The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 334

"That damned woman!" General Marcus roared, his face flushed with rage.

Launching fifty missiles wasn't cheap-each missile cost about three million dollars.

Vancouver had just burned through a hundred and fifty million dollars like it was pocket change.

But the worst part was Chicago's defense system. It automatically intercepted every incoming missile, and each defense missile cost five million.

Chicago had already bled two hundred and fifty million dollars just to protect itself.

War burned money faster than gasoline.

Marcus watched as the enemy missiles exploded harmlessly in mid-air, filling the sky with brilliant, costly fireballs.

"Get the governor of Vancouver on the line!" Marcus barked.

Within moments, the call connected.

"Listen here, you arrogant piece of trash," Marcus seethed. "Are you declaring war on Chicago? How dare you launch missiles at us!"

Jasmine's voice came through icy and unyielding.

"How dare you kidnap Alex? You release him right now, or I'll send another fifty missiles."

"Are you insane?" Marcus shouted in disbelief. "You spent a hundred and fifty million dollars just for one man?"

"That man means everything to me!"

"You're completely out of your mind!" Marcus roared, unable to fathom her logic.

"No," Jasmine shot back sharply. "You're the lunatic holding Alex hostage."

"Those missiles I sent are nothing compared to what's next-they're already targeted at your home, your parents' place, your second and third wives, even that little mistress you hide away."

felt his blood run cold.

what if I am?" Jasmine snarled. "You have exactly five minutes

Marcus could recover,

Marcus answered

attacked first-show no weakness. Load your

"Sir, are

never been surer. Do

Vancouver, there'll be nothing

lost your nerve, Marcus," Hernandez snapped. "This is self- defense. Vancouver struck first.

respond, alarms

"What now?" Marcus demanded.

contacting you, but couldn't get through.

it!" Marcus felt a throbbing

Marcus," Hernandez shouted through the

the phone just as it rang

"What?" he snarled.

from Vermont," a mocking voice replied. "Release Alex immediately or fifty missiles are coming your

your mouth!" Marcus exploded, losing all control. "You think you can

Nukes? Go ahead-we've got plenty of dusty

it's t

coil inside him,

all out of your

chair, savoring the fleeting comforts

a general suited him fine power without the

was foolishness he

their

wasn't naive. If Chicago faced an attack from three states at once, the city

nukes, true-but launching even one

then made a