After a while.

Hunter's brother, Ni Ersen, asked, "What are the chances of success in this encirclement and suppression?"

"How much profit can we all share? After all, we lost money in the silver market and urgently need a large amount of funds to cover our positions."

Smith thought for a moment before saying, "According to calculations by the Morgan family think tank, the chances of winning are approximately 65%."

"As for the distribution of profits, we will collectively increase our short positions in the 0228 iron ore futures contract based on everyone's contributions and a joint entry and exit agreement."

Several people at the scene looked at each other, then looked at him and nodded.

"Can."

"We all agreed."

"But how much investment are you, Morgan Stanley, prepared to make?" asked Jonathan from Goldman Sachs.

Smith smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is a Morgan Stanley game after all, so there will be no less of you."

"This time, the board of directors has decided to invest no less than $1.5 billion in shorting the iron ore futures market."

"I hope everyone can work together to push the 0228 iron ore futures price down from above $20 per ton."

Qiao Zhi Soros smiled heartily and said, "No problem."

"Don't worry about this."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone at the scene laughed out loud, as if they had already seen victory.

However.

At this time, Yuan Tianfan was still seizing the opportunity and continuously raising the price of iron ore contracts.

"Mr. Yuan, the 0228 iron ore contracts for April, May, and June have all increased by one dollar."

"Moreover, the market is now bullish, with many shorts turning long and launching a fierce charge against the shorts."

Yuan Tianfan smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, keep pursuing the victory."

"It would be best if the price breaks through $22 per ton today."

"Hahaha!"

Several trading managers on the scene smiled and said, "Mr. Yuan, don't worry."

"Today, we will definitely be able to break through this position."

"Very good, taking advantage of this wave of investor excitement, we can directly raise the price to build up the confidence of the bulls."

"Okay, Mr. Yuan."

However.

They don’t know yet that the tycoons on Wall Street have already dug a bigger hole, waiting for them to jump in.

......

An hour later.

Located over the Persian Gulf coast of Iraq.

At this time, three squadrons of 24 aircraft took off from the US base, including 16 bombers and 8 fighter escorts.

“Sizzle…sizzle.”

"Guys, we've reached Iraq."

"All teams, please be careful! Don't let anyone sneak attack you! That would be a huge disgrace."

"Anthony, what are you afraid of? We are American soldiers."

"Could it be that there is someone who is not afraid of death and dares to attack us?"

"Joseph, if you want to die, don't drag us into this."

"The owner of the Rose Bar is still waiting for me to go back. I don't want to lose my life here."

"If the enemy launches an air-to-air missile and I lose my life, my wife will cry bitterly."

"Anthony, if you die, I will help you take good care of the young woman you are obsessed with."

“Hahaha~”

"roll!"

There was laughter coming from the live radio, and everyone was very relaxed and comfortable.

"Joseph, you fat bastard, how dare you say that? Your weight means the fighter plane has lost a missile."

"You deserve it for still being single after all these years."

"Anthony, you bastard, no personal attacks."

"us..."

“Alarm! Alarm!”

Suddenly, a red light flashed inside Anthony's fighter plane, and the screen showed that he was locked by a fighter plane.

"Fuck! Who dares to lock onto our US military aircraft?"

"What's going on with you guys?"

Joseph said gloomily, "Mine is the same."

"I don't know which bastard dared to be an enemy of our American army."

“Sizzle…sizzle.”

Suddenly, a voice came from the high frequency of the radio.

"Attention all teams, the bomber formation will head to the center, and the fighter escort teams will head to the front and sides."

"Guys, may God bless us and help us return safely from this operation."

At this time, the U.S. air force members all looked very solemn, with their hands tightly gripping the joysticks.

at the same time.

Located not far away is Wang Jie's fighter squadron.

They had been waiting in this area for a long time, and this time they dispatched 24 F-16 and F18 fighter jets.

"Captain, the enemy has entered Iraqi territory."

"How soon do we start?"

Wang Jie looked at his watch before saying, "Wait a little longer until they get deeper."

"After all, this time it's not just us. There's another group behind the US military, and we need to wait for them all to enter."

"OK."

A few minutes later.

Suddenly, Wang Jie's face lit up with joy and he said, "Brothers, let's get started."

"This time, let those arrogant American soldiers see how powerful we, the Ghost Mercenaries, are."

"Yes, Captain!"

At this time, the 24 fighter jets led by Wang Jie were all equipped with air-to-air missiles, mainly targeting enemy fighter jets.

Among them, the AIM-9 "Sidewinder" and AIM-54 "Phoenix" air-to-air missiles are the most common.

Moreover, both fighter jets of Miracle Group are very advanced, and their radar detection range is far higher than that of US military fighter jets.

Wang Jie learned the enemy aircraft formation through the electronic screen and issued an order: "The fighter formation is divided into five teams, attacking from the front, left and right."

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