Market Trading Department, Bank of England.

Robin Leigh Pemberton stood in front of a Reuters screen with a crooked tie and a pale face as if he had been robbed with a gun pointed at his head.

2.7869

Six hours.

Just six hours after the opening of the morning session, the pound was hit by a 15 percent plunge, just 300 basis points from the lower band of the European exchange rate mechanism.

And then...

The market is intertwined.

The spot exchange sell-off in the spot market is gone.

The dense number of short selling contracts in the forward market is also gone.

The extremely active pound suddenly became very cold, so cold that the previous plunge seemed to be a dream, if it weren't for the two super huge red candlesticks, some people might really think that the previous violent selling was illusory.

An hour passed, two hours passed.

For three hours in a row, the pound was like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations.

In these three hours, the maximum amplitude of the pound was only a little more than 50 points, which is completely incomparable with the previous amplitude of thousands of basis points. But the market is as light as water, but Pemberton's heart is even colder than being immersed in ice.

According to the previous plan, if the price of the pound falls to around 2.7837, the central bank will still have a chance to hold the previous low in a desperate attempt to raise interest rates. But now, as if the main sellers knew the last psychological defense line of the English side, they did not give the central bank a chance to gamble.

A blunt knife kills people, and it hurts the most.

When the air force is in the city, the long side will form great psychological pressure.

Because in a bearish trend, the camp of the bulls itself is not solid, and once the pressure is too great, the bulls will be crushed by that pressure to collapse.

At the slightest disturbance, some of the funds of the bulls will desperately flee to stop loss.

If you copy the chassis, you will also be out of the game immediately.

At that point, the funds of the more than one party will become short again.

Pemberton clenched his fists weakly.

He could see everything, but he couldn't change anything. That feeling of powerlessness made him feel gloomy in his heart.

Behind international capital, there is no weakling. He was waiting for the Jedi to fight back, but the other party was not waiting for the final fatal blow.

But the question, where the hell did those damn guys get all that pounds?

National debt?

It shouldn't be.

The constant sell-off in the Treasury market made Pemberton aware of the problems in the Treasury market, but if you want to buy Treasury bonds, you must have enough funds, and those funds, he doesn't know where they come from.

A full 24 billion sell-off, such a big sell-off, even the Bank of England at its peak could not take it.

No capital can use such a large amount of capital to hold treasury bonds, and that is fundamentally inconsistent with the clean-up, the loan interest rate is 15 percent, and the yield on treasury bonds is only 10 percent.

But in reality, major banks are constantly selling government bonds, and government bonds have entered the market and become the pound sterling constantly hitting market prices.

Damn, where the hell did those guys get their money.

Six hours passed.

The pound market remains as calm as a backwater.

But Pemberton has a feeling that the next time the pound moves again, it will be a stormy lightning strike.

The longer you build, the more deadly this attack becomes.

Can the pound hold its bottom line?

If not, Great Britain will probably be crucified in shame and become the first country to be forced to withdraw from the European exchange rate mechanism.

Pemberton's eyes were a little dazed, because he found that he was not sure at all.

To be precise, he has lost all hope.

Capital One, Market Trading.

William sat upright in the central trading area.

His eyes were full of dense bloodshots, and in the face of a market that fluctuated with tens of millions of dollars of profit and loss every second, the mental pressure made him unable to rest at all.

He hadn't closed his eyes for thirty-one hours.

Since he got Shen Jiannan's order from the opening of the market on Monday morning, he has been unable to sleep anymore.

But he wasn't sleepy at all.

Not at all.

Because, this is the battlefield.

To snooze on the battlefield is to play with your own life.

Bang Bang Bang –

Suddenly, the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the floor came from far and near, and when William turned around, he saw Yu Zheng with a simple face.

"What does the boss say. ”

"He told you to break the Bank of England by nine o'clock tonight, and if you couldn't, strip yourself naked and sit on the street and rub the water on the steel pipes. ”

“......”

William's blood-red eyes flashed with a hint of resentment, this punishment was really cruel.

But he didn't think about it, the latter sentence was all added by Yu Zheng himself, just a way, Yu Zheng This guy is too naïve, who would have thought that this dog day would also be blinded.

As Paul Jones said, in the market, what happened three seconds ago has nothing to do with oneself, negative emotions do nothing to the outcome of things, except for adding burden, there is no benefit.

Unleashed to his heart's content, William had completely suppressed his blood in the waistband of his trousers, and he used his reason to strip away the fear and boiling feeling that money brings.

Today, he is the top person in charge of the trading department, and he needs to take his share of responsibility. But it is also an honour, the defeat of the Bank of England, which is probably the highest honor that traders all over the world can only dream of.

"Guys, put up the war song. ”

"Hallelujah"

"Hallelujah",

“......“

The passionate melody sounded in the huge trading room, and as the melody became higher and higher, the traders present were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Love My China"

"Athlete Rising Girl"

“......”

"Hallelujah"

“......”

"Building Our National ....."

The Chinese boys sang the war song of Capital One in Chinese, and the traders from other countries also hummed to the melody in English.

The magical melody is magically without any sense of disobedience in different languages.

