Inside the room, Hou Dasheng suddenly raised his head and smiled slightly and whispered to the fork in front of him: "Fork, do you know how many treasures the Americans have gained in Iraq?!"

"I don't know. But it is said that the cash they seized was nearly one billion US dollars. Treasures, including gold, jewelry, and gold guns... etc., are worth hundreds of billion US dollars." Fork shook his head and said casually: "But the news is not accurate, because they are still looking for the remaining treasures."

Hou Dasheng leaned on the chair and relaxed his body: "To be precise, the US military has now acquired treasures worth more than 900 billion US dollars on the books. The cash... is less than 500 million. Of course, you know that this is the number on the books."

"In fact, the strong man left more than one trillion treasures." Hou Dasheng gently tapped the handle of the chair with his finger and said, "The service providers and investors divided some of them. But they were very sensible and did not take the big head. Of course, the largest number on the book."

But Hou Dasheng looked at the fork with his back facing him with a smile and said, "British, France, and other NATO countries have more or less all been divided into parts. As long as they participated in this war, everyone is very wise. They only took the part they thought they belong to. The people below have also divided part."

Hou Dasheng didn't continue to say who and how many people were divided. But Fork knew very well that he must have divided a lot of them. The participation level of this war was not particularly high. Relatively speaking, Britain's participation level was the highest among the countries. Therefore, the spoils they received were naturally the highest among the countries.

France originally had a mentality of watching the show with her arms, but when they saw that they had divided the money, they didn't think so. Others didn't know, but France could not know how much benefits the Americans had gained from Iraq. Just seizing the treasures and cash from that strong man was enough to allow them to fill the consumption of the war.

Of course, it is also true that there is not much cash on the books. Most of the cash seized flows into the pockets of different departments and different groups of people through different channels. If you want to eat meat, you have to give the people below some soup, right?! The ones on the books belong to the treasury, but those who are not on the books can be taken as their own money from different departments.

Houses, buildings, companies, and the front-line personnel and commanders at all levels involved in this war, more or less, got a share of the pie. Beyond them, a greater wealth was handed over to service providers and investors.

Hou Dasheng has no way of knowing how much they got. What is certain is that the profits obtained by service providers will definitely not be less than $80 billion. The investors...they make higher profits. Moreover, their subsequent investment in Iraq, which has been ruined, will make them a lot more money.

Broken cakes are worthless, but everyone is willing to divide the cakes that are made again. When the cakes are broken, no matter how good the ingredients are, many people will be willing to spend money. Because no one knows when these cakes will be made again.

Of course, service providers and investors will not eat alone. They still release their largest share, but only obtain the share that allows them to have a full meal. Then the matter is that the investor finds a new investment target. With their own resources, reinvest him and let him make the cake well.

Let the place continue to produce wealth. If the invested object has no cooperation, the war will come again. The investor will let him create wealth and intercept wealth. Finally, a wave of harvest will continue. Like that strong man, it will continue.

In this war, the greater benefit comes from the arms and financial markets. The war consumed a lot of arms, and the war between oil-producing countries caused severe turmoil in the futures market. Everyone made a lot of money because of this war, and no one thought it shouldn't be - although many people died in this war. In the future, people would continue to die.

The Americans' profits in Iraq made the French jealous. After many temptations, they could not help but take the lead in starting to deal with the colonel. They invested a lot of manpower and spent countless funds and weapons. However, their losses were still slightly greater. At least compared to the United States' losses in Iraq, their losses were greater.

The advantage is that they get what they want. Unfortunately, they don’t have much power to continue to let the subsequent income fall into their pockets. Although they really hope to get more benefits. Unlike Iraq, France has not released any information on the books it has obtained.

Other participating countries also tacitly skipped the matter directly. According to some statistics before the war, the colonel controlled at least 140 tons of gold reserves. This was just the tip of the iceberg, and it did not completely cover the jewelry, famous paintings, antiques, cash, etc. he stored.

