?"

The two looked at Sean in astonishment, and were at a loss for a while.

It's not that the two don't like money, no one doesn't like money, especially green and shiny knives.

It's just that the two of them couldn't figure out why Xiao En took out so much money!

The two held high positions in the French and Spanish armies, and they were qualified to be the commanders of a maritime battle group. Even if it was only a temporary exercise, they were still very few figures in the army.

At their status, it's really not easy to collect money casually.

Therefore, neither of them made a sound.

"Okay, okay, it seems that my sincerity is not enough!" Sean smiled and walked to the other side, which was a small wine cabinet.

Seeing lovers, Sean opened the door of the cabinet. There is no wine in the wine cabinet, but it is more valuable than wine!

They were all beautiful green knives, filling the entire wine cabinet.

Xiao En reached in and began to swipe out vigorously. Amid the sound of "splashing", the beautiful knives piled up higher and higher on the ground...

The heartbeats of the two became faster and faster. Finally, the Frenchman Jonson Arnold couldn't bear it any longer, and roared in a hoarse voice: "Damn it, Sean, stop, stop."

"What's wrong!" Sean turned around, with the corner of his mouth hanging to one side, and he smiled evilly.

"Damn it, what are you going to do, tell me clearly."

"Make friends, I only talk to friends!"

"Well then, God, we're friends now, tell me your purpose!"

"My friend." Sean walked back with a smile, kicked away the stacks of dollars blocking his feet, sat down and said, "I never make things difficult for my friends!"

"This farce in Morocco should be over. They have delayed too much, and it will not be good for anyone if it continues!"

"So?" Johnson Arnold glanced at the Spaniard.

"In this military exercise, you can't kill me, and I can't let you practice quietly, so now we need a scene." Sean pointed to himself, and then to the two of them, "One A confrontation at sea is like an exercise, the winning side can be you, but I can't lose, everyone can explain the past."

"As for the future, we will talk about it later."

"Believe me, I have a way to bring Morocco back to life, and the two of you, it's God's will."

"This..." The two hesitated.