"Moreover, after checking the orders of several of us and reviewing the market, we found that there is a force that is also buying large amounts with very strong momentum."

The trading manager was surprised and asked, "Boss, is he from Miracle Group?"

"It should be. Besides, by the time they realize it, it's too late to close their positions."

"That's not it, we still need to continue to push it up?"

"But, in that case, the risk would be too high for us."

Qiao Zhi Soros said confidently, "What are we afraid of? We have a number of Wall Street funds ahead of us. Even Goldman Sachs, Citigroup, and pension funds are all there. If we fail, we will have someone to support us."

The trading manager said worriedly, "I'm worried about Miracle Group. They have a backup plan..."

Qiao Zhi Soros waved his hand and said, "You go and get busy first."

"Okay, Boss."

The office fell silent. Qiao Zhi Soros reviewed the entire operation and found it all too easy. He encountered no resistance at all. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead...

The other side.

At this time, Bao Junyi had already left Marshal Vasily Petrov's Mansion.

Led by the guards, they went to the weapons and equipment cemetery outside Moscow and the Siberian military aircraft cemetery to learn which equipment can be modified and used.

Led by the guards, Bao Junyi arrived at the Moscow Kubinka area after two hours of driving. The area is vast, sparsely populated, and has a dry and cold climate.

At this moment, the convoy arrived at the weapons and equipment cemetery outside Moscow and found that a group of people had been waiting at the door for a long time. Leading them was a middle-aged man wearing a military uniform and with the rank of major on his shoulders. However, one of his legs was gone and he could only walk with a cane.