However, all of these disappeared after the war. At least Hou Dasheng now knows that these things will disappear. The reason is very simple. The French are not as good as the Americans. Moreover, Americans have to pay these assets for some reasons. In France, they only need to let people from a few organizations choose to shut up. Then no one will mention these wealth.

"Puff..." The roof began to scatter dust, which showed that the ground on this basement was hit by a lot of bombardment. So much so that the deep basement felt the vibration from the ground blow.

The dust fell on Hou Dasheng, but he was completely unaware of it: "All wars come from interests. All harm comes from wealth. How many people we die, or how many people will die because of it? Who cares?"

"If you want not to be a gun that is tricked by others, you have to have a finger holding the trigger. It is difficult for us to be the hand holding the trigger. But there is still hope for being a finger..." Hou Dasheng seemed to be talking to himself: "This war is our test. I want the jackal to be that finger, and if it breaks it, it will be heartbroken. At least in this way... we will not be sacrificed easily. If the gun is broken, it may be more troublesome to change another one. But it is not irreplaceable. If the finger is broken, it will be difficult to pick it up..."

It was at this moment that a "buzzing..." sound came from Hou Dasheng's pocket. He looked at his pocket in surprise because he knew that it was his satellite phone stuffed inside. Only Danni knew the number of this phone number.

But what surprised him most was not this, but the phone rang. You know, almost all outside were blocked. The other party activated the interference system, and the phone could not be called. The most important thing was that the jackal's own interference system was also activated. The phone could not be called.

So, when the phone rang, Hou Dasheng was very surprised. But he still picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Boss, the service provider is going to call you." Danny's voice came from the other end of the phone without any surprise. As her voice came, there were also the firing sound of "chubby chirping..." and the explosion of "chubby rumble...". This showed that the jackal's shelling still showed no sign of stopping.

Holding the phone, Hou Dasheng leaned on the chair: "What are you talking about?! It has reached this point, do we still have to talk about it?! I don't think that the country on the other side of the ocean can allow us to continue to exist after suffering such great losses."

"I have no intention of interfering with your decision. I just think we should talk." Danny sighed slightly: "The people around us are gathering. You know what I mean. Maybe I can lead people to stand out, but the result will probably not be very good."

Hou Dasheng was silent for a while and said, "Give them my phone number and tell them. They have three minutes to convince me."

"I understand!" After saying this, Danni and Xiao hung up the phone. Hou Dasheng, who was holding the phone, didn't wait long. Almost within three seconds of Danni's phone hanging up, his phone rang again. Looking at the number displayed on it, Hou Dasheng smiled.

It's an old friend, this is the number of the manager. Obviously, in order to let Hou Dasheng know that the person who calls is able to make the decision. The manager used the number he often contacted Hou Dasheng. After answering the phone, Hou Dasheng smiled indifferently: "Old friend, I think we won't talk again."

"I think we will talk again. However, the form of the call will be a bit special." But the manager on the other end of the phone said a little bitterly: "Okay, sir. You won the gambling victory. What you need to do now is to let all the trapped beasts out. Then we end this ridiculous conflict with dignity."

Hou Dasheng held the phone and shook his head and whispered: "No, my old friend. Do you know what I want. Let them go? My dead brothers don't know how to explain it. My people are dead. Many die. Someone needs to be responsible for this matter. Do you understand?"

The manager was silent for a while before whispering: "Their people have also died."

"It's not that I went to attack them, I was attacked. More than once!" Hou Dasheng's voice gradually became cold: "We are jackals, a group of scattered dogs who spared no effort! A group of bastards, a group of animals chasing war! Do you think we will stop there?!"

The manager was silent again, but he quickly started to speak: "You should also know that this matter must end here. They do not allow anyone to break the rules. The rules are that you can talk about anything after you stop."

"That's their rule." Hou Dasheng held the phone and said calmly: "My rule is to talk about other things after the talk!"
Chapter completed!