Chapter 278
United States, White House.
There was heavy snow in Washington in February, and the whole city was wrapped in silver and white, like a white city.
In the office of the president.
An old man with long golden hair sits at his desk, his wrinkled face is covered with gloom.
"How could this be? The Syrian anti-government army clearly occupies such a big advantage, how did it suddenly collapse?"
Trumpbrows tightly knit, with an incredible expression on his face.
"Mr. President, you should take a look at this first."
Speaking, the chief of staff handed over a stack of high-definition photos.
Trump took the photo in doubt, lowered his head and looked at it, the more he looked, the more angry his face became.
"It's them!" He put down the photo in his hand, his face was calm, and the atmosphere in the office suddenly became depressed.
Outside the house, snowflakes were falling rustlingly.
"It's them, Mr. President." The chief of staff lowered his head slightly, looking at the photo on the table.
These photos were taken by Jack, the F-22 driver at the time.
Jack did not know the T-1 power armor of the Passa Islands, but Trump roughly guessed that these black steel monsters in front of him were the culprits who defeated the British aircraft carrier battle group.
Thinking of this, Trump can’t help but feel a headache. Although the Passa Islands have a strong military strength, in the final analysis, it is just an island country in the South Pacific. Regardless of its size or population, the world Compared with big countries, they are not worth mentioning.
In other words, Trump has never regarded the Passa Islands as a competitor, at most he was wary that it would stand on China's side.
After all, the military strength of the Passa Islands is not a joke. An aircraft carrier battle group can be wiped out in half an hour. Without using the precursors of unconventional weapons, this country can do it in the world.
"But, what good will it do for them?" Trump frowned, puzzled.
"I don't know," the chief of staff shook the head, "will it...will the Passa Islands already stand on the side of Russia?"
, Tromp thought secretly, for a long while, he shook the head, "It shouldn't be, Russia can't come up with anything to attract them, don't forget, Yuncheng Technology has a large market share in the United States."
hearing this, chief of staff nodded.
Indeed, with the interests of the Passa Islands in the United States, they are impossible to help Russia at the risk of losing the American market. This makes no sense.
"Let’s convene a council. Instead of guessing here, you should just ask them what they are going to do?" The cold glow flashed in Trump’s eyes and passed away.
"As you wish, Mr. President!"
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Pasa Islands International Airport.
A Syrian flight stopped slowly on the airport runway.
At the airport runway, a six-meter-wide red carpet was spread on the ground. The staff of the Passa Islands and the security guard of the Presidential Palace had been waiting on both sides of the red carpet.
As the plane door opened, Syrian President Barsha, wearing a black suit, waved to the crowd.
Media reporters from Pasa Island and all over the world are constantly taking photos, and people with flashing lights on the field can hardly open their eyes.
"Mr. President, what do you think of this great victory in Damascus?"
"Mr. President, are the Passa Islands ready to send troops to help Syria?"
"Mr. President..."
Faced with the problems of journalists from various countries in the world, Balsa, as a senior politician, has long been accustomed to it. He boarded the plane without saying a word. After walking down the rack and boarding the suspension vehicle of the Presidential Palace, it quickly disappeared from the media's sight.
Pasa Island, Presidential Palace.
At this time, the Presidential Palace of the Passa Islands has been renovated and become more majestic. In front of the white building, there is a square covering an area of more than 100,000 square meters.
The square is full of people. The residents of Pasa Island knew that the presidents of other countries had come to visit, all of them crowded in the square to watch the excitement.
However, although the scene was very lively, after the suspension vehicle stopped, Balsa was escorted by the security of the Presidential Palace and quickly disappeared from the public's sight.
Get rid of the entanglement between reporters and the masses, Balsa and Anthony met in the Conference Hall.
"Mr. President, thank you for your help to Syria!"
As soon as we met, Balsa bowed to Anthony with moist eyes.
"You are welcome, Your Excellency," Anthony grinned, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile, "Besides, it is not the government of the Passa Islands that will help you, but the World Trade Company, please Your Excellency, please remember clearly!"
Anthony looked towards the other party with profound eyes.
Balsa was taken aback for a moment, then reacted instantly, and smiled and said, "Yes, I really have to thank the World Trade Company."
"Come, sit down!" Anthony heard the other party. Changed his mouth, extend the hand with a smile on his face.
"Okay." Balsa sat on the sofa in a nervous mood.
"This is a batch of special cigars that have just been shipped from Cuba. My personal collection, do you want one?" Anthony said casually, holding a cigar in his mouth, "Just relax. There is no reporter here, I think we can not be so serious."
Speaking, Anthony laughed.
Balsa hesitated for a moment, took the cigar in Anthony's hand, lit it, and started smoking.
For a moment, the entire Conference Hall was filled with smoke.
"Mr. President," Balsa sorted out his words, "I don't know you, no, what are the conditions for World Trade to help us?"
"Billion Anyuan Military expenses." Anthony spit out his cigarette in a relaxed tone.
"An Yuan?" Balsa frowned. He didn't know that there was an An Yuan currency in the world.
"An Yuan!" Anthony nodded, "An Yuan is the national currency of the Passa Islands."
"Then, I don't know what the exchange rate of An Yuan is?" Balsa cautiously Asked indifferently.
"The exchange rate between Anyuan and the U.S. dollar in the Passa Islands is now 1:1.1," Anthony said with a smile, "In other words, you need to pay 1.1 billion U.S. dollars worth of military expenses this time."
p>"On this condition?!" Balsa looked incredulous. It wasn't that the conditions were too high, but that the conditions were almost for nothing.
You need to know that this military expenditure may be the actual military expenditure of the troops sent by the Passa Islands. Then they have abandoned such a lot of effort, is it possible that it is to go to Syria to fight a war? Still an unprofitable war!
Balsa looked at Anthony and said nothing.
"Of course, this is only the military expenditure for our troops." Anthony saw Balsa's silence, and his tone became serious. "Our purpose is very simple. From now on, the oil in the Middle East will be all used in Anyuan. Settlement!"
"What?!"
After hearing this, Balsa rose up from the sofa like a needle, "You guys... .. Do you guys do this... do you want to start a world war?"
Balsa's voice became a little trembling because of his nervousness.