Chapter 1112: Aircraft Carrier Battle Group

The Wall Street.

In the conference room on the top floor of the Morgan Stanley Building, Daniel Morgan leaned back in his chair and listened quietly to the explanation of the company’s last quarterly earnings.

Some time ago, using the “doom-day conspiracy” and the havoc created by the establishment of the Noah’s Ark Fund, the space companies in Silicon Valley and Seattle formed one after another and led to a new frenzy of space exploration interest never seen for half a century.

As the leader of Wall Street investors, Morgan Stanley certainly wished to get its hands on a piece of this pie.

However, the defense tax introduced by Celestial Trade cooled down the frenzy instantly like a bucket of ice, cold water over the heads of new space companies in Silicon Valley and Seattle.

Of course, this didn’t pain it the most. As a world-class investment bank, it was certainly impossible for its managers to put all the eggs in the same basket. Morgan Stanley not only invested in Silicon Valley and Seattle companies, but it also invested all over the world, and even some aerospace companies listed in Xin have its name on the shareholder list.

What really pained it was another event.

The 100 billion US dollars Noah’s Ark Fund was forced to be dissolved because of a bill passed by Congress. Morgan Stanley and Rockefeller consortium were forced to withstand the pressure of the elite class and return their principal investment and even lost 5.1 billion in fees.

The Wall Street indeed had a lot of influence on Congress. Many Members accepted their “donations”, but no one could ever say they had absolute control over Congress.

Whether it was the fallen Jewish consortium or the WASP that was the new leader in the Wall Street.

It was all politics.

The separation of powers provided the opportunity for capitalism to prosper, but it would never allow the capitalists to drain all the nutrients from the soil. When everyone filled the streets to protest against the “escapism of the elites”, and demanded the government to set an example, even the congress members that accepted money must consider the voters in their own constituency.

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“Let’s end here for now.” Daniel Morgan raised his hand and interrupted the manager at the bottom of the performance ratings as he was anxiously reporting on his work. “Kevin, go and prepare, HR will talk to you about work.”

The manager’s mood immediately dropped to the bottom of the valley and sweat profusely appeared on his forehead.

Daniel didn’t care about the expression on his face, and he waved his hand wearily.

“That’s it.”

Everyone in the room was relieved and left in a hurry, for fear that the boss may pick on them if they stayed a second longer. Everyone knew very well that the boss was not in a good mood, and it was not the best choice to leave an impression now.

In the eyes of others, they may all be leading six-figure or even seven-figure elites. They sat in the office drinking coffee and managed over tens of millions in funds. However, only they themselves know how careful they had to be to keep this glamorous appearance.

Wall Street never lacked talent. Apart from the capital itself, no one was irreplaceable.

After the meeting, Daniel stared at the financial report on the table, and he felt flustered.

These days, Carmen’s final words had lingered in his mind.

“You will regret the choice you made today…?”

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Daniel repeated this sentence and muttered. Sometimes Daniel also thought, what if he had helped the Rothschild family at that time, just like what his father did in the “Kristallnacht” of World War II. If so, would everything be different?

Just then, the phone on the table shook.

He shook his head and drove the unrealistic thought out of his mind, Daniel picked up the phone.

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“Hello?”

“It’s me.”

A familiar voice.

Daniel’s eyebrows raised, and said with great interest in his voice, “Mr. Kerry? How did the distinguished Secretary of State remember your old friend?”

In 2004, the Morgan consortium had bet on Kerry, but Kerry eventually lost. This investment was squandered. But Daniel didn’t think it was a failed investment, because “betting on both sides” had already been a Wall Street tradition. No matter who was elected, the “War on Terror” in 2006 would not be affected.

What really made Daniel feel pity was that this promising politician never showed any more interest in the presidency since his failure in 2004 and had embraced the role of a Democratic diplomat.

“What do you think of the 2019 Asia-Pacific joint military exercise?”

Kerry’s straightforwardness made Daniel pause for a second, then he seemed to understand something as he asked, “If you are asking me if I support this or not, my answer is of course I do.”

At this point, Daniel suddenly changed the topic, and smiled, “But, is the pressure a bit light?”

“I think so too. The rise of Celestial Trade has seriously threatened our influence in the Asia-Pacific region. Now, this has already been reflected in the economy. If I choose to appease this time, it means that we are handing over the hegemony we built over several decades,” After hearing Daniel’s words, Kerry hid all the joy and excitement in his heart and continued, “Hill and her team are preparing for the 2020 election if she is still in power for the next four years…”

“There is no doubt that the situation will be worse!” His knuckles knocked onto the conference room table, Daniel laughed twice and moved the phone into his other hand. Then he said, full of interest, “Mr. Kerry, I know a good restaurant. If you have time after work, we should have dinner together and talk about the election next year.”

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The ship speared through the raging waves, and the ten massive figures sailed through the rough sea, leaving milky white ripples behind.

On the Ford-class aircraft carrier, Captain Hogg stood in the command tower and looked into the horizon in the southwest.

Although he couldn’t see anything, he knew very well that Coro Island was in that direction.

Even the glaring sun couldn’t hide the arrogance between his eyebrows.

He and his fleet indeed had every right to be be arrogant.

As the first aircraft carrier designed by the UA using CAD technology, the “Ford-class” equipment was fully networked and computerized. The overall automation level was much higher than that of the Nimitz-class. The carrier personnel onboard was reduced from 3190 to 2,000, but the efficiency of the aircraft increased by 15% compared to the Nimitz, and the overall combat efficiency also more than doubled.

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In addition, an updated power distribution system reduced the cable length, which made it easier to reconfigure for future installation of electromagnetic pulse cannon, laser anti-missile, and anti-ship weapons; there was enough room for modification.

Although the Ford-class was yet tested in a real battle, it was indeed worthy of the name known as the best aircraft carrier built by human.

“Report! Celestial Trade’s fleet is discovered 100 kilometers away in the southwest, and it is confirmed to be two Guardian-class frigates,” the lieutenant commander saluted and reported to him.

“Two frigates?” Hogg frowned.

He expected Celestial Trade to be within their range since the aircraft carrier battle group’s intent was to put pressure on Celestial Trade A distance of one hundred kilometers showed the other party’s cautiousness in reducing the possibility of escalation to a minimum. However, he didn’t quite understand why they only sent two frigates after them.

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Is Celestial Trade this confident?

Or did they completely abandon their sea supremacy?

“Send aircrafts and see what they are doing!” Hogg ordered in a deep tone.

“Roger!” The lieutenant commander saluted and left with the order.