The film starts with the Navy SEALs

"Come in!"

The president's satellite phone called, which made the speaker so excited that he immediately gave an order.

The operator was quickly picked up.

The Speaker of the Congress excitedly leaned in front of the microphone and asked with some doubts, "Mr. President?"

Just now everyone has seen on the screen that the president has been kidnapped by terrorists and controlled in the doomsday bunker.

At this time, the president's landline called, which was inevitably a little weird.

"No, I'm not the president." Long Zhan's voice came over.

"Please reveal your identity," said the Speaker.

"SEAL Team Six."

Long Zhan didn't mention his social identity, but activated the identity that he hasn't used for a long time, Black Team, you seem to have forgotten him.

Hearing the other party's self-reported family name, the speaker looked at the Minister of Defense and asked, "Your person?"

Team 6 of the SEAL Team is a department under DG, and DG is the returnee and will not lie. Others don’t know what the attribute of Team [-] is. The Minister of Defense knew it as soon as he heard it, and he was overjoyed for a while.

The sixth group is the elite of the elite. At this time, the situation in the White House is in crisis, which happens to be the critical time when you need manpower.

Long Zhan suddenly appeared at this time, and it was a life-saving straw for the Minister of Defense.

He hurriedly leaned in front of the microphone and said, "Report your number."

"There is no number, only a code name, Long." Long Zhan said coldly.

"Dragon? Very good."

The Minister of Defense couldn't wait to ask: "Where are you now?"

"I'm in the Oval Office."

After Long Zhan finished his answer, he took the initiative to ask: "I didn't see any survivors in the White House. Where is the president now? Is he in the underground bunker? Or has he gone out?"

"he……"

Just as the Minister of Defense was about to speak, the microphone was muted by General Coriki.

Frowning, he asked, "Is this person trustworthy?"

As the chief of staff of the army, General Koriki's identity and status are already very high. If it is a unit of CAG, he must know it. Unfortunately, this is the DG of the navy and is not under his jurisdiction.

So he doesn't know what the sixth group is, it's completely within reason.

"Long used to be one of DG's best Master Chiefs. He once won the Warrior Medal and the Navy Cross, and also participated in the award ceremony of the United Nations." The Minister of Defense said.

"Oh, I've heard that he is the Master Chief who participated in the Somalia mission. He successfully captured the warlord leader. He is a brave soldier." A senior man in a black suit said next to him.

"When you said that, I remembered that you were talking about that big guy."

The director of the emergency office came out and objected: "He is no longer the Master Chief, he is the chief instructor of a private military contracting company.

I saw him in the afternoon, he went to the White House with his boss.

He is just a social worker now, the president's affairs are top secret, we should not tell him, if he leaks out..."

"To shut up!"

The Secretary of Defense interrupted angrily: "He is from the SEAL Special Forces. He is capable, loyal and reliable. We should trust him."

"No, this is the top secret of the state, he is just a social worker now..."

"enough!"

The speaker interrupted the director of the office, and held back his eyes to scan the entire venue and asked: "Everyone here, is anyone else in the White House right now?"

The speaker's question is simply a soul torture.

The director of the office misfired on the spot, obediently shut his mouth and dared not speak again.

The rest of the high-level people also looked at each other, and no one dared to speak out, because the White House had been cleared and all their people were dead.

"Then there's no choice, is there?"

The speaker looked at the chief of staff, and then at General Coriki.

General Coriki, who had no ability to refute, could only turn on the microphone that had been turned off.

The Secretary of Defense leaned forward to the microphone and said, "Yes, the president is now in the underground headquarters, but he was kidnapped by terrorists."

"I hope you will be more decisive next time, and don't make me wait so long."

Long Zhan whispered sarcasm, and then said: "The president can be kidnapped? I really didn't expect it. What do terrorists want?"

"It's not known yet, the terrorists haven't made any demands yet," the defense minister replied.

"Who is in command now?" Long Zhan asked.

The cash cow has been kidnapped by terrorists, and it is tied to an underground fortress that cannot be exploded by nuclear bombs. Long Zhan can only have a little hope if he faces the highest command.

"it's me!"

The Speaker of Congress replied, then asked: "Do you have any other help?"

"No, sir."

While checking around the room, Long Zhan raised the curtains to observe the outside carefully, and said: "The secret service agents are all dead.

The terrorists cleared the area and killed everyone, and the terrorists had a lot of firepower, with a lot of rockets and explosives.

Even all the external windows are filled with all kinds of booby traps.

If you come in through the broken window, you have to be careful of these cute little gifts. If you come in through the main entrance, they will definitely be alarmed.

Now that the power to the White House has been cut, the stroke system may have stopped, and I feel very hot right now.

I killed the surveillance personnel just now, and I have a larger range of activities and space, but I think they will find the problem soon. "

Long Zhan said a lot in one breath, and after reporting the situation, he would ask, "Where is Kona? I'm talking about the president's youngest son."

"We don't know his exact location, is there any question?" asked the defense minister.

Not to mention that the president's youngest son is already an adult, the US government cannot keep an eye on him 24 hours a day, nor has the right to monitor his freedom.

As the president's son, no one dares to monitor him 24 hours a day.

"Terrorists may be looking for him. I saw Kona's photo on a terrorist's cell phone." Long Zhan said.

Hearing what Long Zhan said, the Minister of Defense realized the seriousness of the problem, frowned and said, "Today the President held a private banquet, and he may also be in the White House. You can find a way to find it."

"Understood, then when will you act? I can try my best to support it inside." Long Zhan said.

"The current situation is a bit special. You should find a safe place to stay and keep your phone open. I will contact you in a while." The Minister of Defense said.

"OK, I hope you guys hurry up, the president's safety is in your hands."

Long Zhan knew that these high-level executives needed to discuss, so he hung up the phone decisively, leaving them enough time, hoping that they could come up with a good plan.

Then he sat down on the presidential chair, put his feet up on the table, and enjoyed the presidential treatment.

(End of this chapter)