The boss of Roxxon Energy Corporation wasn't an idiot. He was greedy and cunning.
He had a monopoly on all the oil, so of course he wanted everyone to develop an almost addictive demand for it, one they could never break free of.
But technically speaking, the cost of oil would rise as existing reserves dwindled. Sooner or later, humanity would have to look for alternative energy sources.
That was why CEO Dario chose to register the company under the name "Energy Corporation," not "Oil Corporation."
Oil was merely the choice of the current era. What he actually wanted was to monopolize all energy, the power that kept society running.
If this were the Stone Age, Dario would certainly have tried to monopolize all the primitive humans' torches, too.
"The Americans are coming!"
Somalia had been close to having no government at all since 1991. The Sixth Fleet could handle this with ease.
[Lier: On the other hand, because uranium prices hadn't met expectations, they decided to postpone mining several years ago. They still hadn't officially started mining, so naturally, they hadn't paid the related fees.]
Of course, they didn't know what method the Pentagon had used to persuade the Egyptian Government to let them conduct this search, but the extra money kept rolling in.
Could they see accompanying drones in the sky, providing the advancing troops with vision and guidance?
"Why?"
As Americans, they clearly realized the source of the strange feeling in their hearts:
"Roxxon Energy Group has shown great interest in this proposal."
Frank shrugged. "I've been in a lot of wars, but that doesn't mean that's all there is to it."
Their real goal was to occupy an area in Somalia directly and establish a permanent base.
But, honestly, the reason they'd come up