Rebirth of the Military Industrial Overlord

"Everyone, it is now the moment of life and death for our Great British Empire. Tell me what you can do!"

Margaret Thatcher's face was as gloomy as the weather outside the window, and there was no usual sharpness and aggressiveness in her words, but it seemed more tired.

She is really tired.

Yu Wei, who thought he had won a big victory over Ma Island, had a treaty in black and white. She was able to solve the Xiangjiang issue once and for all, and became the greatest prime minister of the empire after Churchill.

But reality gave her a resounding slap.

The leader of Huaxia exudes an aura that makes her dare not look directly at the world. She has only seen the aura that she has only seen on the veterans who have been on the battlefield and have passed the test of blood and fire. .

She clearly remembered what the old man said to her last time before she left China: "You want to exchange sovereignty for governance and continue the colonial rule of Xiangjiang after 1997. This will not work at all. It is impossible for China to accept this. This ridiculous claim is tantamount to asking the Chinese government to sign a new unequal treaty with the British government! You should know that it is absolutely impossible. Huaxia is not Argentina, and Xiangjiang is not Falkland Islands!"

Reminiscent of the habitual behavior of the leaders of the two generations of China, she believes that these words are by no means alarmist!

They are really prepared to use the last resort if the negotiation fails, but is the British Empire ready?

Ready to go to East Asia, and the country like that giant goes to war again, hoping to repeat the history of a hundred years ago or the Falklands War?

No, this is never possible!

Because everyone knows very well in their hearts that fighting against that country at their doorstep would be a disastrous defeat!

Let alone Britain, even if it is as tyrannical as the United States or Soviet Russia, hasn't it already been learned?

What's more, it costs money to fight a war, a lot of money.

Does the British Empire still have money?

I have just spent a lot of money to fight a great battle that was thousands of miles away from the country. Although the war finally ended with one's own victory, the actual losses were real and visible.

The sunken warships, the sacrificed soldiers, the consumed ammunition, the fuel, these all turned into a row of cold figures, and these figures eventually became the sky-high bills that the empire must repay...

Of course, the victory of the war can unite the hearts of the British people and let the people temporarily forget the pain of unfavorable economic growth and the decline in living and welfare. However, the financial attack that followed directly destroyed all of this!

Damn financial animals, you are all bloodthirsty demons!

There is also the stupid Youde. So many things have happened in Xiangjiang in just a few days, and he has fallen into extreme chaos, just like pressing the last straw on a camel that has reached its weight limit.

Governor Youde cannot shirk the blame!

Mrs. Thatcher cursed the culprit who started the war and her pig teammates in her heart, knocked on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you talk, are you all okay? Gentlemen, I must remind you that we are still resisting and we have not failed yet!"

The room was silent, and the air was so solemn as to wring out water.

Seeing that no one had spoken, Thatcher directly called by name: "Lawson, you are incumbent on this matter. You can talk about it first."

Nigel Lawson sighed and stood up.

The wife was right. As the chancellor of the empire, he was indeed duty-bound.

"Madam, colleagues, I am afraid we must prepare for the worst this time."

Mrs. Thatcher frowned and asked, "Nigel, is it really irreversible? The current exchange rate is only fluctuating around 1:1.6..."

Nigel rarely interrupted Mrs. Thatcher's words. He said in a deep voice, "That's because we invested 5 billion US dollars in the market to temporarily keep the exchange rate, but the money has been almost consumed. Now, can we spend another 5 billion dollars?"

There was an unbearable silence in the venue. Everyone bowed their heads. Those present were the people who really held the power of the empire. They were in the center. Of course, they knew the assets of Great Britain and gave out another $5 billion. What do you mean? It's impossible anymore.

"So, Nigel, what's your opinion?"

Finally, Mrs. Thatcher broke the silence and asked in a low voice.

Nigel hesitated for a while before replied: "Two, first, immediately raise the interest rate of the national debt to a level similar to that of the U.S. national debt, and raise the interest rate of bank deposits accordingly; secondly..."

This first countermeasure was originally one of the last resorts discussed. Nigel is now a cliché to say it, but if this matter is launched, the blow to the British Empire will be too great, not only implying the Empire. Having to pay more interest for the national debt issued also means that the real economy will have to endure higher financing costs. This latter one is simply disastrous for the British industry, which is now declining.

This is drinking poison to quench thirst!

But now, even if you know it is poison, you have to drink it first!

"What's the second?" Mrs. Thatcher asked.

"The second is to negotiate with opponents to figure out what they want." Nigel replied.

"What? Negotiating with your opponent?"

"So Nigel, do you think the opponent's goal is not the pound exchange rate?"

There was a loud noise in the house.

Nigel pressed his hands down, and when the voice in the room became quieter, he replied: "The exchange rate of the pound sterling is of course one of their goals, but I guess this is not the whole story, or it is not their ultimate goal. Goal. Because in my opinion, even if we lose Xiangjiang in the end, the pound is only slightly overvalued, but it never reached the point where they were so desperately attacked."

"Then what do you think is their ultimate goal?" Mrs. Thatcher asked in a deep voice.

At this time, she finally recovered her usual calmness.

Nigel did not rush to answer her question, but seemed to say something completely irrelevant: "Yesterday, I met with Mr. Rothschild."

When Nigel Lawson said the name, the venue suddenly fell into a weird atmosphere, and everyone's eyes revealed a touch of meaning.

In the British Empire, Rothschild is a surname that cannot be bypassed. The reason why Britain can rise on an island on the edge of the old continent is inseparable from the financial help provided by generations of the Rothschild family. He also became a major shareholder of the Central Bank of Britain and obtained the right to issue British pounds!

Although the Central Bank of Britain was nationalized by the Labor Party-led government after World War II, and the Rothschild family lost the right to issue currency, its family bank is still the largest underwriter of British government bonds.

Everyone knows that this family is huge and terrible, and everyone knows that this Jewish family has an unparalleled influence on the world economic situation.

Nigel mentioned this name at this time. Could it be that they were also involved in this attack on the pound sterling?

But here is Britain. It is the foundation of the Rothschild family. What can they get if they unite with the greedy Americans and mess up here?

Mrs. Thatcher asked everyone's questions:

"What do they want?"