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Chapter 440 You seem to have forgotten who I am

As the world's leading power, you can say that the United States has all sorts of problems, but you can't say that the United States' military strength is weak.

Not to mention that the United States has never stopped developing weapons and fighter jets, just look at the military bases all over the world... Heh, who dares to underestimate them?

It is like this.

In just one night, the large American forces completely tore through Mexico's defenses and marched into Mexico.

Similarly, countries like Iran, which were generally considered unlucky but whose military strength was actually terrible, were all invaded.

An army of over 500,000 men, assembled by countries including Britain, France, the United States, and Japan, took one night and, by dawn, successively invaded Iran and other countries.

Naturally, the rats from countries like Iran, unable to defeat the enemy head-on, chose, as before, to use ordinary people as cover or hide in the mountains to ambush them.

But this time, the situation is different when it comes to Yi Lang.

Because Iran had previously experienced a nuclear explosion, the United States showed no mercy and abandoned many of its concerns.

So you're hiding in the mountains?

Then let's use missiles to plow the land!

After all, those military drones high in the sky aren't just for show. Since they brought missiles with them, they should use them. It would be inappropriate to take them back.

And so it went, bang bang bang, bang bang bang!!

One Hellfire missile after another was fired into the forest where the Ilang soldiers were hiding.

The upper echelons of Iran never expected that the United States would actually do it this time. By this point, they were in a complete panic and furious.

The problem is, now that things have come to this, should we surrender?

We have no choice but to tough it out!

Yi Lang's superiors gritted their teeth and desperately urged the soldiers to fight.

Unfortunately, it was completely useless.

The soldiers of Iran, whether in terms of their overall quality, weaponry, or combat experience, were far inferior to the American soldiers.

Thus, from a certain perspective, the outcome of Yilang's regime change was already basically predetermined.

On the other side, Mexico.

With over 100,000 American soldiers advancing relentlessly, Mexico's defeat was a foregone conclusion... However, unlike Yilang, because of Ding Ze, Mexico would not actually undergo a change of regime.

Changing the president is perfectly fine.

However, the entire country has undergone earth-shattering changes, for example, the rampant planting of Malaysian francs has stopped.

Ha ha.

That is impossible.

After all, who knows how much benefit Mexico's business in Malaysia has brought to the United States?

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Miami, this morning.

The Samaritans is 75% complete. At this rate, it will be fully ready by this time tomorrow morning.

By the time……

Hehe, Ding Ze is about to leave to go on a killing spree!

Of course, because the surveillance coverage in the United States is not very high, the Samaritan can't help him much when there are blind spots in the surveillance... But overall, it's enough.

The Samaritans' progress is accelerating, which is good news.

There's good news and bad news.

The bad news is that the soldiers he recruited around the building are more restless than yesterday, and quite a few have even openly expressed their intention to leave.

We can't let this get started... If even one soldier were to die like this... heh, it would definitely cause a chain reaction.

The question is, should we kill them?

If a real killing were to occur, it could trigger a chain reaction, potentially leading to those soldiers with differing opinions uniting and turning their guns against him.

"The team is not easy to lead," Ding Ze sighed silently as he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gazing at the ground outside.

At this moment, Janet, holding her phone, approached Ding Ze and said, "Ten billion US dollars will be delivered before tonight."

There are many wealthy people in America, and it is well known that they are very afraid of dying.

Although Ding Ze is now, in a sense, trapped in Miami and unable to leave, these wealthy people are genuinely hesitant to gamble when it comes to borrowing money from him.

After all, what if Ding Ze survives this wave of attacks?

That would be terrible! Ding Ze would definitely retaliate!

Ding Ze smiled faintly upon hearing Janet's words.

Ten billion US dollars sounds like a huge amount, but in reality, it can only support the economy for a period of time.

Fortunately, it should last for a while, which should be enough.

"Thank you," Ding Ze said with a smile, then exhaled a puff of smoke. "I'm going downstairs for a walk. You wait for me here."

“Okay,” Janet replied obediently, as a very intelligent woman who knew how to maintain a proper balance. She never rambled on when she shouldn’t, and she responded without hesitation.

Ding Ze wasted no time, smoking a cigarette as he walked downstairs, making a phone call on the way to invite John Abruzzi and Mickey along.

Time flies.

The people in the innermost defensive circle, namely some employees of Dongfeng Security, saw Ding Ze, who hadn't left the building or shown his face for several days, and an unavoidable commotion immediately broke out.

Ding Ze glanced at it with a smile, ignored it, and led Abruzzi and Mickey straight to the outermost defensive perimeter.

The news that he was broke caused the most commotion in the outermost defensive perimeter, since those guys only cared about money, not people.

About half an hour later.

Ding Zechong and his group didn't need to ask; their expressions alone showed they were incredibly boisterous mercenaries. He grinned broadly, remained silent, and waited for them to speak.

Troublemakers are mostly people who are confident in their abilities, think they are awesome, and are ignorant of their own limitations.

Sure enough, a bald man who looked very strong spoke up to Ding Ze with an arrogant expression, "Boss, are you sure you can pay our wages? We heard that Dongfeng Group in Mexico has been destroyed, and you seem to be bankrupt."

Ding Ze smiled and realized that he actually quite liked this arrogant and unruly expression.

After laughing for two seconds, Ding Ze suddenly drew his gun and fired a shot that blew his head off. He didn't stop, but kept pulling the trigger until he had smashed the bald man's bald head and emptied the magazine before he stopped.

now.

Naturally, the group of mercenaries who were causing trouble with the bald man all instinctively raised their guns and pointed them at Ding Ze.

The Dongfeng Security personnel brought by Mickey and Abruzzi naturally also picked up their guns.

Tensions were high between the two sides, and a gunfight could break out at any moment.

Ding Ze maintained his smile, casually ejecting the magazine, replacing it with a new one, and then, smiling, addressed the mercenaries in front of him, "You seem to have forgotten who I am."

“I promised to give you the money, and I will.”

"If you don't keep your promises to me, hehe, what do you think the consequences will be?"

"I'm giving you three seconds to put down your guns."

"Otherwise, I will kill you all, and then I will have the CIA kill all your family members, relatives, friends, and anyone else you care about."

"Did you hear me clearly?" (End of Chapter)

Chapter 441 Machine, Participation in the War

Miami.

One fact is that the vast majority of mercenaries are not very intelligent; they are mostly burly, brainy guys.

For example, these guys who are pointing their guns at Ding Ze right now.

Before Ding Ze appeared, these guys were making a ruckus, and the worst outcome they could think of was that things would turn out the other way around, and they could just kill Ding Ze. They never really thought about the real cost of killing Ding Ze.

Now, these idiots know...

Ding Ze is dead… They had to die; everyone they cared about in this world would die with them…

This price is terrifying... Who the hell doesn't have someone they care about in this world?

It is like this.

One second, two seconds.

The group of idiots then lowered their guns one after another, their faces filled with terror. At the same time, they gained a very clear understanding of Ding Ze, this mad killer.

'What a murderer!'

'I shouldn't have come here!'

'Damn it, everything was fine when I came, but now I can't go back!!!'

At this moment, none of the idiots were idle; they were all chanting in their minds.

Ding Ze smiled, said no more, and walked away to find the next batch of troublemakers to talk to.