Marvel’s Princess Chapter 555: Save or not?
"Sir, there is a communication request from the bunker." The school officer in charge of communications ran over to report.
No matter how healthy Old Willie is, he is still the retired old worker at heart. The position of Vice President is a mascot-like existence. No one has any hope for him, but at this time everyone still subconsciously looks at him. he.
"Pick it in, bring it in." He stuttered a bit in reply.
What appeared on the screen was an Asian man with very obvious features. As for which country he is from? They can't see it yet.
The other party speaks English fluently.
“Mr. Vice President.”
“What do you want?” Seeing that everyone was silent, Old Willy could only speak by himself.
The Asian man on the screen said: "Withdraw the Seventh Fleet and withdraw the 55,000 soldiers stationed in South Korea. You are limited to do these two things within twelve hours. If you dare not to execute it, if If you dare to take any action to take back the White House, you will"
Old Willy ignored the glances of the officials on the side and interrupted him: "We can't just recall the fleet, it's too childish!"
The Asian man sneered: "If you don't execute it, I will execute your officials one by one, and the last one will be your president! Mark my words, these two things must be done before dawn tomorrow!"
The next second, he disconnected the communication at the other end, leaving everyone in the Pentagon silent.
“We must rescue the president.” Old Willy spoke first.
Several generals in the military are a little dissatisfied. You, a mascot, are speaking at this time? Does it fit?
Neither the army nor the navy are willing to withdraw their troops, as the interests involved are simply too great.
"Mr. Vice President, we have to consider the position of our allies. If we withdraw our troops, the Asia-Pacific will lose control in an instant."
"Mr. Vice President, the people in South Korea still need our support. The source of the biochemical virus has not yet been found. I think Mr. President does not want his work results of the past six months to be completely overturned, right?"
Everyone has everything they say. For the sake of their own interests, they all agree to withdraw the troops. It’s not difficult to guess what a few people think. Anyway, there are still twelve hours of thinking time. Let’s sum it up first. Even if something goes wrong, the worst possible outcome is to change the president! The impression Benjamin Aishe gave them was no longer as good as before.
“Who was that guy who just spoke?” Old Willie asked.
Everyone shook their heads.
The old man stared and glanced across the faces of several intelligence managers.
He held his breath in his heart. It's normal for a retired worker like me not to recognize that guy. Neither do those of you who are in charge of intelligence work? Are you pigs?
"Sir, we are doing facial comparison, which will take some time." The stubborn director replied bravely.
Old Willy had no idea what to do, let alone any constructive suggestions. He sat blankly on his chair in silence for a long time before asking the staff on the side to make him a cup of coffee.
At this time, he missed the old guys in the steel factory very much. How happy it was for everyone to chat and gossip together! Let him rescue the hostages or the President of the United States? Isn't this a joke? How has he ever done this?
He carefully watched everyone's expressions, trying to find some clues on whose faces, just a little would do.
After searching like this, he saw Charlie who was extremely silent.
Charlie's resume is very beautiful. He worked as a junior police sergeant for sixteen years and gradually reached the top of the Los Angeles Police Department. In total, he has been a police officer for more than twenty years and has solved numerous major and important cases.
Although he had been hunting and fishing in the mountains for the first sixteen years, and in the following years Bella, Natasha, and even Black Braised Egg secretly helped him cheat, but no one knew it! At this time, in Old Willy's eyes, the senator should have rich experience in rescuing hostages.
"Mr. Senator, what do you think?" the old man asked directly by name.
Charlie was stunned for a moment, can’t he? you ask me?
You ask me, a Democratic presidential candidate four years from now, to tell me how to save the current Republican president?
His ambition to be president in four years’ time is not a secret, and there is no need to keep it secret. Everyone who needs to know basically knows it.
Charlie doesn’t want to have anything to do with this matter. It’s inappropriate whether he does it well or not. He has been pretending to be transparent. Everyone knows it well, and no one is going to break this layer of window paper, let alone People ask him.
At this time, Old Willy's question suddenly pushed him to the front of the stage.
The deputy chief of staff of the Army and the female director of the Secret Service who had invited him into the conference room had to speak up to resolve the embarrassment.
"Mr. Senator, I remember that three years ago, you escaped from the White House tunnel with President Sawyer? Can we use this tunnel to go in and rescue people now?" asked the Army Deputy Chief of Staff.
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Is there a hidden tunnel underneath? Old Willy didn't know about this, and no one had ever told him about it. At this time, he quickly looked at Charlie.
Charlie hurriedly evaded: "I was so panicked at the time that I didn't remember the road at all. You should ask President Sawyer about this question, and I heard President Sawyer say that when the White House was rebuilt later, the tunnel It has been repaired."
His words are not entirely evasive. In theory, after this kind of tunnel is used once, a new one will definitely be redesigned and dug to avoid being used by the enemy.
Everyone also agrees with this statement. This thing can only be repaired by the predecessor. The current president has neither time nor time to repair any tunnels.
They hurriedly called the black president, but the black president had no official title and had already gone out to have fun. There was no decree that the former president must turn on his phone 24 hours a day and wait for summons. After all, he was the former national leader, not Prisoner, who knows where he went? I couldn't find anyone when I called in the middle of the night.
Charlie said that he couldn't remember the location of the tunnel, and there was no one on the black president's side. The meeting had reached a deadlock, and no one had any good ideas. Except for Old Willie, no one mentioned the withdrawal of troops.
Everyone’s attitude towards Benjamin Aishe falling into the hands of the enemy is very ambiguous.
Time passed by minute by minute.
During the break, Charlie discussed this matter with several of his staff. Several staff members believed that this matter was feasible. If the Democratic presidential candidate saves the current Republican president, then during the next election, But it was lively.
"Charlie, this matter is good for us. We don't need you to go in person. It's not good for you to go in person. You should take command. As long as the rescue operation is successful under your command, then we can operate it afterwards. There is a lot of space, but Benjamin Aishe must live." The staff was worried that he would do something wrong, so they reminded him specifically.