The Almighty Dominance novel 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."

Marcus felt his blood run cold. "You're targeting civilians?"

"So what if I am?" Jasmine snarled. "You have exactly five minutes to release Alex, or you'll regret it forever." The line went dead.

Before Marcus could recover, another phone rang urgently.

"Mr. Hernandez," Marcus answered tensely.

Lucas Hernandez's voice was chillingly calm. "Listen carefully. Vancouver attacked first—show no weakness. Load your missiles with nuclear warheads and fire back immediately."

Marcus hesitated, stunned. "Sir, are you sure?"

"I've never been surer. Do it."

"Sir, if we nuke Vancouver, there'll be nothing left but ash," Marcus protested.

"Seems you've lost your nerve, Marcus," Hernandez snapped. "This is self-defense. Vancouver struck first. I expect their city in flames within the hour."

Before Marcus could respond, alarms shrieked again.

"What now?" Marcus demanded.

"General," a soldier reported urgently, "Los Angeles tried contacting you, but couldn’t get through. They've just launched twenty missiles at us."

"Damn it!" Marcus felt a throbbing pain surge through his skull.

"General Marcus," Hernandez shouted through the phone, "Send the nukes now!"

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