A kind of boiling and excitement of going to the battlefield made the entire trading room have a certain divine aura.

But being sacred never means doing something sacred.

With a rousing melody, under William's instructions, a group of demonic numbers were taken from the trader's hand to the keyboard and then passed into the central quotation system.

2.7854 sells 666

2.7795, sell 666

......

Leverage is a double-edged sword.

When it can kill, it is even more likely to hurt itself.

With 1.2 billion pounds of leverage, 12 billion leverage, this crazy leverage effect, Yulia Sidorov feels a huge pressure every time she thinks about it.

By the way, you will get ten times the gain, but if you are wrong, it will be an infernal hell.

There were no outsiders present, and the weakness of the woman could not be concealed at all, as Yu Zheng left, in the face of the soaring price of the pound in the market, Yulia Sidorov seemed to have lost her strength and collapsed in Shen Jiannan's arms.

"Shen. I'm so scared!"

"There's nothing to be afraid of, don't worry. ”

Shen Jiannan said indifferently, as a hanger, he knew that this was an ending without suspense.

Even if there were, all variables were wiped out before they began.

The name Akiyama Kennan, with the pride of the British and the information of the MI5 intelligence agency, is enough to dispel the possibility of the British borrowing money from Chaoben, and the United States, the British are not stupid, and it is impossible to borrow money from them.

Leaving these two economies aside, there is no ally in the world that can help Britain out of its predicament now.

If I have to say why, I can only blame the British for cocooning themselves, and if they had helped Italy instead of blackmailing them, the south and west might have been able to resist together, but now..... It's already a foregone conclusion.

"I'm worried that something variable, if the French make a move, or ....."

"France, if they dare to make a move, we will kill them all. The Gallic chickens are not idiots, and at this time they are given a hundred dares not dare to help the British. ”

"But ......"

“......”

This time, Shen Jiannan was not speaking.

There was a cold feeling on the soft water that he could reach, and that feeling was as beautiful and frozen as if he had just been fished out of the ice.

Hurriedly diverting his gaze from the computer in the distance, Shen Jiannan finally found that at some point, Yulia Sidorov's face was no longer bloody, and her usually red lips had become a lot darker.

Wealth is a very scary thing.

Apparently, Yulia Sidorov was terrified.

The size of the position held by Capital One and Carmandi and Geman has exceeded $40 billion, and such a figure, if you load a truck with cash, you need 40 five-ton trucks, which can be more than a kilometer together.

Looking at Qina Kanovski, her charming eyes were full of nervousness and unease, and although she tried her best to clench her fists, the fingers that kept moving back and forth and the panda that was constantly undulating betrayed her true thoughts.

"Babies. Relax. ”

“......”

Shen Jiannan didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said it, the two women became even more nervous, and it was not surprising that they had exchanged money little by little before, but knowing the real position size, the huge pressure was simply unbearable.

"Shen. I'm so scared. ”

"I can't breathe anymore. ”

“......”

As a man, what else can I say at this time.

Shen Jiannan could only use his body temperature to warm up the two frightened women, and use tenderness to soothe their frightened hearts.

But work can't be stopped.

Busy, Shen Jiannan grabbed one of Yulia's fingers and tapped it on the keyboard!

Smack-

Smack-

Smack-

With the sound of a keyboard, a set of numbers is quoted into the quote system of the spot market and displayed on the screen of the Reuters news agency.

666666666 £, sell.

66666660000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

The effect of such a large sale was simply stunning, Yulia Sidorov covered her mouth and screamed like a frightened little fish, and her azure eyes were very useless and rolled her eyes.

2.72.

Just one sell order was smashed, and the price of the pound to the mark was smashed by 4,000 basis points.

This move, it moved so suddenly.

This move is so violent.

It was like a spear tearing the pound at its core, triggering a chain effect.

Pounds sterling for mark.2.7189 sold for 10000

10,000 hands.

A full 10,000 lots were sold.

As soon as a series of 666 was crossed in the spot market, a sell order of 10,000 lots was launched in the futures market.

This is not a sell by William.

But it doesn't matter, such a large selling order was made, and all the buying orders below 2.72 were swept away, and the price of the UK in the futures market was bombarded below 2.72.

If the spot sale of 666.66 million is a long spear, then the 10,000-lot selling order is like a fuse, and before the market rebounds, a large amount of selling immediately follows.

2.7186. Sell 666.

2.7095, sell 666.

2.6996, sell 666.

.....

Then, the markets were intertwined again.

When the pound price was bombarded to 2.6996, there was a lot of buying in the market.

2.7 Buy, 10,000 lots.

2.7151, buy 10,000 lots.

2.7248, buy 10,000 lots.

Under the large purchase contract, the price of the pound rebounded again.

Bank of England, Market Transactions Department,

Vice President Eddie George snarled with a hideous face.

"Hold on. Gotta hold on to me, this is our last chance. Follow up, below 2.73, sweep away all sell orders. ”

One by one, the traders were holding their breath and frantically tapping on their keyboards.

Everyone knows that the current UK is in a life-and-death crisis, and once the previous low is lost, it will hit a record low.

At that time, no one knew what would happen to the pound.