I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 888: Long absence feeling

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Since 9/11, such a serious terrorist attack is the first in the United States.

The FBI and the CIA are in a mess. No one knows where these heavily armed fighters came from, how they crossed the borders of the United States, and how to avoid customs and transport such fierce firepower into Los Angeles on the west coast. .

A quarter of an hour has passed since the militants entered the embassy. SWAT, who finally arrived, reinforced and surrounded the embassy of the new country with a police armored vehicle. The Los Angeles police have never been so embarrassed. The world-famous L.A.P.D.S.W.A.T team, the ancestor of all modern SWATs, was so overwhelmed by terrorist fire.

After occupying the embassy, ​​the militants placed the light machine gun in the embassy ’s window. With the hostage in hand, they threatened the special forces trying to approach. These people neither made their own demands nor expressed their intention to negotiate.

For a while, we reached a deadlock.

Under the influence of the Internet, the impact of the attack spread through the major social platforms to the entire United States and even the world.

Looking at the rows of cameras and the mobile phone held by the public, Lawrence sweated in front of him.

Two hundred meters away, his partner Brad was lying beside the car in front of the embassy. Although his brain had been smashed by a sniper rifle, he could still recognize that the body belonged to his partner Brad.

He still ca n’t imagine that he just left for a while, and it happened.

The militants just sat in the van and swaggered into Venice Avenue. There is also the modified car ambushing in the underground garage. Are the CIA people blind?

At this time, the Los Angeles Police Chief Sergeant Michael William got out of the car and walked over to him.

"Ca n’t wait any longer, we should rush in to save people! The reporters are watching, the later the delay, the worse the situation is for us. If the army never comes again, let SWAT people do it-"

"Twenty new embassy staff, as well as Jiang Chen and his CEO. The hostages on their hands, even the White House, dare not take risks, do you understand what I mean? Sheriff William. Said.

"Then we are waiting here?" Michael looked at the embassy door resentfully and said.

"It can only be so now." Lawrence looked in the direction of the embassy. Even at this location, only a rough outline could be seen.

At this moment, the phone rings.

Lawrence and Sheriff William looked at each other, and finally William stepped forward to answer the phone.

Unsurprisingly, it was from the White House, and it was from the President herself. As soon as the phone was connected, she asked.

"How is it going?"

"It sucks, we must prepare for the worst-"

"Mr. William." Hillary interrupted him.

"Is it ...?"

"I don't care what method you use, I only ask a little, Jiang Chen must be alive, do you understand?"

Sheriff William held his breath, and his throat knot moved up and down, before he spoke for a while.

"Understood."

After hanging up, Hillary squeezed her sore brows, and then called the new presidential palace on the island of Koror. Things have developed to this point, and it is impossible to hide. It's always more sincere to call yourself than the other party calls.

......

Even now, the United States has no idea. The chips that frightened them are not in this building.

Kamter Rothschild also did not expect this, and searched the embassy for possible Tibetans, and they did not find where Jiang Chen was hiding. The only possibility is that Jiang Chen flicked the FBI and did not stay in the embassy as he stated, but sneaked away elsewhere.

Since there is optical invisibility as a cover, it should not be difficult to avoid the FBI ’s eyeliner.

Jiang Chen is not here. From this point of view, this operation has failed.

But fortunately, Xia Shiyu is here, and they have alternative plans to use.

According to Freemasonry information, this woman named Xia Shiyu is not only the CEO of Futuristic Group, but also the mistress of Futuristic Group owner. Kammut is not clear about using her as a bargaining chip, whether Jiang Chen can be led out, after all, there are really many women who have surpassed friendship with him.

As for the identity of the group CEO, he didn't expect much. After all, for behemoths like the Future Group, there are as many senior workers as there are.

He is betting that Jiang Chen will go to get the cell phone instead of walking in front of the US government and urging the US to attack the militants in the embassy immediately.

"The identity of the other party has been ascertained. Kammut Rothschild is a collateral member of the Rothschild family. When he participated in a European mountaineering club in 2009, the 16 mercenaries he led were Arrow's remnant party, former member of the poisonous arrow special forces ... "

In the desert between Nevada and California, Jiang Chen sat in the cockpit of the Aurora-20, listening to the report of the ghost agent deployed in Los Angeles while debugging the instruments of the aircraft.

"Got it."

"Anything else?" asked Bernice.

"You go to a place for me. There may be someone waiting for me and staring at him, but don't do it first." Jiang Chen reached out his hand and clicked on the watch, sending Kamute his coordinates, Transferred to Bernice.

After receiving the coordinates, Bernice lightly bit her lower lip and opened her mouth again.

"What's the problem?" Jiang Chen asked.

"No, no ..." Although she knew that she was not qualified, she asked after a moment of hesitation, "... You, are you going to give up the people in the embassy?"

Her best friend and closest comrade-in-arms are now in the embassy. If it was n’t for her superior ’s order, she could n’t help but rush in.

"Did I say that?" Jiang Chen said lightly after checking the weapon system.

"Sorry, it's my mouth."

"It's okay, let's go when the coordinates are received."

After talking, Jiang Chen hung up the communication, took a deep breath, and put his hand on the joystick.

Fifteen minutes ago, he slipped out of Area 51, quickly overturned the sand dunes beside him, came to the desert 2 kilometers away from the military base, and then returned to the end of the world.

Half an hour later, Jiang Chen returned to the desert, and he returned from the end times with him, and there was an Aurora-20 full of ammunition.

"Frankly speaking, you only have 2 hours of virtual flight time. I ’m afraid it ’s not a good idea to directly operate the actual machine." Jane ’s voice without emotional fluctuations sounded in Jiang Chen ’s ear, but it did n’t change. His decision.

"I know." After confirming that there were no missing steps, Jiang Chen slowly closed his eyes. "Even a talented pilot has to train for half a year."

"This is also my opinion." Jane said.

"But it doesn't apply to me." Jiang Chen opened his eyes when he said this sentence.

Ink-colored pupils climbed to a layer of blood red.

Within sight, the unfamiliar instrument dial is unprecedentedly familiar in his brain.

Hidden genetic code-Musou!

"I haven't used it in a long time." To himself, Jiang Chen pushed the throttle valve forward with his left hand, and adjusted the direction of the engine with his right hand.

The sand and dust was blown around by the jet of air. Under the action of lift, Aurora-20 bounced vertically for a height of 20 meters. After a short pause, the engine adjusted its direction and at the same time ejected a more violent airflow, such as an aurora rushing towards the night sky ... (to be continued.)